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Monday, August 17, 2026

#RecallJalapenoPepperNoMore #SpanishHarlem @CarlosSantana #MariaMaria #BlackMagicWoman #SombreroGalaxyFarAway

AT ONE
LAST CHANCE SALOON

Now and then usually becomes what has been whether you approve it or not
Inside or outside of the Earth's atmosphere, as we're fortunate to be astronaut
Detached from the gravitaitonal pull on the nervous system, etc, etc, etc et al
Nothing at all is more important than believing with blind faith in supernatural

Common or not from this planet's fauna both aerobic & anaerobic forms of X
Whatever was before we all got here as a species, it'll be the same as an index
Covering every corner of the dimensions we're allowed to perceive as evolved
We find we know nothing for certain, a principle from the get-go Heidenberged.

I hope and have faith and warm charity that all above & below will be copacetic
First Cause of an unknown force beyond human comprehension, an RNA block
In the nutrients' formulas & pablum offered to the hungry, tiny, eating pie-holes
Admitting to the commandments of awareness that y'all are responsible, as foals.

Long run, after you & I are either in Davy Jones' locker or undertaken by dirt
Then in that far, far away future, maybe tonight or sooner, yo' mama will hurt
To see the future because you know you must reap what you ssew, be a genius
One & the same as your great-grandparents who preceded you, survived a fuss.

Let it be known, nobody can say words to express the Unknown's nature, I see
You'll see once you've arrived at the First Cause subject & object, it'll predicate
Break it on down, all the way back to the 1st day you recall paying, you grooved
Everything a stranger said & held you responsible for homework unapproved.

In the pyramid of things, mankind attempted to build a pathway to the outerspace
Nothing could be made that high without gravity bringing it back down into dust
First, a cosmic event without human participation or existence, even if divinely so
That Big Bang whether you & the sceptic within approve or not, it's a dream-blow.

Knowing and becoming super-aware of the present leading ahead into the groove
That is the Presence of the One who CAN handle the Truth, just doesn't approve
Repeat ad infinitum is one end of a 'G' spectrum, another is distopic, too humane
Add 2 twos or multiply 2 times 2 & that Truth is it's the same response, superman.

The astrophysics and the trigonometry and for the sake of reason, the calculus is
All there is inside of our heads if you follow the beginning to the end, it's obvious
Hard to swallow after decades more or less of blind faith in the explanation for It
Being the spirit & soul that moves you, animates the skin, bones & brain of scat.

High water is impossible to keep satisfaction, a drowning is nearly guaranteed
Only if one is luckier than most everyone, you'd be saved by angelic good deed
Ghosted chimera in fully cloaked form, a shape to be seen through, as glass or ice
Last chance, tequilla shots up, here's to the victories that kept us in charge of vice.

Day after you're dead will be the same as mine, dead air, screen blank, no static
I know you'll never think about this factoid again, tried to get y'all on the stick
That was my motive for allowing the alphabet flow to appear on a blank screen
Far, far away, like that & that's the way it is, I never gave Up, Up gave up on me.

Blisters proof of life on me fingers, from the strings & frets to the drumstick beats
I made my hands need gloves or become useless tools, a has been, as Ginger Baker
Enough of wealth accrued, I've got the house on Kauaii & nobody knows but me
Anybody can find me if lookin' where I've never been, transparency, at one, at sea.

High or lower than the center of this solar system, middle of the star called Sun, he
Not she but He is the original beginning before which nothing stands or sits to be
All laid out like corpses before ova were fertilized by the original sinner's pants'
Could not keep control of a creative force that desires eternal suffering, miscreants.

You'll never be deceived again if you're never taught the Great Lie, wisdom is nil
Other than unmasking the disguise that Life means being rewarded for original sin
No reward, yet an eternal punishment, requiring a popes & saviors, virgin disguise
Ask any one of the priests & other sanctified ones, pray to God there's blind eyes.

Here & now, this is now & then it's all gone in a flash of eye blinks, open & shut
Like a case between subjects and predicates fighting for an all too human omsbud
If not you then who'd be an unknown 'x' factor, fractional over a 'y' denominator
Nobody alive gets out of this world alive, nobody, not a savior/martyr to abhor.

Princes sons of queens and kings, are the key to extinction, powers that be at one
Pressing a button, giving an order to be followed or be punished by formal exile
Just because your parents thought you were so pretty, so proud of the beauty within
All your appearances to be good, bad & ugly held more weight than an idiot grin.

Last night or last century, the bag of bones lived & died in a hundered years of toil
Nobody gets anything for free, everything needs to be bargained for, Gold or Soul
Needs to get to the bottom of the list, take care of it all from the rocks to the Space
If & only if you breathe in & out for infinity will there be Rest In Peace, brute face.

Showers of acid rain kill seeds & plants in the stardust, mere pebbles of a rock, son
Of every shape, size, color & texture, everyone a miracle to be multiplied by RNAs
Random Love on a note in a bottle, floating on the Dead Sea or the Salt Lake DNA
Ways and means to perfection dialed in, immortal superhumans thy wills be done.

Drinks for the house, I've got the tab I'll never pay since I own the joint, I'm a lover
Careless of using brainwaves to scramble motor skills, depend on no pill or dope
Unless your time on Earth is up before you're good & ready, spirits remain on rope
Following the sirens to the hospital where you're DOA & watch a sheet come over.

You live in California's gold country, it's in them thar hills, I lived atop of them, so
It is all about the 49er, the 1849er who came out on horse, wagon & cowboys blow
Without the pioneers, we'd all be sending smoke signals to the friends & enemies
Our names whatever came to mind at birth, High or Low, babies hurt mama's ease.

Can never live without the breath of fresh air, your blood dies in the nucleic atoms
Hence, the brain & mind shut-off the conscious experience, injecting the venoms
To go back to nothing, like before you were an egg & a gamete, you can't do it all
Where no grace exists for you, preconception, you'll get THERE, now that's a Fall.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, August XVIIIth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST
{ Kicked this gem out of cielo while listenin' to #AMIGOS by @CarlosSantana on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Y9XXeznskQ4?si=T0HVN7VfAIE3t4jR }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
SOMBRERO GALAXY

Friday, August 14, 2026

#TheGoodOl'Days #BigSmo #UpInSmokeLowRider #CheechUndChong #Stones #Eagles #SmashMouth

WE ONLY GET WHAT WE GAVE 
TO THE GRAVE
In the beginning of Even Stephan, as it will always be in the future of the whirl
My significant other keeps the method of my madness at one, avoiding the swirl
Nothing stopping the full throttle acceleration of the diesel-powered A-Train trek
It's a world at present that honors the dirt & gold left after the Big Bang of a dick.

Absentee fathers have never been the accepted species' enhancer, they come n' go
From one end of the spectrum to another, all absentee padres had battleaxe madres
Not their personal fault, it's just the way balls bounced, to coin an unholy phrase
Talkin' about the Freedom & Revolution in this Time of consciousness' low blow.

Much ado about everything the sun shines upon, outside of the caves in the hills
You'll be happy or sad to know, philosophy of existence in a holy nutshell of shills
Beating congos and drums to the rhythm of the bass & guitars, marracas, my son
But also & not only this & that yet nevermore to be or not to be, a good question.

Drunk on feeling alive, to avoid the dead rhythm of the skin & bones is copacetic
As I am, so y'all are in conception's shock to a phantom cosmic, "The End" kick
You deserve nothing since you've made no deal with anyone but your kid inside
Your parents whether they knew it or not, were obligated & responsible but died.

Playing the game from the biginning to the end is the whole cosmic egg yolk
 Babies to the elders who've seen it all but forgot half of it all, like the kinfolk
All of the friends & enemies who knew you & forgot everything about you too
Love or just a passing feeling of sharing oneness trying to come alive to a fool.

Hung it all out to dry so the painting's colors blended together in the hut of bliss
Hundreds of shades of light & dark, to inhale & ingest with the rhythm & beats
Reprieve nothing close to an original advantage of being omnipotent, front seats
At a moving picture show, the play on the stage of a mind-game of that and this.

Fruits were the original sin, just sweet apples in the desert of creative demigods
To be or not to see, hear, smell, taste or touch the atomic storm of DNA hotrods
Talking inherited bull scat in unintelligible, symbolic reference to 5 senses' scat
Wise men took care of the ignorant with thinking that Life was too short & fat.

Playing the music, melodies and beats to face it head on, never on the backstroke
Never behind an eight-ball or left feeling poor, being unchosen, left behind a bloke
Whispering as if anyone knows what your hot air is blowin' but you can't stop it all
Dream is over before you'll even know that 'it' was all a figment of a Void's balls.

Calling you & yours out to the front of the altar of this sacrifice of scars & tattoos
What I mean by what I say is clear, you've been HAD, I was HAD, off the booze
Clear & presently never in danger again with my eyes wide-open to see behind me
Where I came from & where I'm goin' for me to know, you'll maybe find out free.

by
r j j  stephan i
c.  Vendredi, August XIVth, MMXXVI Anno Domini @@ 1111 AMPST
{ Cracked this nutshell to expose the prime mover while jammin' to @Santana LIVE #Supernatural concert  https://youtu.be/UffLNP-s2xQ?si=5jHEIcmWaXlF79WO }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
"MY TOMES OF WORD," LINK above or below "what it is"

Tuesday, July 28, 2026

Y'ALL ABOARD? COSMIC PIZZA TODAY, EDIBLE TOMORROW, NEVER YESTERDAY! All Aboard! #DownSouthJukin #GodsGoldAndPlatinum @LynyrdSkynrd #YouCantMakeThisScatUp #IAmOneThatCan

COSMIC PIZZA SLICED JERSEY BOARDWALK STYLE
ALL ABOARD! A CHUCHU @TRAIN
Kids aren't the ones needing the shot in the arse, parental cup
The place in Space you find yourself, that's all you'll ever get
Nobody knows anything more than, gotta avoid pain, y'all bet
It's gonna be a hard one if you know what I mean, even it up.

There is a word that explains the whole shebang, it's the ol' Void
Avoid the Void, is good advice for mothers & fathers & the kids
Priests nun,s, ministers and professors need to know, not avoid
No answer to the proverbial question without knowledge, faith.

Meaning, birthright citizenship for international Earth's gravity
Walks in the woods or introduction to One, absolutely, positively
Overnight, same day or snail mail, you get the gist of the solid Id
Overwealmed no more by the Ego, Super Ego & the Other Ego.

Not mine or ours at all, y'all visitors-passengers on a pirate ship
You'll either walk the plank or kill rats eatin' grain below deck
Oceanic sea for kilometers in all directions, for the people to see
Not for the gods, Neptune or Zeus weren't prepared for idolatry.

Grotesque, fully operational and pertaining to nothing personal
Of your inner essence of not hearing words that mean very little
You move from the inside to the outside, go fishing in a cesspool
Perfect in the holes and with no remorse you go act like the fool.

Alright to be or not to be right, you could be wrong, you create
You dissolve the matter into the Singularity after the worm bait
Caught on the hook for the duration of life on Earth, what it is
Neither can be created nor destroyed my something or nothing.

Consumed by the Space that contains the gas/air wwe breathe
There cannot be any other point than, the world as we know it
Knowledge application is wisdom and ability to survive trauma
It happens to all of us, you, me and all of the pent-up bull s#it.

Out of the blue-green sky, you came up to me just like the hussy
I proposed and you married me as we were both high on pussy
Fabulous and showing off my 12 pak, well now, it's a whole case
Grim reaper reaps Love's liver, it filters the image of your face.

Building from the frenzy to the brief climax, it's electrocuted jizz
God ain't here Man, ne'er up in America's prehistoric slo-gin fizz
God's dream of having rich & poor fourish in revolution, my son
I got your land of the free, it's a system of the 4th down and One.

Pistachios and the golden raisins fill the soul with glee, brain nod
Growing like a new snake bein' fed mice for breakfast, need feed
Sevens and elevens between the snake eyes and two or three die
Singapore Sling & Harvey Wallbanger shots until I couldn't lie.

Saddle up with or without you, move when Time & Space collide
All of the above are true, A, B, C, D & then another Bloody Mary
It's grown out grounds of being alive, accidental catasrophic ride
Jack gave up the stacks of wax for electronic repro, it's all the aI.

Held on as long as I could, my fingers failed, knuckles straighten
Falling without my will down the rabbit hole, can't get back up
Down to the core of the planet, hot as a sun, at least I can't burn
Stars burning like me don't burn, already a red giant, it's a sin.

Bible written & edited by dozens of ignorami breed, true faith
Sheep follow the shephard yet they have not decided I'm wraith
Nevertheless, city lights and dark back woods, I'm the sprite chit
Grown after birth on the rat races with the good, bad jokes a bit.

Hot or cold, it's going the opposite of this & that, sure enough too
In the sticks without a thing besides my .357 & 30:06, kill & strut
Bringin' my kills home for suppertime and breakfast just for two
Open road with a foot hard down on the gas, over 100 MPH flow.

Smoked what wasn't flammable with the flame from the matches
Oodles of lungs, oxygen & residue of matter, nuclear reactor dust
Trains rollin' like busses and trucks, only you don't need vigilant
I was in and out of struggle, paid dues & evened up all the odds.

You got a huge flat screen that plays music to me ears, aye lass, Freaks cover up their perfection with hair & naked body cover
Late dates with my high school fling, gave & got back my ring
Cute thing came up to me while I sat at the bar all alone, I sing.

Lookin' good to the DNA, needs to merge the RNA in the pool
It's all about the mutation of the code, look like or unalike, fool
Things happen, love happens at 1st sight, even when it shouldn't
Highest you can get above the ground, better than sixfoot under.

Huff and snort, blow the smoke in & out 'til you mastermind it
Of course you can repeat ad infinitum to pay for the Karma chit
Development of the evil genius' cuniform & hieroglyphics of gods
Ain't fussin' or fightin' wars no more & at mercy of lost keyfobs.

Pretend your daddy & mama sheltered you like the birds & bees
Not an orphan growin' up alone in a large family that was free
Thanks to those folks without whom, none of this is at all possible
I got paid by Memphis, retired thanks to Memphis, dream FDX.

Answered the cold ones that came at me like a gattling gun, won
Got all 24 years eatin' tacos & pasta, keepin' it all alive for fun
Traveled, stayed put, smoked, drank, quit & fell in a rabbit hole
Punks down there with the best of them, doctors, poets & scoal.

Hay is for horses mama'd say, no disrespect for the dead, OM
I think it proves that I was alive & died, here & then, it's gone
You'd hope your dream was true, happiness & spells of witches
To be immortal & usefull idiots of magic and words of all bitches.

Pretending to be both intelligent & invincible in soul and mind
 Body & spirit too in a quadrology of random non-sequitur milk
Survival of the fit, love of breathing & enjoying the free trouble
That come & go, infinity is in charge of the rotation and wobble.

Zebra serious with the fitting into the Earth tones, black & white
Shades from Nigeria dark to Albino white, know enough to fight
For survival in happiness and ease of daily bread git, got it today
Moving down river, up country for fish & game, it's all fair way.

For what it's worth, you're lucky to be alive, some never become
A woman or a man, a girl or a boy, nothing but DNA/RNA son
Shivered myself to sleep outside, up the hill, near a boulder creek
Sun rose in Coloma, middle forked American river, black sheep.

End the finale, before or after you too die, bones in a dust box
No more walks in the woods or anywhere your mama took y'all
To fish for trout in the river or bass in the lake, BBQ and camp
Caught me with my pants down, droppin' a deuce like a tramp.

In reality, I got that PhD. from the philosophers, Marx to YOU
Muddy water down by the Mississippi, Biloxi got gator eyes too
On me and everyone else near the Lousiana swamps, gator grub
In the bog, ancient bones disappeared, couldn't say, not a blurb.

Barometric pressure to obfuscate the muddy ground, I'm stuck
Every day from now on out, I'll remember my final gasp of air
Pure liquid swamp water and I couldn't let it out of me, aw, fuqe
Sorry, pardon me, I used to care to get a package, now IDGAF.
Kids aren't the ones needing the shot in the arse, parental cup
The place in Space you find yourself, that's all you'll ever get
Nobody knows anything more than, gotta avoid pain, y'all bet
It's gonna be a hard one if you know what I mean, even it up.

There is a word that explains the whole shebang, it's the ol' Void
Avoid the Void, is good advice for mothers & fathers & the kids
Priests nun,s, ministers and professors need to know, not avoid
No answer to the proverbial question without knowledge, faith.

Meaning, birthright citizenship for international Earth's gravity
Walks in the woods or introduction to One, absolutely, positively
Overnight, same day or snail mail, you get the gist of the solid Id
Overwealmed no more by the Ego, Super Ego & the Other Ego.

Not mine or ours at all, y'all visitors-passengers on a pirate ship
You'll either walk the plank or kill rats eatin' grain below deck
Oceanic sea for kilometers in all directions, for the people to see
Not for the gods, Neptune or Zeus weren't prepared for idolatry.

Grotesque, fully operational and pertaining to nothing personal
Of your inner essence of not hearing words that mean very little
You move from the inside to the outside, go fishing in a cesspool
Perfect in the holes and with no remorse you go act like the fool.

Alright to be or not to be right, you could be wrong, you create
You dissolve the matter into the Singularity after the worm bait
Caught on the hook for the duration of life on Earth, what it is
Neither can be created nor destroyed my something or nothing.

Consumed by the Space that contains the gas/air wwe breathe
There cannot be any other point than, the world as we know it
Knowledge application is wisdom and ability to survive trauma
It happens to all of us, you, me and all of the pent-up bull s#it.

Out of the blue-green sky, you came up to me just like the hussy
I proposed and you married me as we were both high on pussy
Fabulous and showing off my 12 pak, well now, it's a whole case
Grim reaper reaps Love's liver, it filters the image of your face.

Building from the frenzy to the brief climax, it's electrocuted jizz
God ain't here Man, ne'er up in America's prehistoric slo-gin fizz
God's dream of having rich & poor fourish in revolution, my son
I got your land of the free, it's a system of the 4th down and One.

Pistachios and the golden raisins fill the soul with glee, brain nod
Growing like a new snake bein' fed mice for breakfast, need feed
Sevens and elevens between the snake eyes and two or three die
Singapore Sling & Harvey Wallbanger shots until I couldn't lie.

Saddle up with or without you, move when Time & Space collide
All of the above are true, A, B, C, D & then another Bloody Mary
It's grown out grounds of being alive, accidental catasrophic ride
Jack gave up the stacks of wax for electronic repro, it's all the aI.

Held on as long as I could, my fingers failed, knuckles straighten
Falling without my will down the rabbit hole, can't get back up
Down to the core of the planet, hot as a sun, at least I can't burn
Stars burning like me don't burn, already a red giant, it's a sin.

Bible written & edited by dozens of ignorami breed, true faith
Sheep follow the shephard yet they have not decided I'm wraith
Nevertheless, city lights and dark back woods, I'm the sprite chit
Grown after birth on the rat races with the good, bad jokes a bit.

Hot or cold, it's going the opposite of this & that, sure enough too
In the sticks without a thing besides my .357 & 30:06, kill & strut
Bringin' my kills home for suppertime and breakfast just for two
Open road with a foot hard down on the gas, over 100 MPH flow.

Smoked what wasn't flammable with the flame from the matches
Oodles of lungs, oxygen & residue of matter, nuclear reactor dust
Trains rollin' like busses and trucks, only you don't need vigilant
I was in and out of struggle, paid dues & evened up all the odds.

You got a huge flat screen that plays music to me ears, aye lass, Freaks cover up their perfection with hair & naked body cover
Late dates with my high school fling, gave & got back my ring
Cute thing came up to me while I sat at the bar all alone, I sing.

Lookin' good to the DNA, needs to merge the RNA in the pool
It's all about the mutation of the code, look like or unalike, fool
Things happen, love happens at 1st sight, even when it shouldn't
Highest you can get above the ground, better than sixfoot under.

Huff and snort, blow the smoke in & out 'til you mastermind it
Of course you can repeat ad infinitum to pay for the Karma chit
Development of the evil genius' cuniform & hieroglyphics of gods
Ain't fussin' or fightin' wars no more & at mercy of lost keyfobs.

Pretend your daddy & mama sheltered you like the birds & bees
Not an orphan growin' up alone in a large family that was free
Thanks to those folks without whom, none of this is at all possible
I got paid by Memphis, retired thanks to Memphis, dream FDX.

Answered the cold ones that came at me like a gattling gun, won
Got all 24 years eatin' tacos & pasta, keepin' it all alive for fun
Traveled, stayed put, smoked, drank, quit & fell in a rabbit hole
Punks down there with the best of them, doctors, poets & scoal.

Hay is for horses mama'd say, no disrespect for the dead, OM
I think it proves that I was alive & died, here & then, it's gone
You'd hope your dream was true, happiness & spells of witches
To be immortal & usefull idiots of magic and words of all bitches.

Pretending to be both intelligent & invincible in soul and mind
 Body & spirit too in a quadrology of random non-sequitur milk
Survival of the fit, love of breathing & enjoying the free trouble
That come & go, infinity is in charge of the rotation and wobble.

Zebra serious with the fitting into the Earth tones, black & white
Shades from Nigeria dark to Albino white, know enough to fight
For survival in happiness and ease of daily bread git, got it today
Moving down river, up country for fish & game, it's all fair way.

For what it's worth, you're lucky to be alive, some never become
A woman or a man, a girl or a boy, nothing but DNA/RNA son
Shivered myself to sleep outside, up the hill, near a boulder creek
Sun rose in Coloma, middle forked American river, black sheep.

End the finale, before or after you too die, bones in a dust box
No more walks in the woods or anywhere your mama took y'all
To fish for trout in the river or bass in the lake, BBQ and camp
Caught me with my pants down, droppin' a deuce like a tramp.

In reality, I got that PhD. from the philosophers, Marx to YOU
Muddy water down by the Mississippi, Biloxi got gator eyes too
On me and everyone else near the Lousiana swamps, gator grub
In the bog, ancient bones disappeared, couldn't say, not a blurb.

Barometric pressure to obfuscate the muddy ground, I'm stuck
Every day from now on out, I'll remember my final gasp of air
Pure liquid swamp water and I couldn't let it out of me, aw, flux
It doesn't end when it's infinite, smoke in darkness dies, Heaven's Sucks.
F. I. N. I. S.
W.W.A.R.D. ?

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, July XXXIst, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Drafted while crankin' @LynyrdSkynyrd #Gold&Platinum in an infinite loop, on the jukebox in #TheGalacticPizzeria! }

Thursday, June 11, 2026

WORD UP @KORN #StopYoureKillinMe! @PabloPicasso { inspired } #OnlyYouKnowLikeIKnow #DelaneyAndBonney

TIME & MATTER = FORMS

Careless in the presence of broken halos, form to see what ghosts must love, to rescue you
Knowing fear is near to my vest that I have buttoned up and down from my dressed sky-blue
All too human apes in the jungle, a continental neighborhood invokes survival as a species
Divinity sorrow & happiness depend on this Truth, shadowbox God, He’s ahead of his skis.

Hear-say is all we can repeat, the alternative is stone silence forever, without forgiveness lies
That a king in charge has the power to create or destroy creation at will, it is a Power on high
One or more up to the one past infinity, burned into consciousness, recall what never was
Dreamscape of Eternity looks just like the one you see & live within, but I will to re-awaken.

Dead and dying in the blaze of the sunlight, star of gas burns as if there’s no tomorrow, too
There ain’t if it quits the burn, fortune makes the life of gas a crapshoot, nobody knows it all
Somebody knows more than they're saying out loud; it’s got to be only special and epic times
Then two words will be loud and easy to hear & learn what it means to be Woman or Man.

Other than you got lucky or your karma is negative & you’re workin’ it off of your mind’s soul
Love you more than I hate myself, it’s the reason why I’m still here & now, not lost anymore
You found me in a swamp, or was it in a blue sea swimmin’ about lookin’ at freedom’s door
Launched and I can’t see in the dark, so I just keep movin’ never stoppin’ until a black hole.

Comprehend the meaning of your specific life & then life in general, you’ll understand it all
Why there’s air and water, heavy air when oxygen & hydrogen force molecular mix in a ball
All of it’s the way it is because that was the intent of the Will to power behind the façade
Without regrets, let it all hang out from the hiding places where bogey men hide a blade.

Enough of the this and that given to me for free, I didn’t deserve it, didn’t want it, yet I’m me
Still not doin’ what the others want me to do, I don’t need the help, shame on the Holy See
Known at all times in Space, we’re transitory, not immortal & we’ll die like all the rest, OMG
I say a ghost is in the machine, it’s will to be done, dream’s over, woke up, you disappeared.

I told you to go pound sand, and you should have listened to my instructions. I’ll tell no lie
You would have been happy to be alive & thriving on the islands of your choice, a mainland
Perfection itself, an abstraction of Rock & Roll, I lectured y’all minions who consume sand
Not literally, figuratively of course, spits it out as if it’s in there anyway, I ain’t the one, I’m fly.

To deport or not is a conundrum, where will the destination be, the moon? The Moon? Yes
No or maybe so, it’s ipso facto the same thing on a different day, think millions of miles afar
Billions of light-years ahead & behind us right here and now, where we sit upon fake thrones
As kings and queens, barons, traders, and thieves, all take a part in the melee of 208 bones.

Only you know like I know, that once you find out the Truth about the nature of things, well
It’s impossible to forget the Truth once one knows it; to share it with others is verboten too
Not that they wouldn’t listen, the Truth is, absolute Truth will set you free forever while alive
Dead friends know the Truth as you do, I warned a dead man not to jackknife off a high dive.

by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Thursday June 11th 2026 Anno Domini @ 1717 hours PMPST

{ Drafted as young prey, created as old hunter of prey, while jammin’ to the frequency of GOD on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/live/rrY6Nm7jiQQ?si=TtcZOGMkED4cL53a }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

The Poet & A Young Girl Picasso