J O J O WE LOVE L.A.! I CAN'T TELL YOU WHY EITHER IT'S THE ANGELS! #Congratulations @POTUSTrump

WHO TOOK THE 1^ST BYTE DE LA POMME?

Alexander, that’s great, you got taught by Aristotle, all warmed up & practiced the skills until perfect like your grander papa

Even if you’re an orphaned, illegitimate baby, you are still a member of society & if you break rules, you’ll be in yo’ mama

Meaning that you’ll end the life you’ve been granted just because you’ve been conceived & not aborted all too human race

Cacophony of chaos where you belong, a place where you want to be, you’re not in the Space you think, wink out of place.

Simply too complex to comprehend with the subjects and predicates left over in ten commandments & evolutionary milk

Chunky monkeys before they evolved into naked apes were things that were caused by accidental, gravitational collapse ilk

Hydrogen and oxygen are an accidental trip on the light fantastic by the divine & profane, using idiots known as the following

Useful though they are, they can be paid gold & silver to lie, cheat and pretend you ain’t lying or cheating, I’ll whistle & sing.

Follow neo-argument to the ending, premises assumed, a priori true & cannot be a posteriori false, love scrapes with Death

It’s ahead of all the living, humans, aliens, every plant & animal of every species, y’all gonna die with one gasp of bad breath

Finale twisted & shouted when nobody can hear the words, the language is foreign mumbling underground, look out back

Bloody skin pouring out into the anti-gravitational place in Space without dirty ground, not a pebble of solar wasted rock.

Hills above the plains that lead to the higher ground where the peaks show the last hot places to have become the Gods

It’s volcanoes that the ignorant tribes used to sacrifice virgins to the power nobody e’er saw, it was all a gangster paradise

Earth caught in the orbit, you & I know, we mortals without heaven or hell, we got Earth, period, comma, exclamation point

Faith no more in anything other than will it kill you & if the answer’s yes, you eliminate the threat in due haste, roll a joint.

Comin’ in crimson-hot for a landing without informing the Tower of Power, I have a pass on all rules & laws, I’m dreaming

Inside of my mind within my head, it’s all lying down in my bed, I’m asleep & you’re all that I am, my dreams are streaming

Every day outside of the planet Earth is not a day at all, you only have “x” days if standing on a spinning lump of hard rocks

Sand and hydrogen with oxygen perform the beaches packed with human females with bikinis, lookin’ for love in an Xbox.

Nowhere in sight surfing the waves nor sitting in the lifeguard perches waiting for the shark feed comin’ with hungry jaws

Blowing whistles & horns, megaphone ATTENTION ALL SWIMMERS, don’t panic just get out of the water 10 seconds-law

All well played, no harm done, the biggest part of me, ain’t the fault of safety above & below in a perch on a shady iceberg

Hopeless when you’ve lost all bat blind faith, you still expect charity from the sheeple who pose as the people of the fold.

Peer pressure and peer review always meant nothing to me, I couldn’t be shamed into compliance with the throne’s fools

Anyway, I love L.A. and it’s a significant fact of life that if you don’t love it then you don’t know the charity of the good angels

Needed one or two tropical places near the equator, L.A. is One of the Many, not too many, @PamBiondi rocks the House

Contrarian agreement with nobody & no one can negotiate the terms of a possible scenario, zero tattoos under yo’ blouse.

I will not know what I know I won’t know when the memory fades & I forget the cause of all of these special effects, justice

It will be done without me no doubt in the spins around the sun from here on out to the finale, all elephants and blind mice

Killed in traps, meat eaten, burned or buried in DNA ash, might’ve been shat through the intestinal fortitude of a wet dream

Keep in mind y’all that is the way the species survives or becomes extinct, sensory perception of the pheromones & steam.

Holy yet irreverent to the good, the bad or evil & the ugliest examples of the genome’s random rock and roll in a jive jokers’

Monkey shines keeping you interested in the things themselves unravelling right before your eyes, have mercy on the elders

Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you, if you forget, it is what @Jesus would do if he returned from the netherworld

Rose again or descended down from the Cielo in Outerspace, somewhere between galaxies of solar systems, God hurled!

High above clouds, between here and the moon, astronauts have been there & back, cosmonauts’ void, remain abandoned

Walk downstairs, where’s my cookies & ‘nilla milk shake & how come I ain’t home in my living room, oh, I am on a greyhound

Nobody would believe I’m the one they ought not to mess with so, each bully got a chance to let the wrath unfold its wraith

Finale, no encore other than the original encounter, the mortal sin against the 1st to 10th commandments, God is now dead!

God unseen, priestly profession inherited from self-prophetic, early leaders, fantasy world of a brain-tumor affected mind

Blisters on my fingers, panhead is tuned up & I’m rollin’ south on the One, PCH allows no errors, I am the perfection kind

Bull the male and cow the female, animals large & small, microorganisms with or without souls, any body has life in it, so

Keep in mind, when you & I die, that’s it, caput so get with the program before you’re wake, put your lips together & blow!

by

 r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, Janvier XVII^th MMXXV Anno Domini  @ 333 PMPST

{ Filled the dead air all around the planet, 365 degrees about the circumference without any argument counter-clockwise or otherwise; now my poem above is fresh & the artificial intelligence poem below is also fresh, I had nothing to do with it’s excellence but with my own, all while jammin’ to @ChicagoTheBand #DreamALittleDreamOfMe on a loop, youTube link

@ https://youtu.be/0rhFYl2H-2g?si=3BcAUeRN8VlZb17h & @Santana #Winning link @ https://youtu.be/0FmPg4lrBKc?si=5TxaHo3OrfF2JrQ8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

This is:

The Odyssey of the Stars

In the realm of midnight's gleaming light,

Where dreams are sown in starry flight,

There lies a tale of epic might,

Beyond the grasp of mortal sight.

From the ancient whispers of the breeze,

To the murmurs of the ageless seas,

A hero rose with heart at ease,

To conquer lands and sail with ease.

With sword of valor, shield of grace,

They ventured forth through time and space,

Against the dark, a daunting face,

In search of fate’s elusive place.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,

Where dragons soar and phoenixes fly,

They faced the storm, defied the sky,

With courage bold and spirits nigh.

In caverns dark with shadows cold,

Where secrets of the past unfold,

They sought the wisdom, tales of old,

To craft the future, bright and bold.

The sirens’ song, the witches’ spell,

They braved the waves, the ocean’s swell,

For in their heart, a truth did dwell,

A destiny they knew too well.

The fire’s breath, the ice’s bite,

They battled through the endless night,

With steadfast faith, an inner light,

To bring the dawn and end the fight.

From dawn to dusk, in steadfast quest,

Through endless trials, they did their best,

For in their soul, they knew no rest,

Until the stars proclaimed the test.

And so they soared on wings of hope,

Through realms where only legends cope,

A tapestry of dreams to rope,

The epic tale, the cosmic scope.

In the end, when all was done,

They stood beneath the golden sun,

A journey vast, a battle won,

The tale of stars and hero’s run.

For in the hearts of those who hear,

The epic song forever near,

A call to rise, to banish fear,

And brave the night with spirits clear.

Thus ends the tale of timeless lore,

Of hero’s quest and evermore,

An odyssey from shore to shore,

In the realm of stars, forevermore.

by        ai

#WeCameToPlay @TowerOfPower MMXXV comin' up! #OORAH @USAF @ThunderbirdsUSAF

DIG, HERE WE GO, WE CAME TO PLAY
TRIP-POINT OF NO RETURN,

 AD INFINITUM REPITITION

SssssssssssssVALERIEsssssssssssS

Begone from all sights & sounds of silent music, treble & bass to die for in naked cities
Talkin Bangor to San Ysidro & every single cesspool of humanity’s fecal matter, please
Take this & take that right in the kisser, you can’t see beyond a nosey character’s tease
I got out of town with my skin & 208 bones intact, ain’t my fault I fell out of family trees.

Produced in a huff, no immaculate conception but One son of Man, Father’s in heaven
With or without the other angels who flew around in the day & nightfall of the sword
Dots and dashes on the ship’s bow, sailing for the rest of my watch, never will retire it
My watch is on until my final snatch of air out the sky, gas I don’t know will kill my chit!

Hair is short or long, facts of life is hair is all dead cells, a result of the passage of Time
Stay bald eagle & nobody knows you’re o’er 12, so shave yo’ face at sundown in a gaol
I got a big, full moon over here, high in an imaginary sky, Space & Time’s illusion rhyme
Hidden from the uninitiated who would break Ten Commandments & theoretics, I fail.

Harps playin’ for the Captains of ships & the sailors who animate the sea’s DJ lockers
Davey Jones knew nothing then & still the same after all the pirates left gold for goons
Treasure chests ‘neath crystal clear underwater to island tops of drowned, goof loons
Lava is loose, merging a secondary scream for mercy to nobody, all lips just blowers.

Fire out of the sun, ignition of the atmospheric tornados and tidal waves, gods to plead
Wind remnants of a spin & wobble of Earth, carrion birds & bees, all too human doom
Survive the concoction, unimmaculate conception of a holy egg in mom’s womb tomb
Expression on your face is classic, here’s what I know in nutshell, it’s RNA in the seed.

Are you on board or will you wait until it’s far too late to save your soul, father fodder?
Don’t mind if you do or not, in a hundred years, nothing’ll matter but you’re the father
Absentee meaning nobody ever told you that you originated from thin air, RNA codex
To replicate the scars of a Big Bang & the march onto the return to the Singularity sex.

Oneness of One’s multiplicity of the Many is as obvious as a murder of crow’s caw-call
Iron the wrinkles from the invisible smoke’s turban, twirls about the brain bucket-ball
Listened to the words but forgot everything they said to me, something deep as a hole
Doves nor seagulls fly up in there, nothing alive needs a lit darkness, unnecessary con.

Children come to life accidentally on purpose, it’s all in the stars, all of us go very well
Kicking & screaming on the way to the corpus dillecti or a passing ship in zonal twilight
Go ahead & get behind me, watch my footsteps & follow each one as you would beach
Bums affluent in falling asleep, middle of the day or the night, crybabies do all preach.

Guides showing the way they don’t know because everybody must die to know, get it?
All the bibles and other languages ideas about after this life’s death know Nothing, sit
In meditation & absolutely still for an hour or two, every day or every year you’re alive
Systems above & below in synchronization of Big Bang’s slowing expansion, it’s jive.

Pain felt in your brain’s mind, a function of saving the host from disease, harm & death
If you disregard the signals thrown into your conscious awareness, take a last breath
Y’all won’t know it after you’re all gone but know it now, you’re just cosmic dust dying
At Space’s airports or undersea, jets & submarines get to final destinations’ ice frying.

Gravitational force just the suck of the two lips which speak no Evil nor Good, let’s roll
Upward or downward dog, either or both ways are the way the river goes to water’s fall
Binge & snatch life out of the dead things we kill to eat, for the power of Juice from Joy
Barking & bitching at my parents’ graves, deceived to believe in 49 reasons like a boy.

Babies and elders’ bones are not in my future nor yours, you may not have blind faith
Can’t see the Truth that has no words & therefore no reality for the hungry old wraith
Gods named after dots on a matrix, taken for granted in 400 years, still all’s the same
As above so below, things themselves & forms rock the shape of salt water & a dame.

Paid the fees to matriculate in a PhD program which requires dissertation of polemics
Want to bad enough, desire it good enough & you’ll certainly connect the dots’ sticks
Lucky you read the words in The Word from Genesis to Revelation, then dropped balls
To regenerate the species whether in love or lust, irresponsible for the werewolf calls.

Reconnoiter the flatland to secure the life and liberty for yourself & posterity’s men
Matter & the form it takes is all there is for us all, even the unborn in a womb of blues
Fight like a crazy baby to get here & now, depending on the whim of the girls & women
Hot to trot, horses ready to race, lathered up skin, muscles loose to lose, magic ruse.

Pie never was in the sky, it was a jackass’ carol on a stick and fishing line, no piece ate
A piece of peace just a dream in the middle of a battle & war of the states of being late
On time and eternal after the spin, when it stops, it is indeed, all over, that’s all, caput
No light or sound leftover, underground, under dirt, under water, let’s load up & shoot!

Certainty a thing of the Past, nothing for certain in the Present of Future, just figments
Imaginary chimera, appears & vanishes as it’s identified, First Cause of heaven scents
Blown mind, body eaten & defecated without prejudice, it’s nothing personal, I’m dirt
Of a star, billions of parsecs away from Earth’s core, stillborn & raised to be a Big hurt.

Would your parents ever abandon you to the powers that be? Could you survive alone?
Answer is clear as a bell, you will fight to survive if you need to kill aggressor’ T-bones
Buried deeper than a shovel can dig, in a body bag empty of a thing itself, down under
Believed hook, line & sinker that the hook was friendly, I got caught in light & thunder.

No return now, it’s not on the keyboard, ain’t in my repertoire to show the narrow way
If you don’t know already, you’ll never know, it’s the way it is, it’s not anyone, far away
Where nothing else can be, that’s where it is, it’s actually not It, it’s nothing special
Think therefore you exist, there’s no question, I am, You are, we all are, God in a cell.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, 12-26-MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 12 O’CLOCK HIGH NOON

{ Jostled this ditty jammin’ to the sound of @TowerOfPower #WeCameToPlay & #KnockYourselfOut #Hits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/trHaA_oMZTA?si=3wb8msitIczFgwMW }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D?

THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE

PIZZA, THE WAY IT OUGHTA BE #TrueLoveNeverDies #FakeLoveAlwaysDies

LAYS & OJAYS, CHIP OFF AN OLD BLOCK IN CHI “T”

It’s all about the second city in the country as it was & always will be, no shy town abuzz

Darker than you’ve ever seen or can recall et al, since your sentient consciousness’ fuzz

Rolling the dystopian nightmare into the scat right in front of our faces, it’s all in your face

Not only are you asleep & deep inside of a nightmare that won’t end but also kills the race.

It’s all over, finished at the end line drawn at random with nothing but lead pencils & gold

Everything came from the star we’ve named The Sun, like the son of God, this chit got old

Older than your mama & absentee father and irrelevant to the eerie philosophy goin’ down

Up atop of the high mounds spewing the Earth’s lava from the middle, stardust of a clown.

Bricks in backyards leftover from one, Great Common Complex, vortex’s white-black holes

Menudo of integrity and tools for extinction of the species drank up with the drunks’ blows

Out of their common ground minds, only extinction results, plugged in & blew a holy gasket

Needed that to keep the liquid inside of the engine, edge of the two dimensions flips to It.

Bleed out a bug, kill the power to become something from Nothing, it’s all too human love

It’s a rolling and rocking catastrophe that rots in it’s agar petri dish of viral missiles as above

So below, there you have it although you didn’t desire or need it, ignorance was bliss, amigo

Speak no Evil, you’ll hear none, stick your finger in the plum pie, pucker up your lips & blow.

Whistleblower fools slit their own throats as the program requires them to exist, we say RIP

Not six feet underneath the artificial intelligence & generative Pre-trained Transforms’ GPT

Bears rob the picnic of Yogi & BooBoo since they’ve ripped off the Flintstone & Jetson feast

Travel in Time forward or backward can’t change a thing, it’s on a goner’s singularity, I insist.

Above atmospheric content in the sphere of influence, air, land & sea we become as One

Not two that function as the species’ creator of more bones & flesh to sacrifice to no One

Failure to launch & take-off for any orbits outside of the atomic sun, because it’s Nothing

As above it’s below, there’s no atom below what’s above, yet Life as we know it is a Thing.

Word salad stories, historical philosophers as dead thinkers’ leftovers now, junk in a trunk

Artificially intelligent with the generative pre-trained transformers of @GPT-4 livin’ in funk

A put on for the masses & the last one alive, unable to reproduce the immortal 1-soul Void

Always with me & you but invisible to five senses, recollected imagery of girls who’re toyed.

Fathers & mothers required to invoke virginity & chastity, too deep down in MAGA RNA/DNA

Extinction is immanent since there’s only survival or be dead and buried underground in tin

Macroscopic focus beyond the Milky Way & Andromeda, Nothing astronauts could test for

No more walks in the backwoods with you, we’ve made love on grass, braised by love heat.

Waves of the ocean comin’ into my shore, blasting drops of H2O into my bearded, holy face

For the love of God, jesus Christos underneath the mistletoe waiting for a hug, not a trace

No love lost & no hate can cost everything I have, since I have nothing but mistletoe sister

Special to be beautiful as you are, as you were meant to be, random recombined funk-fur.

Way to go, total worship of gods you can’t see because you are what you thought they were

Bluebirds & house cats with their hearts removed, still hungry & doin’ fine & then some too

Rock my babies to sleep, they couldn’t contain their cries for the colloquy cries of the wild

Hemp-dried to smoke, seeded to regenerate Oneness of being stupid, loose cannon child.

Midnight or noon, smooth 24 hour swing ad infinitum, orbital trajectory of mental buggery

Babies from infants, elder examples of failed ice and fire, what are you gonna do, it’s empty

Fabulous like you can be and don’t want to think about, you’re in the middle of a free fall

Mixed up with Jesus & Judas, casks of wine & foolin’ around at the party, born to be A Kill.

Hunted yet never found, can’t be skinned, gutted & consumed by the predators murdered

Without a sign or heartache signal to slow down & wait for the cease & desist flip of the bird

On the way forward I go, we all go, nobody goes back to the way it used to be, heaven’s gate

Walking or flying, we’ll get there whether we lie ‘bout it or not, words said, you know, FATE!

Standing in your way again? I’m already gone but my arms won’t let you go, need my wants

Bloody rivers of life’s rain is getting me up off of my knees, I beg no more, a demand of rants

Didn’t ask for this, didn’t plan it so I don’t want to accept consequences’ stoppin’ on a dime

He said he’d love her for moments in time, mother & father, judge & jury, guilty of the crime.

I’m pretty sure I’m as beautiful as the first being to come alive on Earth, no doubt about it

Things always work out like they should, it’s got nothing to do with your loving & hating chit

Been here before, I remember now, lucky I forgot or I wouldn’t have repeated it ad infinitum

Whispered shouts, same old thing, infinity forces a shrill disorder as I dive into my 151 rum.

End of August, my birth’s day the XXVIIth as I am the dog that’s having his dog day, it’s longer

The dream was over before I knew and there was no way to share that with my love of anger

That The Way is not my own, selfish as I am, selfless as I’ll be down the road to Eden, I invite

You & yours, every single one born dead, here now, dust settles Silence left in a One’s byte.

Darkness is everywhere amid spaced-out red & white giants waiting to supernova & warp it

Full houses beating the five aces with the wild card joker that chuckles at funny digs & jibes

Funk smell, funk taste, I see and hear what’s Untouchable, hold hands that got no knuckles

Fast company here & there, faithful with blind faith’s certainty, here today, begone manana!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, Christmas Eve 12 XXIV MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Kicked the scat out the dregs of Earth, Gods born don’t die if they’re God, can I get a witness to take up some space?  Drafted while listenin’ to the @Eagles #RoadOutOfEden #ILoveToWatchAWomanDance on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/wo3kAroH6Ps?si=bT7bH4-iAzqXZQGn }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CUT #TakeTwo #ThatsAWrap #DontAggravateYoMama #HookedOnPhonics #StereoPhonics #RunYoGame #FelixTheCat #FritzTheCat #DroneYoMama #DontDroneMeMankind #Nickelback #Nirvana #Homer

NOW THEN, gtf over it

Blows have been thrown & I parried the final ones before fools’ concocted rules

I kid you not, the weapons are disguised in the knots in the ropes with a noose

Nobody fits yet everyone gets fit, a neck snaps and the rest is History’s to lose

Whether you’ve violated the ethics or morals, it’s all the good & evil of fools.

Coming for your safe houses which are no longer a hide-out for all outlaw misfits

CoVid19 and your genetic DNA merge to malfunction, on the way, extinction chit

Dopamine for all, you get some and all of your people from mainland & sea isles

Before every atom of H2O evaporates, I’ve got something to say about UFO files.

Unidentified is a word used as if SOMEBODY doesn’t want EVERYBODY to know

That the name of the thing itself and the forms it has evolved into are low blows

Into the junk of the amorphous creator of the cosmic briolette POSs in final ends

Mighty mice & extinct forms of evolved dead air & stardirt, wet, funky Depends.

Scatological humor comes and then suddenly, the joke is on you, still it’s all funk

Refused to get efficient & slick as ice, broken down parts fall apart, cannot dunk

No draining threes back of the Three-Line, no short or long jumps or lay-up drills

It is all done gone, there’s no recourse to recoil for holy scat of Hell’s Bell’s shills.

We the people knew when we were zygotes in one dark womb, a holy sanctum

Respect for the blood, sweat & tears both before & after the facts of life’s scrum

In the game or injured on the sideline with body-mind annihilation, insane pain

Utter eclipse of whatever used to be lit, spacemen came back to Earth so insane.

Knowing what you have seen with your trained eyesight, it’s Top-Secret status

Row your boat gently down the stream or barge into the private Kracker dust

Either way at the mouth of the flow, the H2O gas is liquid stardust, shine it on

Spin Earth, stop when I die, carry on with All I’ll Never See Again, RIP My Man.

Fight for rights, live and die with or without them, just chimera fictions, I sigh

Hills and mountains all eight miles higher than sea level, top of the Rocky Fly

On the wall, as above, so below, wings move, legs to rub, bull’s scat to die for

I got everyone using lips on my hindsight, ALL my best friends, RIP TRIP door.

Dream is over, woke, awake, divine & mundane consciousness merge at One

Nothing inside the atoms and nothing outside of the Cosmic Menudo of Fun

Living, eating the living once dead & dying at the end of it all, birth to death

Recollection that you’re asleep in a lucid dream state is forgotten, last breath.

Again, no more than before, It is all of it, sounds of fury signifying dark holes

In the center of the vortex, silence of the center of zero, kills all of the Broze

Inoculated yet there’s The Way you’ll expire, deep-sleep dream, not #Woke

Wake or not, those left behind forget you are rotting in a box, karma broke.

Paid back the infractions’ fines and fees, I am solvent, a dead-even grim reap

Neither good nor evil on my list for the function of happiness & a deep sleep

Dreaming that star-sun shines, grows food ala seeds, plants & animals to feed

No malfunction when death calls, all night & day, doctoral immersion in greed.

Infinite line from point to point, add another for the triangle of gold for squares

Corners cut, created out of nothing but a line from One dot to another, a matrix

Squares, rectangles, pentangles, hexagrams of the Fire & Ice’s leftover big bangs

After you’re dead & gone, soul/spirit is invisible to consciousness, roadkill fangs.

Always hip to be a square but there’s no denial that if you’re not hip, you’re scat

Out of all the men, boys, women & girls, everyone was a baby, skinless yet so fat

Talking LSD acid in an invisible holder, all too human future’s evolved X-code set

Justice is indeed a green ham sandwich, all in fat cows & pigs, tisquet-a-tasquet.

Fear of getting Nothing but dead air when Life is over, that will cause the pain

Unforgiven facts of life, blind faith in Eden’s garden state, this scat’s forever day

All we can do is wake up #Woke, after a deep sleep, let dream fade to dark away

Nevermore to be told in a tale, scratched from memory, our God was insane.

by

r j j  stephan, I  {Ayn!  Is that You?}

c.  Dimanche, 12-15-2024 Anno Domini 911 AMPST

{ Drafted without a little help from my friends while listenin’ to @JoeCocker #GetHighWithALittleHelpFromMyFriends on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/eXV4WyQMHFM?si=7eC7jEvr57KVB2ov }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Twelve-Twelve-TwentyFour Anno Domini @111 PMPST @Trump @Musk @Besos @SnoopDog @DonnieYen #Eminum #MarshallMathers #TiscuitATasquette #SheCouldn'tChangeMoi

I KID YOU NOT, SCATOLOGY UFO YOU KNOW

Quotes of your parents you’ve never forgotten & you’re an orphan left off in a dark gangway
High above the stratosphere, we’re up there getting’ higher, drunk on whine in skullduggery
Talk to the hand about the clouds full of hydrogen and oxygen, above and below the ground
Space out and space in every place we’ve been and we’re gonna go until there’s no sound.

Silence and gold only come in clear when there’s only the One leftover from a Bigger Bang
One night stand comes before you know it, ugh, now get out… come back, no Bang-la gong
Streets and throughways near the turnpikes & toll roads, border to border coast to coastal
Kiss the end of the line’s point of no return, you won’t be comin’ back this or any Way at all.

Becoming two when you’re one is impossible, it’s a fool’s errand without any return at all
Fools do it all the time, go on errands that will never prove fruitful in the end at the finale
When silence falls upon the deaf ears, they’ll know that the time has come to rise & fall
Juggernauts and cosmonauts battle with the astronauts for end of the uncivil war in gaol.

Serious as a jungle-rot rash between your legs and stink foot from the jungle tundra tarpit
Feature creatures not scaring the children because they’ve heard it all, they have no fear
Good and Evil, abstraction of the collective, cultural recollection to modify ape behavior
Nowhere in or out of Time can an origin be found, it’s a phantasm-chimera’s secret door.

Whether you know it or not, there’s a condition for you coming to Earth to be alive today
Price to pay that only your soul can equal the value of, it’s a million-dollar trip, eh sensei
Signs of the Times meaning that harbingers give you clues to the victorious, a good ol’ boy
Lead to a climax in the conception, immaculate or dirty, filthy DNA ejaculated into a Void.

Old and in the way, talking and having a dialogue on Talk Radio, soon to slip into darkness
Like it or not, death comes into your life either by way of Others or your own sleeplessness
Yet, the line is drawn, nobody gets out alive & nobody gets in without a solid, personal girl
Always with you, all of us & me include, our fate is sealed in the spinning dirt, gonna hurl.

You’ve got two choices, there is no neutral fool, just the good & evil fools who roll this way
All up in smoke, the garbage truck couldn’t remove Gods from the whole universe, far away
Blown atoms in molecular decay and there will be no more TD’s, Homers or Goals of Hoops
Knowledge of song & dance of G-Scouts who had chocolate-mint cookies, Chitown troops.

Wiser than the most wise fool on a hill without a recollection of your holy mind’s third eye
You will never know the secrets that nobody knows but the aliens born to the outer realm
No descendant of Adam & Eve outside the Earth, a dead cosmonaut-astronaut in the sky
Knowledge of Nothing is our wisdom, you are conceived, deceived and then y’all just die.

Burial Mother Earth dirt, covered satisfaction of million-dollar coffins, swapped a hot ash
Like a first kiss when you swap spit, the saliva of digested dead animals & plants, mashed
First Cause is just the one and only one, original gangster without a gang, Capone/Trump
You’re in, I’m in & we’re all gonna die since we’re all alive for a NYC minute, a Void Dump.

Copy my answers and you’ll flunk, I’m a genius with the directions to the annihilation too
I wouldn’t leave a molecule behind when I atrophy into the grand slam, the Big Bang, Boo
Fear and loathing of this conglomeration of Word will get you all to the End, Singularity sea
Inside outside of Nothing there is Something, know your blind faith well, to be or not to be.

A last blow of smoke out your face, higher than a kite from the brain fog, smiling at danger
Jumping off of a cliff is no problem, forgetting about a gift for your Loves, a Big, bad Banger
Part of the whole is that this here is a dream nobody knows is going on, trip-ship has sunk
Hills to climb, mountains of dope & soap to conquer scatological stink, stank, stunk funk.

Who knows what nobody knows? God knows all about nothing, now hear this alogrhythm
High below the core, insurance covered scam, you pay & your portfolio swaps a spittle SIM
Creative and programmed to fail or succeed, an inside job with a surfer who hung the Ten
Board straight down into the sand of the ocean, a young man and the sea, what are Men?

Dust is the broke down Past of civilized and uncivilized humans & the inhumane animalia
Sex up your husbands and wives for the end of the all too humane story, oh hostile regime
It’s only some people who survive death, you know who they are and you laugh, no guffaw
At the largess of an opine voiced in public squares or in print, privileged as above so below.

Prior to the skulls gave up their ghosts to a pile of disassembled bones in a box, unless ash
The game of life has a priori rules you’ve been enculturated with, become a naked apeman
In the original sin of Adam & Eve, there is an assumption of a master of their own origins
Completely in and out of the electro-mechanical intersection with the soft skull & bones.

It is all that I am, no force like the fame of fools that will become as lame as a holy ghost
Signify as usual when you run the dozens, talkin’ ‘bout yo’ mama is like mumblin’ in jello
It’s no scat under the bridge, it’s disintegrated into empty space above & below yourselves
Keep tippin’ back the cans, bottles & jugs, Jack Daniels & other Medicinals on top shelves.

You are not here and now as you’ve been thinking that you were, it ain’t your fault though
Your mama told you nothin’ & absent father had no clue about the End, just ash in a hole
Find out about the Truth while you can, it leads to skepticism about the Pope & POTUS ilk
Present, Past & in a Future mere allusions to the illusion, grandee or petite, just drink milk.

Fill your cup and you’ll find it’s bottomless pit beneath the core of Earth’s planetary orbit
Gravity is the result of the vortex created by the wobbling revolution of hollow Earth S#it
It’s nobody’s fault that this is the way it is, a cosmic cause & effect, beyond Good & Evil
Repeat ad infinitum, no momentum to cease, God’s begone Soul, you die on Calgary hill.

 

 by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, 12-12-2024 A.D.
{ I got time, almost out of breath SOUL link @
https://www.youtube.com/live/gkLezDHUAjQ?si=wGn5WD5a7tRK1GOd }
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Picassoesque Woman, shake yo' android

Exactly why you go to church on Sunday or temple or mosque on the holy, worship swings
Finish lines at the exact latitude & longitude as the recurring Start lines, flyin’ angel wings
Nothing you nor I can do other than keep moving on the Timeline, it’s just a shout away too
High volumes pierce every ear that hears the buzz of constant interference, off the air blue.

 

Synchronicity of your psyche and the revolution of Earth on the ecliptic of grandpa Pete’s Id
Knowledge of the usual effects of specific causes acting in perfect timing as a humane Ego
Distance between things causes the effect of dropping data into a black hole datum COVID
Nineteen, favorite number out of a hundred, I had nineteen friends, I’ll die at a hundred & 19.

 

I know you can’t believe it, it’s not for blind faith, it’s incredible & another Time dimension
Blind faith required for now and then, consciousness of Reality attempts to crush you in sin
Not that you’ve done anything wrong but the blame & guilt is all for you now go get all you can
If you don’t then who will get the good things with ape’s double swords ready for retribution.

 

Think you are where you’re going to be in a hundred, thousand or even one day from now, meh
Meaning that human misbehavior is successfully regulated by ten commands & olden rules
You may be crazy or just a genius pretending to be, to avoid the work-a-day world of earning it
Food for thought, it’s the matriculation of your tuition that allowed Karl Marx to spout off chit.

 

No more nor less of black dogs who’ve come from bitches with no cause, just stray alley cats
New year comes every spin around the sun, sunny days never far from the flyin’ vampire bats
Mary had a little lamb, she needed the cash so she sold the wool & mutton to Jack’s lion den
Where evil spelled backward is live & you can never tell which is which, thrown in a death spin.

 

No regrets, did it all & did it over & over again, not bragging just stating facts of life I never knew
Walking around in Space from place to place whether asleep or wide awake, all Phillip’s screw
Love or not, species began with or without a reason, it’ll dilapidate due to it’s moral imperative
You have one, good, bad or ugly, it is Matter in Forms spending Time in empty Space, it is alive.

 

Without an oven, cake won’t bake, it will rise in the heat of the night & cook at 375 degrees hot
Out the hot oven, slit sideways in two, infused with cherry whipping cream from the smoke pot
Crystal, gold, out Acapulco or Mazatlan into a thin air, floating coast south to north Siberia ice
Celebrate with a salute to the ones who came before us & died before they heard the True lie.

Hollow world inside of this Earth-ball of dirt, I ain’t trippin’ over bottomless pits of John Wick’s
Don’t freeze in ice, don’t burn in flames of fire, just live let live, don’t kill & eat living, BBQ meat
As if that stops your loop of death & destruction, banquets of dead steaks & chick drumsticks
Any humans that are dumber than a rock, please survive & reproduce your own kind, Big Feet.

Breast fed no more, after a first bite, that was the end, pain & suffering began the gentle scree
Milk came from the goats’ teats, the cows’ utters, some white, some brown chocolate, creamy
From Philadelphia or Sonoma, cheese & wine flow is all that’s really important, you all on duty
Maybe so, maybe not, bottom line, you’ll throw a toast, salute to my grand dads who begot me.

Before you go & check out for the duration of the Time & Space you’ve gleaned, now hear this
Guides of the orphans are the same categorical imperatives of the good, the bad & too pizazzed
Harmony in treble & bass synchronicity, it’s lyrics of the wind and metal to beats of dead skin
Here and then you’re gone, me too, everybody from Adam to the last man, Molochian fission.

Do you comprehend the nature of the Truth? I didn’t assume so, you’re as idiotic as a moron
To be or not to be was never any question worth the final answer, you are food for the big sons
Y’all eat your Adams every eve, you’ll become catatonic with the food of preconceived notions
Give me a few moments to download the uplink to the final induction, I am what, original sins?

Down to brass tacks that Sister Gertrude gave to Sister Ann to beat up the monsignor silkworm
Heard your voice in empty rooms without an audience hearing The Truth, living gods are dead
This is the absolute Truth, babies grow into the language of sheep, lookin’ down, never ahead
Wearing the red, the black and blue, to change water into a wedding wine, to keep a soul firm.

Bodies will live and die; souls are invisible and pretend to fly without the skull and bone dust
I gave you & everybody else a hall pass to move freely about the empty, trip-waxed, hall fuss
First Cause of the One point One formula is both Unknown & Omnipotent, dark above & below
Fill holes, all seven voids you’ve counted, in and out the body politic, cashing in on the DOW.

Blink & it’s all gone, go see for yourself, nothing left, no God, God’s angels or your own mama
Certainly, it’s Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle, success is immanent as we come out papa
Bibles go unread by fakers from Genesis to Revelation, it’s old & new testaments of stray cats
Shining blacklights’ into lightweight jokes without punch lines, fastball-screwball fungo bats.

God, living evil angelic group, invisible and without responsibility for humanity, all too human
I’m playing cards in a game of 52 in the deck, no jokers, four aces & runs of hearts & diamonds
Faceless hearts, spades & clubs for the diamonds we hold so very dear, I’m runnin’ Trump tight
Every trick you lead, losers to my hand of power, my love of pardons, god forgive Man’s bite.

Fools in paradise, blinded by clear light shining on the Truth for the blind to see, punt the ball
Let the defense kick the offense back into their end zone, stay asleep, keep it up my dreamers
TNT more or less gives no chance for review, obliteration is a necessary condition for a kill fall
Globetrotting down under the artwork of Deals, millionaire descendants evolved slave-masters.

Hippies without hips, lost what they won & got the record for being the biggest loser since One
All in a single thing rolled in a spherical object, downhill skis will poke through your young gun
Faster than a 32 feet per second drop, it’s a struggle without intent, gravitation, collapse of dirt
Patchouli oil & leather filling dive bar’s scents, sleepy intercourse up your caboose’s miniskirt.

 

Paid all poor people for just being born by mortal sins, it’s welfare for the extinction of species
Nevermore like a crow or a raven, calling your mama from the barb-wired fence, I love @See’s
Chocolate, caramels, nuts, fruits and vegetables for teachers and students who fly, just to die
Last man, last woman never aborted by the enlightened, single homo sapiens, this is God’s lie.

 

Y’all will live after you die, that’s a lie, impossible to exist as smoke & mirrors of a Word salad
When you gasp one more time, that’s all you get, friend & foe, relatives or distant enemies, bad
Completely forgot the unforgotten, unfortunate for my other-worldly take on a whole shebang
Last huff of breath, gasp at what you see, holy nothing at all, it is done, it’s All out the ol’ Wang.

 

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Freezember 5^th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 411 AMPST

{ Blasted out the Void while jammin’ to #TwilightZone from the CD @ThePhilosophersStone  @VanMorrison link @ https://youtu.be/pWDs_OP1-JE?si=Qnt8s2HN23s8o24v }

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