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GHOSTS INSIDE YOUR HEAD, SEYMOUR AIN'T HERE MAN

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SHADOWS KNOW THE  ENDS

You know what you never knew before this moment, a result of arrested attention
Mushroom fungus around your dogs’ legs, swallowing is impossible ala microwave
Too hot to chew or put upon the gums inside your cheeks, it’s a spam flavor of tin
Just like the cavity fillings impacted after the power of the drill deletes the movin’.

Your fault, it’s all your responsibility to not only act but to follow up until the Ends
When you can’t animate your bones any longer, stretched out in death bed bends
Mirage you can’t see, fathom the phantom more than the magic spell’s word salad
Punks drink too much and regurgitate the dead cells of the motherlode, chit’s bad.

Josie knew and she never let on, it’s all about the giraffes and microscopic dopes
Evolved or specially created from Nothing at all, remember the power of popes
Reality or the dreams between It, all One & the same thing, itself a shaped form
Matter matters from byte to byte, subatomic or pregalactic, it’s Nothing after all.

Higher than azure-blue sky before it turns absolutes to black, background matrix
Batteries all dead, no recharge on or off the road to perdition, killin’ all the dicks
Mountain of evidence that you’re finding everywhere you ponder, inner Rambo
Ready to protect the fools who get fooled by their own parents’ blinded credo.

Moms and the pops who generate the enthusiasm for the scuffle, my 3rd stones
Yours as well, whether you see the Truth or not, you’re deceived by the Lights
Sun’s burning the atoms constantly until the End, a singularity in swirling tones
Apes don’t cut them loose; they will annihilate the spiritual spit in a knife fight.

You still got the muscle, and I got the reigns holding terror at bay, what’d I say
Bloody spirit, I got news for you & yours, amnesia is the way to recollect it all
Forget about everything but your hunger and need for rested sleep, dream on
You tried, you failed, the dream’s made of tin foil, it’s gonna be crumbling, son.

Mighty spades & long knives full of the scat they consumed via teat of a mama
As natives got restless, there were mutual blows, extinction came, saved the day
Mud and water conglomerate, spark the fire in your & my loins, above and below
Sun isn’t setting, the Earth is flippin’ spinnin’ upon an axis’ revolution, God in tow.

Responsible for the competition of the fit and unfit, drank with drunks, shot drink
Jigger full to the line, there’s no way to measure the fact that One day is your stink
As you become fouler than a baseball, language emerged from your cotton mouth
Tequila from lips to exit hole extraction, it’s all about the worm, up north to south.

Back in 1967, I got the age of 16 wrong, thought it was almost over & I’m 72 too
Full of the stitches from the gashes & slashes I got being the sole survivor of Blues
Talking jive, singing a song of reverential attraction for opposites of genders who
Gain weight until the cadaver disappears into the twilight zone’s blue suede shoes.

Minor miracle, major disaster averted thanks to an accident, unanimously a One
Being the thing itself isn’t as easy as being the form that it appears to be, hard Zen
Hopping around the charisma gleaned from the shadow I swallowed in one gulp
Tragedy and the comedy of the joke, I’m laughin’ & you’re cryin’ for all hired help.

Caring that you can’t comprehend the essence of Nature and things created by It
Action and the gods that do their things, Mercury to Pluto like an atomic picket
Can’t see further than subatomic or pregalactic principles, I guessed all the rest
Burnt into ash, full of formaldehyde to replace the life blood, preserving at One.

Monkeys around the trees and the skyscrapers awaiting the judgement daze sin
Traced the forms, dot by dot in numerical order, one to a million wars, I’m all in
Laughin’ out of control, out of breath & Time, flipped the triangle of the dangle
Pockets full, flippin’ the cake, cookin’ sins ingredients into a hot soufflés’ Hell.

Park your wheels at the curb, smack yourself in your own face, your welcome
What you always wanted and needed was just that, a Way to be a Woke one
Stud ruler kills, consumes more than 12 inches of jolly Roger, I’m out, it’s done
All conceived in perfection’s grace, put a smile on my face, fool’s gold, my son.

Hello, high or low five, either way you will rise to the top like a creamy outcrop
Uphill and the easy downhill to your bottom’s up, slippery slopes will never stop
Because it’s just the way it is & always has been, that’s the reason it smokes a bit
Running a bit hot, ready to burn up into invisible ash that vanishes in smokin’ chit.

Borders are closed, send the immigrants back overseas to all home sweet homes
Charge the destination countries for the trip, subtract it from their US foreign aid
Copy of the xerox is the exact replica, as if it reflects the thing itself on the flip side
All of our faces whether two or One, we all must face the honest Truth genomes.

Deduce the ending, there’s rigor mortis and a resurrection of the invisible animate
As it’s posted, scratched on a cave’s dark wall with pointed rocks that rolled in fate
Disagreement will doom a fool’s errand, nothing personal so you don’t feel guilty
First Cause of this whole shebang is obligated to collapse in an infinite singularity.

What type of gold or silver medallion do you need to qualify for speaking up
Nothing needed for that, this is a free country which forces free speech in vitro
Of course, you can’t yell FIRE in a crowded auditorium, smoke & mirrors’ water
From the haters with love, they have faith in the hope you’re a mere mortal, sir.

Finding good in the ugly and bad is difficult yet not impossible, I am all of it y’all
Not my choice to be living in a free country restricted to say or write about Truth
That the majority rules the minority, and the minority is a slice of the 1% of balls
Their fathers & mothers didn’t have a pair, therefore they’ve inherited only hair.

Check my attitude and the nature of the beast I’m runnin’ within, so near empty
Say my name once or a thousand times, it doesn’t matter to the deaf ears, I see
Ignorance of the Light in the Darkness is an excuse for the annihilation of species
Not just a woman, man, boy or a girl, this is a clean sweep of beings over seventy.

Elder abuse of the younger, virile among the pantheon of those strong survivors
To keep the power, control the figure head leader, loose cannons sink ship tours
Knowledge is power, ignorance’s lack, no wisdom or logic to solve conundrums
But there’s light at the end of the tunnel, it’s just a dot-like singularity, Time Out!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, 7-22-2024 Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Wiped my sleep out of my eyes & drafted this at 4 in the morning until 7, while listening to @Armstrong_GettyShow on @kste650 AM, & listenin’ to #TheBoysOfSummer by @Don_Henley link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6RUIeX6UCT8 }

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

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FOR ALL OF MY SISTERS

@TheRollingStones #Concert2024 L I V E #SCORE #YO #ANG #YIN #YANG

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THUNDER THURMAN THEOLOGY

Some girls and most boys get together for a moment in Time for copulation’s tidy purpose

Intent forces the Will to allow random gene manipulation, supernatural dolphin-porpoise
One who holds breaths of air in to explore the depths of the sea in dark underwater holes
Say your name out loud, it’s different when you hear souls of others in time call your name.

Tempting no one but your true self, not the false prophetic self in your soul’s noggin-cream
It’s a dream within a “Poe” epic dream that doesn’t seem to be as real as a film on a screen
All a confabulation sequence inside of your cranium, as a computer works it’s 1’s & 0’s as is
A random holy hole made with a puncture-point of imaginary targets with bull’s eyes kisses.

Watch the seconds tick by in a figurative way, passing the Tee Time in between making Time
Shot 36 holes yesterday next to the Pacific Coast, the greens’ holes all had magnetic rhyme
No putt was too long or just short, everything my stroke touched created magical thumps
Rain clouds on the horizon but the sun and moon take them away in a gravitational rhyme.

Bringing the happy down to the sad rising of the dead from the graves of the collapsing fire
End of Days, the living and the dead return to the inactive Void, call the One, the only Liar
Pretending that you are no more than subatomic flesh & bones, can’t see the unholy spirit
Words are all I offer, meaning is for the eye of a high beholder, all the dead get a candle lit.

Think I thought fun would be to pretend life was just a dream you have before you wake up
Get Woke and that’s not the way but if you Wake Up, the mind & body reap the soul’s cup
Running over with the wisdom and knowledge which passed in and out of the ancestral Id
One love, all humans, one God, all three in one form of molecular presence, shaped a kid.

Here, there & everywhere we speak stringing nouns and verbs upon modifiers mothering
Predicate this object and in due haste, the pain & suffering reminding you of self-loathing
Never accepting the mortal facts of life due to behavioral modification of parochial profs
Nuns, priests, laymen & laywomen all produced the product, I am One, I love the scoffs.

Normally or not, this is all you’ve got to work with to decipher the code of @Hammurabi282
In addition, a Cheyenne legend of Wihio, the trickster wise fool/hero villain just trippin’ too
Common sense reveals that your pending doom is Doom of the whole world as we know it
Just blind faith forcing happiness’ temporal presence, engaging the egg in the womb & teat.

At the speed of light, matter may move from one point to another in a flash of a blinked eye
Woman in the middle of a Time Warp, meets the future & past motion of an Earthman sigh
Call the attraction to put conception on the agenda maybe Lust, Love or an expensive milk
Meaning is every gamete’s being conceived, deceived & dying to get into heavenly hell’s ilk.

You & me or you & I, everything is #Man-Made, all cosmic artwork & celestial space stations
Fill the all too human empty mind’s clusters of star-gas & possible probabilities we are sins
Of 208 bones from skull to tarsals all to perform the locomotion to adapt & survive or expire
On Being your universe, Earth’s wobbling revolution holy days & nights, dry ice funeral pyre.

Good appears as a lack of Evil, as above so below, empty black hole’s squared knot cubed
Astronomical yet microscopic breakdown of the less & greater irony of ignorance, ye rube
Fade to black, you know the middle path the narrow way that grammas hand let go a hold
On your singularity of essence & coded RNA of the seed of an Unknown, secret agent load.

Woke up after death in a fictional perception of the afterworlds angels & demons of plague
On doubting the Bigger Bang your parents’ coupled the ‘x’ & ‘y’ of this solar system intrigue
An accident of a carbonic gathering, life as we know it, an sufficient & necessary act pound
Puzzle is a picture of Emptiness impacting Nothing that Something is nowhere to be found.

Who & what made subatoms animate a once dead-end street’s One Void, a sweet Nothing
Cause is first then the effect remains as the evidence of what has disappeared into thin air
Leftovers in the frigid light years from an invisible existence in a petri dish’s blood, badabing
Stark reminder is all I may be able leave behind my wake, Thunder Thurman is music I sing.

Ennui fills the full moon’s solar reflection, lit up the darkness with fire, exploding into Many
We the people, we’re animals, we the plants of the planet, 3rd stone from the sun, Domani
Today is not domani but when it becomes domani, it will repeat today ad infinitum forever
Redundancy and Timing is everything, One thing can only follow the money, expensive sir!

Who wants to euthanize a sick puppy dog, come on man! This ain’t no party, suffering is It
What we all came from when entering the womb’s room, before we knew the light, it’s dark
Shadows search for us in a future when darkness recedes from the boulevard’s thrill park
Singin the Blues or the Purples on the journey through the angels’ backyard, outfield split.

Seriously speaking, old folks & young have forgotten what everybody once knew as a baby
Here & now’s a temporary stop via the way’s path, immortality & back, trip to be or not to be
Mind gets made up early when a Force of pending doom comes into focus in oneness’ dick
Can’t run the show without feet or legs, no crutches make it easier, anti-gravity did the trick.

Farces fill the Void’s myriad of chains connecting the disconnected in free will, slavery field
Growing and reaping the sown out of the star dirt left over out a Big Bang’s miraculous yield
Search over before the dawn of a conceptional analysis, gold of a diamond-head in the dirt
Shadow lit the cavern to alpha-omega ultraviolet & infrared, sub-atomic neutrinos in a skirt.

How long it took a wise alpha to a dense omega ship of empty-headed teen-aged serpents
Point to conclude the deduction is one moot point of the fool who dances for the princess
If not the unrewarding Prince of the casbah, just a bogey-man son of the bitch’s nonsense
Meadow ahead, steep cliff to the rear & it’s look out below, the bones will crush & dent-in.

Death is part of the Life we got the fortune to view, special appearance of the MUFON alien
Flew in & out of the Time’s warps, leftover eggs’ salad of invisible germs, wasted AC/DC Zen
Coca-Cola and Rock & Roll movin’ the whiskey & wine, pure fortune wholesale poorly richer
Invented Dream as a necessary condition for being alive on Earth, a somnambulistic miser.

Gone before it was time to go, the solo way to stay alive in a hostile environmental disaster
Don’t worry about loved one or ones you don’t know from Adam & Eve, orphan saves Easter
Got the remedy for the 20/20 eyesight of the non-believer who respects logic & reason also
Light of the sun, closest star in the solar system and galaxy to our retina’s insightful proviso.

False tricks and true treats hidden in plain sight, a mystery for you to ponder with wonder
Facts of Life turned out to be, you live, you like, you love, you plan, you pivot in a pirouette
As if you know a thing or two more than the average Joe, just a humble man likin’ apple pie
Left the planet as I found it and only my scent of clothing and a stone with words on high.

Poor and rich to experience the experiment of living, existing by growing young to an elder
Bloodlines filled the veins & arterial M & M’s with lethal, deadly health features of a critter
As above it is the way it is because of what’s going on down here in the dirt, a free bird sin
Blood in me is much more thick than the original ancestor I descended from, ala selection.

 
Dogs care, people care, when they don’t there’s trouble no more, it’s The Last World War
The mechanics of the affair go something like this, nuclear weapons all detonate at once
Noting that nothing will have been left over for no-counts & a black Friday Time’s epic task
Opened says me, if you wondered or asked you’re a believer in a magical CoVid19 mask.

With no doubt about it, knowledge is powerful as a tool to become wise with practical jigs
Thirst for the goods of gods & no appetite for abetting losers of Time on Earth, in & out rigs
Pawns to queens & kings through a forest of the knights, bishops & Thurman’s castle of ilk
Thurman, knight of the #RoundTable as the ghost in the machine replicates in perpetuity.

Billions in theoretical conjecture are all things which form the Singularity of the Black Hole
Seriously in a proverbial loop created by the swirl of whirl, fashion of the Times on a whole
Yet, teardrops and laughter get inherited before the finale each living thing faces in the End
God frequency: { https://www.youtube.com/live/7_Pg1uKN3FU?si=_FPwb1g8GYt_eyuC }.

Someone will slap the taste out of your mouth & some tee bloody 18th hole with loose lips
Split ends smack down the middle, portions created of a One, tidbit ship of stardust chips
Cynics rule the world without a sword & without a good book word, what will be will be blow
As above & so it is below, the skies where the astronauts blew their tops & returned for a go.

Hung around Chicago four corners me & the gang ran around kickin’ the can heaven sense
You are the idiot your mother believed that you were, it was someone idiotic to the children
Taught the whole culture to believe in mythology as fact to guide the behavior of miscreants
Goddesses come and go freely in and out of starlight, it’s my dissertation, nothing biblical.

Beer for the horses who rode the men to town, whiskey for the third kind tied by the bygone
News is older than tomorrow’s happening of screwballs who forget that they’re all mortals
Budging and nudging every other living thing you ever sense does no good for anyone, pals
Disregard the whole Truth at your peril, Life’s short, Timing’s everything, power up epic gun!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c. Dimanche, Sunday, May 26th 2024 Anno Domini @ 4:00 PMPST

{ Withdrawn from the matrix while watching #TheDayTheEarthStoodStill on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rFOkCEdEaQU?si=nT6xJX-n06JIAuiO }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#OldLadiesFineAsWine #YoungLadiesGrownGrapefruitFunTimes #ThatSmellThatSurroundsYou #Skunk #Gunpowder #PrinceCharming #SimpleMan

MORE OR LESS, stardirt AS YOU WERE

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Instance of instant incessant bickering causes the separation of the church from the state
It is not what you think or what you believe to be true, everything everywhere is my fate
To be or not to be the man with the plan ain’t what I’m cracked up to be, grandkids of me
All nineteen or twenty of ‘em get my positive thoughts 24/7, they’ll need the power tree.

It’s not my intention to control the nature of the beasts, just guide to the easy middle path
Full of thistle and thorn on the left over stardirt of getting lucky about a demigod of Wrath
Picking my personal will to power over another unknown force, even occult or demonic art
Power gets my full attention, I wield intent, nobody gets except the One who stole my heart.

Chit was not for sale, I wasn’t marketing the thirty-two thousand odd ounces of skin & T-bone
The Man, The Woman is the skeleton key without which the lock remains closed to hot stone
Thoughts have no place in Space & Time, a firing of neurons in grey matter’s nervous system
Holy from the womb to the grave or urn or unknown media, air, land or sea, all about them.

Made us animate liquid rock & rolled it away on wheels & tires, flung it up as above, so below
Morphed hidden smokey spirits comin’ off the flame of red-hot Fire, sunlit slow-motion glow
Inside the womb we go, wanted or otherwise, avoided the invasion of privacy by metal forks
Tried to grab my head and my foot but I moved when I saw ‘em comin’, I smelled the humphs.

Pretension of the pretenders finding the going around is worse than the comes around, say it
Philosophy of the Science & bubble gum theory of babies turned into professori, it’s true grit
The highway was always in disguise even from those who parented your journey up the road
Gypsy & just a rich kid who can’t see labor’s force as the transcendental nirvana, prince-toad.

Fill the empty shell with the nut but it’s beginning with the seed and the water of RNA/DNA
Pills, injections and ingestions move the one cell into infinity of self-replicating arch--divinity
Immortality beyond the 208 bones being alive without disease, unhappiness in a 2nd city play
Initial JMJ, Jesus, Maria & Giuseppe on every singularity paper of parochial swag’s 6-13 orbits.

Get the holy Hades back into your life, it’s part of the star closest to us, the Sun is hot as hell
I am not being facetious about your gonna get your arse burnt if you don’t buy the hard sell
Think of demons of miracles that a creator allows to be, a superior role model for oblivion tea
It will come once atoms split in two from sea to shining sea, pole to pole, equator is wobbly.

High in your ability to see DANGER coming toward your face, parlay the attack & eliminate It
Nothing is more important than breathing, eating, sleeping, being friends but trusting no chit
Mothers and fathers leave us all early to let us be free, liberty from all bones of parent neglect
Care about you? You care about you, that’s what counts, orphans too, know thyself, Respect!

I ask to say one thing with a string of sentences you’ll never forget, you’ve come too far, pals
Out of a Void, somewhere below or above where you sit, stand & listen closely to what I say
Stop the sound, listen to Nothing but dead air moving in and out of your ears, ace the finals
When the grades have posted, you’ll know the feeling of a four point ‘O’ & a Philosophy BA.

Idiots and morons fill the continents with free loving souls and imprisoned ones too, Outlaws
Horns blow to let the ones who ain’t deaf know that the judgement of justification has jaws
Bite and chew the fools who violate the commands of royal deadmen, behind bars, murder 1
Humanitarian & humane as possible, Earth will blow it’s top, orbital stop, I’m phuqin’ Sun.

If you know anything then you know that you don’t know anything at all, it’s all conjecture
Old school of #WOW #6EQUJ5 7, 72 seconds UVB76 of #4625KHz download Comm impure
Absolute zero & one moving at speed of light to extra-terrestrial Space radio wavelengths
Frequency to dot your eyes and show the meaning of life in the crop circle leftover by Pez.

Sugar and honey in the crop circle’s center, a Tesla or a Marconi moved the unmoved atoms
None of the signals have the SOS in them, imagine drowning in the sea, beatin’ your drums
Hercules it is now Then, pulse signatures if and only if you have the key to F-class star load
Highlights & lowlights come with UFO phenomena, in debt, we’re in a Dyson Sphere mode.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche May XIX^th MMXXIV Anno Domini

{ #FRB Fast Radio Burst comes once, this is One, drafted while jammin’ to #AlienContactInOuterSpace #NumberStationsCIAET link @ https://youtu.be/IYf-1rO7FMk?si=xjdQADSkn7YLTHJG }

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

GO FLY A KITE FLYGUY

GLORY DAYS, HIGH GLAZE-DAZE

Pulling a rabbit out of my top hat isn’t the absolute first time I’ve tricked the fools
Wants and urgent needs have no necessity in the fusion & fission of the holy tools
Bloody liquid turns into a scab once it leaks into the open air & bleeds it out hot
Leaving the organs and bones cold as ice and in decrepit mode, God’s best shot.

Pears and pomegranates in the baked pies coolin’ down on the windowsill & I’m all
Meaning I don’t have anything to say because I’m rhetorically insufficient to play ball
Up the Hudson or down the Mississippi, I’m in the mode to signify the Dozens’ corners
In the end, exit door swings open to let me into a sacred hole that nobody else enters.

Fuel burnt to move the animation from frame to frame, present to past, creepy lapses
Reality of curve and speed balls getting’ tagged with deep wood to the bleacher’s pass
Far left or far left, even deep center, feat to complete the four banger was a cake walk
Caught Babe, Roger, Mickey & Casey at bat that last inning, in bottom of the ninth talk.

In the end, it was just like the first time, the wood sinks the unseen fastball, no label
Sailing so far, I couldn’t track it’s distance and landing, I just knew it was out the park
There will be no others, this one was all in my mind in the first place, had no A-power
Explains no scouts at my little league all star game, just a bunch of moms down lower.

Miracles happen only if there’s no cause to initiate the follow up effect, spontaneous C
It moves it all from the alpha to the omega, outside the cosmic hole, a God can’t see
Could have if I would have but I didn’t and I knew I wouldn’t follow the ten commands
I lied right off of the bat, the other nine would fall like all dominos & hourglass sands.

Queens birthed the princes and the paupers; they lived up the block with their warden
Split ends on both sides stretching infinity into a delicious, loosen nuts from all bolts
Dreaming about escaping from prison you’ve been locked up in, your neighborhood sin
Horses pulling the stagecoach up from Virginia into a New York state of mind Autumn.

Blind belief and a baseless hope for all too human beings of compassionate Charity
You’ve met them, you’re related to them and befriended some of them, in perpetuity
Feckless without a limit, without remorse that nobody has any recourse, romance sin
Having sugar babies who grow into men and women who fought the law & stars of tin.

Malfunctions of our calculus is abstract, we are notions in the garden nobody tended
Stuck on the other side of the other side, until it’s too late to be so damned offended
Imagine perfect zero, perfect one and everything else, essence of the whole shebang
Reality exposed and it’s skintight, dream fades & you’re fading to black, bang, bang.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, May IXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 840 PMPST

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @BILLYJOEL