#Ends @Everlast #FatherOfMine @Everclear #MyDaddyGaveMeAName & then #HeWalkedAway @Matchbox20 #WishTheRealWorldWouldStopHasselingMe

POTUS TRUMP

CHEVROLET CAMARO Ss

BLUES GROUNDED,

 WINGS-DOWN

Forever and a day from the momentary lapse of reason, you know the drill, reverse fast forward

Kicked in the arse and the head, depending on who did that to me, all will pay the piper cannard

Not only do you know nothing but also you can prove that nobody gets to survive death of Ego

You & I are both a step away from the next step, up or down, staircase or just a small step to go.

Breath stops because the diaphram becomes moot, no push or pull, no heartbeat pumpin' muscle

All you know, all you can recall from the day you began this journey, it's all a load of hooey chill

Fear of the ending leaving you alone in outer space without a ma, pa, bro, sis or buddy, hard sell

What it is and always has been is a journey from unknown to unknown thing, pretending it's hell.

It is the meaning of the beast of burden to perform without obstruction, cause & effect of a mule

Moves the burden and heavy load of needs and wants that can't be carried by the weak & woke

Saddle up & get ready for the honor of being the rider who gets through storms, alive as McBeth

Few are called and hardly any are chosen, to be or not to be the one in charge of life & all death.

Philosophical school called off, anti-thetic Truth is required & doesn't require counter-examples

Cry no more, it's as good as being all over, no choice, no other meaning other than, push & pulls

If you ain't a fool then you know you're so lucky to be alive for this tour of duty, here & now, so

More than that as if Utopia and Nirvana and Heaven are better than the Oneness here and now.

Dear to me are the deer that run free on the plains and in the foothills of mountains, I aim arrows

Hit the targets' hearts & put them down within a moment from the kill, I drank up their red blood

Dressed & brought to the butcher to chop & wrap for my deep freeze, the winter is ready for me

Staying alive at all costs, staying warm and injury free, disease and cold devoid of me, healthy.

Proof of Life as the proof that Truth is a Lie, that proof survives true or false, it's abstract myth

Pressed and pulled back and forth, to and fro, repeating the motion until the breach in the stith

Looking like I'll survive the threats to my bones and soul, nature callin' to break it all down too

Nothing personal, I don't take it that way yet reality is, aged humans die, some young, turn blue.

Head above the ground looking forward as far as vision allows, eating, sleeping, providing it all

From top down to the bottom, air fills in the empty, infinite spaces, rocks and stardirt effulgence

Prick up your ears & listen for the secrets that can't be verbalized, psychic transmission frequency

When you find out, you realize you've always known but it seemed incredible, it's Truth now I see.

In the outs come the rest of the story, cause of the First Cause is moot, it's impossible to create

Prior to the 1st there is a Void, a holy and empty spot in the matrix, full of subatomic charm fate

Love goes in and out until the climax, then it's the rest of the story, conceive, gestate only to die

No heaven, no hell, no purgatory, no evolved Nirvana or even a Void of light, atomic bomb date.

Hot & holy, frozen stiff full of sub-standard awareness of being within and around a superego

Take this time to be aware, as if you've already died as you were before your conception to go

Journey among the many who won't care for the Truth or your take on it, keep it close to a vest

Safe there by an i-heart, let's ride, shoot or stab ME in the groin, God will survive me, I'm fittest!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, November XVII, MMXXV Anno Domini @ HIGH NOON

{ Wrote while jammin' to @MontgomeryGentry #DaddyWontSellTheFarm in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9kCzHHPy_JQ?si=i7_35IIGVhX7HpUY }

#PenniesFromHeaven #LincolnCopperBillions

HOW WE REALLY FEEL DEEP

DOWN INSIDE, ‘TIL WE DON’T

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssss

One tries to see what the blind see within perpetual darkness, daily 24/7/365 ala Gods

No other way to explain the genetic mutation or the accidental loss of cones and rods

No smoke, no fire, no bones to pick with anyone but your own dumb luck, on to fight

You all get what you came for, you wanted to live no matter what, without the insight.

Beer and wine not to mention the spirits that got a bit better than formaldehyde brew

Didn’t have to go to the end of the line, end your life for a drink and an ace you drew

Why an ace would be the harbinger of the fate you met, nobody cares, it’s all over now

Tears fall from your eyes and from the whole planet’s melted snow & ice, lips just blow.

Hair for some reason, bare skin for some reason, it’s all there is everywhere in the cakes

Baked solar systems & galaxies impossible to fathom, yet we all name the unknown fakes

Hard or soft rocks left over from the big bang or whatever you call that came of a job blow

Mud, blood, tears followed behind until the final curtain call, one more bow for the bravo.

Bear in mind that from one cell, then two, four, eight etcetera ad infinitum, is all you & I are

All I am is identical to all you are, believer or not, you could be a moron and it’s not that far

From the origin & final destination of the presence of your imaginary spirit/soul, roll caravan

To a promised land never really promised at all, just imagined to be true, based on a 1st Man!

From a Tower of Babel, we’ve come to find that we cannot leave Earth without a Space-X ship

It’s Time for Space to expose the infinite ends that can only be fathomed by All That I Am, skip

Without a beat, there’s no rhythm & rockin’ to keep the bones swayin’ to the mother of us all

Effulgence of some plasmatic waves of photons & tachyons that burn so we can groove this ball.

Fear to monger but it will all dissolve because it is magnetically attracted to mighty original sin

Worlds of babbling apes in layers like an idiot dagwood sandwich, every type of eats in a skin

In no uncertain terms, it’s the principle of the thing itself, not the appearance but where it’s at

No clue on the actual Truth about preexistence anywhere in cyberspace, I guess it’s all bull scat.

Love and the lack of it seems to be a whole lot of guesses about why animals date and mate

Thrust by chemical reactions of RNA hormones to create something from an ad infinitum rate

A plethora of plasma, contracting and expanding, hoping to become all too human very soon

Missing the point if you don’t follow the bouncing ball, the writing is on the wall, phuqin goon!

Built up for the breakdown for no reason other than it’s the only way it can be, all the way it is

Talking but nobody hears a word being said by anyone in any language of the Babblers who fish

In the rivers & seas without the lures or the bait, the herd starves from a lack of death to bite

Praying on knees with eyes closed, heads in hands, bowing down to an invisible power, we fight.

Rigor mortis wins the battle, you won’t think about it long, just a second out of the century too

Some more bitten and others a score less bitten, everyone becomes just a bite out the blue, pal

You don’t see it comin’ because if you did you’d avoid the trip on death, invisible, inevitable too

Hot water & frozen in a New York minute, how the End of the World annihilates it, witch’s brew.

Hard liquor and soft heads endure the survival of the most fit, their mothers protected the sorry

Which all of them were and will be until the end of Time, theirs & all Time in general, hare kari

Beams shining into the deep, dark hole that has no atoms to burn, absorbed into a voided blue

On the one hand, you’ve got the upper hand & on the other well, the others just hand it to you.

Pressure implodes into the Singularity, memories purged out of mind, essence preceding existence

Creeds of breeds all full of mythological pretensions, imagined by pre-educated mystic psychics

Honed skills to persuade the apprentice of Nothing’s presence everywhere, to make it a live pal

Nobody else will be up to the challenge, elevation out of ignorance to Nirvana, joker’s siIdekicks.

Illusionary before your time, just in time before you run out of time, as all-time permits us all

In Space on Earth, beginning long after the Earth began its 1st revolution around a new Zen scree

In Time on Earth, above & beyond the stratosphere far away from the Now, a death recalls

Here and now before we’re tagged for being a herbivore or carnivore, a guilty pleasure reverie.

Hot keys to open the war locks and to release the hounds, a criminal of epic proportions too

High time you’ve realized that this reality is all smoke mirrors, all sergeants & officers can do

Anything a mind can conjure will manifest functions of one to ten, bring a knife to a gunfight

You stop the whole shebang because you can, it’s your party of One, grind is on the far right.

Jewels’ ice, rubies, emeralds, topaz & sapphire rocks left over from the big bang particles

Part baby and part old man, the infant speaks with logic and reason without pretension shills

Halting the doubting is therapeutic and if done sufficiently efficiently, succeeds in its function

Blind faith relieves the anxiety of not knowing the unknown and fearing it as if a boogie gun.

Planets don’t matter in the long run, the universe is in retrograde of a Big Bang onto a Peep

Nobody will hear it, everybody will enter the twilight zone without a map, no going to sleep

It’s forever and a day, given the rest of eternity to skip to whichever beat is louder than Word

Slips out a subtle form, as a joke, conundrum of a riddle, deep inside, it’s all about big bird.

If you don’t ask me questions then I won’t tell you any lies, it’s the thing I prove, Nothing’s true

Bring me the truths you’ve been told & have blind faith in, I’ll show you a narrow path to roll

Upon the killing & regenerating from graft, the ends still remain sacrosanct, no mother, no Man

Orphans have them, privileged sons & daughters of holy and it’s opposite, unholy boogeyman.

In search of the miraculous took so long, infinity turned into the past, present & future at once

Imagine when pure light diminishes as the burning fire turns into cinders, kicker never punts

It’s a fake & a pitch out to the tailback who passes 70 yards downfield for a win, point spread

Bet wins the kit n’ kaboodle, 5,000 on a sign so you let it ride another time, lost, you’re dead.

You’ve been punched in the face before, if not you’re missing out on the surprise of flying stars

Maybe on the way down to the ground as you fall like a chopped down redwood, you blackout

When you awaken, you missed the ambulance ride & your miracle comeback from a death trap

God was in my ambulance, drivin’ through town like there was no tomorrow, you sat on my lap.

History from day one to the day after I die is not written down, hence it will be a sad numbing

A cipher-coded pseudo-science applied the astrophysics to a triple helix reverse ding-a-ling

Skeletons left over from the holocaust of neutrons cancelling out fool’s gold ore, bitcoin chit

Betting the future will produce a profit rather than a deficit for the ledger, words up, phuq it!

Just wanted you to know everything you’d always wondered about, what makes y'all tick tock

Heads to toes, everybody’s the same but different in some idiosyncratic malfunction, stuck

Artistically formed & isolated from the Truth for a reason, it’s too good to be true, the lowdown

Project the holy hole, black or white, yin or yang, self-defense with no alibi, hold my old crown.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. VETERANS’ DAY 11-11-MMXXV Anno Domini @ 711 PMPST

{ Downloaded from the ID as above, so below while jammin’ to @TheRollingStonesAlternateTakes on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Tru9fFRkQR0?si=OunqqOwykSOp2AXd }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

SailinShoes #LittleFEAT YOMurph! Coppin' a Sneak

AIN’T NO MURPHY’S LAW

Take my twisted word for it, that’s all of it and here at the lovely Hotel California, all ya need

Murphy’s voice says things no one comprehends because languages are foreign tongue-bleed

Until battles & wars waged kill the unhinged species of every continent, there will be chaos

Wicked or a bit bad, Saintly or mostly good & hardly squeaky clean, like y’all & your bosses.

I ain’t casting aspersions or in other words, judge not, lest I be judged, is my own mantra

It’s been easy to follow the categorical imperative to do unto others as I’d desire for a son

Nobody on the lawns in front of my house since I live I a penthouse of a high rise in a city

No need to fuss about going in and out for this and that, I ain’t worried about havin’ fun.

Watch the disguise of the discussion for the hidden meaning, there isn’t anything hidden

You’ll be analyzing the lines for what’s not there from my mind, it’s all an original, a big sin

Hiding lying eyes behind shades is a remarkable idea, I wish I’d thought of that years ago

It’s a fact of life that I was too damn cool for school, y’all many of y’all had the same show.

Chicago to Texas, Mississippi & Montana, California I spent those decades to rock & spin

All of y’all need to settle down & take total control of your behavior, don’t be a big screw

To the obedience of regulations & laws of civilized freedom to be alive & do what you do

Pretending is over, reality is setting into your conscious mind, cause & effects of action.

What was written on the inner cave walls by the intelligent Cro-Magnon, it’s already gone

Sights unseen and returning to the cosmic dust never before able to introspect upon One

On the stretches road that only a hitchhiker can access, picked up by locals’ antennae high

On demand that we all do and say everything perfectly as if we were perfect yet we ain’t.

I always knew I knew what Love was, what it is & always will be, a way to fixate “yo’ mama”

In order to fully appreciate the way that’s so narrow you think you’re on the wrong path out

Baked the goods & diablo’s evils into the ugliest amongst the tribes & herds worldwide Alah

My BIC lighter lit up the darkness with a spark that couldn’t be more than a radar blip, brah!

The load got loose, used the dump truck to drop it all off at the brickyard refuse yard dump

Pints swigged, shots fired in fireball form, boiled makers into a hot mess of cosmic debris

It is then, we’ve arrived at the future turned into the past, omnipresent in shape and form

North & South poles of the rotating, orbiting planets, Earth included, will animate eternity.

Call it fictional appellations so you can make much ado about the nothingness, it’s alright

Below upper echelons there’s a gathering for a big feast, stabbing with jagged, steely knives

It’s all for one & one for all routine, simple setup for the innocent & faithful to the blue blood

Harm absorbed, suffering in pain sublimated into a psychic realm of aftereffects the hood.

Lights dimmed into the black ultravioletish, low wavelength with that high frequency wave

I’ll wait here while you discover a reason for being alive on Earth, strong species all survive

Weak species become extinct & only resume their evolution through scientific intervention

In a test tube or a beaker, heated & corrupted in original form, a thing from nothing but sin.

Sin is laced and the cards are stacked, no matter how you slice it, you’re guilty of the crime

Allow your mother to read you mind but close it tight in every other case, it’s orphans’ Time

Guilt & responsibility for the morality and ethics of the minions, sabotage’s Idea itself, dies

As a phoenix rises, so you will too with or without the guardians, above the fray & holy lies.

Now, assuming Murphy’s Law is accurate, “If it can go Wrong, it will go Wrong.” Butter toast

Butter side down, gravity pulls the heavy side down too, on the ground, no worries mostly

Hard knocks headed in our direction because we’re in the way, move & pivot for correction

Frozen Time, melted in Space, expecting perfection results in that occurrence in It all, son.

Solids, liquids & gases are the reality of these doors between Us & eternity, pathos myths

Epic eras come and go, if not recollected via tools that mark surfaces in sensible glyphs

Money in gold or territory, it’s all it’s always been, nothing more nor less, a brief sojourn

We got the reason and the rhyme, we lived & we died mercy to you, my & mom’s unborn.

Truth is being told right now, I had everything in order, all categories full engaged in play

Monkeys on the soup line just like the people, they thought their mommies & daddies say

Just take the handouts, they got the program & couldn’t detach from deception, buggers

Full house with aces over cowboys, doesn’t beat four deuces, which is a hand in mine

I’llhump the bass for the backbeat of the drums, rhythm & rhyme to follow lemon squeeze

There is no subject, no object, no predicate, no adverbs, no articles, no verbs either, please

Leave out the super egos we inherited from immigrants who comingled diverse RNA decoys

Gave us the business, kids from the 50’s to the 70’s then tried to oppose us wonder boys.

Fierce as enlightened apostles of the void, no place in the universe for mankind’s silk ilk

Ends all come down to this, it began and ran its course between a bang & chocolate milk

There’s no joke here, why are you laughing, what’s funny, are you serious? Clowns stank

You know Murphy’s Law is that if it can, it will go wrong, and you can take that to the bank.

Ice melts, you know that & milk spoils, ex-wives miss you, at the border, you get pinned down

Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle, twinkle, little star, as a clown

Unknown about the unknown since before history began, a cluster ingestion down the throat

Hair is a feather in the cap for the style of cut your father decided to sculpt, #Hairpie, wrote.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, 9-28-2025 Anno Domini @ 1533 hours PT

{ Crafted while Jazz jammin’ to top 100

JAZZ plus  https://youtu.be/tfUZomG97pI?si=F82UQq37H4AaBTAL }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MeAndABeerCan @ChrisJanson #Gonegirl @MorganWallen @Satriani #G.O.RillaBLUES #BeerMe

PLANTS MOVING THINGS UNIFIED ala NOTHING

In no small way will you come to know the reason for wisdom and knowledge yet

Neither tomorrow nor yesterday will ever be today, absolute truth can’t be a debt

Full disclosure of any reason at all for life on Earth would be Truth, accidental trip

Today makes no difference, y’all will deteriorate physically and disappear mentally.

Y’all is you & I, nobody gets out of this matrix alive with recollection, you nor me

Living high as the atmosphere allowed me to be, peace & quiet all my M.O., to be

As above, so it is below, black empty space between my ears as well as interstellar

My mistake is human, not divine but as below, it’s created from above, coded scar.

Sang hymns inside my mind’s eye, tuneage and eclectic modification of a holy soul

Kept invisible & non-existent, but tracks on the trail left no doubt, I’m a black hole

Nothing of atomic matter allowed in the confines, it’s all extracted via live stream

Fictional words obfuscate the clarity of reasonable conclusions, Man’s wet dream.

Made-men flipping off the powers-that-be, sneaks and freaks mated to be at one

Merged RNA produces the zygote with the coded DNA, incubated daughters & sons

You will die sooner than later before the Earth succumbs to the #TinyPeep reverse

Tell me something bad or good, either way at least I hear your voice in a hearse.

Feel the way to the End is a crap shoot, lucky or not in the end, it’s over, all’s caput

Rollin’ sevens and elevens so much I can never roll the snake eyes, no pain is afoot

All the reason to be here & now, to be so happy that only death itself can tweak it

Power and it’s effect is the feeling and appearance, all too human, He, She and It.

Light an dark wavering between the 24/7/365, only awake being woke for 16 of 24

Dance or slither, fly or jump high up in every way, time passes in Space, heretofore

Matter and energy accelerated up to 2025 AD, Time slowing down to a snail’s pace

Love while alive, you’ll miss me when I’m gone, I shall create one, GROK X-SPACE.

Nothing at all personal although I know you’ll never forget my tin words inside a tete

Everybody ever living knows one thing for sure, you gotta go to deep sleep, like a pet

You gotta put ‘em all on down, humane they’ve told me over & over again, y’all see

Last prison of one, the last, I’ll be the next I put to sleep, @120 by then, 2071 A.D.

Down or uptown girls do what they do because they’ve got no time to lose, unatoned

Angels can’t sing in heaven or hell, they've no voice, they’re an faux, ethereal illusion

Young & innocent fears of the unknown are assuaged by the fairy tales of the boned

Ancestors now dead & gone without a trace, 'cept a stone & hermetic seal, It's done.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, 9-4-2025 Anno Domini @ 411 PMPST

{ Crafted in utero over 74 years ago, in what my mama done told me on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ElaxZnaBzPc?si=p9YDlE97RT1PntxU }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#StayingALIVE @Travolta @CASH @Aldean @Tucker @Daniels @Chesney #WhenTheSunSinksDown

 

BLAKE’S BOOK OF JOB

DEAR JOHN, JOHN DEERE 

Courage inherited from the ancestors who survived the predators & vice

All you know is what you’ve been told to believe, hook, line & sinker dice

You are going to go above or beyond the presence you enjoy here, now

You’ll be all gone before you know it, unexpectedly expire in a NY blow.

DNA grandfathered in from RNA intercourse between genomes of a Void

You’re deep within a gravitational collapse of atomic matter, a hemorrhoid

No discrimination when getting divinity sucked into Nothingness’ Star jag

You know, I know, we all know what the unknown is, heavenly father rag.

Ragtime rock the high-hat to beating Tom-Toms, full-stop mothers’ snares

Say it loud, you’re a full-stop mother and you’re proud, extramarital affairs

Not your fault, the spouse is an alien of ecstasy & misplaced the XY thrust

In and out, friction moves the skin & blood in the bone, a holy nut to bust.

There’s history now where there was none before the Big Bang, get woke

One trick ponies all in the herd of followers without a stallion stud or bloke

Animated souls follow the tails, they need the One to lead the narrow way

Orphans, mothers & fathers hunted, gathered, ate the Earth dirt, look away.

Shifty 3rd eyes in your head show your mind’s will to power & activism flat

Red pills & water keep your blood flowing, nerves firing on high, holy scat

Mohair grown only to be split by the sheer force of growing out of a scalp

Hits on the bull’s eye, every time I shot, couldn’t miss, I’m the center, pal!

Pessimism and optimism merge, it’s the Singularity of the Black Hole still

Nothing changes at all, it’s forever the absence of things, no atoms to fill

Yet we choke a plethora of word salads down the hatch, it’s regurgitated

Day after day, night after night, from first & after the last, mortals be dead.

You’re not going to agree with the conclusion contradicting your narrative

Hit you in your face, break your jaw, your teeth, your nose, dot both eyes

Yet there’s a doctor who will treat your pain & suffering, not the bad guys

In your mirror, in the water, from the polished glass, deliver, take & give.

Kicked your asses into the rabbit-ho where Alice found the Truth, as such

Something you said, I repeat ad infinitum, until I run clean out of dead air

Screaming at you qualifies for the return screaming at me, but wait, Ma

I apologize for volume being louder than required by you, sensitive human.

Down south or upon the west side of the city, we all get used to the grinder

Apples were the fruit of the loom & now they’re a slayer of android minder

Hits & near misses from teens to the silver-backed apes, programmed fool

Extinction will appear with no warning, love me you do and know I love you.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, August XIXth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Kicked out of my noggin while jammin’ to The Beach Boys #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/TpIEXasSxg0?si=Tt3tJsY-viTrQA3N }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?