#IWantMy @Nickelbak #BeLikeH2O #DiamondsFacetsAllOne #TheTyger #NeonMoon @BrooksAndDunneWith @MorganWallen #GottaGitALittleDirtyWhenYourDigginForGold #BlackCrowes

COWBOY EVOLVED FROM PERFECTION, FORNICATION OF THOU

All of us, totally alive now or already dead are inside of a surrealistic dream, it’s all strife 
As if you’ve stumbled upon One, Salvidor Dali work of art, paint, pencil, photo, light beam 
Miracles I’ve searched for to not only witness the event but also tell a tall tale, incredible 
Yet, Truth is like that if you’ve never heard of it, it may make or ruin your whole day & life.

What is above or below this Earth, scientists and dead men walking know it all, empty zero 
Knowledge and wisdom of this deck of cards with the hands already dealt by being in utero 
Lucky nails & teeth will grow to eat the world & protect hearts from harm, soul of God form 
In millions of animated things, transitioning from Nothing to Something & all the way back.

Corked bottles keep the fermented fruit of the vine, fresh as the day grape squirted to glass 
They all left a while ago but now, all boys are back in town & runnin’ the blocks like a badass 
You know what I know, only you know like I do how the end is gonna be without a spirit fool 
Divine or humane, all in and out of the ears, critical cyber-realities remain an accurate tool.

Empty between the ears outside of the skull & bones, RNA & DNA absent of a liberated Will 
Snowed the frozen rain down from mountaintop to the valleys of the blue marble’s spin skill 
Due to the whirling & wobbling, Life asserted itself in the insanity of Earth, Wind & hot Fire 
Lunatics want to fight when they know they’re gonna lose the war, no plan or bird on a wire.

It’s essence of extinction, a black hole with a Singularity in plain sight of a mind’s 3rd eyeball 
As geometric calculus fills the Void’s matrix with Uno & Zero, lines, columns collapse it all 
It all couldn’t be any worse ‘ the worst possible event unleashed, AC/DC #DayOnTheGreen 
Live wires charged with power, protons, electrons and neutrino neutrons, Ionics I’m all in.

Known that nothing exists before the Big Bang & won’t exist a moment the day after tours 
Trash and wealth combine down the journey to the epicenter of being, One & Many doors 
Drifting on the breeze, getting blown away by the all too human jobs comin’ out of the blue 
History drives the fists to punch holes in the matrix, Will Power runnin’ the street & the rue. 

Junkyards full of the used metal and plastic we can’t launch into empty space to the moon 
Breaks in the matrix happen, moments at a time, posterity controls the gatekeeper’s spoon 
Space is inner and outer between shards of Life & Absolute Oneness, getting naked for sex 
Only way to cooperate with the overlords is to stay invisible, never cause dissolution’s hex.

Magic spells work, accidentally directed by the holy & desecrated earth soil, buried bones 
Breaking rocks on the chain gang because I’m the forced labor, I got framed by her moans 
I don’t know anything for certain other than you’re in the same boat as I am, empty bliss pie 
Ignorance of the knowledge is wisdom’s protection, singing, dancing, eating until y’all die.

Made it out of jail with a bullet in his back, a 30:06 line of sight, in the crosshairs of Eternity 
Way gone just like the song says, ol’ Mr. Brooks & Mr. Dunn movin’ on a target onto my eyes 
Fathers miss their daughters they never produced from the gametes, world turns blue man 
I set alone at a table way in the back of a bar, only lonely folks go to for spirits of a drunk sin. 

Of course, inebriation is everything a human needs to forget about suffering pains of love 
Leaving for another Man who cannot compete with me, it was all meant to be that way too 
Had to be in the place in Space at the right time, Timing is Everything, as Romeo knew, so 
Keep your bearskin in tact, block everything other than 7mm rounds, hide out cave above. 

Stars burn but when you’re far enough away, keep your feet & backbone warm, no, I’m gone 
I took too much time, ran out before I knew it, my eyes and ears opened wide, funk moaned 
As if there was never a warning about the hereafter that comes when the corpse rots in 10 
But only ignorance shines in reflection, believe in the unknown, call it the End, I Am all Zen.

As a wagon wheel turns, if you got four of ‘em, you’ll get a bunch of dogwood flower blooms 
You owe me, I owe you but neither of us will recover from sudden death, debts’ livin’ rooms 
Purple in the infrared range and Red in the ultraviolet domain, reversed psychosis to all now 
Holidays & holy days regarded as special, without it, we’re not conceived in a cocaine blow.

Clocks tickin’ & sun’s is still up in the same place, above black & blue skies, look out below 
Five o’clock now, somewhere in the world for a minute, already gone there, drunk in my pity 
Criticize my thorough analysis at your own risk, deduce and induce the logical conclusions 
Invert the investigation & plow through your memories you can recollect, Eve’s original sins.

She said she loved Adam, Eve had imagination rollin’ well, now here we are, so all way gone 
Like ships sailing on the infinite seas all around us, solar system & galaxy in this tiny drone 
Can’t even see one hide nor hair from way up above the stratosphere, nobody’s home, sigh 
Saddle is keepin’ my bottom dry, candle burnin’ at both ends, this cowboy barely gettin’ by.

Lipstick on the mirror said “Good-Bye” as a creative evil dream alive, fix-sad faced drippin’ 
It wasn’t the only way to go but it was all a lie, didn’t know that it was, Know to be one, son 
Boyfriend, husband, significant other in relations, random accidents, Ma & Pa had a bawl 
Here we are, healthy or wealthy & sick, you don’t like my smoke or tattoos, so KMCA y’all. 

All my holy “Zen passes through all our definitions & remains Zen as before,” inevitable “I” 
Id, Super Ego & little ol’ me, the Ego from ovaries in a Sicilian woman, oh mamas, y’all sigh 
Big timin’ in a small town, up in Pilot Hill ‘tween Cool & high Coloma, where bare feet walk 
Black or blue denim, jeans from the heavenly clouds or Macy’s but either way, I still balk.

Never know when it’s gonna last more than a NYC minute or ½ a lifetime, you only get one 
Nobody gets another chance, they myth has deceived the ghosts in the machines for fun 
Now hear this, free emotional rescue for you, just because you thought you were so pretty 
Breaking the infinite line in two, division of perfection into double vision, creates the nutty.

Some nuts fell out the trees, others came out the male injections of gametes into ‘er hips 
Not only rats and worms but also the humans who know it all, forget about their sail ships 
Karma carried over until the galaxy implodes into its essence, Nothing subatomic, charm 
Farmers with a tan, drivin’ pickups like country boys do, makin’ daughters mama’s farm. 

Camouflage britches and a dago T-shirt, hippy long-hair or a Mohawk or a chilly-ass fades 
All Time comin’ as the Earth spins one way, dawn & dusk always the identical dark shades 
Put my love into a function of an equation & produced two old men, infants turned too cool 
Beatniks beat up into hippies and their progeny, spend all you have, Hell bent gerkoff fool. 

Talkin’ smack without power to back it up, getting the scat & hell beat out of a jive ass, OMG 
You and the rest of the species may mock the Truth but it remains the same, an End of Time 
Pepper doctor ground all the rocks into dust, nothing is alive & there’s no need for anybody
Hillbillies live below a Mason-Dixon, sweet home choak it up, ambush an Alabama rhyme.

by 
r j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, XXIX-XXX-MMXXV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST 
{ Crafted while jammin’ to @TheRollingStones #LivinInAGhostTown on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LNNPNweSbp8?si=DuRwIt-LkPOGAUs_ } 

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

#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 }

GODDESS' #420 ALLOTMENT FOOD STAMP PROGRAM EXODUS #ComeOverBaby @ChristinaAguillar #PortillosHotDogs420

WITHOUT OR WITH EVERYTHING ON IT 

Kill the lights and I’ll take care of the rest of the whole shebang, a clear dark hole

Fire down there in the hole, way down at the uttermost echelon of the smoke pits

Rising above the grave allotted to you & I, maybe above the urn or bag of dust bits

Rattle and hum as the vibration leaves the essence of what echo it left in your soul.

Hens and roosters resume it all every morning, matter and energy moving 24 ticks

Duration of a drone in neutral mode, out of synch with a digital orbit of cyberspace

Disintegrate after you’ve read all of the words over all of our heads, alien philosophy

Talking scat-speaking, no alpha or beta waves in the mix, from land to the blue sea.

Fear you and loathe me because I fear you, it’s self-loathing in a beautiful way, I say

As if that’s a possible world where it can survive the less than fit loathing every day

Remains to be seen, moving on from the conundrum without a solution, I’ll see & call

I’ve got a royal flush & you don’t have four aces, nothing’s wild, All the gold, I win it all!

Worth more than a penny from heaven, 16th POTUS retired billions of One cents’ copper

Made the inside and outside appear exactly alike, the difference is that one is more dapper

Outside is appearance of the thing itself, container of the inner sanctum effulgence in flux

Hard or soft to be rocked in the cradle of love with or without the skin & bones of dark lux.

Somebody to be a fool of another, speculation of the nature of beasts and their predators

Raw live killed and bled out to be burnt nearly into leather, cut into bits, masticated cores

Fission of the atoms in utero ready to implode and explode into smithereens’ tidbit “X”’s

No “Y”’s smithereens until they merge, intersect the acid in subatomic mix, big as Texas.

The topless bars wouldn’t work at all if everyone wasn’t so excited by a naked human form

It’s All the way that the species has survived, dancing provocatively to get knocked up too

Poor males way too young to comprehend a reason for their over-the-top malfunction zoo

Cradle of love is rockin’ back & forth, to and fro, as above so below, First Form was a Worm.

Ends come after the beginnings, logic and reason allow comprehension and assimilation blow

Pretend that you’ll live forever, that this life you experience is not temporal, not temporary so

It’s a permanent marker of breathing and moving in and out of trouble, be like a volcano flow

Nothing can stop the scalding hot effulgence but the freezing cold ocean-sea, God Earth Go!

You and I will get what we deserve or we’ll escape the danger before our karma gets a return

Always in debt for the nature of the created beast is bestowed the free will to choose all evil

Even the good as it is may be a mere illusion, that everybody knows must be rocked in cradles

Life will not be pretty without performing the creator’s responsibility, A bombs droppin’ hells.

Lack of love, pain and suffering & a ball and chain to heavy to carry another yard, MVP zeroed

Curfew honored, slept through the darkness’ 8 hours of pitch black, dreamt of birds that crowed

Easy rollin’ on a slippery slope, there’s what all goes in vain, shakin’ & rattlin’ all above I try to fly

Some girls and boys never get it, never win, the rest salute the trip, drop some kids & up & die.

Existentially metaphysical without being aware of the exercise in futility, on the A-Train at the L

Beat me up on the corner because I trusted the humanity to behave as I would, they did not, so

Left the neighborhood, went on to hide in the karate dojos of my trippin’ around here, job blow

No fools ever settled all scores, I win 1 to Nothing, anyway, it’s O & 2, batter-up, y’all go to hell!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, November 14^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Crafted while loopin’ #CradleOfLoveRock  @billyIdol link @ https://youtu.be/NCZuYS-9qaw?si=zn-raAD4r8r4CzAm }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GoneGIRL @MorganWallen #WORDup @KORN #BlackJackGold

Stand up routine 2^nd chance

Edification of your libido is some sort of Freudian Slip, livin’ your own life on tour

With the mental-psycho-physical presence up around here y’all, it rains up to pour

Crease in your slacks, crooked or straight up, all to prove you’re on a way to fame

Mother passed on the euphoria to my father & his production filled up the game.

Knowing nothing but sadness will put you in stiff competition for the depression

Humor and laughter cause the cover-up, distraction from the first last impression

God’s dams on Earth keep the rivers from overflowing the banks, Mankind control

Brief or longtime, she loves you in your prime or old age, it’s oriental for the troll.

Me and you playin’ the fool for the wise women who know it all, how to get it all

No man ever lived who could get through without his mother, know it or not fall

You didn’t know who held you up since you roamed on 52nd Street ‘round Zanzibar

Applause showed nothing but past time you had her backstage behind curtains.

Groupies all gone because the chords don’t wind ‘em up anywhere up in the fleet

Bruce or Barbie both switch identities as the need arises, spy vs. spy are a spasm

To get what you got to make it what you had & won’t release the UV halo plasm

Killed and hidden down below the red & black Earth silt, the dirt of Home sweet.

She’s gonna pull her panties down for me? Didn’t have an idea, I’m flabbergasted

Hypnotized by the horns and beats of the skins, strokes of the strings, sweet notes

High or low, it makes trouble look like a party on the patio, Life’s Earth alien hoods

New York state of mind, high in the Rockies with the love sweet rhythm & blues.

Continue onto the rebirth of the forgotten Jazz that will roll the rocks uphill to God

Chance that you recollect the things you’ve forgotten ‘cause you feared you’d die

No reality will ever be better than the one you see right there in front of eyes’ lie

Bring you back from the living on Earth to the dead in Tibet, just want my hotrod!

Jersey shore to the Great Michigan Lake’s shore, 2 unknown drops of love meeting

Somewhere between 1960 & 2025, it all came down to this here back’s bee stings

Thousands of minutes and miles from one another, a clash was God’s gift to a Man

Gave Man a Woman, God did it with eyes wide open if God had eyes, trashed can.

Pretend you have it together & it’s probably good enough, maybe it ain’t as well

Playing until we can’t play and can’t move around without help from nurse’s aids

Legend flashing alpha & omega radiation, beating cymbals and skins to back flow

Hit the ball, the music’s a hit, give me a hit, they’ve got a hit on you, or a stiletto.

Prenuptials are in order, postnuptially yours & mine as we please, nobody’s fool

We’re all educated and experienced in the ups and downs of a pitch-black pool

Bills paid, wealth remains in golden dawn donations, we will win what got lost

Our very spirit’s soul, the verve that drives our will to survive, y’ll paid the cost.

Kidding you not, my kinfolk & amigos not to mention amigas, it’s a matter of time

Driven around every turnpike and freeway, every interstate and expressway line

It happens to the best of us, you ain’t expecting something & boom, there it is too

Right there in front of your eyes like a magic trick, leaving you under a spell ruse.

Every single rotation of this Earth, that’s every single day, fictional Mon to Sunday

52 ¼ weeks for upto around or about a hundred years, a hundred rotations ala sun

Fully ripe or full fried, cooked or baked, nearly all life can be eaten if seasoned A1

Monstrous misunderstandings of things themselves, a 6 or a 7 gives it a sign, son.

Obviously, you don’t know the future shocks you’ll get regardless of hit or miss

As nobody knows it all for certain, I’ll give you three guesses, the 1st leads to bliss

Model-T your & my games with the House Rules that mutate as the game goes on

Haters ain’t going to transform into adoring fans, we’re BBQ scapegoat carrion.

The second chance we get if the stars are aligned, maybe all we need to sublimate

Fire and ice above and below our little feet, material thing spins in my checkmate

Game was over before you knew that it was a strategic maneuver of a black hole

It is done, at One, gravitationally collapsed subatomic tachyons, finite three, Goal!

Hens in the hen coup, the crown’s consumed the coup d’etat & all’s well, here now

High underneath the lowest part of the Earth’s core, that’s the secret, known cow

Hurtles & high jumps form the matrix until the program interrupts the wave’s skin

Bring your A game to the court, field or rink and you’ve got an even chance to win.

Hearts ache and keep beating, nevertheless, the ultimate destiny is seizure & stop

Like the love it had when beating to the rhythm & rhyme and slammin’ rock & pop

Nobody in human skin with homo sapiens bones gets outta this loaded globe alive

You never requested the journey, birth to death yet immersed in a loop to survive.

As long as you’re present, comin’ out of the past & goin’ into the future, hit it boys

Every move you make is animated without your own will, it appears as your choice

Subatomic to atoms to molecules to form conglomerations, that’s Life people say

If you contemplate the fact of life, your father will be pleased, you guess to play.

Play on the words or upon the stage before an audience of like-minded mortals

Animated the atoms, annihilated the metropolis’ brick and mortar, open portals

To be One or not to be One and be either a fraction of 1 or a multiple of an “x”

Look through an windowpane, you’re trippin’ the light fantastic, phantasm sex.

You know La Flaca? She’s somebody’s daughter, sister, maybe mother, lover

Even if you don’t ever get to run into her, there’s something you need to know

You should have gone out of your way to find out where she was & took a trip

Now there’s no turning back to get a rerun, it’s water under the bridge, you hip?

I know, you know, we all know what we should have known a long time ago, so

Better late than never at all, luck of the draw and a quid pro quo for any master

On the plantation of peanuts or cotton, wheat or corn, it’s the labor of the slave

Where it will all be in a thousand years is right where it was a thousand years ago.

Money and water to get from one place to another before dusk, in a safe place

Rode through deserts, tundras and prairies and I thought I was all out of verve

Follow me, in and out of the dream in your head, I’m outside over here you goon

Sister in the rear, what is behind is so fine, I’m speechless with needle & spoon.

Pronouns in my repertoire for the enemies of Mankind, who are legions of bugs

In every crevice and hole in the mud, blood & beer I dropped on my birth’s day

Mommy’s & daddy’s fortune yielded what you’ve got & all you’ve earned alone

Even when the generals talk, some of us don’t listen, but we’re warned to atone.

Platform to broadcast the message of the pagans and Christians, equal time space

Good and bad, beautiful and ugly, not to mention the dangerous tic under my face

For whom and to whom this all is intended, none of them are concerned nor am I

Hope & Faith driven by the Charity, dream’s over & I’m all woke, holy soul power.

Catch the beat, check yourself, Good God, I ain’t kiddin’, put ‘er there, gimme dap

Fist over fist to punch, lest ye be punched, knuckled the balls, a squirrel bitch slap

Soul power, a rhythm & beat hotrod incarnate rock & jazz until blues voulez vous

Coming & going from One, same ol’ place, forever, egg, bone & screw the putsch.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. ROCKTOBER 1st MMXXV Anno Domini @ 409 PMPST

{ Syphoned out of the Void with compassion & #Woke body & soul while listenin’ to @DonHenley #TheBoysOfSummer link @ https://youtu.be/6RUIeX6UCT8?si=x2Id9gkaClSghX_e }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@BowWow #AintTrippinMucho #AllAboutTheBASS & I served a @CriticalMass in a bottomless @BlackHoleElegence #OneHugeBlackHole @PhoenixA @CriticalMass @SamCooke

Walls fell in,

Kilroy was here

Ever since the first breath y’all gulped outside my mama’s womb, I was the only One

Belief in occult unknown is akin to belief in the known, knowledge is impossible, son

You can cause nothing other than what’s already been caused, all done two by twos

No stone has been unturned, the immaculate conception & the sperm intro, Blues.

Alcohol changes the perception of the audio-visual sensations, any chemical alters it

Survival skills become useless because there’s a loss of mental clarity, confusion chit

Subjects immersed in the predicates and direct objects, all to deduce the conclusion

That this and that is Life as we know it, astronauts know, they got the Truth suspicion.

Gods, dogs, stacks of cats and barnyard anima domesticated from a bungle in the jungle

Fear of dying locked into the mind, it helps a being to survive the hostile deep sea gull

Narcoleptic malfunction, awake for millennia without a nap, sleeplessness’ advantage

Ready or not, the end of you & I will come, sooner or later, no matter young or old age.

Morbidly obese in a fat head, fat mind loses it’s capacity to sort through categories of It

What It is, sometimes you think you know & other times, it’s an empty set of blather s#it

Down a slope quickly, on the slide into home, no block, no catcher, scored ‘bout the base

Pressed and obliterated beyond recognition, an amorphous blob of intelligence, my face.

Hotter than a pistol after firing an infinite number of rounds, m-16 ammo into a silhouette

Direct hits in the head after firing two in the heart, mark the bullseye, I’m cancelling debts

No more owing to me or anyone I’m allowed to entertain as family and friends, we’re even

As above, so below, entertainment, causes of happiness & its opposite sadness are heaven.

Alternative after death or in a spaceship blasting out of gravity, that is the mystery debt

Y’all know or you don’t know, no two ways about that, no in between in limbo, that’s a bet

I’ll win and I will lose some but, in the finale, the curtain will fall when the play ends in jail

Dream is spent, dry or wet still a dream within a dream, Edgar Poe ate ice man’s coffin nail.

Inside of the empty sets, Nothing dwells without the pending doom, a holy mackerel

Fine or not, the only way to know the Truth is to find it & remember it for yourselves

To say the words to the innocent or the delusional, emotional wrecks in utero, as I say

Energy from the sun, stars and the consumed seeds of life, animated and sublimated.

Nis the time not yesterday or tomorrow but today, this moment’s to be in straits dire

Prior to your conception, you were unknown, after your death, your tombstone record

Shows your name & presence on the planet in random years, it will crumble to dust or

Turn into Space’s cosmic dust, rocks that roll around in concentric paths about the fire.

It’s been measured that the sky is up miles high, after that it’s as if returning to womb

Repossession of the lost words that somebody that’s dead said before he or she died

Inherited communication from ancestors who knew you’d be the one who saw a tomb

Perfected as if meant to be, so temporarily insane that it appears normal truths lied.

Beating you upper now, like I knew all of the riffs of the smokin’ Latino Jazz/Rock/Soul

Near the salty sea’s water or upon the mountaintop full of snow, Truth is Earth lost H2O

Entire exoplanet used to be fully covered by water, H2O has been poured out into Space

Either pre-sucked out by non-Earth denizens or lost to the Void because of a pretty face.

Heal every little ill and sip the rest of the sweet wine of paradise and make it last forever

Dressed to near kill, feelin’ that the murder of living things for food or to you, The Fever

Dribbled to begin the pick and roll, handed off bounced pass and the hot-handed thrice

It’s the GOAT, always was & will always be the One, the only, all-time greats cream @ICE.

Being the only one who knows the secret to getting to the finale without an encore fine

Taking all that’s given, assume nothing & everything will work out in the solution’s opine

All know its presence, in the past that gets you into the future, all progressive blind faith

Divide and conquer the chaos of the humanity, punks without discipline, lock them up 8th.

Trips to the moon available to take you out on dates with your beloved, just took y’all away

Needles and spoons not to mention the burnt green weeds mutated by alien lab farms today

Like it or not, high or low, the pain will come & go just like the heat and the cold, it’s temporal

It’ll be alright someday when they bury you boy, girl too, apropos to the millennial golf ball.

Steps both above and below the basement floor, no elevator or escalator to be the eliminator

As I say and recollect the exact spell, the result is immediately expressed as the charm in her

On my honor, I have nothing but respect for the nature of a beast within, known or oblivious

Because with no spirit, there’s no soul or verve, sparks out of fire, t he God of Ridiculousness.

Just between the two of us and a million other readers, what you know won’t hurt you much

It’s what you don’t know down the tunnel ahead that’s critical, you’re in the center of mulch

You’re a seedling that’s on the way to consciousness immersion out-of-body experience blows

Recorded what you couldn’t recall to show you a Truth happened in flight, eagles love grows.

Before it all began as it will be after it all ends, a matrix of a Void, an infinite ultraviolet glow

Protecting the ones you & I care for as well as any we judge as innocent being bullied so slow

Quick to protect and as swift at removing any braggadocio from the event, an accommodation

Finale curtain drops, last word’s a smile as walls fall in, by the way, Kilroy is here, I’m lost son.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, September 26, 2025 @ 911 PMPST

{ Suspended judgement while penning this M.P. & inspired by LIVE @Eagles #InTheSphereInVegas on link @ https://youtu.be/dvAh0pp7tBk }

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