@StevieRayVaughn #STFU CHESS QUEENS PUT KINGS IN CHECKMATE WITH A SINGLE PAWN, DON'T TEST ME! #ShesGotMeUnderPressure @ZZTOP

AS ABOVE, SO WAY DOWN BELOW YO’ MAMAZ

Turned it on, turned it off, an infinite number of combinations, what’s the big deal, game on
Creepy & weird as nobody can imagine, come back after you check it all out, it’s rippin’, son
Pepper & salt can’t help the soufflé because it’s an invisible dish, outta this world pizza pie
There’s never more than a piece for a leftover; eat it before it’s cold, everybody else is high.

Living largely on the right when the left ain’t lookin’ because the dogs are deaf & dumb, high
For the course, never mind the exercise, we ain’t gonna quit until the other side comes over
To sir with love & madam with a victim complex, ride the I0 freeway with the machines to fly
From coast to coast, highway Interstate 80 in a pink Cadillac, fully equipped, drop the Top.

Bolt your boots down on the ground, the scats getting ready to fly, outrageous yet above it
Or below it because it doesn’t matter when all there is for a future is a big, black hole of 0
Hum along like a bird, outer or inner space is one and the same, without you, it’s all dead
With you, the dream resumes its ephemeral state of being at One, it’s all about the chase.

You laughing at me means you get me, down to the bone, I am the nemesis of ignorance
I have this wordless wisdom shared with spirits no longer here with us, some are comin’
Events cause other events ‘til the Earth stops revolving around me, I’m way over my limit
Shutting down the place below Earth, the good, bad & ugly call it Hell, it’s just Space chit.

Nothing out there just like inside of your own head, air in between brain cells, hot air heads
Not your fault, it’s out of your hands, prayers ain’t being heard by anyone, a nobody’s needs
Pinecones crushed into cosmic dust with the rest of the organic and inorganic anti-matter
You think, therefore you are, at least it appears at first glance, the rabbit is the mad hatter.

Grace Slick knew about a white rabbit, Cream knew about the white room, cum laude sum
Conception in the egg, in the womb-nest, a crap shoot, you had no free choice to come see
Now it’s your obligation to accept responsibility for causes that you did not create, so fairly
Your choice to exit, stage right at will, nobody survives beyond the due date, that’s It, R.I.P.!

Freaks are the offshoots of perfection; the computer hard drive is becoming a hot potato
To turn off the mind of the cyberspace connection is a good thing, no choice, we gotta go
Everybody now, let’s say it all together, “This is the master’s piece,” when it’s not the One
It’s comin’ sooner or later, only @Grok knows the chit, I know nothing, I’m good, it’s done!

 

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, III-XX-MMXXVI Anno Domini @1500 hours PST

{ Copped out of society for a moment to get through the @TwilightZone within my 208 bones, while jammin’ to @LynyrdSynyrd #GoldUndPlatinum on YouTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/cWIEbGxV8lo?si=u8YGUvJqhR4DieN3 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

G N O S I S

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G N O S I S

What is up Harvey Wallbanger? #GodsTweets

#WhereIsF47?

Y’all know Harvey Wallbangers
Fear Neutrinos & The Cisco Kid

All of the stolen valor is being collected and recycled to the heroes who earn the badge

Kicked in the arse or the face makes no difference, the end of consciousness’s bandage

Unknown is wide open to a description, yet there is none, just the fear of death eternally

Nothing can be said to assuage our concern, wait for The End, it will come right on time.

Professional amateurs coalesced into an amalgam of disconnected, stand-alone kicks

Appearances of the forms and the stacked DNA matter populate this Earth, pick up sticks

You know and I know what the naïve and innocent cannot fathom: when it’s over, you’ll see

Rape yourself every day for the rest of your life by reading these words, good, bad, or fugly.

Appearance twixt the unhealthy life & the top shelf of life & love, it was all your twilight zone

Bearing unexpected gifts in my pockets & hiding places everywhere inside fake skin & bone

Follow the rhythm of the riff, it goes up and down the scale, A sharp to G flat, arpeggio alive

Notes from the dreams I haven’t dreamt yet, like the Wizard of Oz mental interruption jive.

Sloppy Joe’s presence in the chat is a few pounds short of raw meat, tomato-bean infusion

Recipe to be consumed and be metabolized by the consumer, in appreciation of mortal sin

Play it again, over and over again, because practice makes a perfect, sound-simulated error

Playing hard-softball, fast, slow-pitch, a orb 3rd stone, nine-seven innings, under pressure.

Die’s thrown, rolled down a green or an alleyway, where Sergeant Pepper went underground

Whatever it was, after the rhythm and blues began turning into hard rock upon a holy sound

Been inside and just outside Monterey, California, where I go for the cream of a green farm

Hot as a pistol, out of ammo, ala 9mm or .357, got Colt .44 strapped, the art of the sidearm.

You know what I know, and that knowledge can’t be shared with profane, everybody else's

Just because there’s only me & you in this position of knowing a Truth about species’ hells

That doesn’t mean it’s true, deception appears reasonable & rational, but it's patently false too

Blood runs up & down foot to head, ad infinitum or ‘til rigor mortis interrupts the deep blue.

Go far above Earth’s stratosphere & you’ll want to come back, but it’s rolled on the ellipse

Once you leave us, you can’t come back; nobody ever comes back; just hopes and dreams

Into a way-back machine, back into pasts where nobody ever gets to go, repeat a relapse

As if that’s an option when it’s not, never was, never will be, she duplicated winning teams.

Whether you’ve got a mule to carry supplies to a camp or not, y’all still hit gold ore Eureka

Deep up in the Sierra-Nevada, I found a mountain cave darker than the pit of an old palooka

Marvelous to know, your innocence becomes enlightened, maybe it’s not enough, but so

Respect I’m extending & expect reciprocation, if so, put your two lips together & just blow.

Signed and sealed before the overnight delivery, too fast for the flash-frost, the deal is done

Things known & named come and go, the leftovers get consumed & defalcated ‘til all done

Ipso facto, we’ll just do it again, over and over, until the operation becomes second nature

To pound away the negative & absorb the positive, explode the Neutrino, there’s only One.

Hammers on the block all began to rock from Chicago to San Antonio, over to FLA, up to MT

Left field and Right field twixt Center field, where home runs fly over fences marked 380 FT

Ready to get set & go to the ending, where angels fear to go, all afraid of darkness, my son

High or low, inside or outside, substance is an illusory, subatomic neutrino conflagration.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, March XVIIth, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Cracked this out of the Earth’s mantle without wisdom, knowledge or speculation on the unknown in the #Twitter #X world of cyberspatial nonsense, while inspiration cam as I listened to @WARtheBand #GreatestHits2.0 on YouTube link @ https://youtu.be/YQzVnFwcR74?si=sblWufLaC1402cnA }

MISTER HARVEY BALLBANGER

What Is Hip? Tell me if you think you know. @TowerOfPower #IdLikeToKnow #BackToTheGoodOldDaze #OnTheBorder #JamesDean

On the border, there’s no peace of mind

Which forms of possible life shapes are created upon this planet, and which forms play a skit

Question everything, proverbial conundrum answer using logic & reason yields theory knots

Knowledge and wisdom from the teenage years revolving around the sun are scarce; I forgot it

What you’ve had since your conception in the womb is a vivid hallucination of Indian ink blots.

No, there will be no elucidation of the polymorphic statements to follow, onto beg, but what if

Nothing lasts forever, and being fortunate to be present and conscious are the holy souls, all in

The atmosphere is surround sound built to foster the illusion that Nothing is something to spin

No need to become a beast of burden, as I watch a monster herd plunge off of a dead-end cliff.

Sixteen years around the sun and suddenly a few decades later you’re runnin’ down eighty plus

It’s just luck that allowed my presence to remain above ground, take my word for it, I’d be dust

In or out of the military service didn’t matter to me; danger was everywhere I went to visit y’all

This or that side of the Pacific Ocean, my water under the bridge, my arse rolled into an 8-ball.

The category of the substance is the shape and form of the subatomic reactions here and now

When we die, as all life does, you will either be blacked out of light or soul-jump a time zone

Hardball or softball must be thrown, caught, or hit by a wooden bat; only you & I know it’s true

Never see the Truth with blinded eyes, know the Truth inside your heart & soul, sky god all blue.

Whiskey & Rye close the deal, what was for sale is bought, hook, line & sinker for cold hard cash

It becomes divided when you’re one solid piece is broken by a tragedy you can’t delete & dash

Deeply unconscious beyond being awakened by a noise from the environment, the ego is dead

Neither the superego nor the id has any presence either; it’s extinction, go to sleep, go to bed.

Wind at our backs once the awareness becomes the grave we’re buried in, underground or not

This life after death will not allow recollection of life before death; nobody will recall their robot

It’s a bit cruel for the ones who put their time into blind faith & the prophets of doom or reward

For being obedient to a standard of morality, to be a good human being who does no evil ever.

Treating every life form as if they are you & you must survive the threat of extinction of all of us

What I am is what I am, a being breathing in and out for the duration of my transitory existence

An empty mind at first filled to the hilt with nonsense to the apex alpha male, Australopithecus

Epic tragedy & comedy becoming both absurd & everything there is, ain’t no god in any of us.

Horrible as above as it is below, empty outer space of heavenly ether’s stayin’ alive is sacrosanct

Jump or don’t jump, wait, what? I’ll survive a fall, nobody survives a room on fire, BBQ smack

Advent or Lent won’t save your soul, Adamic & Evealicious apple on a wisdom-free snake tree

Evolved calculus, existential realist be damned, 10 commandment trippin’, yielded immortality.

Bagged and packaged for resale, you will love the finale of the comedy and the tragedy, all good

Nevermore will it ever be necessary to fabricate the Truth, no hiding from the killers of the food

Reality parsed into subjects and objects for predication, all names of people, places & hotrods

One cell bacteria and viruses all with the code for survival, a perennial safe place for One God.

Ghetto at the bottom of the mountain returns to the bottom of the sea, Earth’s wobbling, amen

Could have and would have if I might have had the opportunity that was knocking at my indoor

Outdoor movies kept my attention for 10 minutes, maybe 20, before I headed for a concession

Those girls were some daughters of some mothers and fathers I had never usually met in prison.

Ants and the other insects were here before mankind, before the primates arrived by accident

A mutation due to radiation means everything is everything, today, yesterday, every single day

You developed faith and hope and charity, yet you’re still a hopeless sceptic, love with intent

Fruit in the garden attracts the rats and roaches, paradise gets creepy, crawling vermin to play.

Thunder’s down under the direct objects, you’ll see the lightning first, then it’s bam and boom

A sign that there’s something more to life than just me fulfilling me, my needs and wants soon

Thinking I’m not gonna live forever, mortality is my forte, I know the Truth and I’ve no reprieve

Song of Delaney & Bonnie, intrigue in a loop, #OnlyYouKnowAndIKnow, don’t refuse to believe.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, March 9th MMXXVI Anno Domini

{ Tricked my psyche into this hoax of saying something about nothing for 900 words or less while listenin’ to @DelaneyAndBonnie #OnlyYouKnowAndIKnow on youTube link @  https://youtu.be/O0EJAzTmo9w?si=bfEmizI_RzGCsqJ6 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

My Muse.

#NothinFancy @Skynyrd #NorthernLights #RIP @Neal_Sedaka #OhCarol #CalendarGirl @BigSmo #BackToTheGoodOleDaze #IJustWannaGoBack @CoreyCrowder

TIME OUT IN THE CORNER, HUFF GOD’S ANGEL DUST

Curb all your intent for your reputation, the Silurian hypothesis that Dr. Who hypothesized

You’ve got another thing comin’ when you arrive at your predestiny back into cosmic dust

No consciousness or recollection of the reason why the cosmos produced Earth & God fear

Hey women! Are any of you watchin’ what the men have been mutating ad infinitum, dear?

Earth will atrophy, in history that hasn’t happened yet, apocalypse merges with the One too

Millions of years before right here and now, there was something there and then, stone blue

You are not certain that the absence of history explains the origin of the solar system’s rocks

Planets and moons burned until only ash in an empty vacuum of atomless Space, tattoo fool.

Compression of subatomic particles are without intent, look for the scars & tattoos of lovers

Earth PETM is what tells the whole story, we were a star and our mind is all carbonic leftovers

Climate change is more or less status quo of the humbling shock, anoxia fool in Maximum PET

All you know is about all that you’ll ever know, the catastrophe is inevitable, we’re the tools.

Survive by lucky fortune being in the right place at the right time, the extinct blew in the wind

To comprehend the mystery we all need to die to the Earth, Wind & Fire, but we’re not ready

Never can be ready to absorb the unnamed life force we call divine, the gods or All the Above

Liquid rock rolling down the riverbeds toward the equator, some north & others south, I love.

Hidden in plain sight but only the blinded by the light will know it when they see it, blinded

Cross-eyed the cause of distortion, everything on Earth, all things in every galaxy God bred

Pure thought of this idea, conception occurs in random, reverse order of cause and effects

First came before the Last Cause, a Lost Cause, dream within a dream, all too human defect.

Unseen by human eyesight since the thing itself, a catastrophe is the description of chaos

Unexpected and overwhelming at one & the same time, Earth is sinkin’ into the salty sea

Matter and everything microscopic & macroscopic triggers the destabilization of all atoms

Remote needs a recharge to keep its selection of synchronistic theories for my baby bums.

Unknown Past is hypothetical because the known is here & now right before our very eyes

Dead without the Living is Nothing at all, zero from zero yields zero, it never bakes the pies

Cherry to apple pie, fully packed within the crust, allow understanding a mystery Gobeklitepe

In this place in Space at this Time, present and at one with the solid, liquid and gas of Earth.

Black denim & chrome to the bone the hillbilly deluxe duo skipped a decade or three, shots?

You know and I know it’s all about the parties before the children came to be coddled robots

Not that it was their fault or anything, scat happens and then one side backs down, a hotwire

Nobody stays mad too long after the banjo stops strummin’ the flames into great balls of fire.

Beginning about sundown, the party moves ahead to midnight & beyond, my place or hers

Antimatter of Time in this party Space, movin’ the molecules into formation for the equation

An unknown becomes invisible to the ones who’ve been blinded by good old days of my bros

Put yourself in my place, on second thought, skip it, hope you’re never in my place of holes.

Remember those olden days? Yeah you know you do, before the kids & the old men jivin’

Hope your daughters don’t have to put up with the internet and apple phones, I’m singin’

Good old days on the way to never comeback, except on your daddy’s 8mm film edit of Us

Not on our dimes, they all got good intentions but left it to revert to it’s original cosmic dust.

Fear just because you don’t know you can defeat that in a flash, with your honored fathers

Bills need to be paid, kids to be raised, work to be done, houses to be built, we catch fishers

Dim consciousness due to the early glue sniffin’ in grade school, middle & high school, etc

Lucky I made it out of there alive, dark places I didn’t recognize but escaped by the skin of…

Peeled the fruit & metabolized the solar sugar out the Earth’s vitamin C and minerals to be

Go ahead and try not to get lost when you find I’m not behind you anymore, now you’ll see

It’s all on you, not me at all and it never was on me, but I swallowed the blame, consumed

For I know, I believe, nothing but a catastrophic collapse of the galaxies into the mushroom.

Don’t shoot the messenger, I may be wrong but I bet my bottom dollar whatever that is

That I’m right & anyone who disagrees with my hypothesis is wrong, by definition for this

A throw-back classic sometimes just crops up in its own good time, might be cool or trash

Bottom line, it’s all about the good ol’ days, for real, y’all recall, ladies & gents, join MASH.

Smooth talker and a crooner from the holy nights back in the good ol’ days, I remember being

Feels like just yesterday, in and out of the jails of the sheriff and constables’ counties of sin

Never forget the boogie woogie, rock and roll, jammin’ the rap, blues & jazz, good ol’ days

No reason not to return if you could, for one New York Minute, impossible, remembering’.

Fill her up my dad used to say that to the gas station attendant & it was a smell of odiferous

Nobody knew that this little boy was inhaling gas fumes & getting’ sick for no reason but US

Never tell the folks that the kids were bein’ poisoned for the good of civilization & culture chit

Being alive and kicking when your other eight lives have already been lived & gone, this is It!

My like of living goes way back to the ladies cuddling up with my baby ass when I was 2 & 3

Hey those were the good ol’ days for real, party everywhere my ma & pa took me to absorb

Birthdays of relatives and saints of the Catholics of my father’s & mother’s blind faith to be

Thanksgiving & Holy Day’s circumcision of a crucified god son of an almighty Zeus, a sun orb.

What were these ignoramus’ philosophies going to do other than accelerate the extinction

No free choice in the decisions to launch nuclear missiles all over Earth to full annihilation

Weather permitting in a quarter of a million years hence & heretofore, there will be blood

With the doom and gloom, love will blend & create animation out of dead air in the mood.

Compare the gold medal to the stanley cup because you’ve won both, guilt of the crime too

Hat tricks puttin’ pucks in a goalie’s mask, more stitches where a face used to be so GD blue

Bloody old words in deduced assumptions and conclusions, fill a Void ½ full of bovine scat

Truth is, Earth is an accident of the sun’s appearance due to a Big Bang & Space/Time warp.

Ain’t my place to be in 1st, 2nd or 3rd but I always show up for the party even under the gun

Pin & needles fillin’ the holes with sharp points that will stick up those who don’t have fun

There will always be a fight somewhere, sometime and you’ll be involved in it, inevitable sin

Asserting dominance over subordinates is a legit form’s play, controlled pink & black for skin.

All about the subjects and objects in Space being predicated in Time, now is past, I’m ahead

Being present in the one presence, no doubt about it, all holy chit’s embedded in my forehead

Not only but also, every time it happens every place, humans remain mortal, we got your six

Grilled and drilled to be the disseminator of the immortals’ leftover philosophy of dialectics.

Alas, I’m going to need you to amend a revolting development, out of your control

It’s all in my purview and I will accept full responsibility for the actions & reactions

Of every mouse & human who acts out the avoidance of extinction, multiplication

They are all each one of them responsible for survival of the grounded amphibian.

All we are and have always been, is the epitome of the disembodied, mighty original

Imagine Nothing, absence of absolutely everything that’s a form of matter ala seminal

Dreaming about where it all began, helped to feel good about runnin’ with Blues boys

Started all over on the road so many time, I know it had to end but it didn’t, God’s toys.

Slinkys and squirt guns, water balloons and hide & seek neighborhood tricks and treats

Escaped that asphalt and CTA transfers from avenue to boulevard, great lake to suburbs

Blood dried and became the dust it originated from, activity recollected, prehistoric feats

Drum roll, curtain rises, one actor on the stage, alone without props, kicked to the curbs.

Needing your wants & wanting your needs, all dreams come true the day after you awake

Fools you’ve never seen before, everywhere around every corner, in every church & mall

Downtown, uptown, big state’s in small towns or big cities in small states, all of ‘em, y’all

Like babies who swallow watches while singin’ about spillin’ wine on me, for God’s sake.

From a posh penthouse to the basement bedroom of a ghetto abode, a concoction drain

Souls move in and out of the machine’s ghost, egg to egg transported by a crazy flagellum

In ebb and neap tide mode, a mass in counter revolution, swishing water on the brain stem

Known about the unknown since conception, forgot a minute, remember now, need REM.

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Friday, February 27^th MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1201 AMPST

#HappyBirthday99pops   #IMissYouMan  RIP DADDIO

{ Jacked this up while jammin’ to @HallAndOates #PhiladelphiaFreedom in a loop on youTube link at https://youtu.be/_riPxSYuaOo?si=b9IJxL7gVe5JK7tw }

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W.W.A.R.D.?