TRIBUTE TO THE US MILITARY COMPLEXITY @SecDef @HeartTheBand #ACDC #TittiesBeer #TwoForOne

HEART   @NancyWilson   @AnnWilson

GLIDER EXPERIENCE CUZ SHE WAS

GONNA GLIDE to heaven WITHOUT ME

If and only if y’all know where I’m comin’ from, gotta cool off and pause it all!

Rockin’ one end of the slow roll, ear to the ground to see the beat, feel It all up

In & out of a dream sequence as if Reality as it is, was & will be as it is forever

No offense but I have a defense and it’s in order, daddy called me a free rover.

Knowing about me, his first-born son was about all a poor innocent man in a fix

As if it never happens to anyone else but me, I can’t tell you the secret but it’s tricks

Cards or die, many games to play and avoid gettin’ cut, shot or beat up real bad, so

Keep your hands close to your vest, full house aces over deuces or not, winner blow.

Peace and suffering seem to go hand in hand but there’s no reason that it’s inevitable

You know how it is on the highway, drivin’ blind all night, moon straight ahead of hell

I got the moonshine outside & inside so the next stop is the last stop, I gotta take a pill

Downtown from the capitol on the east side by the river, tulle fog’s rollin’ in, rings a bell.

My sleeves are rolled up and my boots are pulled up high enough to get closer to home

It’s always something, if it’s not this, it’s that and if it’s not that, it’s this, wag the gnome

Comedy of sadness & tragedy of total, absolute zero gravity is in order, yet out of order

From tips of toes to tops of bone heads, it’s difficult, all but impossible to cross a border.

Become invisible in plain sight, a sprinkle of magic dust that causes mutant subatoms

All above & below to be or not to be, philosophically a treatise on Halloween phantoms

As it turns out, we’ve all been deceived about Life, but a dream in a row boat buttercup

Show got on the road as scheduled, Time went lickity-splitly, in a ditch the sun came up.

Don’t dare aim a round at the messenger, it’s your fault you’re easily duped by the clown

I don’t care what your amendment says, I’ll disarm the threat & stow weapons in arrears

Your S.O. takes you for a fool, treats you mean & cruel, it ain’t a fault, it’s no love for you

It’s nothing personal, just the way it is, chips are fallin’ but I think she’s leavin’, sure do.

Grooved deeply into the record, it’s spinnin’ on the turntable makin’ a good day in Hell

It wasn’t before but it is now antithetic to heaven leakin’ out on a planet’s star dust pall

Apes look like the naked homo sapiens but there’s a sign, they are incapable of being fair

This here, indeed is the planet of the apes, we ain’t worthy to be of the land, sea and air.

If I tell you a secret and it makes you feel foolish, promise not to hold it against me, OK

If so, here’s the lowdown, you & I can hide eyes that lie and still get the gist of what I say

Herd behavior is associated with every step and move that we all make, the middle path

Open to all who enter willing to become awake & recall the mighty Oneness, the wraith.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 10-19-2025 A.D. @ 333 PMPST

{ Crushed these words out of the kiln while jammin’ to @TheEagles #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/hC5qDyrhirU?si=cAUN7wsNbtzOd68A }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

GOD IS ONE DOG SPELLED BACKWARDS, i AIN'T WRONG MAN! #WordUp @KORN

TOLD US NOT TO EAT THE KNOWLEDGE

Sweet sorrow, sweet revenge

= even/steven or not

MoreBeer

I won’t chew my refuse twice, it’s garbage after all is said & dead, soul afire

I’m on the run from my own skin and bones because I know absolute Truth

Trying to divulge the exact nature of this beast is taboo for whomever is up

Above the ground, below the empty Space above & below all of us, it’s 7Up.

Apes or just thinking orangutangs and capuchin monkeys among dumb chimps

Prejudiced right from the start in my & your fathers’ eyes, all call girls and pimps

Piercing the darkness & the invisible soul we’ve never seen and likely never will

Light blinds the eyes whether they’re stone blind or 20/20 image registry to kill.

Upon the rolling hills, you & I stay out of the way of minions, we’ll need a blow

Never trash, never burn garbage, always disintegrate everything without delay

Like it or not, it’s the way it is, always what it is that counts, as above, so below

Tracing the boxes and envelopes from post-origin to predestination, phuqin “A”.

Hey man, he said “Daddy!” What in God’s name is up with that? I’ll say choose

You can’t formulate the dialogue and incorporate the essence of the papoose

Child from an egg, onto the skulls and bones of your kin, momm & yo’ daddies

Pilgrims began their journey ala total blind faith chance with lucky old lassies.

Full responsibility for my obligation which are slim & none, protect my memory

Of who broke my heart, who left me out in the rain, I got them in my recollect

It’s like a pilgrim that has one chance, and it’s blown, never get another to blow

I kid you not, no second chances, 1st one was luck of the draw, so now, bow up.

Here’s the key to the padlock, it’s got o combination of random #’s trip spins

Walking the dogs, sterilizing the air of random pet fecal matter, cats, birds, rats

Nothing matters to these pets other than where the meal’s place in Space is now

Needing and wanting to survive a trip-journey, ya gotta kill life to live, even bats.

Harmony to find a safe place where every mortal wants to be, back against walls

Never depending on the cover of others to be constant, their chore of great falls

In mountains or next to great lakes, health failing & soul’s descending slowly, oh

Mama knows as she always did, shape I’m in as I was within her, I’m without, so.

Popping in and out of the Time and Space allowed by accident, luck of the draws

Random boondoggles of all sophists who survived immaculate conception flaws

Creature features you’ve gleaned form the RNA distribution & recombination kit

Away to the extinction, this way or that, singularity onto the big bang bull’s spit.

Mindful of left & right hemisphere of the brain’s corpus dillecti in utero, mortal

Yes, you & I are, not immortal but a loner’s dream that ends, in mystery of Fall

Dependent upon the Earth, Wind & Fire, no regret last gasp, I will let it all go by

My memory like watching a screen in front of my eyes wide open, flashed, I Die!

Knowing the whole shebang on Earth, pole to pole and around the equator, God

Absolutely deep as shallow childhood innocence, backward counting 3, 2 & One

For the love and happiness, y’all get just by learning from the Big People, heroes

Female & male, heroes all, honor to the memory, kiss up to God, sisters & bros.

Sanity is just the way to stay out of trouble & the incarceration of the jailer’s cult

Ultraviolet to infrared, that’s light in waves & frequencies zero to 36-24-36 built

Could be 5 foot 2, eyes of blue or 6 feet too, all good for the doom scroll sunset

Fear is relinquished, annihilated into the void, open heart surgery, salute A Vet.

Dogs of War and the soft and warm 16-hour day, sleepin’ deep 8 hours give take

Business is the busy body attempting to avoid rigor mortis, stalks as a deep fake

Kiss on my face, all I needed to get my heart in my mouth & soul in its old place

Wine, whiskey, beer, flower, gone with my Love, tomorrow on yesterday’s race.

Picture in a dream, there you are, still there like the day you forgot all about me

You’re gone, I know, you know, everybody knows, no chance for a rebirth spew

Pardon me, pardon you, pardon all humans who offended the Offended divine

Watch a river flow, north to south and south to north, cut equator centrifugally.

Circumvent the closest ball of gas, the star called Starzinsky, shines a black hole

Classical and Salsa, Rock, Blues, Jazz, Country, Pop and it’s all a He, She & It role

To be or not to be as it’s been said, or so I’m told, a bit like Romeo & Juliette play

Life’s too short to wonder about ending it now or later, just Be, corpses all lie, lay.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, ROCKTOBER 7th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Blasted this blather while jammin’ to @CarlosSantana #Amigos LP link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/EkmyDyiBQ1Y } 

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

HollowAndNaked #Soulstripper @ACDC

SUPREME SHADOW SUNSET STONE

In no way, any shape or hardly any form will the original sin be the fault of the Man, Adam

Regardless of the accuracy of the blame game, it’s all after the fact of life has become, damn

We all are the people as around a tower of Babel, signals & signs mean agree or disagree time

On the battles & the wars that result from the conflagration of wills, reveal history on a dime.

Creep factor becomes embedded in the darkness where angels fear to go while in stealth mode

Losing the edge that invisibility allows, gets you fired by the gods & sent to Hades’ rocky road

Over & under the line is where the odds get tricky & require expertise to Win, Place and Show

My book is your book, I keep the bets all in my head, no harm & no foul, winners blow by blow.

Grace & the sins against the good, bad & ugly all get tallied for the final judge to mete out evens

So, nobody gets short-changed & it’s all on the up and up for everyone to agree is good for Zens

Inner so deep inside that it’s not only unseen but also invisible to the tangible touch & taste of it

Got a line & an angle to form a triad, square & 3D pyramid, four sides, no three-duo dimension.

Bottoms up, drink the lights out, find a place to lay your head without disturbance, just dread it

Awaken with the hair of the dog in your mouth, hungover like an awning over an anthill of chit

Mercy from the maker if any exists, drinking orange juice for a buzz, hit a bong for the buddies

A dreamcatcher eliminates the wasted time we’ve spent being responsible for obligatory fees.

Low hanging fruit for low riders hangin’ on the rue de ville from L.A. to Brooklyn & Philly’s bell

Trips are few & far between since nothing is free & you’ve got to pay your way to rap in the dell

My money is good for the goods exchange, the traders wanted it this way, it is what it is, all blue

Moms & dads, guardians of the gold inherited from the dead & gone punks, all Great Ones too.

Cartoons in 3D right in front of our faces without the silver screens, plasma display smell vision

Playin’ juice harps as paradise drifts beyond a salted sea, lost presence all becomes immersion

In deeper, behind shadows of darkness, running the spook show for the minions of holy names

Inns full, nowhere to run, no place to sleep, no safe place for rent, no, I’m the player of games.

Drop the pretensions, if I could, I would but one of us must if we’re to survive the dirty joke

That Earth is not only a mass of assorted masses of molecules, to the dead ones who smoke

Jokes on you & yours, full stop, what the hell that interjects is the idiocy of the moron head

Into a maelstrom down the middle, in gravitational collapse of my soul, yours too, it’s dead.

I deny the Truth and I’ve full blind faith in the Unknown, as an omnipotent presence, my zoo

Beyond twilight zones in 360 degree surrounding strategy, Earth’s God, Scratch ala Kalamazoo

It’s all no joke, making love causes over population, too much love causes extinction of #TheMany

It could be worse, imagine your surprise to never have been conceived, day’s yield a penny.

Realization as a teenager that Life itself is an intangible chimera, a thing nevertheless, at one

Opine, it’s always the same, I know, you don’t know, you know I know, we know nothing, so

Funk runs together due to the spin of the contracted mass, fighting quakes in yards of stock

Moving the gas into deep pockets which were deep holes in the meteoric glob, planet Rock.

Whether a human was aborted a moment or nine months post-conception, still extinction

How the species will be treated by the enormous powers that be when the time comes in

To be or not to be, survival of the most fit & ability to survive with ease & comfort, happy

As above, so below it should be, happiness is all too human, not divine sadness, ol’ pappy.

On a roll today & tomorrow, I surfed onto the beach on some nice tidal waves, here & now

Bringing the big guns to the battle, figuratively the sharks & the jets at the rumble in tow

Junkies & slum bums who can’t retrieve their own junk all die in the morgue of cities’ stiffs

Production of the three acts & epilogue depend on the prologue, tearin’ it up guitar riffs.

Ice cream of the crop comes into perspective, shift attention from logic & reason to hysteria

I misunderstand it all, you are an ignorant fool to continue the charade of being a mameluka

Think about all you’ve thought about during your life & then forget about it & die, God bless

All you are, all we are, all I am, One thing called Live Earth, neither more nor lesser, confess.

One thing is clear and other things are even more clear, reflexive breathing in and out always

It’s how you & I remain alive & well, here & now, no choice other than to die in a burial daze

Purpose has an appropriate force to succeed at reaching an ultimate goal, a whole, holy truth

Block you, block everyone who attempts to violate rules of engagement, pull a wisdom tooth.

I follow nobody, recall your favorite heroes and idols who appeared happy to be alive, daily

Do unto nobody on Earth anything that you would not want them to do to you, man or lady

Crunchy between the molars and incisors, hot in the city for the personality mask grotesque

Day after day, minute after minute, be present, be here & now, a naked ape tomato bisque.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, August 8^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 411 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin to @WARtheBand on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo?si=IC4ns5y6acSPUimj }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?