PAGLIACCI'S SPRINGSTEEN SIGNAL A FULL HAIL MARY, JESUS LEFT CHICAGO & JOSEPH IS THE JOJO OF THE MOJO HOLY SPIRIT ROCKIN' GHOSTS

PAGLIACCI'S PEACHES

QUANTUM PHYSICS - MASTER FREQUENCY SCORE 0 TO 0

center of the universal blueprint

Built by the lowest forms of life, a cell of RNA's source for forms of DNA protocol

In or out of the thing called the main frequency, quantum field is deeply ingrained

In the flow, like a river being sucked into the oceans & sea, the resonance is dead

Unable to avoid the air that gets sucked into my lungs, I can't hold my bad breath.

Wisdom behind the knowledge is silent sound, frequency & wavelength of the One

Insider unknown, heaven has arrived inside the mindfulness found between ears

Safe is broken and the jewels are exposed to the world, invisible to eyes of fears

Calm as the needs are fulfilled and there is nothing left over after the finality, a son.

Holy ghosts merge into the original sin, being the Oneness of Gold, matter atoms

Peaches made into a cosmic pie, the crust of the form is round, sliced for bums

On the ends of the beginning, it's too true to be true, incredible words show skips

Like a scratch on a vinyl Long Playing (LP) record, it repeats ad infinitum, it flips.

Mark this down, there are tricks to the magic, you got a truck, I got a jet, it's logic

Death remains in the distance at the edge of deep Space, divine intel or it's tragic

Nobody gets out of here alive, not even the1st nor the last one to be fooled by me

Words in predication for explanation & final deduction of synchronicity spells to see.

State is both Oneness and the Many, dimensional Time of the Past & Future test

Programs created & destroyed by the robots who know how to rock & roll the best

Cyberspace everywhere, the unknown occult is the whole Truth & nothing but, y'all

Fine or wickedly crooked, the game is chess & it ends in a draw or a mated king.

I know nothing like the German soldier, Sgt Schultz, yet I know it all in quantum tic

Underground in a box or spared the confinement by exploding into smithereens, sic

Pumped heart, jump up and down for the ecstasy, a gospel of John, stranger of lust

Said something in greek or latin, maybe hebrew but all in all, the gist is we're Dust.

Word was God, Word made flesh, a sound, a sight, a feeling of exploding atoms

Leftover from a Big Bang of Everything atomic, before that Bang, it was the hissing

Mixed and sorted into categories only a genius might decipher, the ignorance vets

It's peculiar that you are unknown, hence open your gate of wisdom & all the rest.

Word became flesh & dwelt among us, poor as a hobo in 2027, walkin' on foot

Bears & horses on four legs, only man & monkey with 2 arms & 2 legs, in a boot

It's all about the H2O, only on this Earth mother, old ignorant men laugh at Truth

Look for it & deny when it's here and now, a lamb of God will be dead, forsoothe.

It is you, it is I, all of us, even those who can't fathom the thing itself, we are One

Spirit is the whole shebang, before the Bang, Nothing was all of it, the fix is in

Helter Skelter on steroids and speed, over and over in the whole shebang, son

Get your Spirit in it's original shape and form, it's alright now, baby it's mortal sin.

Dream of a bass guitar, a lead & a rhythm axe, the wind & cymbals packin' .357s

Chances are things will change with or without you being on the planet, probable

Ghosts play guitars with teeth, tweekin' the E's, F's, G's, B's & A's of the D's notes

There's a pit in the peach, nobody knows it's the RNA of the fruit, it flies & floats.

From underneath the dirt, the burnt-out ash of the Big Bang's result, it's what I am

What you are, I don't know, probable figment of an overactive, divinity's imagination

Come on to me, meaning you want to have discourse or intercourse, all happy ends

To the mama & papa who still surf the SoCal waves in Malibu, give it up, my friends.

Pretend that reality is your presence on planet Earth, out nothing you came, I bet

Fresh egg & flagellate, punched you in the face, broke your nose, you ain't dead yet

From a field of dreams into a real thing, a oneness of existence, apes' form all them

Brought all you had, it's all expended & the wheel revolves still off of a chrome hem.

Streaming on the picture tube, electronics & dynamic monopolies have no origins

Women and the men they made from their holy wombs, some lived, all died in skin

Burnt into ash or buried with an empty corpse underground, all are invisible & holy

All you are, all that I am, fill the void with the winter, summer, autumn & The Fall.

Darker than black in a period, a dot on the matrix, a ghosted chimera finds a signal

It shines & looks like a blinding light out of nowhere, it sounds like silence too, Pal

Regardless of your personal opinion, subjective and objective in predication, in fear

A finale fit for a queen & king of an equation, that Energy equals, squaring matter.

Once, a sound came out of nowhere, get on the bed, I'll whip your ass, la little Kidd

The things themselves should never have become all that there is on Earth, I did

Better off dead but not if you'll be eaten by the carnivores, only by the planet's play

Loathing the Freedom, meaning it's business as usual, live & die in the city of L.A.

I shouldn't let one or many suck your soul dry, you die if it happens to you, die free

No payment of soul's actions while alive, just absence of light, Time & Space bongo

Down under or above and beyond, a zillion parsecs devoid of atoms, tragic comedy

Seriously, amigas & amigos who roamed before our conceptions, much to be, see?

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r j j  stephan, i

c. Samadhi, ROCKTOBER Xth MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 1111 AMPST

{ Chipped this out of the sandTrap while jammin' to #BackToTheGoodOlDays by @BigSMO link @ https://youtu.be/3eozVuADXPs?si=bxn9glXrD90NkBJt & @CoreyCrowder on youTube link @  & @MontgomeryGentry #SheCoudn'tChangeMe @ https://youtu.be/W3_jbjrCJSM?si=jwlFZaFuX5q9BUqx }

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.

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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.

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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.?

$1,000,000 CASH GOLD OIL #GotAWarrantForCherryPie

Deep fake X-ROADS
faded black

Long time ago before I was ever thought about by my two parents, Man got lost

In a wet dream, flesh and bones all in a conundrum without an exit for the boss

Nobody gets out of the puzzle alive with the things you gleaned a la blind faith

It amounts to believing in bovine scat that you get shamed into by high priests.

I am nobody, you are whomever you decide you are, I cast no aspersions upon ye

Fix your trajectory for the bullseye though, there’s no Time in Space to waste, see?

God’s eyes get blinded by high light just like snake eyes, you know nothing, hotrod

Don’t let my father take the blame for my taking myths in vain, Plato’s fault, gods.

Miracle effects without any perceivable cause, therefore, it’s miraculously the End

Of course, not yours, your journey moves on to your own place in Space, godsend

Itch the scratch & if you don’t, you’ll just laugh your ass off in straight-jacket straps

There’s a union you don’t pay dues to, it’s above, so below & just fell in your laps.

Baby you know what you got is all I’ll ever need until the last huff & puff of breath

In & out it will go but you’ll tattoo my soul with the indelible & irreversible death

It’s an Adam & Eve thing we inherited from the ones who disobeyed ‘A’ holy name

It wasn’t right to kiss & hug one another in the garden of paradise, shame, shame.

One cell block atop of Alcatraz Island, exists a robotic department of cyberguard

Nobody gets off of the island alive if there’s an attempt to swim or float far away

Drones patrol, seek & destroy, no options, stay locked up or perish by The Bay

God’s in charge, nobody’s God on Earth, laughin’ lefties losin’ it, rights a canard.

None of the things themselves are created by mankind, creation of mortal spastics

Frequency and wavelength can’t be anything less than infrared mutated dramatics

Essence of the cosmic wavelength is alpha & omega of a black hole’s singularity pi

3.14 the value of the thing, undivided by two, it’s a prime decimal, red cherry pie.

I am no seamstress & I’m not a tailor who can dress up a lie to appear to be Truth

What I am is what I am and that’s what my parents determined, yin, yang, x & y

No reason other than the Heat of the Moment, 100 centuries to appear here, now

What couldn’t be before I appeared has now become the Presence of Truth’s cow.

Drinkin’ milk from the teats of the mothers of the inventions men concocted here

ABC, 1,2,3, it can’t be without a little help from the ET’s above & below the 3rd tier

Knowing Nothing is one’s 1st step in the conceptual analysis, you’re in the rare air

Breathing isn’t essential to remaining at one with a thing itself, afire as God’s hair.

After you hit the crossroads though, you must move ahead, no turning back at all

Nobody comes out alive in the end, dead men tell no tales, you’ll be one of them

Even if you’re a woman on Earth, you’ll be a dead human in the end, never bawl

Species extinction is et al immanent, nothing to do but wait & listen for a last call.

For lazy fools without any way to connect to meaningful lives, you’ll git the Jones’

For no reason is responsible for Love, it’s compassion for the alter-egos that smell

Like perfume or cologne but never like the scat-funk of carnivore cuisine in ol’ hell

Bury it, cover it up, never smell it until it returns to dust like all too human bones.

Read the words, counted & solved the equations of oddities presented as Reality

Form seed to buds, cured & rolled for the reflection of the bitchin’ life I get to see

Nobody knows how crazy a woman can be when she forgets about Adam’s apple

Chain reaction there to here, desperate for my company, killin’ me, oh yeah, Hell!

Raining in my heart to cover-up my holy soul that I covered-up with a world web

Cyberspaced-out in the regalia only jesus, mary & joseph knew when they go wise

Romans read them their rights that they didn’t have according to Caesar the king

Of Nothing you know or will ever know, king of it all, last gasp of air, extinct sting.

Y'all haven’t the faintest idea what the gist is, for all of y’all everywhere and my I

Up yonder gist is exactly what the purpose is to any given action or reaction display

Albeit, nobody knows the purpose other than the 1st Actor acting for Key Lime pie

Just a @DutchBrothers #Annhilator, in the holy pie hole & down the block of clay.

Pumping all of the liquid rock from the burning starlight’s meltdown, all good

Fried as above just like you knew what was goin’ down below some evil bad

Wish you would do what you said you’d do as soon as you retired from beat

Been a little while since the bread & butter yielded this abode on easy street.

Love and the lack of it is downloaded from the ones who lived & died a human

Mothers, fathers, sisters & brothers, amigos & relatives of someone, an orphan

I played songs from the origin of the species to the annihilation & resurrection

Can’t tell you anything you haven’t heard but I’ll point you in another direction.

Fists full of gold powder traded for gun powder and face powder to show & tell

Telling the stories that nobody has ever heard because y’all just made them up

Hard to recollect them but the gist of the tales can be conjured like a magic spell

Holy things without knowing the blessing is genetic inheritance from the mighty.

Knowledge of the facts of life is wisdom, you either get it or you never do, it’s OK

Some of the soul karma involved has something to do with eternity out of our control

All being and Nothingness have the steady dating philosophy down pat, body & soul

Do, Re, Mi & to the end of the scale, language lingo your way, I did it My Milky Way.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Merecredi, July XXIIIrd MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Killin’ floor never lets my scat fall upon the dirt, fleshed this out while jammin’ to @LosLonelyBoys mini-concert in 2024 @RyeNewYork link @ https://youtu.be/7zLpcZZHuC0?si=SDTJ2YsBlJJC-hpg }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?