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Saturday, June 03, 2023

ZIP BUDS ZIP RECRUITER ZIPPITY-DOO-DA @MarshallTuckerBand @Santana #KOBE #RIP @ChicagoTheBand

KINSHIP, FRIENDSHIP, SHIP-SHAPE CHIT 
Third of June & the daylight is as it always is, got our lemon squeezed, I’m still alive in the mixture
Of the living and the dead, life eating food for life, the dead & gone dogs, lambs, snakes & manure
Of the cows who chew the cud to feed the calves who drop after the bulls’ concoct a simple slam
No effects come forth without a cause, there’s a First Cause of the first thought that I think, I am.

Bumped up to the higher level of wavelengths and lower level of frequencies, height & depth sea
Of the unknown which is everything under the sun and moon, nobody gets out of here alive, I see
Without the benefit of the doubting Thomas & the saintly heroes of lore, back to the Stoners’ Sins
When mankind & womankind worked just like it does now, barely surviving the species extinctions.

God advised Adam & Eve not to grow the seeds in the garden or they’d multiply the original sinkin’
Screwing around because some snake hissed the Word that the Ego & the Id don’t need no stinkin’
Creators above and below us matter to energy as divine Form shapes up, shifting smoke to raw fish
Obligated to a fault, to the mothers & fathers I never had, mine are dead & gone in the Earth’s ash.

Gloom enters my magnet pull, I suck it in like the gravitational collapse of the whole shebang, boom
Done gone without a peep, just imagine a point on a blackboard in front of your face, impure gloom
For to be at all is the best that you & I can hope for, everything else after conception’s a microsecond
As my gramma & my mama used to say, sit down & manga before I finished my 1st helping, I got a 2nd.

I fill in your blanks but you really have none, full of the most matter you can be, you need to excrete chit
Love from the heart, happiness from the soul, all in the head, in the brain, in the mind, we’re all full of It
Forum to exhibit the steps from one to infinity has begun, now it’s over & I hope you’ve gleaned a secret
Neither handshake nor a nod but a byte of power in form of a signal, a sign you slice & cut ‘til blood’s let.

Grime inside of the center of the holy atom, every single one in the whole exploding implosion, a whisp
Of wind that comes only due to the spinnin’ wobble of Earth’s gyration, no remedy other than bury deep
Six feet more or less, inside of a box to prevent the maggot infestation, all that’s left of the boy or old girl
Fangs & nails left over to remain or grow longer than the white hair, dyed black, red & purple fade pearl.

Killing the beats and rhythm on the 88’s, lead, rhythm & bass’ backbeat ongoing forever until it’s silly too
As above and so it is below the mess of emptiness, Space & Time explained by dead morons of the blues
A pirate, being serious or a joker makes no difference other than one way you get to LOL & get drunk too
I’ve chosen the latter alternative, bottle of rum, a joker without funny jokes, I am the punch line, fool!

Tisket, tasket, green & yellow basketballs goin’ in for three, rainin’ down from twenty-foot of heaven
Mondays through Sundays, games full of periodic minutes & seconds for hours, sometimes overtimin’
As if large & tall human beings never get tired of running back and forth for days & days Fall to Spring
Now then, retired a millionaire divorcee with 12 kids all going to college, life is good, Magic Byrd sing!

Rollin’ with the ends of the beginning, first I wasn’t here & now I am here, someday unknown I won’t
To be or not to be is not the question I’ve found to be of Shakespearean importance, it’s all fortune pie
Apple, pumpkin, cherry, peach or humble matters little, the fact that you get to EAT is everything, I lie
It’s not everything but it’s a nice piece of the puzzle, how to eat the inedible to stay alive, or… don’t!

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, June 3rd, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST
{ Jammed jammin’ to @TheBlackCrowes & @JimmyPage #NobodysFaultButMine https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JVPgkmbFHig }

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

Monday, December 26, 2022

PURPOSE OF STATES OF ALL OF US, SOMETIMES WE LAUGH, SOMETYIMES WE CRY! @JoeSatriani #WhatHappensNext? @ElephantsOfMars 2022

DOG STAR YOU WILL FAIL, ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO, ERGO, STAY HIGH
Filling up on the Ethyl or the premium processed Earth fuel, dinasaur ooze
Buns' dough rolled and in the oven, risin' with the heat of the twilight boozer
Buds and smoke are down with the alien bunch of orphans, made by no gods
Above and below it's precisely the identical way that it's always been since God.

Oneness is the next step off of the cliff of duality, it's no good, it's not evil, It Is
Just that, nothing more nor less than the whole shebang of atomic fizzle & pizz
No man can live alone, no man can take life for granted, you're here, then OUT
Of this world's paradise or hell in the mind of porcelin crap, trippin' on doubt.

A herd of things, four or two legged, all too divine for me to conclude the Tree
Of Being and Nothingness, married to philosophers is not recommended to be
Fair or not, it is the way that it is, being here or there or who you are to be fair
It's the creation's fault for being generated from scratch, black hole angel hair.

Muffled your voice, strangled your throat's ability to move in and out of caves
Two to begin with, small and out of sight, the key is for mama to nurture knaves
Sensitive kind of woman nurtures the impossible until it's overwealming to gods
Then and only then, removal of the soreness requires surgery and so I cut Bloods.

Cryptocurrency's a method of One gang of Crypts who ate the Kryptonite at 2:30
Found on the road dead as roadkill, still kept movin' on, as if no need for mournin'
Stared at the headlights to long while crossin' the road, to see what that is, waitin'
For the weight of the TNT to drop a dime, it's all in the mind, even the Earth dirty!

Here now, there then and other nouns and verbs, subjected to foreign object UFOs
Bums, junkies all resulted from the original conception of mankind, 30 jacks' blows
Until the nine month burst becomes the next time God tries to stay alive forever, Ho
Never happens that way, vain hope remains, set to go, hair trigger's deep .457 hole.

In a gunfight with a knife, you can't dodge the bullets forever, they're fast as Hell
It's nothing you'll see, ask the assasinated happy leaders and fathers of gold mines
Amazed to see the Life pass quickly ahead of your mind, birth to the resting place
Of death's stench of human flesh, called yourself, stinks, stank & stunk up Space.

Lonesome space in Space is right here where I am, you'll never know it, I'm gone
As if I never came or made an impression on culture's exchange of a King's pawn
Cancelled out my culture, played with my mind until I found out the fool's Rules
Believe the Word, Know Nothing, Be the Ball, Believe in yourself, Golden Dawn!

Boredom gets you here and now with a high interest rate over 10% to payback
Mind games to play with the Origin, unseen between dot matrix skies of black
In between the astronomical distance between this dirty world, there's a Void
Man's bones-mind goes there after death, this Is 'The Ride' God, a humanoid!

by
r j j  stephan, I
c.  Freezember XXVIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 555 AMPST

{ Dog's Star in a manger, drafted in dark room eatin' Humble Pie, in a straight jacket, ready to tow-away & put in a dark cell without light of day, strokin' a battle axe in utero, jammin' to @VanMorrison #SometimesWeCry ...             just a kid in an infinite loop,
https://youtu.be/LqkrGPEdt34 & #RoughGodGoesRidin' link @ https://youtu.be/yYTm4Ajm6BE }

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

#God #Man #NothingAtAll #ZipperUnzipped @MariaAmour #BlueAndSorrowTimes #ShipsAsailNOW

😊

ZEBRA SIGHTS OUTSIDE MY CAVE’S GLASS WALL

Further on down the road, you will run into a brick wall, you hacked the bricks’ helm
From the extruder machine & out to a conveyor belt to the hacker’s stack & kiln row
To bake & break Plato or pull out to freeze as solid as Pluto’s vacancy from the realm
It’s no reason to live to die, think about who you are, thoughts? None. I thought so.

Miserable & fully committed to the whole shebang, woke & awake for four slow riders
Been hungry for food but have no money to trade for grunts, gotta steal three squares
Pistol-whipped and gunned-down in the Christmas grave, uncovered & reloaded uplink
Amused and repulsed by the identical Cause, the first one, invisible or dead & way gone.

Sunlight hurt my bad eyes worse than Peace of mind that keeps comin’-goin’ like a gypsy
On the top of the tidal waves and the surf into the dead beaches, evolve continental Navy
Sailing upon the bounty, of men & gods who fell into the drink, Jones’ locker is locked fans
Nobody can get in and nobody gets out, there’s no key for the skeletons or all too humans.

Marie would always be the first and last one to love me or you, or was it Maria, hey love It
Could have been the savior’s mama, the sweetness of Joe’s main squeeze, could be fit byte
No blood drawn from the neck or the thigh bones, just suckin’ the soul’s spirit out the crown
A conception of One, inside a closed, dark womb, creator, savior, dreamer, dead man blown.

I was gone way too far away last night, yesterday is all gone, no comin’ back to me again, son
Presented in a wrapped box with shining, aluminum thin paper, red, purple, blue-green souls
Thinking thoughts to materialize from atoms to forms of animated liquid rock and sweet rolls
One multiplicity of neutrinos disguised USA ghosts of fools’ sins, NOW we’re all dead & gone.

Coming right out of the dirty ground, solar ashes or underwater of the sea monsters of gods
Made us to eat us up in a holocaust or a never-neverland up above the invisible Space bods
Up and down, in and out, come here, take me away, who you talkin’ to? What do I say . . .?
Come over here, take my blues far away, no disguise just let me go, already gone, hey hey!

She took me far away from my first intention to be far away, further than I am now, in ‘I’
Nobody and nothing else in the center of the nucleus, it’s a matter of time to know it, why?
Lonely dreamin’ alone, the only way it can be, accept that it’s all about me, I am not a Rich
Neither a Joe or a Steve, not even a Jimmy-James, canon is fired, ships sailed, son of a biche!

by

rjjstephan, i

c.  Freezember XXth, MMXXII Anno Domini en Mardi @ 711 AMPST

{ Bums and junkies bringin’ back the memories lying next to the RR tracks, settin'
my old soul free from the rigmarole of existence’s anomaly freakin’ the minions out but jammin’ in an infinite loop, jammin’ to #MARIA by @BWStevenson link @ https://youtu.be/JdBvTvxHy7E }

F I N I S 

W.W.A.R.D.?

Wednesday, March 30, 2022

ON BEING... A DIRTY GOLD BALL OF DIRT ROCKIN' ROLLED JOINTS, PHILLY TO CORONA, OLD general IN A COUP D'ETAT STOOP, & DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN, fear me not! I AM One 7th Son

Four Foul Stanzas

What it is, this substance of underground wisdom of Coca Cola & rum
Since you don't know me & I don't know you, words may go in one ear
And right out of the other ear without registering the power of wisdom
To see the Way of warriors who are brave & fight for death, it's dumb.

When you can, slow down, think about The Nature of being here & now
It's not a game if you don't know the rules of the road to this hoosgow
Which is the future and what was the past for real, nobody knows it all
There are few humans born and raised on Earth who play on a big ball.

I spit on the expenses to repair cracks in the psychic relations with God
Expenses liquidated in a budget without money, original-sin red blood
Animated germs grown out of control upto a terminal supine position
When the conglomeration of specialized cells of DNA atrophy & end sin.

Mayhem's the Word, every day, chaos reigns as my origin, daylight life
Truth appears False, vice versa boogyman's dark, wow dude on my wife
It's not their fault but it's their obligation to overwealm the white Gods
Black gods aren't apparent in the ancient literature paintings of Moors.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, March XXXth, MMXXII Anno Domini

{ Cocksure blood from Zeus, drafted while listenin' to #HeadKnockers by @Foreigner link @ https://youtu.be/3uYyzadMfXA & @Kingsman #LouieLouis @ https://youtu.be/1RZJ4ESU52U for 60's #SockHoppers like me!  }
F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.? 



4th foul station situation

Saturday, January 15, 2022

#DarylsHouse #TRAIN #AlignmentNoWorkNoJob #MarvinGaye #WhatsHappeninBrother? @TRAIN @TheOjays #RedneckGirls


DARK MATTER & A PLETHORA OF VIRGINIA'S IDIOTS
Come on man, open your mouth & take your medicine and you'll see the same thing, Nothing
It ain't my fault it's the way it is, it's nobody's fault at all, neither human nor divine, it's A Thing
Neither more nor less than one's construct of a conceptual figment of imagination, it's the sun
Nothing everywhere even if you're blind, deaf & dumb as a stoned rock, it's all to human, son.

With or without you, God's stage is set to atrophy in millions of years, meaning no mo' trippin'
Orphaned or well educated & well cared for as if your bones are immortal, a rock of mortal sin
Gold or silver is the way of the warrior and the monk, dependent on the spun yarn recalled fur
Colored skins on naked apes, all that was offered when my injection infected every him & her.

Think this way or no way at all, we're all alive, animal, microbes, planted Earth fauna to vanish
In a sunami of solar flairs, all H2O will turn out to be the God we're always referring to, A Dish
Minds over Matter but there's no mind without It, Matter is everything except emptied Space
No atomic life's left in this universe, holy savior ain't here man, above a crossbone skull's face.

Conceived, stillborn, immortalized, forgotten in the end, nobody cares, it's over when it's over
Do not shoot the messenger with your bow and arrow from Cupid or a zillion Rudy Valentinos
Here's the thing, the whole thing and nothing but the thing itself, you can't make this scat up
Poeism ettiquette dreams in a huge vacuum of Mr Big's mind, gargantuan God's Cannabis cup.

Stream the smoke from fire to the emptiness we all know from the womb, dark, wet, desolate
Then into sunlight without warning, left to fend for itself, the zygote turns to corpse man bait
Attraction laws can have no disregard for the pull of positive and negative charged electric chit
Photons, electrons, protons, neutrons of evolved apes on Earth explain no Space stargate fate.

Give credit to monks, queens & kings who cooked up mythology, a wonderful magical human
To be or not to be if only that were the only question, there are more, like where's God been?
There's no divinity, it's probably the Truth, replaced the fear & loathing with blinded faith fun
In your ancestors worship of animals and aliens and just Earth, Wind & Fire, alternatives None.

I see nothing I need to change, I have no power to do anything more nor less than I've done
Sons fathered to jack the nests around to their fate, out of my wings' feathers, we havin' fun
Almost already gone before I knew it, fell down and phuqed up many more times than a few
Now, here this, at the bottom where the sun don't shine & at the pinnacle of One, God's jew.

Christ's spark came before the Law, burning forever in perpetuity, no other way to be a Man
Come down from a virgin's womb, blow away all prejudice of the herd, die in vain for nothin'
Home or visiting far away from the place in the nest where you can sleep with one eye open
Extinction of you is coming, count on it, it's not for me to say, but I'm sayin' it anyway, I Sin!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, Janvier XV, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST
{ Drafted despite the inept attempts at the beauty of consciousness to take me far away from here, so I killed it while listenin' to 1977's @MarshallTuckerBand #FlyLikeAnEagle on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rZl7tqXVoEw & #MeetSweetVirginia by @TRAIN link @ https://youtu.be/dwkrkQhHyj0 }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, October 24, 2021

#ShesAllINeedTonight #TimeIsStillInFocus #SpaceIsOutOfsightsfocus #MoonbeamMyWavelength @TomPetty @VanMorrison @AynRand & philosophy


EVERY PICTURE TOLD A STORY, IT'S ALL OVER, NO LIES?
All in the game, in the family, it's inside the DNA's acid, there's no God's OM in the pi Aster's dust
I want you back & if you don't roll the rolls royce, bring me the maserati fuel key, I love it you see
I'm gonna drive that baby right into the pavement, up the turnpikes & expressway to the freeway
Making love or causing a Big Bang for only one reason, to release the gaseous phart of a big One.

There's no way out of the corner, it's the nature of the beast to be there & struggle to survive It
This here life in the complex of fools and wise ass men, I mean educated pHd's, sorry doctor chit
You know you're hurting & it's because you're alive & eating stardust meat on decks of The Poop
Cancel me, you and everybody else on the seven continents and the islands' volcanic cosmic soup.

Be back in front when the time comes to get down to brass tacks, no more fooling around at play
It's no game we're playing therefore there aren't any rules, it's an ethical conundrum of a history
Of the men who gathered the information they couldn't be certain would be passed on to us all
We salute them, the philosophers and priests and their scroll recorders, their office staff of B.C.

So, go jump in the lake, Michigan if it's close enough, I never knew what my mom meant by that
It certainly is clear now that I've graduated from the university honoring America's 1st POTUS call
Washington with the wooden teeth, better than the rotten ones of inheritance, B- vitamin blood
Eggs which can't hatch without being inseminated with 1 seed of life, it's All we got from a hood.

Destiny will insult the presence of Time and Space, it's just a dream within an eternal dream, a Ga
Common denominator of an infinite numerator, surnamed 'X' as the unknown number's top digit
It's one, two or three up to nine & then repeat ad infinitum, again & again until it's too late, Ra
Purpose of this trip to exist on this planet is to be here and now without losing your head's spirit.

Aunt Annie & Gertrude gave us their' all, as did Josie, Betty & Dolores, pictures told the story, eh
Came to Jesus just to save the innocent from the guilty, makes gods smell the funk in spirit today
Pictures tell the stories if words can't come down from above or below, axis and poles add to two
Astrological and psychological, conceptual analysis of the monks gave us all the dream of a screw.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  ROCKTOBER XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST
{  Follow it here is one conclusion possible, there's "I WON'T BACK DOWN & i'LL STAND MY GROUND," while I was jammin' to @TomPetty #RIP @ https://youtu.be/0szQMjwXQVM } ....
 
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, March 28, 2021

#PapaWasARollingStone #TrustMe #WouldILieToMyFavoriteRug ? #WheresTheChief @EricChurch @Skynyrd


 
NOTHING BUT GRIM, GREEN RIVERS & JACK'S POT O' GOLD
Destiny to rock and roll from pole to pole all around the equator and then back to the MEM#HUB
Split into regions of frequencies and wavelengths committed to People, a Service for a Profit tub
One in a million investment caused the effect you see in the trillions of tons of gold & silver, man
In piles of electronic 1's & 0's reinvested into the genome's DNA, replicating FDX, a goddess' fan.

Overnight or ASAP, dependent on nobody and nothing but the excellence of perfection, #Deliver
It's all that's necessary, sugar, to compliment the human condition, innocence in ma & pa's Void
Face it man!  You get down or stay straight, upright, stand up guy & gal, you & yours only perish
In the end, sooner or later, you'll get caught with your britches down, on or off of the can, go fish!

Inside of the rocks, nothing left over from the Big Bang or the Red Giant's excess radioactive flow
Homeopathic & telepathic intersecting at the threshold of a twilight zone lit Void, ready to blow
Riding the wind of starlight and nuclear fusion's incomprehensible glow in the darkness, I am One
Not two or the Many, just One but not lonely since I am all that there is left of me, I'm a 7th son.

Mother dropped 6 of the ones before me into a Roman Catholic joint, Limbo, out of Time's zone
They're still there in between heaven, hehl & planet Blue, bones burned, turned to dusted stone
Underground down to the core of rolling thunder, where Earth is exposed to be the dead hotrod
Leftover afterbirth of the mother of the life form invention, containerized, mortal, acid of God!

In the holy name society of secret words and mantras to pretend this Life on Earth isn't all of It
Word unwritten that is the sound of music to the deaf ears of One who hears Nothing, take a hit
Yet, there's this evolution of theoretical conjecture, mama was a monkey, pops King Kong norms
Need Godzilla to help me out, smiling amoeba & paramecium, bullfrogs, spun yarn of silk worms.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, March XXVIIIth, 2021 Anno Domini
{  Drafted while listenin' to @AmericanBandstand 1969 @Youngbloods @Archies @CreedenceClearwater #TheTemptations link @ https://youtu.be/BE-K3QqtBX4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Monday, March 22, 2021

#StolenWatermelons #PokeSaladAnnieSocks #ThankYall

 

THERE, CHAMPIONSHIP RASTA!*
Here and now, we fly above the fray and when it's time to score, we go through the future, to me
Spitballs of It, a whole frozen block of ice full of Unmoved Movers, Time's Space, a relentless sea
It's the nature of the beast and the essence of the miracle that is, a rock of seeds in a cosmic stew
Boiled and left in liquid states of complex molecules full of the rhythm and blues of me and you.

Punks who had babies without knowing the Way to behave in a nest's eggs or hive's honeycomb
Your mama wouldn't let you know and your daddy didn't get the message, Love's a thunderdome
People change from an atom collision all in our minds of empty plaids and stripes, no stars here
Only One son, it's not me & it certainly can't be you, on the other hand, I'll give you a bum steer.

I knew this chick named Proud Mary back in 1966-1967 but her daddy was a cop & so he pulled It
Left his pistol on the table, probably unloaded to see if I was a maniac or not, final words he said
Told me she wasn't home for me anymore, couldn't make out with his 15 year old baby girl, then
Or ever down the road, never come back or else, I think he'd finish me off, rough guy, he is DEAD!

Kept O'Tooles out of my genome, rolled on down the Desplaines River, left a good job in 2nd city
Memphis to New Orleans, Riverboat Queen rolled me up and down the Mississippi, Air Force high
Couldn't get in and out of the chow halls more than three times every day, love bon appetit force
To you and me and everyone on the planet before and after I got here, you & I are intercoursed!

It was that UFO nobody but you saw on the Missouri River goin' through Great Falls skies in '73
In a second, smacked in the face with the unknown to be identified and forgotten simultaneously
Secret on the top of the food chain is a secret, it's why you and I don't know it, kept it very quiet
On hot days and cold nights, whispered words melt everyone, on the radio, on the iPhone, it's It.

In the groove and behind the scenes, left and right are lifted up by the leaders of the fagot packs
Punks in the groove and their elders in the rehab homes, layin' in the sack with a diaper-pamper
Nobody change It, who in this planet's rotational revolution wants to change moms & pops blacks
Tan, greys, clearly how you'd like your century old scat changed, embarrassment of a soul jackass.

What does that all mean, barking and threatening to bite because it's all your carnivorous loving
Wanting to be happy like all men and women who have descended from the rupture in the fabric
Drinks were never on the house, the dogs downed watered-down Black Jack to my golden earing
I played the concerts past midnight hours, tore 'em down to the stage's grounded dirt, I'm singin'.

I don't count on my fingers and toes, I do the math in my head, in my mind, in retrospect, I'm out
No reason behind the humanity other than being the lucky draw in Space and Time, evolution lot
At the end of the thing, this thing under your face, this body of 208 bones, Louisiana to California
All millions of the minions first moved and then they don't, girls, boys, great grand folks of a Ga.

Gators or just viral infection of the DNA's RNA, gotta get eaten by gators and then nothing is left
Eaten spirits and words in their mouths, a name on a granite stone and a random year of trippin'
In and out of the burger joints, grocery stores, rental units, mansion estates & caves' hog chitlins
Counting backward from One, you get to zero easier than slippin' on a slippery slope treble clef.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, March 22nd, 2021 Anno Domini
*HBD 'TRICESULLY POKE-SALAD, SMOKE IT!  SIX-EIGHT RADIOACTIVE URANIUM235