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Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 04, 2024

#MyTwoCents #TooOldLetGo #SoulStripper an @ACDC #YouKnow . . . @JohnWick6VI @KeanuReeves @TomCruise @Eminem #SlimShady @MaryWells @TheTemptations #AintTooProudToBEG


 
Picassoesque Woman, shake yo' android
Exactly why you go to church on Sunday or temple or mosque on the holy, worship swings
Finish lines at the exact latitude & longitude as the recurring Start lines, flyin’ angel wings
Nothing you nor I can do other than keep moving on the Timeline, it’s just a shout away too
High volumes pierce every ear that hears the buzz of constant interference, off the air blue.
 
Synchronicity of your psyche and the revolution of Earth on the ecliptic of grandpa Pete’s Id
Knowledge of the usual effects of specific causes acting in perfect timing as a humane Ego
Distance between things causes the effect of dropping data into a black hole datum COVID
Nineteen, favorite number out of a hundred, I had nineteen friends, I’ll die at a hundred & 19.
 
I know you can’t believe it, it’s not for blind faith, it’s incredible & another Time dimension
Blind faith required for now and then, consciousness of Reality attempts to crush you in sin
Not that you’ve done anything wrong but the blame & guilt is all for you now go get all you can
If you don’t then who will get the good things with ape’s double swords ready for retribution.
 
Think you are where you’re going to be in a hundred, thousand or even one day from now, meh
Meaning that human misbehavior is successfully regulated by ten commands & olden rules
You may be crazy or just a genius pretending to be, to avoid the work-a-day world of earning it
Food for thought, it’s the matriculation of your tuition that allowed Karl Marx to spout off chit.
 
No more nor less of black dogs who’ve come from bitches with no cause, just stray alley cats
New year comes every spin around the sun, sunny days never far from the flyin’ vampire bats
Mary had a little lamb, she needed the cash so she sold the wool & mutton to Jack’s lion den
Where evil spelled backward is live & you can never tell which is which, thrown in a death spin.
 
No regrets, did it all & did it over & over again, not bragging just stating facts of life I never knew
Walking around in Space from place to place whether asleep or wide awake, all Phillip’s screw
Love or not, species began with or without a reason, it’ll dilapidate due to it’s moral imperative
You have one, good, bad or ugly, it is Matter in Forms spending Time in empty Space, it is alive.
 
Without an oven, cake won’t bake, it will rise in the heat of the night & cook at 375 degrees hot
Out the hot oven, slit sideways in two, infused with cherry whipping cream from the smoke pot
Crystal, gold, out Acapulco or Mazatlan into a thin air, floating coast south to north Siberia ice
Celebrate with a salute to the ones who came before us & died before they heard the True lie.

Hollow world inside of this Earth-ball of dirt, I ain’t trippin’ over bottomless pits of John Wick’s
Don’t freeze in ice, don’t burn in flames of fire, just live let live, don’t kill & eat living, BBQ meat
As if that stops your loop of death & destruction, banquets of dead steaks & chick drumsticks
Any humans that are dumber than a rock, please survive & reproduce your own kind, Big Feet.

Breast fed no more, after a first bite, that was the end, pain & suffering began the gentle scree
Milk came from the goats’ teats, the cows’ utters, some white, some brown chocolate, creamy
From Philadelphia or Sonoma, cheese & wine flow is all that’s really important, you all on duty
Maybe so, maybe not, bottom line, you’ll throw a toast, salute to my grand dads who begot me.

Before you go & check out for the duration of the Time & Space you’ve gleaned, now hear this
Guides of the orphans are the same categorical imperatives of the good, the bad & too pizazzed
Harmony in treble & bass synchronicity, it’s lyrics of the wind and metal to beats of dead skin
Here and then you’re gone, me too, everybody from Adam to the last man, Molochian fission.

Do you comprehend the nature of the Truth? I didn’t assume so, you’re as idiotic as a moron
To be or not to be was never any question worth the final answer, you are food for the big sons
Y’all eat your Adams every eve, you’ll become catatonic with the food of preconceived notions
Give me a few moments to download the uplink to the final induction, I am what, original sins?

Down to brass tacks that Sister Gertrude gave to Sister Ann to beat up the monsignor silkworm
Heard your voice in empty rooms without an audience hearing The Truth, living gods are dead
This is the absolute Truth, babies grow into the language of sheep, lookin’ down, never ahead
Wearing the red, the black and blue, to change water into a wedding wine, to keep a soul firm.

Bodies will live and die; souls are invisible and pretend to fly without the skull and bone dust
I gave you & everybody else a hall pass to move freely about the empty, trip-waxed, hall fuss
First Cause of the One point One formula is both Unknown & Omnipotent, dark above & below
Fill holes, all seven voids you’ve counted, in and out the body politic, cashing in on the DOW.

Blink & it’s all gone, go see for yourself, nothing left, no God, God’s angels or your own mama
Certainly, it’s Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle, success is immanent as we come out papa
Bibles go unread by fakers from Genesis to Revelation, it’s old & new testaments of stray cats
Shining blacklights’ into lightweight jokes without punch lines, fastball-screwball fungo bats.

God, living evil angelic group, invisible and without responsibility for humanity, all too human
I’m playing cards in a game of 52 in the deck, no jokers, four aces & runs of hearts & diamonds
Faceless hearts, spades & clubs for the diamonds we hold so very dear, I’m runnin’ Trump tight
Every trick you lead, losers to my hand of power, my love of pardons, god forgive Man’s bite.

Fools in paradise, blinded by clear light shining on the Truth for the blind to see, punt the ball
Let the defense kick the offense back into their end zone, stay asleep, keep it up my dreamers
TNT more or less gives no chance for review, obliteration is a necessary condition for a kill fall
Globetrotting down under the artwork of Deals, millionaire descendants evolved slave-masters.

Hippies without hips, lost what they won & got the record for being the biggest loser since One
All in a single thing rolled in a spherical object, downhill skis will poke through your young gun
Faster than a 32 feet per second drop, it’s a struggle without intent, gravitation, collapse of dirt
Patchouli oil & leather filling dive bar’s scents, sleepy intercourse up your caboose’s miniskirt.
 
Paid all poor people for just being born by mortal sins, it’s welfare for the extinction of species
Nevermore like a crow or a raven, calling your mama from the barb-wired fence, I love @See’s
Chocolate, caramels, nuts, fruits and vegetables for teachers and students who fly, just to die
Last man, last woman never aborted by the enlightened, single homo sapiens, this is God’s lie.
 
Y’all will live after you die, that’s a lie, impossible to exist as smoke & mirrors of a Word salad
When you gasp one more time, that’s all you get, friend & foe, relatives or distant enemies, bad
Completely forgot the unforgotten, unfortunate for my other-worldly take on a whole shebang
Last huff of breath, gasp at what you see, holy nothing at all, it is done, it’s All out the ol’ Wang.
 
by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Freezember 5th MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 411 AMPST

{ Blasted out the Void while jammin’ to #TwilightZone from the CD @ThePhilosophersStone  @VanMorrison link @ https://youtu.be/pWDs_OP1-JE?si=Qnt8s2HN23s8o24v }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?
#EnterGreenDragon #FyteByteLite #WheresMyHoneyComb #InThMeadow @VanMorrisson #UpTheRiver #WhenYouWereYoung  #YMCAdespicable #Meh

Thursday, November 07, 2024

Deduce The Conclusion, I Dare Y'all . . . #ConcertTime AC/DC KidRock CurtisMayfield

BIGGER THAN YOU THOUGHT
Here and now on the ground of Earth in the all too human year 2024 A.D.
Where conceived and born to run like a backstreet, tiny, little sister creed
Appearance of forms of matter, so completes the first act, it’s Intercoursed
Makin’ the panties drop just bein’ in the same neighborhood of it, kid rocked.

Wrecked father’s creation once or twice, occurred when my guard dropped
It wasn’t far from a grasp of my two hands to a higher ground of a .44 popped
Hit the spot every time, danger lurks dawn to dusk & sunset to sunrise swing
If you don’t expire by accident you’ll still fail to be conscious once upon a time.

Stapled my stomach and regurgitated everything I always have an appetite for
My mistake that I thought it would help me control my addiction to sweet & sour
Had the staple removed & now I’ve lost my appetite for everything, I got no taste
I can’t smell either, lucky I can still hear & see the separate reality, spunky waste.

Really have too many rules to observe hence, penalties will be a perfunctory dish
You won’t have to worry about betting 'cause nobody beats the house on the odds
See what you want when you win or lose, bottom line you’ll either owe or hit a score
Drift away & you’ll see what I mean when your uncle throws you into a lake of fish.

With the heavy load of being a chip off of the old block, my mom & dad laid the path
For the Way in the middle between the Good & the Evil, all straight ahead of death
Nothing you can do about it other than be aware & be wary of a thing itself & forms
Psycho-Social disadvantage for the aliens from another planet, as we're the worms.

Deduce the conclusion from the veracity of the premises assumed, it’s not irrational
In fact, the facts of life are the One & the Many who relate to empty space nationals
We called them “aliens” from other planets & they sued all united states of minds
Inside looking outside at the random causes that precede the final ending’s opines.

Beginning at the end & finishing up at the start of the game, it’s like, man, I’m #Sorry
But it’s the name of the game, you can’t make this scat up, it’s garbage afloat, see?
In the meantime, I play on a ground, it’s a playground, work in place, it’s a workplace
Equation has an infinite result if you begin prior to Big Bangs & fusion in yo' face.

Zero function of a void ‘tween atoms of hydrogen & its derivatives, nothing to see
Nothing to hear, smell or taste, not like a real thing if you know what I mean, baby
Gas is not liquid, gas ain't solid, It is all there is & IT gets frozen & hard without blues
Shining hot on dirt left over from one Big Bang, making H2O & Life & Death too.

I made some mistakes before you knew I wasn’t perfect like others, all too human
Got off of my knees whenever I found myself prostrate, grounded, crushed loving
Gave it away to many as I found needed it 'fore they even knew it was missing, King
Needs & random desires for the pleasure of simple-minded, naked apes of Rocking.

Force of a conglomeration of cells moving in Space hit a purple wall, bluish red goo
Appears seemingly out of nowhere but it’s the essence of matrix, like orgasm-screw
It ain’t my invention, didn’t create things rollin’ around here & now, I’m just a Temp
Clothes hangin’ out on the limbs, near the creek around 2 AM, skinny dipped, wooh!

Dreams end whether the dreamer is consciously aware or not, death's inevitable, so
You & everybody else might have forgotten,  l remind you that Life's transitory blow
We go in & out of that egg, we’ve grown into this substance-form, ask for more too
Double Jello Shots o’ 151 rum made me love you more, whisp #OnIt, eyes love you.

Met out for dinner Friday eve & made her panties drop like they were lead, fine dine
Sweet talked 'til the chocolate covered cherry got naked to a 208 bone hurricane
One-Stop-Shop can’t complain since it’s infinite replenishment of cream of the crop
Wine, vodka, gin, whiskey, rye, hops & crops of Mary Gold, just a passenger, no cop.

Gridiron just a hundred yards of points to play a game of odds you score on demand
Passing, running & going coast to coast beyond a flag at a zero-yard line, win a grand
Whistle, buzzer-beater, blank-gun-powder gunshot at a bull’s eye, a 100 yards a lot
Couldn’t miss, sharp-shooter followed perfection, 1 to the head 2 to the heart shot.

Wheezing at a dance, sick as a dog but wanted to show affection for objection skin
Suddenly, impacted by whichever medicine kicked into my big toe to head, I’m in
Contact high, keep breathing in and out, don’t stop to go to sleep, it ain’t sleep at all
Dead before dying after fine dining with Kracker backers, holy scat in a glory hole.

Educated the fools from the historical record of dead fools, more fools ad infinitum
They don’t know that there can be no show on stage, hell’s down there, we get some
Higher than Earth’s stratosphere, astronauts found naught but a quiet empty hole
Black it is, only a star’s shine, the Void is what it is, soul on ice, we people, let’s roll!

by
r j j stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, BLOVEMBER 7th, MMXXIV Anno Domini at 411 PMPST
{ Crafted in advance of the #Revolution, If there’s a hell below, we’re all gonna go, Don’t Worry now y’all… suck It up… link @ https://youtu.be/x1xmXOP3lhM }

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

Monday, October 21, 2024

#CapIt #FirstCause

SERVING EVERYONE IN THE CAVE, CAN’T HIDE THE INVISIBLE

Devils stole the mink and the king-sized beds in the dark caves by the mountain high
What you don’t know won’t hurt you, by the time you find out, you sacrifice to the sky
Every time and every place we all come and go in Space, here and now, then it’s all over
Caput, down underground or DNA ash in a vase called something you got to keep, a blur.

Seen and disappeared in a small point that couldn’t be made, fell back into a swell dream
Out of my control, I’m asleep & the causes are out of my control, I deal with the effective
Which come & disappear as quickly as Jack jumpin’ over candlesticks, I ain’t even lyin’, son
Serve somebody like the Lord, Christian God, Ala, Budda, Zoroaster or some alien Persian.

You know this and that from the fact of life that you haven’t impregnated any eggs in wombs
Whiskey and milk drank by mistake, just because the child wanted to drink the sweet highballs
Inebriated without the devil knowing it was true, whiskey ice cubes, pushin’ bodies out, shoot
Scattered your brains into the bucket whether you liked it or not, now it’s too late, you’re caput.

Stay with me on the path as I speak with a forked tongue, long-knives as my grandfathers died
Moving from East to the West or South to the North, either way, every way, stealing the silk hide
Buffalo and indigenous population of a King’s & Queen’s size, particles in theory, vaporized tribe
You are the know it all, who knows it all which is everything nobody else knows, your top secret.

Slip of the tongue allows the words of Mum, a string of pearls that nobody ever sees or wears
Like the song, “Just Because,” You’ve Got To Serve Somebody, get used to it, one choice dares
Completely a circular jerk in fond ponds of your babies and mothers of your sisters, hero Bobby
Getting the effects precisely as bribed to grease the gears, here & there, at will or in Hell’s lobby.

WTF are you referring to as above, so below, you mean that the human & divine are all identical
Lucky you’re not immortal. being an ignorant moronic idiot 100% of the Time in antisocial dome
This here & that there, all atoms from nucleus to galactic, atomic trash, like your diploma PhDs
Hot mess, you are ignorant of the heat, like a frog in a tepid pot of H2O turnin’ to boil-freeze.

Play the games with rules written on the empty boxes, unknown to discovery, holy scat dumps
All over the world, like grace & sin for the karma pretending to pay it forward to the chumps
Our ancestors may or may not be legitimate DNA donors, yet they’ve come & gone for good
Left writing on cave walls, on stone tablets Hieroglyphic pictograph hand wrote, scribble mood.

Much time on their hands in the early cave, pre-Adama Eve, made up the whole story, occult
Leave it right there, unknown propositional logic from Aristotle, Plato & women in a holy cage
Soul’s love is so pitiful, poor & ignorant, it’s not their fault they’ve inherited inferior RNA, as it is
No matter which way you go, you’ll serve somebody, your clan or daughters’ sons, Kool Aid fizz.

Lights off when it’s the Last Call, might be 2 AM at the edge of town, Jersey or La Jolla, SoCalie
Lights out every night, except your last night, my last night, everybody gets just One, you’ll see
Make out right, get even with Karma, blow through the solar system out to the Singularity Sin
At the bottom of the dark star, middle of the bullseye, in a trance with destiny, #Jimmy’s the Jin

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Lundi, ROCKTOBER XXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 333 PMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @BobDylan #GonnaHaveToServeSomebody #TheDevilOrTheLaw on a youTube loop, link @ https://youtu.be/wC10VWDTzmU?si=jQGObaf1qmio6uT0 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Monday, October 07, 2024

MORE SAFE THAN YOUR MOTHER IN A LION'S DEN #WITCHpolls? @VinceAndGladys


SssssssssS

Holy snake blessed by One power that is above this dirt spheroid of empty linguistics
Taking the era periods, the commas, semi-colons, points of exclamation & questions
Putting red dot cue balls in worm holes, ill about a pastime leading to the Unknown
Branded future turning into past in a snap, a click, a blink, it’s here, then it’s all gone.

In my place in Space, you can’t see what that woman has done to me, any woman
From mother to sisters to aunts and great grandmothers of the centuries, I’m a man
Spelled with three letters in English which are a backward, reverse Nam, a Viet Nam
Assisting nobody but the tunnels of the rats who hid the food, women & kids, BAM!

Legs too tired to run, walk or crawl hence, found a corner where you see doom ahead
Ready and willing to repel the threat to my life and the lives of those that I always lead
Junk on the side of the road because there’s no place to leave the mess, It Is All Done
Nothing the aliens or the resident natural born genome of the homo herbalist to come.

Hot hurricanes blow us away, it’s The Earth twisting & wobbling the ocean in Death’s mix
Extinction is all ahead since the Origin is behind this & every other species’ goddess tricks
Notes are flat or sharp, there’s a few octaves with satisfaction guaranteed by ma and pop
Then they die and leave us all alone without a backstop or even a catcher or ump on top.

Anyway, wind blows are the forces of spinning and wobbling on the ecliptic, ad infinitum
Nothing more nor less than this, this is not a test, you’ll be annihilated unless you’re God
If you ain’t divine and immortal, then you’re all too human and mortal, I conceived to die
Nothing personal though, it’s the nature of the beast, natural selection’s extinction, I buy.

You have a flesh-eating disease that is like a carnivore without a form or body of work
It exists, it’s here and now and before you know it, you yourself are long gone, you jerk
Nothing you can do to change the nature of the beast, your parents’ coitus was spent
On your intelligence and perfect 208 bones and 58 organs within the thin robot dent.

Only one way to comprehend the facts of life, father & mother alike, orgasmic cause
Of me and you, every one of us except the clones of course, test-tube babies all pause
No hot spirit, no soul for the test-tube conceptions, need friction of organic, mortal sin
Guard your valuables and precious family stones, without the walking, no jive talking.

Hidden gems right there in front of everyone’s eyes, all cool oxygen that allows your verve
Check out life in a vacuum or anywhere in outer space without the photosynthesis worms
Abandon your notions you’ve gleaned from your K-12 & beyond up to your horde of PhD’s
Historical events may have been recorded in askew consciousnesses, thank you, please?

Higher than the lowdown, it’s a drag for Skaggs and the gold mine of the rhythm and beats
It’s all about me & Lido, my amigo from the hood, brother from another mother, good seats
Paid the premium to get close to the stage, where the performance comes and goes quick
Sound & fury over the trivial confidence games is a drag, but it’s either that or death, slick!

Think about this or that, therefore you prove you exist here & now, you’re not asleep in bed
This is not a dream that you’ll wake up from, when you die, ain’t no justice for God’s head
Lonely and all alone from the Big Bang to the Big Singularity, extra, extra, read all about it
Headlines and bylines for the powers that be you & me, doom in Space, we’re alone, s#it!


by
r j j stephan, i


c. Lundi, ROCKTOBER VIIth, MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 0600 AMPST
#MAGA #AvatarChicksRock

{ Goddesses have left the room, it’s just a #SausagePart jammin’ to @TowerOfPower #SoVeryHardToGo on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/cbyKxiVvpaE?si=JZlzZm2rITSsJ6lM }

Sunday, September 15, 2024

LYING LIARS AIN'T LYIN' BLOKE SO WOKE, NEED A WILDASS TOKE

NOTHING BUT EARTH & MOON IN A VOID OF BLACK A(D)TOMS
On the nature of being between rocks & hard places, mantra gin & whiskey
Dialogue and holy commands of the commanders followed a “T” grey beauty
Truth about lies & rampant fabrication of lying liars who grace our Earth
Place in Outerspace with junk & #StarWars in defense of offense, Afterbirth.

We’re inside the Marxist placenta, it’s eating itself in a word misspelled by a bloke
Spelling bumblebee and the other words used by darling loves who remain Woke
Hard liquor you see ahead in a glass, a neat one of Jack, in charge of minions
Knowing nothing, believing in blind faith’s indoctrination of first-last strike sins.

Who said what about how & why you know when one is being offered ends’ gold
Full throttle to keep Time in a bottle so it doesn’t get poured out & drunk to get old
Hey man, it ain’t my idea, this is the way it is and the way it’s gotta be original OG
Got with it in a groove, followed the force of centrifugalism into spin of neon skin.

Black & white just like the old TV’s used to be, there was no color in cathode gas
It has the WORD that got made flesh in the radio & TV waves paid back, jackass
Gods above & below Earth’s moon, they’re all AWOL & come back to witness
Revolution between powers that be and the ones that want to be, Wannabees.

Contents are unknown but the fixings of conglomerat can't be underestimated
Fix has been in for centuries, millennia it’s one & the same thing now, God & Ted
Billing you & me for the payments to red devils & horned gods of a Viking queen
Peaks of the mountains got chopped off by a UFO’s needing gold backs uptown.

Nowhere a Milky Way, far, far away from anywhere, UFO clouds, bring it to me
Pricking up ears in a holy sepulcher, just to raise the dead ad infinitum, dreamy
Phoenician & the rockin’ relatives of the original G’s, Adam, Eve, Cain & Abel
Willing to let it all go if you pay me a ransom, billion bucks in a gold, cash bell.

Perks of rock candy jelly in bean form, rocking holy smoke’s routine, put-on folks
Like it or not & only if you DON’T, all matter of telling the truth, the ol’ okie doke
Pumped up air into the jump shots, miracle is that you still breathe gas up to it
Instant peasants required to aid kings’ chores queens want done, bunch-o-chit.

Complete asinine punks and their progeny’s parents which is selfie's final exam
Running a chit show of this planet’s civilization until a bitter end, a put-on scam
Cringe-worthy to examine under a microscope to avoid the Eve of Extinction
Old men & young men, mothers, sisters, wives & friends, are mortals’ sin-skin.

No free will or choice, good, bad or ugly, it just is what it is, substantial Zero
As above  so it & is exactly the same below, ala core to stratospheric blow
Brimming from the top of a scalding, hot café con leche, T-cell damned, hotrod
Eight by Six, 30 days in the hole or when it’s fiesta time, that’s a recall to God.

Misanthropification of mercy in holy gravity, below & above grounded, red dirt
In a flow around & over the rocks because I can do that, Dusty, total cock Block
Schism cracked glass in the canopy, free for all animation straight to the top’s tip
Hair shaved, grown underground & clipped over & over ad infinitum, time to RIP

Hot takes from trouble hooks & lures that the river flowed by a carbon hot rod
Tush I looked below & above for no reason other than to generate a people god
Men, women, gods & illusions of extinction for air & ground, orbit's chaos key
Nothing lasts forever, be Nothing forever, hillariously yours I am #DictatorFree.

.by
r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, Septembre XV, MMXXIV Anno Domini # 1111 AMPST
{ Crafted out the Void while jammin’ @PITBULL concert on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9H8tZ3vKM8U }

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