#IfICouldTurnBackTheHandsOfTime #RespectYourself #Cream @PRINCE

ROCK YOURSELF TO SLEEP,

WE’VE GOT THIS BOYS & GONE GIRLS

You knew that you were just too busy bein’ fabulous like the @Eagles sang for my swag

Walks in the moonlight, a bottle of wine & maybe some foolin’ around down by the river

Your place was the finest arc of the covenant left behind on the Green Water under stilts

So, being fabulous was a signal, significant yet modified beyond recognition, to the hilt.

Common knowledge and higher knowledge of zero wisdom, hello and goodbye for now

Love fell apart and I know what to do with my heart, locked up in whiskey bars, just blow

Worldwide from the origin to the final destination, I need to know you’re all gonna stay

Home or all alone, it doesn’t matter to me, I’m just bein’ magnanimous to you all day.

All alone & much too much company all day long, y’all always run out of time for crime

If y’all are the judge and the jury then I am indeed guilty of the crime, I will do the Time

Minimum sentence please because I can’t handle being locked up into a locked Space

I didn’t ask to come down here but I’ve been here before, dream in a dream’s pretty face.

Bizarre as the most unlikely scenario might be concocted by the most annoying spirits

Each & every one of them disembodied & searching dirt & mud for ghosts blown to bits

Sons of the daughters who bore the babies of men they loved enough to be too intimate

On or backstage all of the acting is paused, only empty vessels swingin’ & spinnin’ bait.

Paid by the hour, the week, the month or by contractual sum, grace of God in utero too

But matter and energy from above and below the web of the world, all is Scooby-Doo

For me & for you, all there is between the ears, inside of the skull’s brain matter, a fool

Lucky to have become at one for a moment or two, desire for 100 + years bein’ a tool.

Suffering is sharp pain of losing satisfaction & the pleasure of feeling good deep inside

Gods formed the stones’ arrangement in the land of Nowhere Especial, a winner stride

Carelessness in a fast company kept to your rear & sides, you’re headed nowhere, but if

In no time at all, you’ll get to the place it all winds up, no road is beyond the Pacific cliff.

Leaving you on a corner all alone was a mistake, I apologize for my innocent, hot creature

Now & then in my mind’s eye, it looks like it’s never too light but I blink & into it I disappear

Rockin’ in my rockin’ chair near a fireplace’s candle-lit electric, eclectic batteries of blues

Beating the rhythm as I felt your skin, saw your face, kissed your lips, so Life was not a ruse.

Days and nights without knowing this Truth were wasted in the Void, yet necessary evil scat

Sufficient to teach lessons of eternity to the innocent and wild on the backstreet of E street

Drunk on moonshine but I’m not drivin’ the rocket ship to hum of a 23rd psalm, bible-speak

I’m driving & smoking up Interstate 505 to utopia, arriving on Highway 1 soon, hippy freak.

If you think you’ve been on a long road, check out the invisible pathway with wrong & right

All too humane, as opposed to being an immoral, unethical lump of flesh & bone black light

Loaded on propaganda our ancestors left for ahistorical, bloody wisdom, I say, “Let’s roll!”

Whatever you say if you disagree, you’re excluded from the revolution post-mortem patrol.

Allow your windows to remain open to the breeze or the vagrants looking for a safe refuge

Creation at random caused the water and oil, bacteria and mankind’s cultural 3rd stooge

Somebody is smiling and so happy about the way things are and how they’ll always crave

Fourth way to change the momentum, no miracles can avert the final will to power, a grave.

It will appear brutal to the innocent, whether beautiful or ugly, nothing to be certain about

Playin’ riffs on the instrument of twang, strings steel or nylon, hollow dreams of a boy scout

Cap is off the toothpaste again, I did it since I live alone, nobody to blame for the deed I did

Lookin’ to hook up with someone to blame, nice teeth, nice smile, reflect image pyramid.

Heaven help us or don’t bother trying to paint a big picture that wasn’t here at the #Screw

Out of pocket and in the nick of time, paid for the entry into the Eagle’s Live concert venue

Step up & step out in style, beyond the Time of curfew, when the cops hunt the mob I’m in

Undocumented but I hide-out on vacation at the top of a scat-chain, a penthouse denizen.

Torture brings the Will to Bleed the Secret Plan behind civilization of humanity, dance slow

It will pass quickly if you sleep a third of the time, you will blink and it’ll be gone, just bow

Low or at least a head nod, bowing the gaze, eyes connect again, lost the beat once again

It’ll come back around for you, can’t lose this man who used to be a moron, I am your fan.

Deny the Truth, it’ll burn your bridges down to the rocks and water of the river runnin’ thru

All grown up in solid business skills, as usual, made all righteous & good in the deep woods

Hopping around like I had ants in my pants until I found out that was indeed what was all in

Over & out, Roger that & chill out, relax, here & now is what you get, apes phuqin’ up Eden.

A bite off of the Bitcoin leaves crumbs for the innocent and the wild on E Street, near Philly

Comin’ from south Jersey, we know the reason for the season, tears from heaven’s tiny city

Almost not there but just squeaked in under the six-gun, a .38 or .44 could have been Colt

Or @SmithAndWesson but either way, fire in the side arms will end the battle, as she wrote.

Bad company in the good and ugly space between your ears, skull-full of gibberish anyway

This right here is a revolting development resulting from not paying attention to the holy fray

Subjects & objectives of the predication are too late to save the Earth’s mortality, too cool

All you’ve heard & repeated ad infinitum, every silent tone’s sound is dead air in a scat pool.

Time to come and go as we please but we’re shackled by our closed minds’ stupid garbage

Baby born to this planet in the blood & guts of the mothers of Earthbound souls underage

Leave the game as a winner, never a loser who wasted precious time in divine commotion

As below your feet’s bloody mud, water or hard rock, as above a Singularity of mortal sin.

Hot as a fired pistol of six rounds or the womb of a shotgun marriage out of Eden’s garden

Bit off a bite of an apple to squelch rumors about me smokin’ Ganje cigars, BBQing chicken

And cattle or pigs from the frozen tundra icebox of the Mother, she lets us eat ourselves too

Mastication bloating edification & defecation far downwind from wild, olfactory sensations.

Y’all I am not guilty, I’m innocent of the crime & I’m tearin’ up this stolen car, riding all dirty

Crying or laughing at a hundred years old ain’t so bad if you’re still upright, layin’ it on down

I danced down 7th street and got to the party late, I looked around for a spell, she left early

Down at the shore, I got the chapel door’s handle in my hand, I couldn’t pull it open, clown!

Faithful to my need to bleed or the want to show off my prowess at twisting indecent words

Into remarkable pretzel logic featured here & now & then, every day passes into its 365 spin

Reverse whirling against the orbital trajectory and spherical velocity of the wobble, my kin

Fathers and mothers long gone, left this scat to analyze, unknown Zen, tweets of love birds.

Bring your spitballs to the gunfight, nobody will know what hit them in the eyeballs, splat It

Kissed on a cheek or lips, didn’t know your name but opted into innocence’s stolen valor bit

No coins for me, nothing is real just like the things that appear to be something, steal a kiss

Worth the effort, power comes whether you like to give it or not, stolen love can’t miss bliss.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 4 Janvier MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Kicked out this jam while twerking to @Springsteen #OnlyTheStrongSurvive in a loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/de2ZttHNdCM?si=0PiuIYpuxUvcZJui }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ShotsOfWhiskeyNeverEndingEternally #StillChasinYou #ChasinMeToo @MorganWallenGreatistHits2026 #HappyNewYearMMXXVI #DropTheDamnBawl

DROP THE BALL BABY SON,
SOMETHING 'BOUT MAMAS' @MIDNIGHT

Beer pressed against our lips, whiskey shots for the babies in bassinets and cribs all asleep

Cripple Creek flowin’ at 2 AM, it’s just a quiet void makin’ Nothing’s hole-flow of the groove

I was just asleep and dreamin’ in my waterbed, took a gummy to find the dreams I approve

Nothing special about the events, they begin and end as usual, I’m the s#it all hope to reap.

Girls listen up, teenagers, middle agers, old babes’ wrinkled, over-kissed two lips of the god

One that fills the Void with invisibility of critical theories, category of substance too platonic

Breathe deeply above & below the grounds of being, RNA coded DNA self-destruct schtick

Cause is 1st not 2nd or 3rd but indeed, Absolute Effect’s imploding explosion to smithereens.

Know the wise men and women who have the cajónes & empty wombs created this History

First origin before anything blew up, pristine & neutral, out of gear without an unholy query

Dropped the tailgate for us, come out of the cab & have some Negro Modelo, sun dress off

Naturally, I’m the one that gets benefits from the benefactor, I’m the only One left to cough.

Blind belief in the unthinkable and unknowable, inexpressible without hope to fine the Truth

It’s empty as the whole shebang that spins and rolls along the ecliptic, forever & then some

You and I assume the premises as we’re programmed as a cyber fix for a species extinction

Hang up your hopes and dreams, let them collapse into the Singularity, back to original sin.

Obey nobody, obey no regulated behavior, obey no laws that omit venial and mortal blows

To whom it may concern, comprehend the gist of the kiss welcoming the sperm that flows

As the protozoans leave their wasted tracks embedded in the trees’ grassland smoke & fire

Pulled in the air, held it in longer than Life allows, huff, blow, choke, cough, straits are dire.

Nobody’s gonna get hurt while living the life of the good, bad & ugly, a naturally sweet screw

Smoked replacements got fired up in a jiffy, flammable after a beatdown, shots of fire spew

Greater than zero and less than infinity, Time and Space full of mass fully embedded souls

Every single One of a Many animate God’s petri dishes of viral bacteria, The End, I’m Boss!

Deliver all of it, Nothing but Something and it appears you’re a modern genius, all full of It

One professional or naïve, amateur animation of the 208 bones we’ve gleaned, that’s it, Life

As it’s always been, so it will always be, an immortal’s trip on light’s miracle of a blown star

Energy and Mass in a trajectory to the Void origin, joker is the Big Guy speeding way too far.

Gimme a buck shot and a beer boilermaker, belly up to the bar, I’m flush, I’m inebriated, so

Ready to pass out in a mud ditch, behind a Ferrari steering when doin’ 165 in a 40 MPH zone

She too was wrapped around my core, against an oak tree, I was pinned in a Chevy Camaro

Loaned wheels from brothers of others’ mothers, 32 teeth knocked out my face, lips blow.

Now and then, you stop a moment to renew the power lost by work and play, eat and drink

To be mighty or just to make it through the nightmares and dreams I can’t smell yet it stank

Too bad to be good, day after the rigor mortis, there’s no sign of super-ego or Id, no my dear

My way on a 49 highway, reconnoitered by The Cause, found it drunk on blood lust & in fear.

by

r j j stephan, I

c.  Jeudi, January 1^st, MMXXVI Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST

{ Drafted ‘round 2 AM while jammin’ to @KipMoore #SomethinBoutATruck on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/3YfNFR6gh2E?si=lXZhA_RAI4itjqNW }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@PAINLESS_TATTOO

#IWantMy @Nickelbak #BeLikeH2O #DiamondsFacetsAllOne #TheTyger #NeonMoon @BrooksAndDunneWith @MorganWallen #GottaGitALittleDirtyWhenYourDigginForGold #BlackCrowes

COWBOY EVOLVED FROM PERFECTION, FORNICATION OF THOU

All of us, totally alive now or already dead are inside of a surrealistic dream, it’s all strife 
As if you’ve stumbled upon One, Salvidor Dali work of art, paint, pencil, photo, light beam 
Miracles I’ve searched for to not only witness the event but also tell a tall tale, incredible 
Yet, Truth is like that if you’ve never heard of it, it may make or ruin your whole day & life.

What is above or below this Earth, scientists and dead men walking know it all, empty zero 
Knowledge and wisdom of this deck of cards with the hands already dealt by being in utero 
Lucky nails & teeth will grow to eat the world & protect hearts from harm, soul of God form 
In millions of animated things, transitioning from Nothing to Something & all the way back.

Corked bottles keep the fermented fruit of the vine, fresh as the day grape squirted to glass 
They all left a while ago but now, all boys are back in town & runnin’ the blocks like a badass 
You know what I know, only you know like I do how the end is gonna be without a spirit fool 
Divine or humane, all in and out of the ears, critical cyber-realities remain an accurate tool.

Empty between the ears outside of the skull & bones, RNA & DNA absent of a liberated Will 
Snowed the frozen rain down from mountaintop to the valleys of the blue marble’s spin skill 
Due to the whirling & wobbling, Life asserted itself in the insanity of Earth, Wind & hot Fire 
Lunatics want to fight when they know they’re gonna lose the war, no plan or bird on a wire.

It’s essence of extinction, a black hole with a Singularity in plain sight of a mind’s 3rd eyeball 
As geometric calculus fills the Void’s matrix with Uno & Zero, lines, columns collapse it all 
It all couldn’t be any worse ‘ the worst possible event unleashed, AC/DC #DayOnTheGreen 
Live wires charged with power, protons, electrons and neutrino neutrons, Ionics I’m all in.

Known that nothing exists before the Big Bang & won’t exist a moment the day after tours 
Trash and wealth combine down the journey to the epicenter of being, One & Many doors 
Drifting on the breeze, getting blown away by the all too human jobs comin’ out of the blue 
History drives the fists to punch holes in the matrix, Will Power runnin’ the street & the rue. 

Junkyards full of the used metal and plastic we can’t launch into empty space to the moon 
Breaks in the matrix happen, moments at a time, posterity controls the gatekeeper’s spoon 
Space is inner and outer between shards of Life & Absolute Oneness, getting naked for sex 
Only way to cooperate with the overlords is to stay invisible, never cause dissolution’s hex.

Magic spells work, accidentally directed by the holy & desecrated earth soil, buried bones 
Breaking rocks on the chain gang because I’m the forced labor, I got framed by her moans 
I don’t know anything for certain other than you’re in the same boat as I am, empty bliss pie 
Ignorance of the knowledge is wisdom’s protection, singing, dancing, eating until y’all die.

Made it out of jail with a bullet in his back, a 30:06 line of sight, in the crosshairs of Eternity 
Way gone just like the song says, ol’ Mr. Brooks & Mr. Dunn movin’ on a target onto my eyes 
Fathers miss their daughters they never produced from the gametes, world turns blue man 
I set alone at a table way in the back of a bar, only lonely folks go to for spirits of a drunk sin. 

Of course, inebriation is everything a human needs to forget about suffering pains of love 
Leaving for another Man who cannot compete with me, it was all meant to be that way too 
Had to be in the place in Space at the right time, Timing is Everything, as Romeo knew, so 
Keep your bearskin in tact, block everything other than 7mm rounds, hide out cave above. 

Stars burn but when you’re far enough away, keep your feet & backbone warm, no, I’m gone 
I took too much time, ran out before I knew it, my eyes and ears opened wide, funk moaned 
As if there was never a warning about the hereafter that comes when the corpse rots in 10 
But only ignorance shines in reflection, believe in the unknown, call it the End, I Am all Zen.

As a wagon wheel turns, if you got four of ‘em, you’ll get a bunch of dogwood flower blooms 
You owe me, I owe you but neither of us will recover from sudden death, debts’ livin’ rooms 
Purple in the infrared range and Red in the ultraviolet domain, reversed psychosis to all now 
Holidays & holy days regarded as special, without it, we’re not conceived in a cocaine blow.

Clocks tickin’ & sun’s is still up in the same place, above black & blue skies, look out below 
Five o’clock now, somewhere in the world for a minute, already gone there, drunk in my pity 
Criticize my thorough analysis at your own risk, deduce and induce the logical conclusions 
Invert the investigation & plow through your memories you can recollect, Eve’s original sins.

She said she loved Adam, Eve had imagination rollin’ well, now here we are, so all way gone 
Like ships sailing on the infinite seas all around us, solar system & galaxy in this tiny drone 
Can’t even see one hide nor hair from way up above the stratosphere, nobody’s home, sigh 
Saddle is keepin’ my bottom dry, candle burnin’ at both ends, this cowboy barely gettin’ by.

Lipstick on the mirror said “Good-Bye” as a creative evil dream alive, fix-sad faced drippin’ 
It wasn’t the only way to go but it was all a lie, didn’t know that it was, Know to be one, son 
Boyfriend, husband, significant other in relations, random accidents, Ma & Pa had a bawl 
Here we are, healthy or wealthy & sick, you don’t like my smoke or tattoos, so KMCA y’all. 

All my holy “Zen passes through all our definitions & remains Zen as before,” inevitable “I” 
Id, Super Ego & little ol’ me, the Ego from ovaries in a Sicilian woman, oh mamas, y’all sigh 
Big timin’ in a small town, up in Pilot Hill ‘tween Cool & high Coloma, where bare feet walk 
Black or blue denim, jeans from the heavenly clouds or Macy’s but either way, I still balk.

Never know when it’s gonna last more than a NYC minute or ½ a lifetime, you only get one 
Nobody gets another chance, they myth has deceived the ghosts in the machines for fun 
Now hear this, free emotional rescue for you, just because you thought you were so pretty 
Breaking the infinite line in two, division of perfection into double vision, creates the nutty.

Some nuts fell out the trees, others came out the male injections of gametes into ‘er hips 
Not only rats and worms but also the humans who know it all, forget about their sail ships 
Karma carried over until the galaxy implodes into its essence, Nothing subatomic, charm 
Farmers with a tan, drivin’ pickups like country boys do, makin’ daughters mama’s farm. 

Camouflage britches and a dago T-shirt, hippy long-hair or a Mohawk or a chilly-ass fades 
All Time comin’ as the Earth spins one way, dawn & dusk always the identical dark shades 
Put my love into a function of an equation & produced two old men, infants turned too cool 
Beatniks beat up into hippies and their progeny, spend all you have, Hell bent gerkoff fool. 

Talkin’ smack without power to back it up, getting the scat & hell beat out of a jive ass, OMG 
You and the rest of the species may mock the Truth but it remains the same, an End of Time 
Pepper doctor ground all the rocks into dust, nothing is alive & there’s no need for anybody
Hillbillies live below a Mason-Dixon, sweet home choak it up, ambush an Alabama rhyme.

by 
r j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, XXIX-XXX-MMXXV Anno Domini @ 911 AMPST 
{ Crafted while jammin’ to @TheRollingStones #LivinInAGhostTown on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LNNPNweSbp8?si=DuRwIt-LkPOGAUs_ } 

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

#OldTymeRadioscopy #IfYouWantBloodYouGotIt #JohnWickBestFights #LetsPlayBall #BatterUp #ThatsHitWayBackWayBackItsGONE #HomerKingOtani #BunchedSwings #ThisIsNotADream #ThisIsADream @Santana @DonnyHathaway LIVE @TheBitterEnd #PlayBall @ACDC @IronButterfly #INAGADADAVIDA

Z E D

I’VE GOT NOTHIN’ MAN,

LET’S PLAY BALL y’all !

Without a random thought, there’s no doubt that certainty is elusive yet in sight

Night & yesterday the trials and tribulations take place, teach lessons in the fight

No way to do anything wrong, it’s all the method to learn by trial-and-error ways

Heart and soul of the survival mankind achieved on this place in Space always.

Mindful of the souls involved in the animated amalgamations of morphologicals

Common knowledge and occult insights combine into unseen gods, immortals

Never seen in the light of day as if eternal darkness is the God of it all, skin & bone

Well, all of the people who have launched into Space agree, we can’t be all alone.

On the way to the median I can never tell why it’s not the middle of the centerfield

Torture and pleasure in the realm of nervous breakdown from copacetic backfield

Periods, quarters, innings and halves, you never can tell when winners will stiffen

Betting on the favorite to win is more than half the time a good bet, odds are even.

Pits and pendulums the choice of the torture with the swingin’ blade lowered slowly

Closer to the thin skin of the neck, flesh, nerve & bone cut off the brain’s skull spew

Ready to hurl, coming to conscious awareness from a dead sleep, purple royal blue

Thoughts of ideas formulated from a menudo of mud, blood & beer, toke high too.

Preach or stay off of the grid and in the null and void cluster phu-qup, it’s all narrow

Middle path you appear ready to tread, a world disappears in the rear bone marrow

Win or lose the games you & I play regardless of our luck of the draw, we pass & spit

Space allows only mentally retarded humans to fail the test of being fit to survive it.

Mark the day and night, like the song laments, time to recollect the love to be or not

To be One isn’t as easy as it sounds, you must unlearn your teaching, in a safe spot

Must have the back covered, innocent and without defense, being at one as a robot

Creator close, inside and outside, feels separated but together, like a pain in the foot.

From the infancy granted to your soul, you’ve moved onto a grid for the sake of love

No way in Hades I'd ever choose to expose my soul to annihilation, below or above

How to comprehend this mystery we’re breathing & moving within, a $64 question

You may answer but never know if you’re right or wrong 'til you die, 'til I die, then.

Hope & Charity may get you by while Alive but it’s useless post death, got that hag?

Peel away the layers form the onion until the invisible core is exposed for a thing it is

Space, dead air, emptiness, blackness, lightless, inside an urn or casket or burlap bag

Everything converges to points without mass, squared one, produced one that or this.

Numbers either fractions or decimals of at One, everything equals 0 times zero, out

Energy is a name for stuff we get from the sunlight, the wind & water in animation

Too much time on One’s hands leaves a mind out of control for Jazz played by hand

More than One less than zero above, so below, faith, hope, charity, I’m a boy scout.

Hot as a pistol after firing 10-round clip, touch my barrel or you’ll get burnt fingers

How come I let you touch my gun?  It’s the 64-thousand-dollar question, it matters

Energy given is energy used & it disappears into the structure, form of the Itself pile

Cells of recombined genes with nothing but luck to guide on the path, hope in karma.

Good, bad or ugly as you’d have been in a Past, which morphs into here & now's sea

Of waves & undertow due to cuttin’ the rug with a girl named Linda Lu, swayin’ bee

Excuse me is all I could yell as I ran out the door, fearing for life like ne’er before too

Didn’t want trouble, needed a favor, just three steps toward the door, right on blue.

I found the back door rquick, it was locked so I broke it down, broke my fingers too

Dude never saw me again, nor his lady, headed west to California, cross Mississippi

Texas, Arizona, New Mexico & finally SoCal, paradise next to a desert, near Hawaii

Out on the end of the top limb of a Redwood tree, it's an eagle perched, painted blue.

Featuring divine’s sounds of guitars & drums, organic piano, congos & juice harps

Push and pull of the counter-culture to be civilized & incorporated for good of all life

Extinction may be all immanent, I always want one more for the road, a friend or foe

One of them will impact future of things we’ve never imagined, as if the fix is in tow.

Whether fixed or not, you still must survive with supplies & escape plan to urgency

Observe the alternative, it’s either live or die, there’s y no other path centered

Whatever weve 'killed we’ve either eaten or destroyed into dust & rust on hard rock

Survivors don’t pick the same way that victims do, all full of mixed-up 151 rum swig.

I played ball, all tried the catch, throw, kick, smack wood, plastic or metal, I know

Ended well or not, never a champion with trophy wife but we played ball, as we’d go

All rules & coaches did their best to control the power, but y’all, t'was impossible too

It was game time on clock & I was always in the mood, dawn to dusk, a bit byte blow.

Raised near enough to the lake, 1800 west got me on the loose with a Gang of Nines

Bad boys made me join the Air Force or get locked up with Chicago Po-Po, so fine

I left just in the nick of time, played ball since that long ago time back in the high 70s

Here & now the present finds the data rollin’ in one end, one ear & out all the others.

Are you listenin’ now? Mixed from original sin's agreed upon program, linked folks

Nannies & grannies raised the young babies into adolescents makin’ it with egg yolks

I shout, I’m heard, repeated ad infinitum for all I know, last all eternity 'til bada bing

Uncle Romeo reality comes stealth, papa’s o'er here right now, Timing Is Everything!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. XI-XXVII-MMXXV Anno Domini @ 0859 hours

T H A N K S G I V I N G    P A R T Y    T I M E   DRINKS   ALL   AROUND

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PICASSO  "THE CRYING WOMAN"