#ricoSacto

Saturday, November 14, 2020

#TakeMyWordForIt #KnockEmBack #LineEmUp #FillEmUp #FooledAroundAndFellInLove #WhiskeyGlasses #KnockinBoots #WagonWheel #RockMeMamaAnyWayYaFeel #BoysRoundHere #GirlsRoundHereShakinDixieCrystal

SHE AIN'T EVER COMIN' BACK SOON, TMWFI
by
r j j  stephan, i 
Samedi, 11-14-2020 AnnoDomini
---SmallBigsAndMyOldFerrelPigs----

Better views have been had when you sip around the Truth as we know it, the One's an absentee
Younger days brought me front and center to the moment, right here, right now, let's get it all on
Today's the day after yesterday when it was not as clear to the eyes of a Human, Man's what I am
Better views behind or above me but never down below the grounded being, Earth dirty & dicey.

Pumpkins above the ground and the beets down below the ground, filth of the best love of gods
Brought to you by the nature of the beast, herds of kids, nests of the empty-minded crypts of blood
Whiskey and the brown water that changes your mind, loosens the grip on the pain's holding grip
A sacrificial lamb and calf for what reason exactly?  Offering of death?  WT F were they thinkin'?

Simmer down with your masses of the blood and cannibalistic celebrations, 365, 24 & seven
Immaculate conception gets you the haters out of their greasy-spoon kitchens where we been
Makin' it from the innocent infancy to the death bed or surprise accidental demise of 208 bones
There's one thing left other than those 208 frame parts, soul, spirit, mindfulness of angel moans.

Got knocked down to the planet for a punishment for being the Best of the Best, jealousy not me
I am not the lost in Space and Time, you may or may not be, it's your will, it's your choice to Be
Duality and multiplicity is for the Buddha and the buds smoked for the presence return it back
To a good man and good woman, eat a good meal and smoke a nice blunt with shots of cognac.

Hearts and souls lost and won because they were found on the road, nearly dead, yet all happy
Why be happy when it's all you have when you have nothing material, shapes' of a form, OM
Essence of the thing itself has absconded with the pretzel logic and deductions of the Many
O Ye punks and sons of mothers who punched or neglected your naturally ended sea-foam.

We the uneaten, undead people who see the Truth or at least know deep down inside, it's a scam
I mean the Many, a One and the same thing, puzzle pieces shown a whole picture, bled the blood
Initiate introduction to the mystery's inception and logical induction, assumptions's cattle prod
Pain and suffering, tingling ecstatic chills and pleasure to disguise the Reality of a God's damn.

Now back to the point before my overhang transforms into the hungover, it'll be soon enough
Never need to worry about the man's rejection of the Spirits and fermented grain, shots' tough
Perfect in whiskey nothingness of the Void, sensational fifth or sixth perceptions of Adam's Eve
Disabled flashback of divinity, sippin' 'round a mind of Fake Big Bangs, mama's Tree, pa's Steve.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  BLOVEMBER 14th, 2020 Anno Domini
{  Jammed to #WhiskeyGlasses @MorganWallen https://youtu.be/GvPTenaI5Fo }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Thursday, November 12, 2020

#JustRollWithThis #AFifthOnTheTwelfth @pinked @winwooded #Trumped #WhatIsUpWithJack? #SNL #LotsaXsAndHose #SMILE #ittyBittyArse @Alan_Jackson #DishAndARunawaySpoon



CLUTCH MY PEARLS, GOOD-BAD FAVORITE UGLY DUCK
by
r j j  stephan, i 
11-12-2020 AnnoDomini
----#LittleBittyInTheShattyCity--#DoseOfLiquorWillBlow----

Repugnant in my own world which is inside of my cranial vacuum above my thin, my penciled neck
Number One under the sun is Me, Myself & I but not you, yours or anyone else, so yo, please #check
The king and the queen have masqueraded as impresario of this dream within a wetdream's form of Id
Nobody alive on the planet Earth today will be alive here and then in 200 years, not one itty bitty kid.

Punks and intellectual elite, wealthy inheritance of the ways and means to eat & drink with my Mary
Moms and pops have the stores and they've addicted the minions to the things themselves, so cherry
You cannot make these things up out of nothing at all, there's a reason for all of these causes I affect
You are airborne and grounded at one and the same time, standing still and spinning in a circular sect.

Periodic tables set the chemicals which are cooling gas, blown to smithereens in deep Space of a Void
You have no choice, it's an accidental collision of atomic matter, you will read this, you'll live & I die
To be or not to be is a question for you and not for me, I'm already gone since the moment I got #Woke
South or North American, European, African or Asian is Matter & Form, outside dine, pigs in a #Poke.

Pearls set down at the slop of hogs and pigs in the mud of the Blown Star, Earth's deadpanned #Joke
Your mama and mine, the One who climaxed the thing we happened to be, as it turned out, news' #fake
Freaks and followers of the dreaded red, blond, black, brown-grey beards long or in a fat knot or a bun
It's a justification for the Ends, this means of getting to the bottom of the nature of an Idiot, lots of fun.

You are some type of a genetic anomaly and you have no idea what that means so I'll translate the code
Jack of all trades was your father and your mother was every atom of gas in and out of the world abode
Alone for the most part form conception to dissolution, a spirit and a body of dual nature, all One hole
Between the lines, between your & my eyes there's a darkness and a light, they're children of the mole.

That's why you bury the dead besides to hide the stench, it's to go home where you came from, star dirt
We are all of it, nothing more and nothing less, your vain hope won't matter much in the end, don't flirt
With the death that can come when it pleases without regard for your needs and wants, you're all fired
As if you were never here to begin with, your presence forgotten by Life, all the worms, we're wired.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  BLOVEMBER 12th, 2020 Anno Domini
{  Jammed out of the psyche involuntarily, as if being a slave to the beats is a tricky #Roll, @SteveWinwood @ https://youtu.be/k9olaIio3l8 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

#BeingOneOnOne & #WTF does #FairToMiddlin' mean to the honkies #Uptown? #Girl? #IRLs

ON ELEVEN-ELEVEN-TWENTY-TWENTY, CROW CAW-CAW
by
r j j  stephan, i

Fear for you and nothing to fear for me because there's nothing to fear except for sick blights
Punks movin' the genome from the DNA disposed down the sewer for the swim in a ratrace
Common notions of good, bad and ugly putting the mask on the bones of the ape-brute face
Grandma and grandpa left us here all alone with this mess, we pick up a pittance of loose bytes.

Gonna be, it was meant to be by the crack of dawn, OMG before I ever got the zipper clown
Plunged deep in the coverage over the safe place, down in the deep purple, velvet cellphone
Monkeys do see what the monkeys have done before we got down to Earth's rocks, rollin'
Down to the bottom of the mountains and hills, where angels fear to go, where rivers flow.

Pump your muscles to their maximum hardness at seventy years older than you were at age zero
That ground of being that did not exist a moment prior to a human climax in ecstatic embrace
Why?  No reason other than just because you got lucky on your spirit/ghost tour of duty, the crow
An illusion to the other ones still alive above the ground yet you remain animated, an ugly face.

Regressing to the first gasp of air and progressing to the last exhalation of the smoke and mirrors
Every moment of every day and every night, you and I remain perplexed about the original peers
Eve so called and Adam as the first human, not evolved from primate forbears, a special android
Jesus and Buddha ruined the rap of Confucius and Mao, cancelling the creation's God, a Void.

Out of hand, like your mother out to attract your dad into the secret place where you entered It
Dream in a dream or whatever you want to call this miracle in the middle of nowhere, planet Id
I know and you know about the same things, nothing at all but if I'm wrong, please use the door
Out in the darkness, away from this planet, you will not be there, ever, dare I say It?  Nevermore!


by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Eleven-Eleven, Twenty-Twenty Anno Domini @ Nine One One A.M. PST
{  Drafted while jammin' to the entertaining @BlackCrowes https://youtu.be/BRcs_OzQb14 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?