#ricoSacto

Sunday, February 28, 2021

#PickledOnions & #Marlboros #AMillionBux


GO GO GIRLS & STOPPIN' PAPA'S SYCLES
Sometimes you just gotta laugh because if you don't you're gonna cry, goin' bald on a high top
Why is the nature of the beast within more like a conglomeration of atomic slop, nuts slip slop
If and only if the conclusions of the arguments are logical and rational, then we will all know it
Know what?  Know why humans and all of life on Earth exists even if there's a holy hell below.

Because if there is a Hades and if there is no heaven above this atmospheric punks' boneyard
This blown bit of matter from the Nova sun, our closer star 93 million miles away, smokin' sea
Lightspeed from Ra, this sun of the solar system Milky Way, a galaxy of protoplasmic hardlard
Bare & naked were all of the females, only the humans had the great cover up, he was so shy.

Buying the time & buying the votes makes no sense, who would vote for someone for a price?
No self respecting naked ladies would cast their ballots by mail, in person or not voting by ICE
Please give me your opinion even if it sucks to be you, kidding of course, I respect your opine
Give up on your friends, relatives and enemies, they're of no consequence, I cut ahead in line.

Earth you know and I know is all we've got, be reasonable and rational without your blind faith
Nothing wrong with blind faith if it's better than the Truth because y'all can't handle the Truth
It's too awesome for some minds who don't handle the shock of reality well, they'll freak it out
Minds blown and in basket-case men and women in pajamas & kimonas as I will twist & shout.

Cruising the streets at night when all of the people either sleep, watch TV or listen to talk radio
Gets your consciousness in the place in Space where the living go to die, all alone without dough
Money won't help the jive, nothing is for sale, above or below the #YMCA, fuel of Malibu queens
Sons of the galatic force underground to the netherworld of dreams that are not Truth's beans.

For no reason, you're here with me, keep it in mind, there's no reason for it at all, a ruse, son
To be or not to be is not the only question, here's one, only old dead men knew the answer to
Standard equipment of the five senses are useful only for a short time, all machines need gogo
Tune-ups & repairs of failed parts created into bare, naked ladies, evolving states of extinction.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Sunday, February 28th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:10 PMPST
{ Drafted while gettin' in tune for a slice of the scalpel because I ate the food and drank the wine of mankind, good, bad & ugly, it's all my fault, I ate it all, I drank it all & drafted you in the first round after I traded my best secrets & listenin' to the #CPAC2021 & listenin' to the #Indemnification in 10000Hz link @ https://youtu.be/jcUdaQkbfc4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

 

#StoodOnShakyGround #RepossessThePossessed #BuyANew2021Repo #ACURA @ACURA @HallAndOates #ShesGonzo #WhatWentWrong? #Nothing


SPACE EVERYTIME I ROLL, COLD SLIT INSIDE A CREVICE, ROLLIN' 7'S ON DIE
Now and then you see a long neck sweatin' up on the bartender's side of the shiny cherry wood
Monkeyshined this apechit all in the family, 1 anthropological occasion I CoVided a hot, childhood
Died & now at restlessness, where a hoodie got the hood, come on man!  'Tree' guesses, yo, heh?
Feet up on a tree stump, kicked back for the war and peace, trees fall, we go, we can never stay.

Competency levels out the window, whomever is the first won't be the last, the reason I get high
A principle that you can write down on the stone tablets, a commandment more than ten to fly
Eleventh hour split brain right up the corpus callesom and the world is then clear, grey superstars
Under the heavens which is the dead-ass space between your ears and between Earth and Mars.

Pressured from carbon into the diamond in the rough, utter fascination with shiny things, broken
Shards in a trillion pieces of molecular structures, all of them One first and now, forever the Many
Wishing won't change the nature of the game, 10 rules are set in stone, commands from a throne
Do this and don't do that or else you WILL payback the stolen valor & gold, underground T-bone.

Grab the things you burn that you can inhale and smell the sweetness of the chemical of my leaf
Used and grown from a seed, into a plant with a flower on top, a drug store of mind-brain relief
Among the perfection of gods and humans long gone, dead to me and you, ins & outs, frozen ice
All this is high and dry one day after you cease to be, all too human, fly high you rollers of #Dice.

You need to get back before it's too late, when the window of opportunity closes shut, it's all over
We don't get another chance, there's only one or if you're lucky, two, I think I'm a ruby-red Rover
Native of dirty places, Earth's happy places you wanna be in & sad places you wanna avoid, I am
One & only one of me, I'm the unique one that got away by the skin of my teeth, oh wait, Damn!

After you are born, when you look back to your origin and find your mother's groin, feel her pain
You broke her open like a wishbone, leaving her in a bloody mess to clean up on her own, insane
How can a man comprehend this act of selflessness without a choice other than aborted fetus sin
What Sin is other than human evolution of random DNA mergers, a putrid, cold stank, a trash bin.

Stars want to sing songs to make you pretend and play along with the ruse, annual revolution dye
Regardless of the irritating and pleasant feelings of the five senses, first and last time's gonna die
Leaving nothing but Hope & an ephemeral alternative, a flying nobody, knee deep in Space-Time
More 12 pack Old Style & 5th's of Jose's Gold, cold ones' gone drunk, a longwinded, blood rhyme.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, February 28th, 2021 A.D. @ 07:11 hours AMPST
{  Drafted initiated & inspired by @EricChurch #ColdOne playin' in an infinite loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9ljgLv0jpxw & @DelbertMcClinton from #NeverBeenRockedEnough #EveryTimeIRollTheDice #RollinSevens link @ https://youtu.be/FNd0OMUPMR4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Saturday, February 27, 2021

#Louisiana & #Mississippi #SweetIceTea & #Honeybees #DamnBabeThatWasAColdOne


DAMN BABE, THAT WAS A COLD ONE, YOU DIDN'T MEAN THAT DID YOU?
I drank some in my time in this small space I was allowed to occupy a corner for a NY minute
ONe beer short of a twelve pack every damn weekend, need one more 'fore I gotta drop a dime
But I usually am a day late & a dollar short, it's just a Hammer's beer refreshing, cold H2O in it
Known from the first day and probably will on the last day, matter in Space is such a short Time.

Start with that pretentious attitude, you know this one right here, I got one in spade royal flush
Now and then you think you have it all together because you've shot for goals, Chicago to bush
Maybe some day you'll know something more than you know, your everclear skin and crossbone
It's a system of axiomatic theorems for syllogistic arguments unmoved mountains, the Unknown.

News is all fake and the olds is a mobile that moves four rubber wheels 'bout 120 down the #I-5
I shot every single time I had the chance like a good hog, if I didn't take it, somebody would miss
At least there's a slim chance there's a pinhole of light around the bend, holy scat out a bull's eye
Makin' the trip in an organic, infrared sled that's full of cosmic vibes, God-wavelength frequency.

Prayers may not help one way or the other, regardless of your early upbringing, #2 potty training
In & out of diapers, infants & the elders who avoid death for an eon or two, fake love showering
So that the fight is taken to your back door, pretend you're as invisible as my twelve pack of beer
As the sneaking begins, a surprise for the unexpected UFO guests from another dimension sphere.

No wind and no rain means the Earth has ceased to spin and wobble it's way around the ecliptic
Just because you think you're so pretty, means nothing to the cosmic one in store for the skeptic
Belief in beings blind, syllogistic reasoning from premise to conclusion, valid or invalid, no se, sin
Hocus pocus of monkeys and theologians yields a complex magic joke, we are one, all too human!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, February 27th, 2021 Anno Domini @14:35 hours
{  #BlownGasket on this one while listenin' to @TalWilkenfeld jam & you'll see why here in just a second link @ https://youtu.be/04W5CMZUHZs }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?