#DirtyLowDown #CleanHighUp #RunninWiththeJones'

 
TIGHT AS A NUT ON A BOLT, THINGS HAVE CHANGED, LOSE THE NOOSE
I saw something moving in the corner, just inside of the shadow under the strangest table
Only two legs on that table but it's better than one, gravity pulls it six feet down a TV cable
Weilding a gold and silver coffin, waiting for the spell to prove that it's my magical stardust
Fallen from heaven down to Earth for a brief moment of causes and effects of rocks to rust.

Theresa, Josie, Gertrude and all of my grandmothers and great aunts, fell down here with birds
But there is not here and now, this Space in this Time find them long gone, left no cross Words
Written down for the edification of their progeny, blank pages of diary with Nothing t'all to say
Just hard times, wakin' up to work all day and sleep all night, no time at all for the stage's play.

Once upon nobody's time, a black hole sucked all things down into a Singularity, One that I am
In the end, conclusions in retrospect are justified circumstances of random acts of flotsam jetsam
Molecular recombinations of atomic charm, showing that the love is strong in Emptiness' agape
Unmoved, asleep in the cosmic soup, afloat with the solar wind's waves and frequencies on tape.

Screwing counter-clockwise or vice versa, there's a chink in the armor I've found, go round as pi
3.14 is all you can calculate as a cherry or blueberry pie will not do, a calculation of the empty sky
Your mind tossed from ignorance to enlightenment and back to forgetfulness' eternal recurrence
Takin' it easy or crashin' the whole shebang's a wash when you're gone, God Damn Man, it's over.

Creepin' inside of the secret speak-easy, where angels with alcohol fear to go, spirits whine shots
All go up & down with my hand and arm, into my face and up to my brain's mind, a rush of slots
Grooves to move the rolling balls around the matrix, expanding and contracting the rock essence
Magic words, waved wands, Abracadabra, please & thank you, goin' down the tubes in defense.

Recollect the good times when you're alive because they fade to black before you know it's gone
Remaining stardust, i sleep in it, i eat it in a myriad of forms to transubstantiate this form's bone
Two hundred and eight of them, tiny & some not so much, all too human cover for a ghost within
Loosened & tightened to make things secure in the real world, in real life, it's Americana redskin.

by
r j j stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, March 6th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 AMPST
{  Jammed out while listenin' to #KillAWord by @Eric_Church link @ https://youtu.be/R3rR9euQ5-4}
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#HumanMindCanOnlyStandSoMuch #NoWorries ...can't take the sheet with ya! @BobDylan #JitterbugRag "Locked in tight, out of range, I used to care but now, things have changed..."

GIMME A WEEK, COMPLICATED GATE, A CUTTLEFISH ROCK

Permanent images on a disembodied consciousness?  What in Hades is that, my man
Critical of the philosophy and metaphysical catechism of the Left, Right and Caveman
Monkeys out of the trees and hill caves after the cataclysm of prehistory, a cromagnon
Man as we know Him, a descendant of the evolutionary infinite cuboid, a rubic moron.

Common places in Space, where you are not where I am, it's complicated and complex
Proof that you are descendant of the Mothers who became full of nimrods of the Karyns
Torque of tortes that sue me, on or off my court's lawsuit, I'll forever but I can't be sick
First move on this three dimensional chess board is a pawn, not a knight, Q2 to Q4, dick!

Go ahead and bring it on, of course I just challenged you and your expert, master player
On auto-pilot I win every time I play because I know all possible moves to counter, not her
She has no idea that she's in the driver's seat yet she ignites and moves as fast as the wind
North One or any other blown breeze, they called me that, double masked & chokin' on sin.

Coke with coffee, you might be kidding me, I like orange Fanta and coffee, better habitat
To swish the sugar between your teeth and swallow it for diffusion in your skin & bones
Common denominator of the cuckoo nests, no wings clipped to jump off the cliffs in pain
Personality in a Doctor's prescription for the injection of corpus dillecti into varicose veins.

Motion of the loco & the sane gets to the same place, I mean One don't wanna be spanked
Perfectly clear understanding of historical past and lucid present, it's power of a goat to go
Underground and at the same time, above it all, there's Nothing & superman's cape yanked
I moved about because I don't want to move back into boring homer's mode, now go slow.

Apes and what eats them have finally become extinct and is beautiful in hindsight's bliss
Extinction of every species under a moon's penumbra, unknown, unseen category of hiss
Porktacular Gold grabs from deep pools of Zombi apocolypsi, stolen Mas' & Pas' sweat
No gambling since you know in advance, you take no chance, I paid in full, ended the debt.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, March 5th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST
{  Jammed while loop Jammin' to #ThingsHaveChanged by @BobDylan on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheresAWomanOnMyLap #AllHelzGonnaBreakLoose #ImOuttaRangeToo

#WheneverYouWantMe there's a remote chance: #IMayBeAroundMaybe #HellIllBeAround #WereAllGonnaGoGo

 

MOTHERS INVENTING PROPELLANTS, TIME'S & SPACE'S BLOWN BLISS
Conclusions regarding the origin of the heavens, of the universal Oneness of the gods' dirty balls
Each planet is a compound of the dirty balls of the burning star of gas, it's a Sun, my son of falls
You can't obey the rules and you can't create the rules, neither is the Way of the Middle Paths
From your conception to your demise, it is all of it for you, Nothing helps you after death, cats!

Baffling herb mixtures to eat and drink, sucking the herbs of a naked women's skin & baby backs
Secrets I cannot divulge since indeed, words mean something more than a sound, it's magic wax
Covering the rocks and the silk on the rocks that roll messages to the allies, hiding from the High
Here is the cryptography of the Greeks and Romans, ciphers now used by CIA or KGB, spy vs spy.

I've got the post war battles moving the souls in and out of the matrix, killin' the words of Girls
Knowledge and Wisdom in the alchemic anals leave power to the chosen by the club of pearls
Rubies and saphires do no justice to the emeralds and diamonds, leftover starstuff from the Sun
Unmoved yet moving in the mind's eye, as if dreaming and asleep without a conscious mind, son.

I am what I am, I can't stand any more or less, it is what it is, my alchemical collection, my trophy
Philosophers and scientists from hundreds of years of guessing with logic and reason, to be free
Liberty from the slavery of the masters with whips and power to withhold food and H2O for me
I will come back here without a body, only my mindful memory of you & yours, I'm what will be.

After or before the Big Bang is One and the same thing itself, all of it, divine matter, power of 1
Zooming from the food to the elimination, disregarding the nasty and dirty for the oneness' fun
To be or not to be a human being is the Way but it's not the representation of divinity's reality
I am, we all are here & now, believe me, this is it, Life's no mystery, an alchemist's  apostrophe.

Repeat this ad infinitum, a complication of ruling the herd of mean and nasty humanity, forever
Neverneverland completed right here and now, ignorance is the only way to survive, it's terminal
If you cannot confirm you're self worth with the thoughts of deadmen in volumes of ink scribble
Death brings both the food you eat and your own chemistry and physics inside a rock & a roller.

Apes mocking the men and women, from the jungle of green to concrete, forged into a schism
A hoax of empty Space in the skies & outside of the atmospheric weight of gravity's catechism
I bought things & sold them, I used and abused them all until they wore me out, I'll be around
In circles, inside of a rubik cube of finite twists & turns to get a six-sided cube, earthly bound.

Perfect day, end of May comin' deep into the year, all at one, all alone, she walked away, High
Dry as a bone but expectations have exceeded the dream's outcome, sweatin' cold necks all tall
Monkeys know what to do with the thirst and hunger, drink and eat what's yours, what's theirs
Fullbacks and quarterbacks turnin' into hunchbacks of Notre Dame and the other ladies of Call.

Pro and con conversion of ignorance to wisdom's power, A-list of things you can't do cuz, it's over
No more lights at the end of tunnels, no more hopes or dreams to deceive the innocent red rover
Balls above & below this alcoholic smoke, smile & be happy 'cause it's better than mean & nasty
It's over when it's over on the stage or backstage, blank pages, one thing left to say, oh so tasty!

Here and now is my best, best shots of whiskey and you here next to me, makin' the honey, baby
Funk of the sdust in this trip collected right here and now, for your edification, hound dog pablum
Finish you're whole plate of dinner, there's no free lunches tomorrow, it's gonna be a long night
Takin' you for a ride in your short skirt & cowboy boots, down to the river, swarmed roe stream.

Alley cats came out of the cans of trash, bands of brothers and sisters, all the ousiders & fighters
Who know that a struggle to survive is what it's all about, no free lunch for older Tommy gunners
Fathers gave the business to the mothers of invention and this is what we get, it is all of the rage
Shut up about what to do with my life, do your artistic thing & die, IRL's real world, a dead page.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Jeudi, March 4th, 2021 A.D.
{ Jammed happening listenin' to @AllanKaprow #HowToMakeAHappening (1968) link @ https://youtu.be/qvDUNefAmAQ & @TheSupremes #TheHappening link @ https://youtu.be/Z4IFtxQfLWg }

FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?