#MakinLoveToMeInTheAfternoon #AreYouSerious? @VanMorrison #KeepItUp #SquallBoogieWoogie #ShakinRattlinRollin #CheechAndChong #Gong

IT'S A MATTER OF SPACE & THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT A SQUALL

Dreams of Susie Q and Carolina to ya, blind faith in crystal balls from a priori mouths, cute rookie
Someone exactly like you sit where nobody will see you or call on you for our love's sing-alongs
Giving and taking from the inner secrets that were covered in velvet and silk, high sprung springs
Dublin to Miami, Rome to Sacramento & Fairbanks to Laredo, it's everywhere that it can boogie.

Most if not every single one of the human beings on Earth are gonna die in a hundred year of kin
No way out of this, we're here & now without a choice except for a suicidal, sweet coward escape
Playin' the boogie woogie, the jazz, blues & rockin' rhythm of the holy ghosts still blowin' a vape
Ships sail away sometimes and other times they sail in to my port, dock and resupply the cosign.

Gone in a second I fly & in a minute I'm underground with #FakeNews in a box callin' me to be sin
Choked up on tulips and roses for the last time, people got me in trouble but on the way, I died
To that higher ground I headed out to 8 times before I almost died, accident or TNT electrocution
What did I sing that night you said you fell in love with me, you tripped on me, you know I lied.

I said what I said and I couldn't say anymore, I played the songs, picked and grinned until dawn
When the dust settled and the sun rose in the East, I could see it all clearly, this was all of it, son
Nothing after this matters after your body dies, after your mind and spirit return to rolled stone
Tree line magnetic, graveyard dust is all there is left over, a hatchet buried in my 208th skullbone.

Played every note without a mistake, exactly the melody meant to be, never offbeat, all on time
Staged in a circle, like a jerk, to be seen and never heard due to being all alone without an equal
It's a hard job to see all of the trouble and sadness everywhere in sight, it's just a to-do list rhyme
Words at the end sound similar except they ain't, makes you try not to think, cryin' in a squall!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mardi, March 23rd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1:11 AMPST
{  Drafted this #hippo-masterpiece while listenin' to a @VanMorrison #LiveInMontreaux concert from 2016 link @ https://youtu.be/Q9rYW1UWkKs }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#StolenWatermelons #PokeSaladAnnieSocks #ThankYall

 

THERE, CHAMPIONSHIP RASTA!*
Here and now, we fly above the fray and when it's time to score, we go through the future, to me
Spitballs of It, a whole frozen block of ice full of Unmoved Movers, Time's Space, a relentless sea
It's the nature of the beast and the essence of the miracle that is, a rock of seeds in a cosmic stew
Boiled and left in liquid states of complex molecules full of the rhythm and blues of me and you.

Punks who had babies without knowing the Way to behave in a nest's eggs or hive's honeycomb
Your mama wouldn't let you know and your daddy didn't get the message, Love's a thunderdome
People change from an atom collision all in our minds of empty plaids and stripes, no stars here
Only One son, it's not me & it certainly can't be you, on the other hand, I'll give you a bum steer.

I knew this chick named Proud Mary back in 1966-1967 but her daddy was a cop & so he pulled It
Left his pistol on the table, probably unloaded to see if I was a maniac or not, final words he said
Told me she wasn't home for me anymore, couldn't make out with his 15 year old baby girl, then
Or ever down the road, never come back or else, I think he'd finish me off, rough guy, he is DEAD!

Kept O'Tooles out of my genome, rolled on down the Desplaines River, left a good job in 2nd city
Memphis to New Orleans, Riverboat Queen rolled me up and down the Mississippi, Air Force high
Couldn't get in and out of the chow halls more than three times every day, love bon appetit force
To you and me and everyone on the planet before and after I got here, you & I are intercoursed!

It was that UFO nobody but you saw on the Missouri River goin' through Great Falls skies in '73
In a second, smacked in the face with the unknown to be identified and forgotten simultaneously
Secret on the top of the food chain is a secret, it's why you and I don't know it, kept it very quiet
On hot days and cold nights, whispered words melt everyone, on the radio, on the iPhone, it's It.

In the groove and behind the scenes, left and right are lifted up by the leaders of the fagot packs
Punks in the groove and their elders in the rehab homes, layin' in the sack with a diaper-pamper
Nobody change It, who in this planet's rotational revolution wants to change moms & pops blacks
Tan, greys, clearly how you'd like your century old scat changed, embarrassment of a soul jackass.

What does that all mean, barking and threatening to bite because it's all your carnivorous loving
Wanting to be happy like all men and women who have descended from the rupture in the fabric
Drinks were never on the house, the dogs downed watered-down Black Jack to my golden earing
I played the concerts past midnight hours, tore 'em down to the stage's grounded dirt, I'm singin'.

I don't count on my fingers and toes, I do the math in my head, in my mind, in retrospect, I'm out
No reason behind the humanity other than being the lucky draw in Space and Time, evolution lot
At the end of the thing, this thing under your face, this body of 208 bones, Louisiana to California
All millions of the minions first moved and then they don't, girls, boys, great grand folks of a Ga.

Gators or just viral infection of the DNA's RNA, gotta get eaten by gators and then nothing is left
Eaten spirits and words in their mouths, a name on a granite stone and a random year of trippin'
In and out of the burger joints, grocery stores, rental units, mansion estates & caves' hog chitlins
Counting backward from One, you get to zero easier than slippin' on a slippery slope treble clef.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, March 22nd, 2021 Anno Domini
*HBD 'TRICESULLY POKE-SALAD, SMOKE IT!  SIX-EIGHT RADIOACTIVE URANIUM235

#NowhereToTurnNow #RipsYouLikeADagger #HisHolinessShots #DaveyCrockett #TheJointMamasBurnedUp

...this ain't no goodbye false alarm, find your self, then get back to me y'all... @Davy_Crockett & me!

 IT'S PAR FOR THE COURSE, IT'S OVER WHEN IT'S OVER, FLAT-LINE KIDDO!

Pretending as you've been taught since an age of reason kicked in, wonderful dream after a mud flood

Nevertheless, it's just a good reason for surviving in the middle of nowhere, 93 million miles from God

Without going into my existential and metaphysical cold sweats I shouldn't share with any scardy cats

Now and then, here and there, things come and go, sometimes mutate right in front of your eye's slits.

Therefore, here's something to induce and deduce as the case may be, just play the right cards, eh ace?

High hand wins the pot and then the motherline brings it all around to the beginning, before your place

In Space and out of the Time allotted by the powers that be, that ain't me but if I could I'd try to see it

Whatever it might be for whichever reason it is what it is, that's a philosophical Zen koan, ain't got chit.

Think, therefore I am an ape-like alien from the first snaps of the last straws above the deck, under It

What is above and below what you see beating you up or leading you down the garden path's bull scat

Completely down with the heart attacks and accidental crashes and burns, even the chemical tumor sins

Making the solvents either orange or green, easy to see they are NOT natural and they will kill organs.

So, I like to say that so I do, so... I had a good hand and I won the pot in the End, it's not holy or gold

There is nothing in the empty & black space between stars & planets, ask any spaceman who got old

They know but can't ruin the innocent and the pretenders to wisdom of knowledge & the suds of beer

All of the propositions leading to rational inductions and deductions, construct placebos for the Fear!

I'm playin' the #WAR card in the middle of smokin' my #PEACE pipe full of the snappy tastes of Ma

Everything on earth that smells and tastes good, feels good if it looks good and sounds good, aw papa

You can't turn around in circles when it's all upside down, in a minute or a century, nobody remembers

All you did is all you'll ever do, lucky to have been alive, accident of X & Y DNA, I love the sinners!

Takin' 'em all on board to bring them all back to where they belong, a moment before conception,over

Workin' it out back to that blank page before you're too far gone to realize that there ain't no hereafter

No proof but blind faith beating you're ignorance out of you, which actually was the Truth of the dead

Energy is the power, drink and eat it, masticate, digest and defecate until the thing itself is dissected.

Stop lights and signs to head your strong fight for your survival, off at the pass, trying to jump sharks

So, crashed and burned, there is no picnic in the park, under the shady whimpering willow trees' larks

Smoked and drank, ate and then near the dusk, well before the golden dawn of the new day, we died

No more yankin' the oxygen out of the bubble, no recollecting the good, bad and ugly pickles fried!

 

Dead men and women who died before and after all of them, each one left alone, naked in a Void

Princesses and queens deny the Ends, princes and kings could care less except the moment of Freud

When the Ego and Id merge to find the everlasting reward for being who and what you are, no thing

God and Ra with all of their saviors and avatars brought the blind faith, they died man!  It's a fling!

 

Greeks and Romans, Chinese or Indians, East, West, South & North, it's over when it's over, got it?

Make it work for as long as you can, don't write anything down so nobody can read all about it, chit

Smokin' and drinkin' as much as I can before the day after I don't wake up in the morning, hot dams

Monkey saw and the monkey did, 99th one or the 101st airborne platoon, either way, sacrifice lambs.

 

Peers unrivaled from Mars or Venus, Saturn, Pluto or Uranus, the gods are stars above & below me US

Neither here nor there in the special theories of relativity or the general ones, just don't make a big fuss

Just because you found what you were lookin' for doesn't mean everyone on the planet's under a dome

Stay too far gone when and where the time and place come to follow your fathers and mothers home.

Nouns and verbs gonna need some adjectives and adverbs to use the conjunctions and interjections

Grammatically correct but politically insurrect just because I said so, logic and reason's deductions

Turned about face and we're right back to where we were in the first place, flattened in deep Space

False alarms are all there is, Truth be told, gather the children around the fire, laugh in God's Face!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Dimanche, March 21st, 2021 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST

{  #Flatlined this out of the old souls this AM while listenin' to @EricChurch, #ItsOverWhenItsOver on youTube link @  https://youtu.be/dHfVg295tJA }