#ricoSacto

Thursday, March 25, 2021

#KeepItAllToYourself #UnwindThatSheet #MindYourP's&Q's #Groovin' #KeepOnDancin #RareEarth #ItsOver #ETC #CryptoCryptsOfStenchBostonMasons

#Bloodsucking #RottenDeadBodies #Rats #BubonicPlague #HaveMercy

JUST SWEET DREAMS LOST, CAN'T WIN MAGIC GOLD'S PEARLS *
Swabbin' this dream's poop decks, subs & air carriers, crawl, swim, float, jumpin' to fly
Scholars who become educated in serving somebody, someone's population of blue sky
Traded for a first round draft pick of people unproven to win but hell broke loose, Adam
Legend of One man who got here all alone without Eve, no thoughts that pigs are ham?

At a barbeque, discussions of special interest silver bullets, red, blue or purple bee hive
Grandparents of the grandchildren are cured of their ignorance of being alive, the most fit survive
Shaken bones and strangled air oxygen, nitrogen, hydrogen all combine to make me die of CO2's
It's a minor choke, a little nudge nearly out of this world, another dimension's fork in the blues.

Power to cause effects is the forte of the conscious human yet it's a power fading into deep wood
In the center of the forest's field of wet or dry dreams, you wake up from all of them just for food
To eat and drink and be merry for tomorrow we won't, the Will, the Soul dies with the 208 bones
Neither human, inhumane animals nor anchored plants will survive a Black Hole's Singularity, son!

Thought about the words, what the sounds mean to the mind, construing the Truth to be False
Empty mind launched into outerspace, mental processes of astronauts & cosmonauts, no bawls
Nothing is much more infinite than a finite #Pipedream, a microscopic dream within a wetdream
As above, so below this Earth's ground of being, a planet of the Sun, At One god, infinity's system.

I will desire and want not what I cannot get, I paid for what I needed and I got what I wanted, so
I am ready to roll, I saw and then I came right down into the fray, here with y'all in the league too
No trade clause in my contract, got me where you want me, obedient to categorical imperatives
Beholding to the thirst and hunger that was nurtured by mother's milk and A, B, C formula jives.

Apes from Chicago move on to the suburbs of everywhere else, crossed rivers, found a fool's gold
From worms to ants, birds and bees, the world turned for them, never for angels with cherry pies
Like you my friend, yes you, reading this is not a panacea to help sit back, relax and watch the lies
Masquerade as lunatic Truths written in commanded lightening & thunder-cracked rock I rolled!

by
r j j  stephan, i  *EyesCriedSorrow #DivingInTheBayForPearls
c.  March 25, 2021 Anno Domini @ 3:33 AMPST
{  Jammed out of the blackness of Space while listenin' to @RoyOrbison concert @ https://youtu.be/MeKZJNev9Ds & #ZygoticYouGotIt on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QNAVrQ96mpA & @BobDylan #YouGotToServeSomebody link @ https://youtu.be/wC10VWDTzmU & #ThingsHaveChanged #WaterIsUnderTheBridge #JustPassinThrough #LockedInTight #WorldsGonnaExplode #EyesUsedToCare link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo  }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Wednesday, March 24, 2021

#WadeThroughMuckAndMire #YouAreTheMire #CheechandChong

SILVER, GOLD, DIAMOND-DUST H2O, TRIPPIN' TRINITY!

Nothing is alive, there's no such creation that is a fairy, it's a fictional tool, pretend I'm a demigod
As if there's any moral imperative or ten commandments, ethics of the good, the bad & the ugly
Like you were the day you were thrust from the womb, always dark, never lit any fire in my blood
Mongrels and pedigreed merge for the return back to the origin, nothing at all to see here silly!

A climb and a swim, it's all good in the middle of the Springtime, on Hawaii's hot, emerald Ku'uai
If you don't believe me, I don't care but if you believe me, you'll see the clear light of a king's sky
No need or desire to go beyond the pale so just back off of the starting line, ready, get it set son
Around the last bend, in the backstretch and across the finish line, winner in a race of only one.

In trouble or not, you have to sleep and you have to be happy or else you'll dive into the red dirt
Muddy flowed bigger than I thought, riverbends erased for the raging current, a Mississippi hurt
Running from the angels and assuming that the natural Cosmic Void is all there is, gods are dead
Used to be one, than the many began, one star blown to smithereens, planets of divinity's dread.

More questions asked by the Many, praying to the One & becoming the Many ad infinitum pages
Divinity admits nothing, humanity deflects blame to the others including divinity, kiddies in cages
Hold your illicit genetic malfunction in check, no foolin' around married or single, population stop
Lies to kill the Word from the tower of Babel to the citadel of red barns, on to the boss hog slop.

Censor the thoughts that nobody can think or else the thoughts will bring down the gang's bang
Civilized in the muck and mire because there was no choice, children from foreign countries hang
In the fenced in joints in south Texas, what about the POPE, where's PAPA?  Bangin' the boards?
Kids sent by their mothers who knew that there was only one way to save them from warlords.

Father, son, ghostly trinity somehow creates a human female from nothing?  A miracle of stink
Now we're here, ready to be happy and avoid pain & suffering, avoid sadness & perpetual strife
Social justice and economic justice are two ideas that kill the Word and devolve the genomic ink
Quickly figure the resolution to survive on this mighty dirt ball's orbital path, Earth's a risky life.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Mercredi, March 24th, 2021 Anno Domini #RUSHequaledTimeInSpace
{  I drafted this piece with nothing between my ears, an empty head-full of cryptic poppycock
translated into the Fire, the Word random yet germaine listenin' to @TommyCastro #BigSistersRadio on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/pRbyC-K8-5A }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
 

Tuesday, March 23, 2021

#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.?