#ricoSacto

Saturday, May 22, 2021

#MrBeanCHOPS @HallAndOatesLuncheonette #BleachedPrivilegePablum

<3 <3 <3
MR BEAN LEFT HERE ALONE, SWEET PEA OF MR. MONKEY-GOD
Variable decibles and numerical unknowns on a linear "X" or multi-dimensional trail
This is It, All of it and there's nothing more nor less than this fictional, fake fairy's tale
Bringin' your conscious awareness home to the Sun we see above in the daylight's din
Computers cannot prevent mortal bodies from expiring their efficacy, lights go out/in.

Following down a rabbit's wormhole, freefalling is as easy as mom's apple pie a la mode
Pure impudence as a spoiled baby, a spoiled child, spoiled boy, a perfect hominid of odes
Heroes & the villains who've perpetrated dastardly deeds for kings & queens half courts
From Montgomery on up to Puyallup, land has been occupied by non-native sex perverts.

Mother nature allows the genome to move about but the price for evolution is revolution
Check your skull's bleached privilege at the door, skin color is invisible in the UV, One Sun
Other stars other than our own #Sol are trillions of kilometers away from my iced up soul
As above this planet's concave caves, so below our grounded bones, electrified snake hole.

Where and when, how and why are very important origins of The Awareness' mental selfie
What I'm attempting to convey in my less than humorous attempt at being #Woke is #ME
I really don't care if you have read this far to get the gold nugget of the #FakeNews ala gist
Yet, I care greatly that you know the Truth, a true knowledge is a wise decision's ZaZen kiss.

Things themselves appeared before conception, during our life & retain a mythical immortality
Through bones of animals like us, plants & water will eventually hallucinate a Supernova suntea
Everything you think, everybody you know, every place you've been and will go is now, at One
As if it was never the Many, as above the stars, so below the stars, money makers, son oh son.

I'm really not sorry but I apologize anyway because I'm Roman Catholic and avoid guilt for real
It's impossible to say but I believe I have sinned against the ten commandments of Moses' kill
Tablets of emerald rock or diamond studded on a ruby ridge of atomic waste from a Big Bang
No cannon or any powder weapon nor any nuclear war heads will matter to Cupid's asp fang.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Samedhi, May 22nd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 5:55 AMPST
{ Draft 4:00 AM beats/vibes of #DeepSpaceNasa #4K link @ https://youtu.be/Y_plhk1FUQA & #ShesGone by @HallAndOates link @ https://youtu.be/bnVXIUyshng }
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W.W.A.R.D.?

Friday, May 21, 2021

#Salute to my Great-Uncle-in-Law @RomeoVenturaSr. from @MapleShade #NewJersey #APPROVED

WHAT IT IS, BLOWN GODDESS' APEMEN, HOMO SAPIENS' HOTTY, EVE
Forces you know and the unknown occultism of what happened to Earth before your birthday
They come out of nowhere yet they are still present in the infinite matter and it's cosmic ray
Begin at the end and reverse engineer the atoms back to a primary cell roll, a mitotic shroud
Energy in the galaxy is all there is to analyze the functions of the calculus, all in the M87 cloud.

On the nature of the beast that genetically engineered Time, Space and our galactic swirl
World you both cry about and laugh about when you think about the absurdity of a girl
To have a baby caused by the great cousins of your forefathers and godmothers, a gift
From above our planet, in the middle of the galaxy full of solar systems, star powerlift.

Apes with beautiful teeth to die for, allowing the decrepit corpses to carry on the 100 proof
That we all came here but we've no idea why God's atheists know nothing above or below
Language a tool to find shelter and the warmth of fire when Earth's grim reaper's red glow
The jokes are always on us, on you and on me, punch line in the guts, Pluto's Jupiter goof.

Dogs do what they do as we do, in the end you'll be forgotten by Ones on down narrow ways
Centuries ahead, you're in no historical review, your name is ahistorical even this very D-day
Monday through Sunday, May to April, Mercury to Pluto, empty skies' of Romeo's god-hearse
Cosmic debris of infinite atomic bits of Fate's double helix DNA-void, yet #ItCouldBeWorse!

Reaching out without arms or legs gets you a touch of being Nothing, it feels just like that
You can verify this on your own, do not shoot the messengers because they've been armed
One day after your breathing terminates your body and soul battle with the eternal monkey
Truth will be moot, you will know why nobody could tell you while alive, dead apeman key!
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, May XXI, CCXXI A.D.  @ 12:12 PMPST
{ Drafted while listenin' to @TheKinks #Apeman in a loop at youTube link @ https://youtu.be/aRHqs8SffDo }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#AintBeingCute #WaitNeverMInd #PickMeNot


SPARTANS ABOVE AS BELOW ME, TROJAN BLOWN, HANDICAP GOLFIN' IN SAND TRAPS
Ends of the ways of your life line are #TheEnd effect of being in touch with a holy, inner soul
Means begin in the end, Nothing to do with COLORS of the bag full of 208 bones, One is One
Nobody but YOU is gonna die when it's time for YOU to die, ethical morality?  You want fun?
it's tough scat to dream of being dead & gone so keep the dream alive in a mortal god's foal.

Care packages have come & saved my sanity in the hind end of this world, for my country
Volunteered for a skirmish & got sent TWICE thousands of miles when I was only 23, see?
Lines were parralel and they were parallel but they were never perpendicular right angles
Debris is edible if it's recycled, remixed like a new hit record sound, top 40 or a hot oldie.

Fortune & gratitude given the premises & propositions, is an illusion of girls & their sons
All inside of my father's sperm heads, I flowed to my mother's dozen of eggs' dead fates
Wisdom & knowledge are intersecting the Truth and the Big LIe kept alive by the minions
Monkeys shining and glowing with or without me or my opine on subjects & predicates.

Naturally it's the action verbs in language that describe the strategy of inanimate objectives
From above this planet's aura-like atmosphere outside of my own personal skull, it's a Void
Point of view by men & women who've come & done gone in a grave's gravity of gold dust
That's that this may be a dream within a dream, as it should be, it is above & below the US.

Words mean nothing more than the misunderstood context of the blowhard sounds, humans
Although a million years ago and a million years from now, obesity will never holy mortal sins
A president, king or queen have naught on me other than LSD power to incarcerate 208 bones
Neverneverland #HoleInOne, in my Rubber Soul on IceT's Mind, MERCY blowup my phones.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, May 21st, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Drafted to @BobDylan #ThingsHaveChanged & HITS under #IronDome #MotherOfAllBombs link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo @WARtheBand https://youtu.be/VIIbT89V7EI & @VanMorrison @ https://youtu.be/PghOffQ-BrI }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?