#ricoSacto

Monday, July 19, 2021

#CapitolAirShowsComin' #PizzaPieForAll #AllPizzaForOne @Sopranos @Santana @TinStar @TwoAndAHalfMen @CharlieSheen @Prince #BlueAngels



PERPETUAL IONS, AHA!  INFINITY'S CLOSEUP TIN STAR
Put on your big boy hat now, you're either a man, a mouse or a woman, that is all
No flaws in the philosophy's rationality, deductive logic's log rhythms of a dirt ball
Full of fossilized gas that used to be a part of the super-Nova and now a mere speck
Dust among the matter and energy that make up the MC squared, made from Dick.

A tiny one or a major elephant one, either way the injection is final, not one gets In
All of the others die a not so humane death and become metabolized into wasted sin
Venial or mortal, all too human brains and minds which practice avoiding death of salt
In the disease or by the accident, either way, it's over when it's over & it ain't my fault.

Terrific terror confronts the one and the many the same way, get ready to die or fight
For your life or the life of the ones you've decided to love more than yourself, alright
End's near, nobody knows how close that may be, So Ho Ohio blue-tip to fire up a bowl
Burned on the news at five and ten, an unusual anomaly of a green gorilla Canna roll.

Hold your stocks, sell your stocks, I'll buy your stocks, stock up on a stockade's sky dung
That's all there's left at The End, when you can breathe nothing & live as if you are dying
No clothes on to impair the wings in flight, a long way to the top of the world's tip, apex
Headed North, South, East or West matters little to the Void, you're luck will outrun Sex.

Survival of the ones who've reproduced One's DNA, nothing more nor less than my DNA
Spirits in the day or the night have no DNA, they have nothing of spirit, nothing in a hole
Be that as it may, you & I are remaining alive in a pool of water & dirt, 7 or 11 dice to say
That said, don't panic 'bout the ugly Truth of middle men pullin' our legs, they yell, let's roll.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Lundi, July 19th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 12:12 PMPST
{  Drafted while listenin' to @ChrisJanson #PowerOfPositiveDrinkin' under the neon lights over on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rSSGFVL4bwE }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, July 18, 2021

#GiveItUp #ArchangelEarsWideOpen #EyesBlindedByLight #TheKid #NothingRests #NothingIsAtRest #WaitWhat? #HERMES



HEY KID, MIND YOUR MOTHER, ABOVE & BELOW ONE APEMAN'S EXTINCTION
As it always has been in the past several trips around the HOLY sun, 69 for me & dead you
Whether you know me or know It or not, it's still The Thing's Truth be told, to be not two
All One, both you & I, nobody else here in this room with us, primate ball games of face
Just give up the ghost to nobody other than a Void of an empty hole we dub out, Space.

Between Thing-Space, there's a profound notion, anti-matter is a genius' communista soho
Got milk answers from cows far beyond the shamanic drums I hear drowning out the blow
From exploding atoms ninety-three million miles away from us, One surface ridin' dirty rock
Disrespected everything by just being here & now, alive eating plants & animals, hen & cock.

Powers that will never be on Earth do not exist yet, that is a mutation waiting to happen now
Random collisions of atomic substance will inevitably cause both creation of form & extinction
Shapes of the bones which contain the flowing Verve inside of the solid gas, a man or woman
Humming sounds that stars like our sun contribute OM Oneness' cosmic, deadhead evolution.

Now that I have your attention, sit down all alone in the darkness with only the OM within It
208 bones resonate in synchronicity like an empty, hollowed out cave with monks in chant fit
Won't stop until the nature that is within and without calls for the payment in full, to die for
All worth the trip, short or long, good, bad or ugly 'cause the alternative is LOVE, ALL you got!

Drums are the animal skins and the heavy metal shins, tin armor to protect my balls & hearts
From the pierce of the sharp points of foreign heavy metal projectiles, comin' for rocks rolled
War games without rules & winner takes all, back to the graves of fake-men, android upstarts
All the faithfully departed, all gratefully dead & gone, it was a ruse, you're Jerry!  You're gold!

Why are you still here reading words that you cannot comprehend the meaning of?  You nuts
There's no other explanation for your return to read this over a second time, I feel all the cuts
Your memories of what you've been taught since the age of reason sprouted from the DNA Id
Extinction of Many is immanent eventually, forms of it all, shape at One of me, I am, #TheKid.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, July 18th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 7:77 AM (OST)
{  Student of Nothing drafted during #DeepTranceHum #ShamanicDrums link @ https://youtu.be/ivCOrc1HWxI & REWARD of @WARtheBand #HITS & @TheKybalionByThreeInitiates #TeachingOfTheSevenHermeticPrinciples @ https://youtu.be/3zWKrVibH64 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Saturday, July 17, 2021

#CantRecallCantRemember #NoCanDo #Reaper #Cash #Church #TittiesBar


BURNT DEAD SCROLLS OF THE SEAS, OF ARISTOTHENES & CARVED CV + RS
God damned the idea of this Earth's platform to be spherical and empirical logic & wisdom
Memory of the ancient dream's origin, the unconscious realm of angelic, disembodied some
Bruno put some fire in the cosmic extraterrestrial evolution of DNA or a cosmic, power milk
Which form of forgetfulness do you choose, know thyself or pretend to be a slave of gods' ilk.

Forget about what you never knew and just now discovered, that form comes in & out of her
Mothers of Earth will look about them from ground to the sky and above the inner space here
Middle road running everything in sight one way, from the alpha to the omega, it will end It
Creator and the created can be everything it is, all of it is One & that One is for All, God's spit.

Death ends life and life doesn't spontaneously combust from Nothing but the Void, it's magic
Like it always was it will always be, a wise, epic phraseology mutation of Wording hella flesh
Pain of the labor my female friends and relatives have given this world to nurture the species
Of human wisdom and the problematic philosophy of a sceptic, there is now mine, up for air!

Masters and the students progress from quantum subatomics to recollection of suchness, Id
Errors unfold the essence of eternity, blinded by a kind of light, ultravioletish infrared CoVid
Monkey bites on the bytes full of frankincense and myrrh or some other dust off of the floor
Not putting you on, I never would for any reason, unless drugged & passed out, at One blur.

Four eyes behind the persona that mutates at will, multiple personalities in a rubic's ol' ally
9 moves & all sides are side-specific, everything is broken tails, silver, bronze, old rolled gold
Shapes of the unlimited infinite spontaneously become conceived and so begin to mitotically
Blue and silver for the colors of the Rolls, nothing matters, if it did I'd know, so pray for me.

Eagles fly and land, mate and eat the prey of the gum chewin' hillbilly boned and far too high
Lacking any other reason for being alive other than accidentally on purpose, off an IUD or pill
Just because I thought you were so pretty, cuter than a bug in a rug & that it ain't a white lie
It's what the hell's already gone, ultimate power makin' Aristothenes magic, my queen's chill.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  July 17th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 10:10 PMPST
{ Minted in uncirculated condition under the influence of a miracle on Speckle Way & listenin' to @EricChurch #ColdOne & #HITS link @ https://youtu.be/4LZt4CfrfiU }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?