#ricoSacto

Tuesday, November 02, 2021

#ThisKindOfLoveIsHardToFINDbutEasyToLose #BringItOnDownNow @TheGentrys #LoverSpatSpitInFascia

 
IF & ONLY IF A SLOWHAND KNEW WHAT I KNOW, LET'S GO BRANDON
Eleven apostles who did their best to pig out on the ping pong darkness' fool stop
It's not that you can feel the pressure in the stench of some hookers' zitto pimple
Songs sung by the ping pong champs in the middle of one dark god's damn simple
Not for you or me but for everybody & that includes the whole shebang's holdup.

It's not for me to say out loud but nobody can stop me from thinking, therefore, I am
One with the underlying spirit moving undercover of the organic bones' in pond scum
Here and there we've all come across the insanity of being ill, under the weather haze
Purple it is or it was until the trip was over & the trails disappeared like thinnin' hair.

Scenes in perpetual repitition, nearly ad infinitum for no good reason, it is just because
No other proof that there's any higher power other than Death itself, that's all, our fuss
Fallout from the aerial assault and the creepy ones on land & the sea, marines give up
Never could before but innocence & fierce drive is trumped by a hallucination tea cup.

Being far away from the Truth is useful when you're headed into the black of the Void
Only music & rhythm's rhyme gettin' the prose to become a poem, love's sick android
Among the throngs, all crowd control is all hyper-cyborg, robots on security God sends
Do no harm to the humans, only restraint at minimum, instant unconscious obedience.

All security have the larger than normal ears to have their heads stand out from others
Like radar they hear the first call for help or a first punch on skulls & the rib bone spurs
Nobody has a life exactly like another's, mothers, fathers, orphans of a real, slow hand
Everybody knows Truth is that nobody knows, knockin' on your door now, blind band!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  BLOVEMBER 2, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 07:11 hours
{ Mardi chops inked to #LowDownDirtyBlues1&2 https://youtu.be/RAmSYWO41hw & https://youtu.be/fedsz2D_PAo & @TheGentrys #KeepOnDancin' #ShakeItBaby @ https://youtu.be/AGHFaBx6j8M & https://youtu.be/Vhh9nmJEgXw }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Monday, November 01, 2021

#Dreams #Disappointments #CeLive #KeepLaughing #SweetTupeloHoney


DOIN' A RHUMBA WITH NO HITCH IN MY GIDDYUP, AIN'T DEAD YET MAN
If and only if you don't lie to me, I'll always be honest with you, a piece of cake & a cup of tea
Never do any wrong like wrongs were done to me, I recall those days, weeks, years of fight
For the liberty to do anything under heaven, writing, playing music, singing, teaching to me
To always do unto everybody you meet as though you are doing unto your own true selfie.

We need to be the first cause of the corrections to the trajectory of quicksilver lightening
For better or worse, the thing playing with my mind escaped before a diamond ruby ring
Out my window it's clear that night is darkness deep or at the edge of the dimension too
Of the mice & men whose purpose appears identical, God's riff of Jehovah Witness' hairdo.

School girls moved my mojo around thirteen & it was all downhill from there, slippery slope
One ride worth repeating ad infinitum, can't repeat it exactly but it was ecstatic & all dope
Studied 'til I finished the autopilot's animation, nothin' meant to last, quitters created strife
What I did with that was well, nothing at all, two retirement pensions, husband of my wife.

Assembly is required from the beat of the tom toms, rhythm & lead breakin' in on the bass
Right back to an origin where you once were & knew you'd get back there some day at last
Here and now, dark stage playin' the work of Northside blood, in flight of an angelic deed
Meaning neither more nor less than you ain't saint, all saints, blood's Id came, I am a seed.

Beasts came before the evolution of the beauty, down by the river flow of currents & rock
From the volcano crossroads up close to the sky's padlock on a spirit of One, a puppet sock
Seekin' the way to the place that doesn't shoot your body full of foreign DNA/RNA emotion
Blood carrying the imposters to the heart and brain until the antibodies crush the intrusion.

Mister or mistress of the form & matter can only follow the beats' narrow, round the bends
Down the middle of the fork where the road ends & just leaves you there waiting for ends
Nevermore to come before the throne of the lies where the well meaning are enemy mine
Software & virtual hauntings merge into the still of the night's holy ghostly altarboy sign.

First it was the 50's 60's & 70', suddenly it's the 20's, but who imagined a leased splotch
I don't recall signing the misconception agreement prior to my first mitosis, a sixth sense
Yet I have no other choice but to take the bull by the horns, one guilty pleasure's subplot
Lusting love. too humane, above the down low, vaccinated apes, kill dead's booster shot.
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  BLOVEMBER Ist, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:20 somewhere, in the doo wop single mode link @ https://youtu.be/DdWQyeAH0Ig & @Grateful_Dead LINK @  }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#WakeTheDudeUpWithTheNuclearFootBall #PhuqLetsGoBrandon

WHERE I COME FROM, MOTHER & POPS, IT'S A JOKE
Repugnance for the chaos on & off of the street's dead air, gravy flim flam
Nothing you have to say about it because you're nowhere in sight, phuq it
My gods have no intent to punish me for my all too human errors, I'm phat
Just like my fathers & their fathers before them, YOU'RE WANTED by Sam.

Stuck in the middle until I got to the end of days, after last night's jet lag
It all goes away eventually & until then it won't make any sense to a hag
Nobody in caves or out on the plains or in jungles, nobody gets out alive
Boys and girls grew up in a school that formed decisions of a deep dive.

Gods ain't in heaven with Norman or Nora in Normandy, an In & Out fry
Myopia for Opie and Aunt Beatrice fill up the empty hole's vacuumed sky
All the atomic material world is disintegrated into Dark Light, knives' Son
All of the swipes in self defense are offensive to all, my will's being done.

Party of two or more is never anywhere that I am, I'm far away in a skit fit
Completed equation of inequality, equity of equals' rings around a rose slit
Animated forever from the biggest bang ever to the tiniest whisper, I say
In the corner where I went and left my spirit's essence, no listenin' is AOK.

This was a rhythm to the rhyme, an ovulation of the dilation, anal concept
Analysis is the long of the short of It, it's a good thing in an evil form adept
Easy to be this way since it's natural, it's not moral or ethical, it's just, Way
Nobody goes over the top of the key, Johnson circumcised 11th & 1 today.

White, tan or invisible, the whole species is the whole shebang inundated
In a mitigated construction of RNA genome, DNA's gonna die, a God dated
Brought the mirror closer to my face & it disappeared into One empty hole
Behind old bones of skulls, brain bucket banks buried, my astral dirty soul.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  BLOVEMBER 1st, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 9:11 AMPST
{ Droned out of a euphoric, HISTORICAL HYSTERIA'S time slot, #SleepyJoe 
jammin' TO @WARTheBand @ https://youtu.be/RFSWW4O6QNM }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?