#KNUCKLEHEADS #CONEYDOGS #REDHOTS & #HOTDOGS

TRIPPIN' ON CONEY ISLE OR CHITOWN DOGS, FUN TO RIP

Y'ALL ARE BUGGIN' me & neither of us can come to the end of Time without dying dead

On a good day there will be a night and it will be the same way it's always been, overhead

Nothing below you because you ain't here or there, It's All Done without a doubt, complete

In chaos you will believe without a doubt, chaos is all the One inside or outside, hot heat.

Star shines, you live & die, so what?  Historical record contrived by the ignoramous' ego

Wonderwomen & supermen cannot make the creation better or worse, it is what it is, Bro

Oversimplifying the complex cabal of secret and occult wisdom, handed down from caves

Written on the walls when the fire was burning the wood within, without my fans & raves.

Hero or cartoon character, in the mood for The Truth or never to be It at all, never a blow

A piece of work with opposing thumbs & an ability to copy what's seen & heard, a Rando

Or a GI Jane who searched high & low for the sargeants of the troops, the ants go march

Trucks driven up and over the mountain pass where the rubber meets the roadkill's farce.

A coward and a hero are one and the same, fear and loathing for reality's presence, punks

One of the many and one of which I am, people ahve always told me so, y'all gotta shout

They're all punks too, it took one to know one, one of the millions, breathe in, breathe out

Percentage of the morons and idiots is one hundred percent, they're all gonna die of Gout!

What is that?  This thing itself, this form of matter and it's dissipation into invisible smack

Memory cannot be recalled, it's all new every moment you move ahead, you can't go back

Behind the Past, a dream began, middle of a Void, Space inside or out of a dream's dream

Eyes blind, ears deaf, no light or noise, only vibrations, tastes & smells of the microcosm.

Addicted to whims of the feelings leading to pleasure and avoidance of pain, a 6th sensor

All Many Ones, divided and conquered by the Self that needed drama & intrigue to be sore

Hurt feelings like a baby, an infant's reaction to the thrust into a huge universe, Earth's sin

Mortal or venial or original with the grace from above, indulgences aside, so below, AMEN!

Thrive while we're alive, you'll be already gone before you know it, don't blink twice, alright

Boys & girls need to be drafted into the military for discipline and positive hits on the fight

Theoretical theorems and the corrolaries to the rules of The Law, Live, Die, simple as that

Cry about it now, it won't change, it's just been hidden to save you the pain, it's bull's scat!

by

r j j  stephan, I

c.  Mercredi, 5-25-2022 Anno Domini 911 AMPST

{ Drafted  jammin' to choice, @LosLonelyBoys link @ https://youtu.be/S9s4v6LytXw }

 

Y'ALL ARE BUGGIN'

"You can't really come to the end of Time without dying dead
On a good day there will be a night and it will be all overhead
Nothing below you because you ain't here or there, It's All Done
In chaos you will believe without a doubt, chaos is all the One."

#TheRACEisON #BetOnTheBay #ROCKPLAST #BlueCheer #SawyerBrown @AlanJackson @AlJolson @EricClapton #421OceanBoulevard @Jackson_Browne

... #WITH MAYO

MONKEY PAX & THEN WHO? BLOODY DIMANCHE IS DONE, FLIPOM

Who in an ape hole of Hades do you think you are?  You ain't all that, you're just a tool

To be or not to be is not important like your mother used to be, suckling milk lik a fool

Beginning at the End where all of us go, infinitesimal cells to Red Giant & a White Dwarf

Incapacitated by the Singularity sucking the whole world into a Void, you created Barph.

I amazed the world like a pin dropping in a huge cave, no echo, nothing but a point, a tip

To enter Matter, it's necessary and unconditional that you become all aided and abetted

Among the holy & sacred sits the wasted days and nights of the Earth's O-spins unvetted

My heart pumps blood without reason, it quits & seizes the moment in midstream, dead.

Matter & energy won't survive my conscious awareness, they exist with or without me

It's the nature of the beast to imagine that all of the lonely people on Earth, a Wannabe

Not only alive for a moment in Time and Space but also for an eternal, immortally, it hurt

Forever & ever, raised to be an all too human person, the mook of yo' mama's short skirt.

Eating and drinking the matter and liquid until the gas results in a blown-out dump o' dirt

Canine, feline, human or the others from One to the Many, peers allow pleasures to hurt

Them idiots, those morons, my brothers and sisters of the flock, the herd, la familia Head

Tails follow without question, an order for the ranks & files, to be or not, a Grateful Dead.

Playing the game of working for a living and dying when it's all over, like a dream's door

It opens wide, my mother and father told me, they didn't know the facts of life's black veil

Monkeys see and monkeys do what they see, mocking me and you and the gods of Hehl

I know you, no I don't but I say I do, like a fool, so you don't mock me, I am, The Sailor!

Coming to know the Truth about things themselves & holy essence of being at-one today

There's a hurricane and a tornado available to upsweep the disorder & confusion together

To be the same Void it's always been, One, Many, None of It, All of It, on a middle pathway

Who are you?  You're already gone & may never have been here at all, my name?  Father!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, May XXIVth, MMXXII Anno Domini at 911 AMPST

{ Jumped an octave before I descended into the lower entry into chaos while listenin' to @BlueCheer #SummertimeBlues on youTube link at https://youtu.be/as1NcX31szs }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

@Hilary_Hahn #CarmenFantasy TWO THREE IN MAY, A GOOD DAY IN 1949 & A GOOD DAY TODAY! Happy Birthday to my sweet thang, CarolAnn 3 trips around the STAR C-student gets an A

IT AIN'T HUMAN IN AN INHUMANE HOLE, IMPRISONED FACTS OF LIFE

Once or twice you see the Truth and that's all you or I need to get along, dog's little ol' sisters

Brothers axes ground into substance & forms, respectful sense of words, take one more bow

It's everything and anything sold for all you have until you have nothing at all, my brothers

Even Steven accomplishing your idle yet learned ways, no holy men and women here or now.

Mortality has no place in this Space and Time ahead of the present, nobody recalls the Past

It's a matter of time, there's barely a moment left before the ends of your days, goin' fast

It's almost the next day and the next year, boom it's all gone!  Wait, gimme a minute...chit

I've got that old chip on my shoulder, where did I get that from?  Oh mama, go have a fit.

I bet that you know the odds on winning or losing the entire game, the whole shebang's hex

Got to be the spell of the farout punks and junkies who ran the show behind curtains of Oz

Miracles and just random causes of specific effects, the formula for the babies is 4P2O5 air

Perfect storm's timing splits The Ends to come, home runner, perfect catch, you don't care!

Good things come & go like they're goin' out of style & gotta get the whole shebanger's void

Barrel of dynomite & the rest of the NitroGlycerin will implode in a TNT tide, wake to avoid

Not only are you here and comprehending the nature of this beast you have at your behests

But also, all of y'all are gonna see the Truth before too long, before you know it, never jests.

Open and never closed, it's a 24/7 Seven-Eleven, at the foot of Heaven on Earth, End in a gap

Forms like ghosts' smoke moving in a random pattern of being lost in Space, without a map

It's no concern of mine since I'm aware of the Nature of Being in a platonic way, I'm stunned

Bringing the groceries home as the hunters have in the pre-babyboom Past, meant I'm stoned.

Been in a ringer & the strainer for an outer limits deadline, it's a GO for an ending of all TIME

Be A ball or not, it's a game that will end with or without you IN necessary & sufficient SPACE

Pioneers and a stoneage humanity that grinds the stones into dust, moon rocks of Future Shock

Bottoms of a bottom line, DADDY told me so, an invisible mind, a God's dam, hard as a ROCK!

by

r j j  stephan, i  { HAPPY 73rd Birthday to my sweet <3 @CarolAnnStephan }

c,  Lundi, March 23rd, 1949 (my sweets' B-day) 

{ Drafted in #MidLife without a crisis & listenin' to https://www.iheart.com/favorites/ricos-favorites-radio-693414583/ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?