#ricoSacto

Saturday, December 10, 2022

#WastedAwayGainedStardust #CopyYourCopyCopy? #Stardusted in #TheTwilightZone

COMEDY CLUB FOR FLINTSTONE & RUBBLE

It ain’t my personal responsibility to do other people’s work, I’m already gone

I finished everything my employer fashioned for my pay for labor, I’m soloing

It’s never to be continued since it’s all over when it’s over, comedy or tragedy

Once the last gasp passes your lips, bam, finis, copy that in your journal ditty.

 

Only you know what I know, I know nothing & you know, faith in fate complete

Believe in something you were told was probably true, it may not be false

Subjective and objective, one of the many and the same as it’s always been

A shot in the darkness, outside of town or in the center of the naked city scene.

 

Fired in the black hole with the singularity that sucks all atoms into the ground

Into the basement below the subway there’s the rest of the story, lost & found

As if there’s another reason for being on Earth except the luck of the draw, nope

I tried to rectify the irrational with the metalogic exposing the nature of an ape.

 

Too much humble pie left over for me to eat, I need more chocolate milk to live

I know this is mean spirited, but it’s the only one y’all do got, gimme a high five

Straight jackets for anyone who protests orders to shut the fork up, spoon side

Continued land mass all One island, Continents dried up Lake Earth, gods died.

 

On the way to the store, I had to defend my life and I terminated a thug, a lug

Punk from another mother just thought he could take mine without a big hug

Nobody should be an orphan grown up into a bad guy or gal, evil kinda insane

For once in the life of a virus and bacteria, they think they’re all too humane.

 

Material forms the matter, the atomic residue of the Big Bang & solar wind

It rocks as the planet wobbles and rolls along the ecliptic of the outlined sign

Yield to nobody, ever for any reason at all, survival of the most genius genus

Species at the apex of the food chain, neither eats animals nor plants, Zeus.

 

Malfunctions are neutralized, survival sounds and visions enhance the bribes

Of dreams and nightmares, you see naught but a reflection of the red tribes

Hysterical history of the scared and those hordes they feared, life & limb too

As above it’s always been empty & black, so below a white Winnie the Pooh.

 

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r j j  stephan, i

c. Freezember Xth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Samadhi @ 555 AMPST

{You always knew that it is what it will always be, a ruse for a king’s fool!}

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

THAT’S  so, so GOOFY!

Friday, December 09, 2022

CHICKS COULD NOT KEEP UP . . . Go ahead, give it a try... enjoy! () #WheresSantaClaus NOW? ... #REDUX

#Gone Far, Far Away, ergo Happy Trails

 I have an absurd secret, gotta rat on the gods, be like water's white elephant skits
Gods from all around and inside of a blown piece of stardust with lost hidden exits
To be or not to be was not a question for me or #TheBard, it's complicated, you see
Either you live or you die, there are no other options, that's life baby, ask Frankie!
 
Details of mathematical uncertainty are important but incomprehensible to Man
Woman too, there's no exception to the rules I didn't make, I am the son of a fan
Don't fire away until you know what I'm about to write for y'all to read, in peace
War won't work except to extinguish the species' DNA gene pool's random chaos.
 
In the beginning, there was never, ever any peace, always chaos in the solar wind
Streamed the photons until they morphed into alpha beta bytes of ones and zeros
Witches began the hodge podge with a magic spell, all for One & one for The Ball
There's Tim Leary, there's the fox and the king of the jungle, LSD tripped the call.
 
From heaven above, this Earth below it rules my roost, I am fortunate to be frigid
Small morsel, less than a grain of salt in the sea, dissolved into the subatomic gun
Shoots the gamma and the infrared rays via cyber-attacks on the software long gun
What I've done since I was let loose out of a ma & pa corral is epic, I'm what I did.
 
Rumors & propaganda renewed for generations to ignore Thor's hammer's Stith
It's very disconcerting to the human mind, it's actually a force to be reckoned with
Avenues and streets of fire, wind and the H2O never before in combat, atomically
If I had ever told you that you were beautiful, would you have held it against me?
 
In the terrestrial course of random recombinations of events, we exist, we think
It thinking isn't the key to survival then nothing is, an idiot should be extinct
As a Dodo is & a myriad of other forms of matter, flying, walking, crawling feet
I'm Ghana call my lawyer too, she will get me out of this impossible sure defeat.
 
Years ago, this day was forgone, a thing itself out of the future to be present
Here and now until it's there and then, it's over when it's over, that's it, caput
Don't shoot the messenger, no crucifixion of the lords of the flies or of Flatbush
City limits down to the shore, H2O evaporated into Space, gods' home of Kush.
 
I've held it inside of my mind long enough, it was written on the inner cave wall
Chances are, you may not know that stardust is the magic we call gods of Zeus
Name of It isn't as important as the analysis of the concept of the essence, a ball
Eyes blind or not, violation of my human rights, left to burn deep in holy hell.
 
Now hear this!  There will not be a repetition of your access to this place in Space
You got lucky, accept that fact, hope and dream away your free time, save face
Weak or strong will not survive the final ending, it's curtains at the finale of play
You're already gone, long gone, now you know, you ain't ignorant, what I say?

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r j j  stephan, i

c.  Freezember VIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini  @ 0800 AMPST

{ Jammed while listenin' to #SometimesWeCry by @VanMorrison ... in an infinite loop, link @ https://youtu.be/LqkrGPEdt34 }

 

  
 

Thursday, December 08, 2022

#SoulessStripped #MyFineSweetThang #JailBreak #AllInTheNameOfLiberty #SixteenYears #LongNeckIceColdBeerNeverBrokeMyHeart

HERE COMES REASON & LOGIC FOR THE END OF TIME AND SPACE

Lovin’ little Gina in the closet where nobody but she and I would go to hide it away

Broken strokes of love and attachment to a notion of motion without a love potion

You know what I mean, you know where the pain and desire hide away, bring it down

Tell me no lies and I will tell you the Truth to you and your girlfriends, you’ll frown.

 

Meatheads and absolute idiotic morons who may have escaped a colony of copasetics

Everything everywhere is alright, alright, alrighty then, it’s all been about a mix of six

Nouns, verbs and the subjective objects of predication, keeping the orchestra playin’ It

Symphonic melodious lyrics to explain the acid and bread and butter, sewage & chit.

 

All of the groups of maids in a row, singin’ the songs that birds tweet to get the seats

Burnt up in a fire at the altar, praying to Jesus & God, Mary & Joseph to cast spells

Upon the natural order of things, Earth scenes of motion and friction, antithetic hells

Only in heaven, imagined without a skull or mind, nothing anywhere shootin’ skeets.

 

Bums, Philly junkies, Chicago monkeys, Houston senoritas makin’ new American kin

Of George and Abraham as well as the thousand others responsible for this trafficking

Human or nonhuman robotic assistance to accelerate annihilation of matter in a hole

No more spinning and wobbling in circles in perpetuity, guts all in a sock full of coal.

 

Bedrock or quicksand are both part of the whole, the rest is emptiness, a gaping void

Models of the formed matter put on the show for the audience, who covets the android

Not only are you right all of the time, I’m wrong all of the time, we’re even steven son

For the sake of reason, subjective occurrences happen, matter of fact, what I’ve done.

 

Every single person alive got scanned at conception & at nativity, 21 gun salute to it

Moves on down the line or climbin’ the holy hills higher than a box kite on a windy fit

Shreddin’ frets, jammin’ the beats down to the rollin’ rocks, bass & treble so terrible

Speak to the waving hand that shakes as terrible as any tremor from cow or holy bull.


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r j j  stephan, i

Freezember VIIIth, MMXXII Anno Domini @ 2008 hours the day AFTER Pearl Harbor Day 12-7-1941 #DayLivingInInfamyForver

{ Jammed out the darkness while listenin’ to @TheEagles concert recorded last week, here ya go, link @ https://youtu.be/ZIveizO8G6I & @RoyOrbison & #friends #OnlyTheLonely, #DreamBaby #PrettyWoman & link @  https://youtu.be/JCseJKNEZeE & @RickNelson #HITS @ https://youtu.be/1uR6pbfcrPQ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?