#UtilizingMusicToProgramTheSubstanceDNA #WORDup @CAMEO #WashYoMouthOutWitSoap

THEY WANTED TO SUIT ME UP & PUT ME AWAY, CRIED COMIN’ IN & GOIN’ OUT

This wonderful diatribe will hurt you more than it will ever hurt me unless I must repeat it ad infinitum

Meanwhile, during the most important day and night of your life on Earth, you become as unconscious

As the ancestors of our own vast origin of a hundred grandmothers who coupled reproductively in sins

From the Original Sin, disobedience to the creator of the universe and our own conscious minds’ kins.

Blinded faith in the unknown and unsensed by the five or six senses we acknowledge to be or not to be

Imagined a whole shebang just for the sake of hell I don’t know, you never can tell what it means to me

Been the sweet, sugar-Candyman met that girl on a Friday or Saturday night, made her panty’s drop-in

Get go and never gonna be sorry for the chaos, the mess leftover by the ones who are all has-been Kin.

If it don’t get hotter than a gas-lit fryin’ pan on a burnin’ stove, then it ain’t what’s happening to us all

None of us are in a different boat, all on one of the seven continents speakin’ Tongues of incongruence

Mathematical uncertainty principles see to function as the ultimate meaning behind the shadow’s lens

Microscopic blood cells in vein/artery flow defying gravity up to the skull’s skullduggery and nonsense.

Government's the devil spelled backward, l I v e d backward to the Origin of the Species, a pass of Time

Space between your ears & between planets, between galaxies of solar systems, shit don’t even rhyme

Romance and dance, that’s really all there is to it, you know how then your gonna do-si-so, like it or not

Your remains & the remains of everything that ever multiplied from the One, dreamin’ I ain’t dreamin’.

Temptations to talk trash’s cause as a master of no trade, I know nothing about back-stabbin’ minds

Magic that the Unmoved can remain at rest while absolutely everything else blows the stop signs

Only the One can remain at One, living thing can’t be seen, it’s the gnosis of the chips being dead

In prime, I’m justified to opine on the nature of idiotic morons who enculturated my innocent head.

Systemic DNA programmed to self-destruct in near a hundred years, trippin’ on star-moonshine

All of it comes and goes without our Will to Power, cryin’ for your mama who ain’t gonna boogie

She’s long gone and left you to fend for yourself, turn your ticket in and get aboard the slow train

You will whether you like it or not, dance on the floor with the rest of the boogie-woogie in pain.

Used to be the jazz and the blues and fused the whole shebang into a Jetson space sprocket spin

In your face or above you when you’re the ash and bone leftover from the BBQ of stanchion Sin

It stinks worse than the meat that you’ve BBQed on the spit and rubbed with the stink-coverage

Sauce from the tomatoes & spices of the East and West, to die for, no leftovers ever, same page.

Hidden’ in the backwoods ain’t gonna help you hide from the bloodhounds on your tail stinker

Bills and invoices all left unpaid for you to cuddle up to as soon as you get out of a prison tanker

Billy in the hills and that’s the way it’s always been, hide out for the illegitimates & outcast false

Some good, some bad & some just plum ugly as the worst sight ever seen by humanity eyeballs.

Disfunction of the calculus upon the stage where the herd come to see you successfully fail too

Booing your mistakes and playing the wrong notes at the wrong time, singing you’ve lost nerves

To be alone in the middle of nowhere, needing the company of hooks and their stones of blue

Mountains and hills cannot get above the fray, it’s atmospheric pressure & I am the shitz-screw.

by

rjj stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 3-5-2023 Anno Domini @ 888 AMPST

{ #ThrewDown & #KickedOut this jam while jammin’ to @Santana & @Everlast #HeyNow #PutYoLightsOn link @ https://youtu.be/KCBS5EtszYI?list=RDMM }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

Kiss This!  Jersey Girls! #1

BETTER PUCKER UP, JUST THE RUTHLESS

“Five will get you ten, in double speak, just a few brief momentz of Time gets you locked up doin’ Time

For you or the herd-society you’ve been blessed to become a member of, by birth-adoption on a dime

Monks can’t pray long enough in dark caves without the light from eternally burnt atomic hot Za Zens

Spooks can’t give up misunderstood, holy ghosts scared of leaving in mud, blood & beer of lion dens.”

 - me

#FreedomFreeForLiberty #SensitiveKindMeltsInONEhand #ShineOnCrazyDiamond @KeanuReeves @JohnWick #TopGun @TomCruise

MARCH FORTH ON MARCH 4^th, snap

Nothing like a kick in the derriere to move One unmoved mover around the deck

For the absolute worst possible outcome of a merging of the Yin & Yang schtick

Pumps have all bytes flexing the haze of purples and blues, ample left to hit sins

There’s a brick wall to run into before you ingest the living poison of champions.

Worse than you think but wait a minute, just a GD second now ‘fore I breakdown

All arguments with deductions & inductions from assumed truth of premise down

Morons & slow idiots runnin’ the show for the morons and idiots, yup, you ain’t One

Only Ones’ the One, particulars from generals are not full house aces over, godson.

I’m poppin’ my digits, call ‘em phalanges or just my ol’ bones and I am fine as wine

A major Vino my grampa’s downloaded, just the #VinoFine head on the ale’s a sign

In bed with the most sweet grapes I could pick out the orchard, a kind garden’s den

Made the most of all tiny bytes captured and corralled to keep them safe from a gun.

Been ridin’ off into the sunset nearly every sundown since I was maybe 1 year older

Than the first year I got here on Earth, just to pray and play like there’s no tomorrow

Funk and the refused indigestion flow from the organic matter, as if there’s a mother

Or a father to return all favors of droppin’ you off ‘bout middle of Noman’s neverland.

This was no movie with the bats out of hell comin’ to the rescue of he lost and found

Hades above the heavenly bodies trimmin’ off my chaffe and extra acid taste of a lab

Virus or bacteria the unauthorized end of the tricky treats of the lead ball & holy fold

Home with husbands’ wives, the kids, boys & girls stole atomic bytes of fool’s gold.

Souls weighing less than 8 grams or was it 16, anyways, I stepped on it, it’s Caputo

Sought & got found in an empty hole of the holy of holies, as sacrosanct as old Pluto

Fear and fearless singin’ struggles, jazz and rollin’ hot rock, dancin’ a 2-step polka

Begotten before & after imaginary Big Bangs, lava of burned out, heatstrokin’ papa.

Playin’ with zeroes and anything other than ones, nothing comes of it at all, et al

Law on or off of the bench means someone has the power to incarcerate your soul

Even if you’re innocent of the regulated break in the dam, the flood’s all your fault

Obligation of killers to first become gold themselves, then kill, eat & eliminate salt.

Know nothing, be everything and that’s all I got for you doll and kiddo, a God’s dam

Over the falls down to the deeper mind you thought you had & lost, it was a sham

Babies delivered by the mothers of the inventors of the Truth, philosophy of blue

Fictional characters from Captain America to Quai Chang Caine, simply Kung Fu.

Pink inside & out, hot pink I think but it could just be The @Pink as she is the chit

Brought the dough home and you flipped out because it was simply not enough s#it

Enlarged prostate you poor human males but what’s the cause, not dying younger

Living to a ripe old age is like an overripe fruit on the vine, it’s just The End of Ever.

Nothing personal and nothing at all you or anyone else on Earth can do about a bet

Odds are in, we’re precisely an Ape, an anthropomorphism of Hordes’ UFO Sanskrit

Besides the facts of life that this is the cream of the dream, alcohol inhaled it wet

Smoked the salmon and the weeds together to cure the cannabis’ mescalito bandit.

Goats have kids trotted out of them due to human neglect for their contraception

Very good at inhibiting the extinction of species of every form, virus to ants & birds

Changing into your costume and putting on your mask before you enter the fray’s sin

Being original, venial & oh so mortal, It All descended last of the first Papa’s words.

Carry the ball or throw, roll or just hit the ball with some fine pine woodcrafter club

Slugging your upper arm as if that’s something you expect when you abuse the pub

Where we keep our spirits & ales for idiots and morons to refuel their taste to cuss

That limit is always exceeded regardless of the will of the innocent & naïve dust.

Love and Hate in general have nothing to do with the species inherent defect SOS

Ready to annihilate the whole species with the nuclear weapons, not the psychos

If only it were the psychotic neurotics in charge of the system…oh wait, too late

Born on day 1, free form yelling, crying about the bright light, need a womb date.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Samadhi, Marche IVth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST

{ Drafted listenin’ to #MyMaria by @BWStevenson on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ewyu4dIVj-8 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

MARIA OR THE BLESSED WOMAN IMMACULATE HUMAN VIRGIN

I hopped into the back seat of my 1960 Chevy station wagon, got some where sister sat

There was no other choice, we had no place to go, didn't think of the motel of the bats

Night flyers & crawlers of the alleys and mean streets, all of them began as one tiny egg...& then...

What's this?  A UFO frisbee bowling ball ?  {FBB?}

#BestOfNothingWorseThanTheWorstEver #NobelPulitzer #BringItBackHome @DarylsHouse @OJays @WalterTrout #CryIfYouWantTo

NOBODY KNOWS WHAT 420 THINKS or HOW HIGH PSYCHOTIC, NEUROTICS FLY?

Black as the tar and coal that remains from a bigger bang than your daddy’s mama’s orgasmic jazz
Pills and smoke down the throat and into the nervous system of dreaming gobs of muscle and bones
Critical killers of the good, the bad and the ugly just to eat them or hang their trophy heads of flaws
Over the fireplace or hidden in an inner sanctum of the lion’s den, just bones in the corner to gnaws.

Lower than a naked ape’s IQ I was born with, grown humans roam dirty Earth with less than .9’s
If you believe I’m wrong or exaggerated the Truth, go to the ghetto and walk sidewalks’ stop signs
Motherless children raised by all too humane welfare workers who were also fatherless as the Sun
Their own sons without any known donor of DNA inherited karma from ancestors who sin a ton.

Bugs called insects comedians of their Tic-Doc screens, it could have been the Tix-Tax of god-doom
Pretended that you were alright, alright, alright but you weren’t, being ladies and their her/she bars
Swam without flagella in a form of idiot that loved to be or not to be in closed-monkey boom-boom
Began with your eyes wide opened by the facts of life, you gotta do it all yourself, nothing is for free.

I woke up, you woke up, they woke up, we all finally woke up with glasses of early OJ over-easy
Importance of the classical substance that makes this Life all that it is & always was, that’s all I see
From empty and holy words come this whole shebang, mold of burnt-out stars and the refused scat
Built-in to fish rivers & oceans for Life to eat, swimming above or below, swimming in ocean spit.

Davey Crockett and the small boy who knew no better than to wear the ‘coonskin cap tail
Miles of trials since that four-year-old rose to The Ends of the crazy life journey as I inhale
In and out, a constant like the substance of my soul, before and after I get my heart to sink
Deep down into the matrix where your mama never went, you’re food if you fail to Think!

Clowns and the junk they’ve made out of the refused in acceptance of their destiny’s scat
Thanks, you for all you’ve done when you’ve done nothing, tongue’s in your cheek, bite It
Liars lie & are qualified to lie like a rug, comment on the nature of your own death by chit
Beaten husbands & wives underneath the guards of the indentured servant shot the shat.

Boredom and pure ecstasy are way gone and invisible to the eyes of the holy goatherd
Plaintive wale of the dogs are in the yard, I’m laughin’ at the jokes that ain’t ever funny
On borders & inside any of seven continental drifts of solar rocks rollin’ in a big muddy
Rollin’ the rocks and rockin’ the downhill rolls, nothing rises above the ghost’s gravity.

Token of my appreciation is the coin I present to your mind, a building of I-heart’s face
Heads or tails, it’s a shootout up for grabs, history will NOT repeat itself, Time in Space
God of the thing called precious gold, come on man, God… Gold… that’s all there is here
Now, go forth young woman, teach the young men to be all too human, drunk on beer!

Here is the haven you’re following in the witch’s hollow, no forms to frighten the One
What I am is all there is, I’m not who You think You are, this makes sense to me, Son
Songs sung blue as I sing again now for jazz’ third time, all for One & One for all of It
First Cause was dark star light, now this will shock you, we are exactly what we s#it!

by
rjj stephan, i
c. Vendredi, III-III-MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 777 AMPST

{ Cocked this pistol while jammin’ to @NASA STRANGE DISCOVERY, God’s in Saturn’s Ring devours by the Thing Itself, Cosmic Dust Gods @ https://youtu.be/gqp3dhdp8QQ }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Davey Crockett king of the wild frontier 1