#ricoSacto

Tuesday, May 30, 2023

#BackUp #BacksUpAgainstTheWall #Will

MORE THAN JUST ONE OLD WALLBANGER

 WAR RAW, PONCHO Y CISCO, ESE

{Guerra Raw, Poncho y Cisco, Ese}

You & your whole family are cursed by this spin of the holy Earth, in retrograde
Angels and devils fell from heaven and hell, outer space’s empty Void, in a Fade
Constant movement from the First Cause to the Last Effect, the Big Bang collapse
All history of random events will close in a Singular finale, no witness, no saps.

Congames are all on, off & on getting a 20% tip to the waiters who shuffle
Oil out of a grounded soul-being, live earth-Smoke on dirty waters’ scuffle
This is DNA/RNA tasting our family of ancient bones, old man’s biomass
Still asleep inside a dream within a dream, mentally invisible, I woke fast.

Hearts beating as two-in-one, many or single moments, well done Dixie
I’m all the way gone, survived scuffles all over mortal me & my Psyche
Defense is as strong as offense so I kept the A-team undefeated, all 1-0
Sad to be or not to be someday over a color rainbow, pucker up, blow.

Sometime sooner or later there’s a fact of life you’ll to submit to the will
To live or die here or not, be a thing itself & must be created & born still
To find out Fake Truth about your mother and father, you all know it all
From the Beginnings to Ends you won’t see annihilation coming on TNT.

Portable transistor UFO AM/FM handheld radios for all man, women & kids
No brotherly reason to have them other than to keep track of MUFON’s bids
Mate, checkboard of 8x8=64, white black light shifts to wavelength’s mirrors
Fake hunt, standing on a corner, scopin’ 16 girls go by us, city’s carnival’s fears.

Young teen’s age is when it happens out of nowhere, just like that, shock
From the beard, the shave to the first date in my dad’s car, a drive-in dock
Hooked up the speaker on the window, watched the windows steam-fog
Heavy breathing the fathers of my girlfriends didn’t care for, I was a dog!

Remember that long ago, 55 years ago more or less, the index/contexts fade
To dark brown-slate black as midnight behind the shadow of The really Dead
All the cousins, aunts, uncles, stepsisters, stepbrothers & stepmothers force
Filling in for the thorough imprinting a personality’s adjusted attitude curse.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, My XXXIst, MMXXIII Anno Domini #MidnightLuftWaff

{ Jammed to the #Outlaws link @ https://youtu.be/7HJ8xLg_GUw & from the @WarTheBand link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/Wx_OrjGn9lo came into the full house, guns a-blazin’ without a rest, the firing wasn’t echoing any longer, Everybody & everything was dead but I’m now the last one… & away we ego!   Peace/Out }

Monday, May 29, 2023

HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY TO THOSE WHO GAVE IT ALL! #HappyToGetBackHomeWithMySkullAndBones #VietnamSqirmish 71-75 #SometimesWeCryBabyJ

aWesson, SMITH & JONES’ RUGER TRIGGER-FINGER Blunder

Mortal sins against nobody but me, myself & I, no good God in me, come on man
At the final end when your bones & blood go down in fire & ice, One’s in the can
Meaning nothing you can do about it all, it’s a cause & effect of rock & roll teat
Holy milk cows put into the DNA position of being hamburgers on a hot grill spit.

Feared boo of the boogie men who interrupted your & my path’s crossroad pass
You and all of us others you are not related to other than the atomic anti-matter
Know who you are and you’re half-way there, in the final end, eyes will all see it
The truth only hurts if you have feelings without a body or soul, ain’t no s#it skit.

Stay with me now, it’s not just a random scree about reality of a third kind
Killer doves of peace & war making treaties to be broken in fair downwind
Just because you & yours think you’re prettier than the other tribal cluster
Burnt & consumed into the Ether, where goddesses get their kicks, yes sir.

Blunders occurred on my watch, keeping a look-out was a good forty winks
Not this day, the harbor of Pearl was found to be the noose-necklace of finks
No need to cast aspersions so we’ll leave it at that, if the shoe fits, pay dues
Boss, you know & I know, it’s all in the alleys, in the streets, on the avenues.

Money ain’t easy to get, it’s Fool’s Gold on printed paper, circular jerk love
Laws created controls, a Base Exchange of big bangs for bucks below above
Of peace and the war of the winners & losers who know they’re all gonna die
Today, tomorrow, some millions yesterday, all gone, finished, caput, let's fly!

Gods are never responsible for the accidental collisions of planetary cosmic dust
Everybody has sacrificed all goods of labor fruit to unknown nothingness’ K-kiss
Shoes, socks, two feet down & out of bounds, a leg to stand inside a divine door
Out in the open, right in front of my very eyes, while lookin’ at me in the mirror.

Banks full of the gold-fingered blood, sweat & tears of wonderful dead papas
Last gasp of wind into your esophagus before you let the ghost loose, all recall
It’s a memory of the Past in the Future that you can’t remember, dead mamas
All the greater & grand ones, even single, old & young ones, god means: I Am!

by
r j j stephan, i


c. Lundi, Memorial Day, May 29th, 2023 A.D.  #SomeGaveItAll
 
 {What it means is people died, because people lied!  Don’t kid yourself with the pompous pretension, just all about the sexy girls that the dead warriors never got to come home to… drafted while listenin’ to #SexyGirl & #Hits by @GlennFrey link @ https://youtu.be/v1f-PP8WPGc}

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