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HARD TO TAKE IT

LIKE A HUMAN

You’ll never, e’er hear me saying anything out louder than this, it’s NOYB & I’m being quite highly polite
You and I have burned the final bridge over the canyon’s void, there is no longer any reason for a church
To say one word or read a sentence or a book is without a value, in the end, essentially you soul search
For the other one you’ve been missin’ since you got laid as every teen should prior to being pure light.

Philosophy 101 or a 400 series graduate course of the living & dying monkey devolution survival groove
Every word expresses the nature of Thought, thinking of ideas using linguistic certainty, Nothing to prove
Money in computer digits or gold, silver or certificated paper back-up to the US currency, One holy ingot
Nobody will know since no crime can be surmised, although the evidence is circumstantial, to be or not.

Water drying up fast, looking for water on another planet, any vapor of oxygen and hydrogen & a wife
No underground water on other planets yet there’s ICE just like there’s spent star dirt from a big bang
Somebody found out that the souls have slowed down comin’ down here to Earth, a population bong
Smoked it up in the persuasive program of DNA to avoid child rearing from teenage years to half a life.

Mirrors are for the reflection, but the light is required, it’s insufficient to have a little, it’s a shame sin
You & I won’t even want to cease to be when it’s our time to blow, we’ll wanna survive the tribal scree
My green lantern was bright even though I picked it a day earlier than I intended, lightening got to me
There’s a taxicab that’s rollin’ up and down the streets of the city, all law enforcement are my own kin.

It will take you from the dregs at the bottom of the foundation to the upper stratosphere of our Fear
In no ridiculous way, the only way to go is down or up, not forward or backward, none of it is my fault
Maybe it was my greatest grandmother & greatest grandfather who I will never know even existed at all
Out of my control to behave as if under a drug induced coma, experts say I’m their signal to make it fall.

Civilization of eagles written on holy, dark cave walls when they got lit with sparks of fire, devil’s afraid
That Truth will be known by the ignorant & the wise, descended from the Big Bang of God’s cosmic fade
Guitars four, six and twelve string in one form or another, got picked or just plucked a whole idiot psyche
Practice the same buzz licks over again until you don’t need to think about Scat I’m croonin’ at the mic.

Shields diverted the rounds of lead balls & silver bullets, through my heart and soul, I disappeared, ghost
All that I was didn’t matter a lick, understood or not, rigor mortis wins & ends the finale, all about a host
Froze ice-H2O mutation of the starfire closest to our fingers, toes & God’s psychic effect, singularity afoot
Conception from gametes, love or the natural thrust of species’ Will to Survive at all costs, drunk on loot.

Why you dropped your holy thing into my casket where nobody ever lied within but the shell of my ball
Of course, I was that unidentified flying object, under the radar from seven to seventy, then it’s all hush
Buzzin’ & swiggin’ cold ones, a wreckin’ ball crew getting’ blown away into a safe corner, needed a push
Golden geese from games of the princess’ paupers, unloaded lead weight, obedient angels, lied to y’all.

Hooked betwen the fish and the mud in the swamp, my lure isn’t attracting poor hookers suckin’ on head
Pushed around from dusk until dawn, in a dream state that cannot be moved from the dribbling of idiots
Balls thrown, snowballs right through picture windows, quarter inch thick of shattered, glass blood clots
Pink or ultra-violet blue, infrared or deep purple, between the yellow, orange, green & sour graffiti dead.

Nobody that’s a male will take it like a man, all men conceived half woman, it’s an XX & an XY equal
From nothing at all to giving a hoot about, everything you can imagine, breathing in & out, until y’all fall
Downloaded the immaculate conceptions, it’s all water under the bridge, there’s nothing more to say, so
It’s all about hell above the center, middle of nowhere without anything subatomic, throw a naked blow.

Harder than a soft cushion I need on hand & foot as you drift into the dream realm of sleep, woke deep
State of being or not being, dead or alive, multiplication of the acid divide, nuclear TNT Einstein to keep
Watch & see, light moves fast as supersonic sound, mystic invitation to trip a nervous, bad, psychic break
Down so far, there’s nowhere else to go, for an inappropriate giggle, hind teat to rattle, I roll & you shake.

Jelly beans, jelly donuts, jelly & peanut butter, I want it all, chocolate milk in a wax carton, #Kills us all
On this frequency’s wavelength, to cause the causes that caused the very First Cause that couldn’t be
Light is out, Time ends it all over Space, compared to zero on a time line, Nothing is nugatory rhythms
Pencil-necks or egg-heads, all bumps on a log near leaping frogs that taste like chicken winged spasms.

Mom & dad were absolutely right, if you’re alive at any point between the dawn & dusk, then it’s a door
Up into the doors and shutters of perception, senses heard, seen, smelled & tasted of the pimpled whore
In darkness everything’s OK but when you shed light upon the scenic physical world, boom there it is, sir
Bums ne’er do well junkies who want & get the life and death everyone gets on Earth, Liberty ain’t free.

What freedom is cannot be expressed in mere words but you will know what it is if you lose it, even a bit
Restriction of your Will to be or not to be is affected by the cause and effects of your ecstatic misery skit
Play off stage, playin’ the fool, gorging midnight snacks, gold rings' man-woman, Ding-Dong, y’all rang
Skin-So-Soft aware of the sweet/sour, hard candy swing of delight, Yin Yang of the whole G.D. shebang.

Confused subjects and objects predicated upon the facts of life that cannot be written nor said by word
It’s the nature of beasts in the field of foul and fair balls between the lines from home to bleacher wood
Cheering or booing for the home team’s prowess or failure to compete with the good sport, evil #Oppo
Game’s got rules, start to finish, win, lose or draw, play ball in a field of dreams & now, we all woke, Bro!

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by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, June 8th, 2023 MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{Produced out of my muse’s invisible form while jammin’ to @ACDC #Thunderstruck link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2AC41dglnM & @VanMorrison #Wavelength link @ https://youtu.be/SThHPgmRsi0 & @KORN #WordUP link @ https://youtu.be/kyOcIbRRkiw & @BruceSpringsteen #HighHopes link @ https://youtu.be/rOPDhoZH91g )
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

MY MUSE, HER NAME IS . . . #MergatroID

You Are Naked, Skin's Tight, Out of Sight (Hold the dressing!) SIX GOT YOUR SIX, TWO THREE A.D.

 

 

YES, INDEED, I'M READY TO GO

Filling up my own pot of gumbo with strength to carry on in the face of pending gloom & doom

I’ve done nothing wrong other than continue to breathe in & out while others hold their breath
Goofin’ off playin’ games, playin’ sports, playin’ the players to pass the Time in Space, hand jive
Signs giving signals to stop or go, this way or that, one more time maybe two, peace honey hive.

In the forces that give no alternative to the will to power, obedience is sacrosanct to survival
Of the vermin and human, above & animated in locomotion or trivial pursuits of the recycle
Hurting when there’s pain to be felt, courting ecstasy in momentary lapses of the former high
Complete, utter mess of immobile atoms just waiting for heaven to release the royal blue sky.

Minks didn’t need their fur, right man? Sheeple didn’t need the cotton/wool mutant boll weevil
Soylent green was the conglomerate menudo of people in a terrible fix, all involved in the Mix
Cake is baked, pie is nearly done and the party ain’t ever gonna start, there’s only the One, Me
I shot a sheriff once but it was in self-defense just like in the reggae jam of the capitol offense.

I swore on a stack of bibles that I didn’t shoot the deputy but it was certainly self-defense, man
Dude put his .38 into my cheek & it freaked me out, so I nailed him up against the wall, a slam
His skull cracked only due to momentum, it was unintentional, his revolver shot him, not at me
It was him shooting & the round ricochet off of another brick on the wall, I was goin’ down, see?

Reality bytes in my data base, below and above the atomic fission, human reproduction
History and the analysis of the morons in flight from nest to nest, in search of It, Nothin’
Always deaf, dumb & blind as Father, the sailor left me all tools of gypsies, evil-live luck
If I were you, I’d be afraid, very afraid, you have no defense against the planetary crook.

Intent of the will, desire & focus on the finality of the direction only you control, grow
Up not down, no growing roots into the dirty rocks & rotten, undead T-bone marrow
Bottom line is when you get on the choo-choo train you’re gonna whoop it up to hell
Binge was the party of the decade, every ten spins around the sun, where Adam fell.

Perfectly useless to the cause and effect of the whole shebang, you said, @Daddy too
I didn’t invent the water I just turned it into wine, squeezed the grape vines into blue
Red, violet, royal purple satin and boa feathers from the birds that drop dimes on you
Just because you thought you were so pretty and lovely as the sweet honeybee stew.

Four score & seven means nothing but on the way to my own Fourscorth (80) come on
Bring it on at will, I remain One with the plan whatever it may be, start up the flyin’ nun
No stop at a time, one foot in front of the other in perpetuity ‘til the step off ol’ Stephan
As I am now is how I have always been, zygote infiltrated with a germ-sperm-worm bun.

Now or later, you & they will come to a consensus, an inevitable conclusion via true Word
Up or down the elevator of the building, ad infinitum swing of the faces of the Red Horde
Pricking the pins into the cushion until there’s no more room for any more pricks, all spent
Mirror to see your & my image, a look alike from the Past, the Future, all gods are present.

An entire vile of pills down the hatch, you think you’ll just go to sleep forever, stomach pump
Big chump can only see what’s passed in the last ten seconds, forget about the rest to recall
Being at rest or unrest can be the only concern of the civilized culture archeological deduction
That the things themselves are all gone, writing on the rock walls & tree pulp parchment fun.

Ending the origin the moment it split into more than One, two, four, six, eight & we appreciate
That without a Big Bang we’re nowhere, we’re nobody created by Nothing on a blind fig date
Myopic and monotone, it’s a bug’s existence lookin’ for a place to avoid being smashed food
Boiled, fried, BBQ’d or sundried, Nothing I’ve shat out, I allowed communion with the Good.

Give me a break or not, I don’t care to be at the mercy of expectation of the unexpected, I am
The unexpected is what I am, don’t need to expect it, I am alive in it, present in presence’s scam
Focus on the distortion, close your eyes and the mystery is solved, it’s what you see when dead
Black nonsense of the vacuum Singularity, no language there, no words, no Flintstones, Fred!

by
r j j stephan, i

c. 6-6-2023 AD @ 911 AMPST
{ Blasted out with background of @JrWalker #Shotgun link @ https://youtu.be/x8_xSZMTuKo }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

<3 <3 <3

Difference between Zero & Nothing-At-All = EverythingYouLove #jojo

SQUASH YOUR DNA FIRST, THEN EAT AT JOJO'S

I will hammer this point home like a sixteen penny spike in your #WokeArse, boy scout prepare
For the ends will justify the means, I’m going to fool the fools because they deserve the scare
Monkeys in cages or just right out in the open amongst us, on the railroad tracks, livin’ in trees
Without the branches and leaves, you are going to accept the unacceptable, got brain freeze?

You will be soon if you haven’t already been shocked by the rhythm and blues of bills paid off
Zero, nothing at all is the balance between the income & the final outcome, don’t be a groove
You’ll know what I mean by the sound of a word I say, forget about the alphabet spelling, love
Get the needle down into the circular jerk of a roundhouse, spinnin’ around below & above.

Tunnels under the grounded beings who pretend to know this & that, yet they don’t know it
Pills of smashed plants & chemicals, respective of the all too human behavior, I am what I am
Popeye my daddy, yes I said daddy again, what was he after all, origin of my guilty conscience
Mother’s holy emptiness invaded by the germ of the original sin, apple seed of the nonsense.

Hell is in the international water of Earth, you recollect the name of the beast, it’s the gods
Ones from a pre-Socratic phase of consciousness & others from the post-Malone eye pods
Backing down is not an option, the game has a certain ending, we’re all dying to survive it
Megadeath of your heart & brain, your holy soul, all of it the Matter & Energy of TNT chit.

Smithereens are all that’s left when the submarines surfaced to see the result of extinction
Of the human & every other species of animal and plant, cinders & glass beads’ last scene
Here’s the bluff, on the pretend assimilation of your ignorance, metastasized into wisdom
Know nothing about everything, given the edge on knowing it all about a Singularity bean.

As I lie blinking my blinded eyes, three of them, there’s a third eye, mid forehead to see
The invisible atoms of gas before they’ve become the mass of matter & form, A B C & D
Vowels and consonants in random order from Alpha to Zed, codes compromised a hush
Shut up, shut down, shut out of the memory to recall the reason you’re born from bush.

You have no other entryway, it’s not an alternative, it’s the one & only way for The Way
We’re not to mention every other atom on Earth will not survive the Big Whisper today
I am not just saying this for the shock value of being a harbinger of the future days of 0
Zero between the positive & the negative, on the money man, serious bones’ downlow.

Harry & Tom wonder about the poor Richard, lonely old, shriveled-up Dick the Headliner
Change of an constant Oneness isn’t possible at all, improbable at least, who’s a whiner?
It’s me when I’m young before the Age of Reason, 7 give or take a year, y’all google me
All a cosmic void, the killer of the innocent and the wild, only strongest survive a while.

Bloody wars, peaceful battles ‘tween wild & innocent ones, Jack off of a Jersey boardwalk
I found her lurking in California, by the beach, near the Lake of Folsom, I didn’t get to stalk
You got me before I had the chance to think for myself about the merge from two to One
Now, decades after the trip on fantastic light, I have the lexicon, I have the .357 & .44 gun.

Chicago rivers and suburban lakes of rainfall that won’t quit until the Earth ceases to be
As above so it is below, 24/7 of every spin and wobble, we’re all ready to go, or we ain’t
Either way, the traffic is coming at you & I head-on, close your eyes and you’re still Woke
It helped you so much while you were awake at the church of the gods, not One, Many.

Hard or soft rocks & airheads on top of bodies of 208 bones, camping in California tents

Orange, red & royal blue plastic propped up by #HomeDepot clothes-pins’ cyclone fence
Out your mind, out of body experience by God’s dead friends, enemies & distant kinfolk
Amnesia state of I forgot about all my karma, I forgive myself for ignorance, drink Coke.

So reactive with the tongue, the gums, the esophagus down to the final exit, stage right
Pink punks and purple people eaters will to survive the eternal nights of vampire fights
High School & the reward of the PhD for the commitment to nine years of development
Perfection & defection from the most fit to survive causes inevitable effects, DNA spent.

Let me distort this prolegomenon for you, I’ll squiggle it until its pulp is unrecognizable
Trampled down, pulverized to the point of invisible distortion, broke-danced us for fun
No distinction once mash-liquidized into plasma flowin’ instinct from a ding-dong bell
Nothing can’t exist at all without everything being here & now, the dead never do tell.

That sign back there that we just passed said, “Eat At Joes” didn’t it? Did you see it?
No, didn’t think so, I’m talkin’ to myself, yankin’ my own chain, it ain’t my fault though
It’s all about the Artificial Intelligence of the agency who spies on your mother’s coffin
Making sure you don’t bury the corpse with the evidence, the clue to the mystery kin.

 
Last detail I have is that you’re too divinely damned stupid to understand, morons explain
Still, you & I have no problem breakin’ it down to the minions, I hold all of y’all in disdain
As if that matters at all to anyone, come on man, you know you’re ambivalent so, go chill
In the deep cooler, where the fresh don’t spoil due to a function of heat, it’s my free will.

Causing the rigor mortis, burnt into the atmosphere or burial underground or at deep sea
Potash mishmash, pulverized skin & bones, skull to metatarsal, no regard for the you or me
Beams of coherent light from outer space’s Void, no kidding, intelligence can’t be above us
Joe’s closed for business, no more free lunches, dinners or snacks, off the fOqin’ magic bus.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, June 5th 2023 AD @ 911 AMPST

{ Created without artificial intelligence (@AI) just my own inferior assumptions and agreement with @ImmanualKant & the concept of metaphysical nonsense link @ https://youtu.be/Yntk1Zi6iC4 & @AldousHuxley #BraveNewWorld video link @ https://youtu.be/BogN9yGzokU }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

HE AIN'T A PHILOSOPHER MAN!  COME ON GIRL!