Kick In The Door #BootsMadeForWalkingHardDown #ForCryingOutLoud #ToreDownThoseWalls

This ain’t a mash unit, suicidal atoms!

Sometimes and that means any time from day 1, origin of the Dot to The End, Pooh & Piglet rebel
Against The Man, all too human beings who began the evolution of idiots and morons, so Do Tell
What the ending will be like when you can’t see or hear or smell or taste or touch a thing, anything
Foxes need to eat just like the bacteria in your trunk with the other junk, so feed the frenzy & sing.

Songs of happiness and sadness, lost love & found it again, like a dream within a dream of chimera
Nothing has substance and Substance itself has nothing within, inside it’s an empty set of a vacuum
Out of Time & still inside of Space, paying attention to the love or lack of it all around us, lovin’ it all
As if it’s your last day on Earth, y’all must prepare to die, it won’t take much, just know it’s inevitable.

Alright to know that everything is not OK with me or anyone I know, well, I don’t know anyone here
Or anywhere else between the north and south poles, spinnin’ on the surface waves of wobbling fear
That you’ll lose your gravity and float away, as if you’re a spirit that flies from the mortal flesh & bone
Nobody returns to persuade left-overs that there’s Nothing, how to dial that number on a cellphone.

Fall is the cold spin beginning on the near side of the sun, we’re closer to the God & colder, look away
To the ether, empty Space between every conglomerated atom, that’s not what you are though, I say
My opinion is nevertheless important and the dream within the dream is totally in tac, still the Ones
Bought and sold, over and over again, ad infinitum, swallow and defecate wasted DNA out the buns.

Decked out with the nude body totally covered except for the hands and face, a simple-minded ape
I’m on a deep dive down into the drunk ocean, one or two leagues down to the core, smoke a vape
All of it is up in arms, up in smoke or up in your face, I do what I can when I dust off my toolbox adz
Punched, pounded, pried from the herd to be food for thought, screwed deep into ends of the hoes.

Fountains are dry, no water is left in liquid form, it’s all up in atmospheric smoke, wafting from lips
Mine was full and it also helped the other-than-me folks, to have me out of their purview, my chips
Think I’m mean & bad to my wife but it’s only that I don’t want to be with her there where YOU are
Funk for all, X to Z all unknown but variable, you fit it, you lived & you’ll die, blinkin’ A to the bar.

The fix is in, the form is the DNA & RNA in the menudo of the Earth’s wind & fire, solar sacred code
Germination, mitotic boom, here we are, pee-ka-boo on Halloween & Catholic All Saints’ Day mode
God being the whole shebang, no personality of the created forms will survive the demise, mind die
You can’t lose it, it’s immortal, it’ll leave your body, but your body cannot leave your mindful 3rd eye.

Piercing through the darkness with a laser beam sword handed down from Obi Juan, it’s a ruby laser
A mere touch of matter of every quality crumbles it to powder/ash, go home to enter and phase her
Monks out of the caves don’t look like the apes in your prisons and backstreets in the ghetto’s herd
Low and high inside the body & mind, when you die, gasp, gulp, gasp, release the thirteenth ghost!

More or less, the beauty of the thing itself is all there is, good, evil, ugly are mutations of the thing
Same thing, every day, in infinite repetition of the propositional logic’s algebraic equations’ O-ring
Ages of things themselves from pre-one to post-one, nothing else matters even if you thought so
Pink inside, deep in the middle where the blood flows through the capillaries to the holy i-Hearts.

Cried, laughed, enjoyed the pain, suffering & pleasure, it was all better than Nothing, what I had
From having nothing before conception to the end of accumulating all that Matter/Form dust, bad
Never good because that means you’re probably dead because you got kicked in the nuts and ribs
Took your breath away forever, out like a light, fall downtown with the riff raff who have no cribs.

I know only one thing that I forget sometimes, like it or not, the memory is in atrophy mode to let
Let it all go wherever it goes when the body fails to animate the bones, as the skull goes, it’s a bet
Neither my father nor mother downloaded the #FactsOfLife files, could have used the download
Brutal life from baby to ancient, spent bodies of 208 bones, muscle tissue & iron-poor blood code.

Hunted for the food, monkey meat without the feet, got old and died anyways, freedom expired
Liberty illusion of the true and false, a philosophical twist of the solar spectrum, black hole of Jed
There was black crude oil exploding the opposite way of gravity’s pool, space-black conscious Its
Void, more or less than zero has no special effect upon the g0d we wish had control over all, This!

Mike it up, tone down the rhetoric, pretend it’s just fine and dandy, teachers all told us the Truth
What happens next is a surprise to enjoy the unfolding and repercussion of random chaos’ booth
You’re deep inside of it, you cannot escape, you’re in for the duration of light comin’ into eyeballs
Blinded by the light or blinded by birth, either way, only you know, and I know, Montezuma halls.

by
r j j stephan, i 

c. Jeudi, ROCKTOBER XIIth 2023 Anno Domini at 911 PMPST
{ Jacked up jammin’ to #MariaMaria by @Santana on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bu-_wLAaRJU }
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KILO TON #RadicalExtinctionOfSpecies #TeachDoUntoOthersLikeYouWouldLikeThemToDoUntoYOU #CarlosSantana #GlennFrye

GODS ARE SO FUNNY, EXCEPT FOR THE ONE

Maybe you’re almost dead and gone, mighty, mighty, spade & whitey, as above, so below here in #yous
Bonding in nobody’s reality, shut the mouths of the screeching sirens who had & still have daddy issues
On the right & the left of the center, in the middle of your mind’s core where there’s nothing left inside
Being and Nothingness analyzed concept by concept until silence is left over, fake, false predication tide.

Lies in skullbones moving to your feet & hands, walk or run with gusto, two hands out for a freedom fate
Borders annihilated by the horde of your enemies, your leader is needed to be a general & admiral Corps
Bring your freedom with you when you’re comin’ over to fight here, you'll die if you try to Trojan Horse
Flanks open, borders wide open, nobody’s coloring in-between the lines of the territory, no guard’s gate.

Fish in the sea all gone, eaten and not reproduced before the extinction came in like nitro-g in the baggie
Fools born & die just like few heroes & villains but they have no choice in any matters of starshine energy
Apes are loose but under the conscience of the nation, stopping the good and evil confusion of a Nirvana
After living together with people or alone, a loner, still all too human, all together, utter symmetry of Ga.

Crucial deductions comin’ well before your winding up the last details about the pending doom, outta air
What you doin’ with your skin & bones’ organic matter, buried or burned, it’s the same, azure soul’s hair
Burning in the hot gas, as if it’s not supposed to be that way, but it is all about that, too hot to handle gas
Deduced & induced by propositional logic, before being analyzed by Greece & Rome’s grateful dead adz.

Mood in hot pink or glowing chartreuse & red-orange yarn on a disguised leader’s hook, roe’s gulp ready
First a twelve pounder & finally an eighteen pounder, of course I released them like nuclear missiles’ TNT
For some other angler to approach it’s nose & gulping swallow of salmon egg cluster, unhooked humane
The key of extinction is the beginning of the species’ deterioration of a Will to Power & surviving all pain.

Feeling ill, asking stranger humans to help your health recover, they won’t cooperate with you, let you go
All alone in Ends of the Time you’ve snagged out of thin air, thanks to your mother’s & father’s love show
Gone rich and poor, powerless & omnipotent, the peace between wars increasing in conflict, means, alas
Y'all illegal, we all know & those we don’t, gottaway invisible from the moon’s viewpoint, we’re GAS!

Look for the weed, look for the owners, they’ll addict you and then they’ll kill the business, lay-off THC
It is the method of madness to pretend to be friendly before you behead yourself, come on stupid, free
To be or not to be, there’s no question the border needs police, young people from high school recruits
You want to fight in a gang, country or city boy, you'll die, a #Gotaway is DEAD, look at the silk #Suits!

In the end nothing is funny, here’s your last request, call my friend to say goodbye, you already did It
Fare thee well from the alpha to the omega, your mind is intact, bones are burnt, flesh wound of chit
Funk melted down into a menudo for Earth’s world-ending scuffle with the extinction philosophy high
Debt of your nation cannot be repaid, historical & biblical proportions build to crescendo, you will die.

Jackass kick makes you wake up if you were walking in your sleep, it’s better when you’re all woke-up
Drug is of the Earth, we’re addicted, no choice or freedom to change to the opposite, dead-end drop
You lived there at the curb, filled in with the cottonseed from the twin oak trees, wind-blown corner
That’s all there is, it is what it is, we are the ones who say so, kidding, it is I myself who is the Homer.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, Rocktober One-One, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST

{ Somebody’s at war, drafted while jammin’ to https://t.co/mTC2HILvfW #MythsFromTheUnderworld & #TheMostTerrifyingThingsInSpace link @ https://youtu.be/Ovzx0F9es-g?si=IJgV93IisQSoaXKU }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#MissingDaze #JackAndCaneRockin' #SaddleUpMyPony

NEVER FORGET TO FORGET THE UNFORGETTABLE, EVER

Gods ain’t gonna help you or me, come on man, y’all are evolved out of One scumbag
Of both the vermin and the human, you know what & who you are, godsons of a hag
Not their fault since they're daughters of hags and they have no free will to be a sign
Of the Time, yet they are the signal, they’re the whistle, the horn to end the design.

Buildings crumbled as determined by the engineers’ blueprints, cornerstone crack house
There is always nothing at the end, it cannot be any other way, Space is a trap for a mouse
Names are not important, just sounds and noise to respond to when you’re among riffraff
As above, so below this all is what a divinity’s humans came up with, water dried, I laugh.

Pretend to be serious when Nothing is a random collision of careless, subatomic solar particles
Boys and girls make more, they cannot control the effort nor the thrust for the empty to avoid
Mentally hill or physically infirm in your soul’s body, the time lasts until the air flows in a thing
Of your handy caps and your occult wisdom you find to be silence about all that is the Nothing.

I was not free to be, to do all I desired because I had no conscience to wield that awesome cut
Fear the things that want to either hurt or kill you, your parents are all gone, you’re on your own
To be or not to be is questionable yet we are all riding dirty on this road trip between here & there
Navigating on the river or the open ocean H2O, it’s still here on Earth’s seven seas of infinite fear.

Of being all alone, like God before the creation of this mess of bizarre connections of linguistic fixes
Total blind faith in blackness being a Face of Divine Wisdom, I rattle my saber prior to the thrusting
As above, so below gravity pulls to the core, compression into the space between Limbo & heaven
War of Men, annihilation of the life forms is important to the universe’s Singularity, News at eleven?

War good, Peace evil, both required for the Yin & Yang you sense on your skin and bones, gunpowder
Divided speakers of the houses fighting for dominance over the subordinates, it’s my clam chowder
Full of the clams that came out of nowhere & lived until we cooked and ate them & other crust life
Pies with the meat and the fruit within the crust, on the shelf cooling on the windowsill of my wife.

Nothing more to worry about because your face hurts my face, just look at the wrinkled eye winkin’
It’s comin’ to a town near you, be prepared as the boy scouts of Americans instructed while blinkin’
Mountains of Montana Rockies or swamps of Florida Everglades, outside & in between, elk & alligator
Divine in the meaning, life better than death in any form, eating life keeps us humans alive, what for?

Now it’s the time for feeling flexible when the world is constricting around your fat head’s face bones
Covering up the eyes isn’t helping the facts of life, that it is what it is, you’re in the head’s aches tones
You breathe in and blow out, whatever that ether is has performed for seven decades of the universe
Nothing is prerecorded, nothing is the prerequisite for everything else, it is all incredible yet perverse.

From some unknown day in all of our early days on Earth, we’ve known it was All for One & one for all
Incense burned into the smoke nobody’s daddy wants to get a whiff of, it’s a cherry or a patchouli oil
No way I’m going to get off of the train until we run out of tracks down the way, there’s a tunnel wall
But it’s only a big painting on a cliff wall with nothing but rock hardness behind the façade baseball.

Worked now & then like a jerk, I’m playin’ & I’ll keep on puffin’ & huffin’ until I can’t drink life’s quirks
Predicting via cyberspaced computer alogrhythm yesterday that I’d live to be 1 3 8 years old, 138 jerks
Down with the gators in the bayou that foams out the Mississippi & the Gulf, it’s on the Cajun, my son
This means WAR, battleships ready, Air Force strikes NOW, it begins with a pin drop, remember 9 1 1!

Fist fights and high-tension philosophical arguments pro & con for the reason why we live Christ & Mo
Hindi hindsight gives a Zen shock to the monkey, under nobody’s wing but the two I got from Pa Adam
Eve’s got nothing to do with the slice of rib bone God made man from, Ma Eve came in second to none
Debts in the speakers comin’ out of electric vibrations of steel & electric Kool-Aid wire in one big gun.

Proof of the existence of babies & the dead people they turn into cosmic dust storms between a star
Hundreds of millions, billions & billions of infinite helium, hydrogen, oxygen, nitro fuel gets us all far
Ponies and mules, horses and alpacas to carry the load, the motherlode of the mines’ silver & gold
Monarchs, dictators, fool princesses and princes who inherited the power once their kin got too old.

Caused a war full of killing battles to blow up the children of the bad guys & the good guys in camp
In and out of the metal, the woodwind, the percussion & strings from the banjos frets still smokin’
After you’re done, it’ll be finished right then, don’t worry about those you leave behind, a fix is In
Junkies and bums without the junk are still all too human, we kill germs to stay healthy, not Men.

So, this is that y’all get when you do what you do, how you do it, over & over again, a fix is far in
So far, so good, deep down inside it’s always the same thing, did I say that before, over & over sin
Venial for the mortals, who live and die with the pie in the sky in their eyes, until the final gasp ice
Puts your head’s face in a panic, eyes wide open, mouth agape, tongue stuck out the thrown dice.

It was sevens and elevens for a while until the snake eyes took over the concerto & played the Stones
Rolling them up and down the scales of love & the essence of being here and now, on the cellphones
Everybody’s got a number, cell or social, some sort of way to ID their presence then & there for me bro
To say you were here just like elder #Kilroy who went everywhere puttin’ his moniker on the gumbo.

Kick your ass in, kick you in the noggin because you needed to face up to the situation, life is shorted
High as the plateau & as low as you can go down to the core of the burnt out dust ball, gods’ aborted
Mink stoles on the hangers, dead mink minded but nobody too human cared, fur stole for naked apes
Picked strong strings on frets from a holy metallic frenzy, blues, jazz, rocked, angels’ daughter escapes.

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, ROCKTOBER Xth, MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST
{ Kicked this punk out of the house this morning, came back this afternoon so, blasted out while jammin’ to the @PoynterSisters link @ https://youtu.be/DXRjBVXanzc?si=G5d46NmVS2Yt7bUk }

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W.W.A.R.D.?