#MASHUP #SicknessUntoDeathByLife @PRINCE @TinaTurner @TheDramatics #HEART #AnnWilson #NancyWilson #RodStewart #TheOJays #UpDown

M A S H 4077 U N I T
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Copy your code in every cell of every human body and you get a Supernova recipe for Aster
Not disaster because that would mean utter extinction into the universal Void above & below
Mama told me to chill out and relax like I did on the day I was stillborn in the womb, knowing
That’s T.M.I. but OK, whatever… so one cliché after another, I’ll roll just like a pinball draining.

Bean sprout seed in a hole dug in the ground of being, alive and well in the clay, sandy dead
I’m ash of a black star above called Sun, not a Sin, not my sons but my sun, UV lit to Infrared
Between the perfect knees of my mate is the only place I wanna be, alas it can’t be so above
I’ll take the moments I glean from the 24/7 weeks of the anniversary of the dawning of love.

Time in a bottle without a cap, seeps into the Void and gets sucked into the straw of the Big Dog sips
Out of our control, just a minute while I get the combination #’s for the lock on the Trojan’s horse lips
Seven continental hills of Earth just a petri dish of accidental collisions of disembodied consciousnesses
You see whether you’re blind or not, you hear even if you can’t comprehend the gift of the goodness.

What you are & what I am has no consequence on the annals of history, no Platonic or Socratic skit
Gleaned translation of the foreign wisdom in a foreign mind now dead to the world as we know it
Travel down a tube, as an unfertilized egg not even a blip on the radar screen, sudden impact slams
You turn from One into two, then four, ad infinitum in geometric progression, eat your liver & yams.

Hate to love what you know you’ll lose either through accidental or intentional detachment, yet I will
Love to love and let it go when it’s ready to move on without me, not even a distant thought I’ll kill
Recollection of every single moment from the first to the last, a rerun of the best movie of all my time
Spent while awake or in a dream while asleep for a third of the time I’m here & now, wasted my dime.

Should have, would have, could have…blah, blah, blah you said it all before, we heard it ad infinitum
Now just jump ahead the first person in line, they won’t mind, by the time they realize it, quickly run
Out of left field’s inner sanctum, one can’t be one’s human identity, be mother’s or sister’s unholy dirt
Give it everything you’ve got but you won’t be the known in the world of the unknown, blessed man.

Psyche hunger evolves into the extinction of the species, nowhere else to go, in, out, up or down
Six feet under is a good place for the rotten super-ego & Id that couldn’t settle the Pilot’s Hill town
Could be the one & only place to see coastal waters, way up, top of the hill where men feared to go
Not wise ones but the wise-ass ones, they were the braver, put money on the sheepish, dead Rambo.

When the Trojan Horse contents have been disseminated into the atmosphere, All Man’s DNA dies
If there was any extraterrestrial sorts of evolutionary life above & below this planet, tell bible lies
Short as the long pants you’ve worn since your knickers fell off of your body’s bones like red meat
Top of your skull’s hair-do to the bottom of your feet’s soul, it’s never-never land’s instinct seat.

Dawn to dusk, filled from the brink of emptiness to the lower level of full-Monty power punchin’
Bought & sold everything I ever had, now I don’t have anything anymore, all easy for my carryin’
Into the battle that will escalate into the whole world’s last war, one’s Gods are all communicatin’
UFOs are all powers outside of the mud, blood & beer we ingest, digest & excrete in scat heaven.

Now you know, we’re not alone and not allowed to originate the Big Bang reversal of fortune buzz
Revolve, wobble, spun web on the ellipse clockwise, counter-clockwise knowledge & wisdom’s fuzz
Know what you knew before your conception in the womb, know it all finally, dense mortality sin
Ego don’t matter to gods, gods don’t matter to my Ego, your babies grow into the hero & the villain.

By the riverside or seaside, it’s the only way to escape the rats & roaches love of garbage & trash
Top of the snowcapped mountains works but they’re too far away & there’s no deposit, no return
Too legit to quit or be quiet therefore, with or without intelligence to survive a hostile door dash
Before the 0’s & 1’s there were zeroes & ones, pixels defined by dots in the matrix, butter churn.

Need and want the relished contents of the dream, before I wake up, I want to be wizard of Oz
A branded figment of electronic imagination, a movement to cause the effects of divinity’s fuzz
Hard to get, hard to comprehend, soft as the untouchable clouds above us, I remain silent, blue
No mas, living friends & enemies I love, #WorstIsYetToCome, dream’s over, I’m already gone too.

How stupid can the progenitors of the species be? Mamas & papas have no effect on children
Children get programmed for their behavior because that’s what primates do, chimpanzee too
Homo Erectus was no different than you and I, just dead to the world now, skin & bones done
What you see, what you hear, you smell, taste & feel, that’s Life, it’s all there is, Do enjoy some!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, Janvier XXXIst MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1111 AM MST

{ Crafted this chic little ditty while slammin’ @BBKing & @Pavarotti #TheThrillIsGone link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/Wq4yFgyeOjo?si=VnJ2_Vf8tiZGNlZ9 }

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

#Stardust #Think #GhostGalaxies

SYSTEMATIC FISSION, KC-135 AIRBORNE Qubits

Sickened unto the conception and then here and now we all are for a moment or two, one GD man
How ITF are effects of all the First Cause’s errors not ending the world as we know it, so too human
Don’t press your luck, you’ve got no more legs to stand on, it’s a fired-up oven melting skin & bone
Cremation is a special effect you can observe if you’ve got the inner resolve to turn off the i-phone.

Fickle fixtures disappearing into One Void, boys & girls around here, daydream gets wet-dry humor
Conceived in ignorance, born to be on the boulevard, the avenue & the backstreet of the back door
Garbage in the alley refused, stinkin’ the weekly stench of your soiled drawers in your dressers’ fur
Fear and loathing I am forgotten, remember me now, I rear my ugly head into the new world’s order.

French, Latin, Chinese & the tongues of your mother’s fathers who had no sisters or brothers in sync
With vibrating frequencies animating the wavelengths from infrared to ultraviolet into the black ring
Around every atom in shallow and deep Space, there’s what I am, what you are, no idiot savant song
Rhyming words meaning ambiguity is a sign of the Present time on Earth revolving around a dark star.

Mark my words, subjects & predication to flesh out the objects, that said, nothing more is uttered ilk
From whom we’ve evolved, nobody we know personally, words in books, picture pages’ smooth silk
Breathe in & out a million times more or less, fortune relegates the whole shebang, accidentally me
Got lucky, y’all got lucky, ‘xy’ paternity was uber-aggressive, yo mamas strong as an iron dome party.

Blind belief in your leadership is a fool’s errand of a wise woman who can’t find a wise guy, right here
Bonded into the lead that I can turn into gold in a spell or two, changing the atomic structure’s fear
Extinction and mutation to evolve the random explosion’s remnants into the things as we know them
Fathers & mothers we all had, whether they took a powder or not, important you climaxed in blues.

Riffs & runs up & down the scale of 8 notes in 7 octaves, it’s the 88’s & the Woods mixed with Metal
Dogs will find the remnants of your afterbirth your mother didn’t consume, stuck-up in a gondola hell
Animated all seven continents with all leftover saltwater & melted snow, streamin’ rivers & fresh lakes
Rings around the whole shebang without a breach in the protective envelope surrounding hero fakes.

I found a dead body on the road’s deadman’s curve, the Truth is if you speed you’ll die in the dark fast
Count on that like the fact that the dawn will come 12 hours after sunset, gave or took wobble spins
Planet animated by a thing’s star, Life on Earth, Living Thing, plants, animals & shitake monster goon
Fishing early in the AM, dawn breaks, fish start jumpin’ for my fly, laid it down, fish on & release soon.

Cracking me up, the entire glass house collapses into original atoms created from the Void’s border
Rockin’ me like the fake, stoned stoners who threw stones though all were guilty of sibling murder
Karma has the record on the infinite soul wherever it sets in the middle of everything, everywhere
Sang a song so you’d swoon & find my arms to fall into for the rest of the life I’ve got to give there.

So, love talks & bull scat walks, just sets until the clowns sweep it up, just make a move or say the word
Vocabulary is deficient, a plethora, yet I know I can explain why Nothing from Nothing leaves Nothing
Exit off of the stage for an inevitable encore, I thought the search was over until I met you, fortunately
Every time I’m near you, I want to touch you every chance you allow, magnetism fingertips, magic Me.

Got spells and potions mixed in my favor of everything good & a repellent of evil, even the bad ol’ ugly
Sweet girls who had the nasty babies who grew up without a male influence, no daddy, our gang only
Better than killing but you didn’t know it was a ticket to seven years without parole, racin’ a ’68 hotrod
Rolled rock wrong you knew, you feared no punishment or retribution requirement, pretend to be god.

Love punched you in the bloody nose, blackened both your eyes, knocked out of sync, twilighted zone
Don’t pretend when you need to have knowledge and wisdom to survive the death of skin & old bone
Blinkin’ eyelids as quick as possible to keep the eyeballs moist as the morning dew, crocodile tears fell
Facts of life, factoids of the fiction, naked babies born & diapered to contain the wasted toll of the bell.

Height above or below six feet, in the end, every length is reclined when in decline, ready for the let
Of mousy men and boys who father more of the same with the descendant of the century of decades
Smiling inside and out, hidden sorrow and dread of being dead & gone without a soul’s con job I forget
Heart of silver and gold makes it to #1 & then you die just like you would have if you’d have stillborn it.

Beliefs of the blinded who can never see any light for any reason, it’s no way to pay for hindsight gold
Paid for change-up w#ore who was my cousin’s cousin’s mother relation, alright, alright, tight I’m told
Grim reaper is comin’ from the last special delivery It made from Earth to the bottom of a rocky road
Next may be the same or to heaven above, close your eyes & the wide open mind will crack the code.

Hung down low & then in the end, hung ‘em up higher than the weed burnin’ in reverse-bong forces
Created the full Monty, the whole shebang & full responsibility doesn’t go to evil forces or the horses
It’s the origin’s fault, fully obligated to engage the inferior creation to enhance perfection, my pretty
Horses are saddled and we’re ready to ride, robbed the bank, opened the safe and I shot the deputy.

Double-parked out front, we made the getaway to the hole in the wall, now it’s 100 years hence
We’re 120 & wealthy but our bodies are still dead cadavers, we’re the hot souls without a stance
No clout to force the unwilling to comply, faked guilty conscience’s alogrhythm of reality’s sonnet
Theory to finalize the contemplation’s fruit goes this way, Man’s forced to ride into a black sunset.

Forked snake boogie tongue, faking favor with an invisible creator without body or soul-form today
Just a tiny feeling inside, a voice that nobody else but I can hear, it’s articulating the A, the B & the C
Consonants and 7 vowels recombining note sound-bytes & short-term memory, hung high in a tree
Gangsters gunsmoke gone in 30 days, settled down but #UNWANTED, Golden Gate bridge, my bay.

Salute to you & yours, don’t know you or them but they deserve the Truth, that they’re dead, gone
Not now but they will be gone, it’s not my fault, don’t shoot the messenger, the Truth is just so wrong
Should have been born in the ‘50’s, but wait, I was born in 1951, that’s the 50’s so what’s up wit dat
Symptoms rose to the top, diagnosis of the disease only an x-ray can Sherbinski’s influence on this scat.

Idiots and imbeciles rockin’ and rollin’ the weirdos in the coaches and limousines smokin’ fig’s leaves
Bananas in a bunch like the panties of some girls who had missed their fathers’ magic up their sleeves
This means nothing more nor less than what the sound of the words denotes, nothing at all in your mind
Disbelief of the incredible claims of the historical records of deeds done by strangers named, I can’t find.

Bent the rules of the game for the start & end of back & forth, your turn, my turn, lose a turn, it’s all over
Except you don’t have any idea what that means, to be “all over” like before your conception in the egg
You can’t recall what hasn’t happened yet in the future, that would make you already gone, undercover
Dead. Live. WTF, over. Recombination of charm data in a quantum universe, creates God’s dream lover.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, Janvier XXIX^h  MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 711 PMPST

{ Kicked this out of my head while jammin’ to @JamesWebb #BeginningOfTime #JigsUP on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/2pux7v9qJ58?si=DQ78jADpCi6w-Z1H }

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

#KicksInTheHead #WOKEupwitWOOD #RIPdusty @ZZTop @JonnyLang

EXPRESS YOUR RESPECT, GIVE A HOOT

Instant milk giving the babies their love from mama who never showed afterbirth to consume
World spins, you move in and move out, no harm, no foul, it’s the game that begins & ends too
Not your idea, not your thing to do but here you are with a loaded shotgun shooting potatoes
Blasted the scalloped and fried spuds until there was no more Irish famine, all gone now, Holes!

Respect for the repository of human male gametes that determine the species survival tricks
To be the only one, no others can enter the inner sanctum, temptations be damned, nine to six
Got this and that left over from the sinners’ dinners, suppers & breakfasts, snacks between legs
It all comes out in Ends, rainstorm, lightening & thunder wander the dirty ball, dug into my digs.

I found what I lost in Space, it was just me losing track of Time, ran out in a New York Minute tick
Sudden impact of zero input & zero output was a shock, but without any choices, I mastered Dick
Put the thing in, pulled it out & there you go, the species survived my entry into the gene cesspools
Late comers don’t count, only preconceived conceptions are allowed, too proud to be God’s fools.

Coitus interruptus and everybody else in the darkness, no burned out stars from Holly’s dark wood
Cherry blossoms smell like my candy in my mouth, bing cherry without the pit, still a pendulum dude
It’ll sweep by and slit your throat before you know it, arriving just when you thought God came alive
All things, everything disappears even if you loved and hated like the species does, sleep, eat the jive.

Monkeys are invisible like your friends & relatives when you fall asleep day or night, it’s all done gone
Big gas pocket within your sack of 208 bones, some broke, some M.I.A. & the rest is dead, At Rest, son
You need a nudge to comprehend the nature of the whole shebang, you & I remain the same, DNA ilk
Drunk until the daylight pours into the headache, mind is woke now, I now boogie down, just like silk!

Seeking something that is invisible, a ghost, a spirit, a soul, a phantom form of smoke, kissed derriere
No trouble to get bent over when the free will allows, the force that intrudes will force me to cut hair
From heads to toes, every follicle will be erased from the surface of black or white skin, bald-god crap
Seven holes in the body exposed, 2 ears, 2 eyes, 2 nostrils & the 7th hole in the head lips, gaping trap.

Bumped city of the East Bay, to get to be a madman across the water, take a ferry to find the fairy god
Who grants three wishes as long as your third wish isn’t three more, when there’s no more, it’s caput
Ending a wonderful life of strife and pleasing ways to feel safe, comfortable & immortally yours, blood
Backstabbers in front of my face, oblivious to my skills to slit thin skin, draining funk from a holy hood.

Beer & spirits of whiskey & rye, gin, vodka, scotch etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, now then, HIGH
Lower as you get down to it, smiling faces turn to frowns & then a grim reaper stabs your thigh
Where it hurts and bleeds out the verve, following the trails of gravity down to the bottom rock
Nothing gets lower, it stacks up on the top of the pile, building over the millennia on the block.

Sudden impact of keeping the eyes wide open in the dawn of the new day, blinded by neon light
Pretty rainbow color from purple ultraviolet blue to the infrared-crimson love wavelength fight
Moments turn into the past seconds you gave to me, or I took from you, either way, Love was alit
Nothing goes wrong, nothing goes right, it’s an alternate reality of simultaneous existence in glue.

Stuck there for an unknown period of days and nights, you never know which is your final gasp
At the gas given due to the Big Bang’s creation of this blob of good & evil, love or hate the clasp
Keeping you & I locked in for a short or a long time, watching the fear & love moving the sapiens
Thinking that they’re “all of that” when they’re actually dust in the wind, four winds of God sins.

There is a hole in the world as we know it, I investigated & I saw nothing special other than you
Special you are my friend, yes I’m talking directly to you personally, deep in your cerebral cortex
Where the sun never shines & not even you know the nature of what is there, it’s all Tex & Mex
Where battles raged & soldiers killed one another, for the Love of Peace you get, now turn Blue!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Janvier XXVIIIth, MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 0600 AMPST

{Tripped on the light fantastic while jammin’ to #EyeCandy link @ https://youtu.be/50Wo2HdNQhU?si=nYdlZmYg1ZGHfmXr}
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.!