#ThatDressNeedsASlipOff #BirdsNeedBees #IceNeedsWhiskey #NittyGritty #SugarStirring #BootsKnockinYet

HOLE IN THE HALL

OF THE HOLIER THAN THOU

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As I’d contemplate the shape of this universe, I’d see nothing clearly, invisible funk, me
Always there for you except it dawns on me, I’ll soon be dead & gone from mud & beer
Mixed drinks fooled me into thinkin’ I was too cool for school, I was but not what I hear
Apparently, I was the joke to laugh at because they were not me, that’s fear for the free.

Lights go out every night, no need to see anything moving in the darkness’ empty sets
For once in the life of the species’ that drinks the sea & eats salted peanuts on sure bets
There will be a reckoning for the controversial blind faith in the unknown, a day y’all die
Intelligence identical to the day the zygote formed from the gamete merger, angel’s a fly.

Cats hangin’ on the corners of the metro & backwoods barbershops, purring for a meow
Farmers of the seeds that bloom into the smokable flower that gets your brain-mind low
So far down that the deep seems shallow, it’s irrecoverable and once it’s gone, that’s It
Can’t do anything without the attention of the thing itself, pay attention, it’ll phuq up chit.

Undivided supervision of babies in playpens will yield a discipline required to taste bliss
Waiting for a New York Minute or two can be overwhelming or a perfect timing scenario
Cause & effect of everything is under control, mindful of intent & free will to power hits
Mercury and Venus are hotter than Earth, Mars, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune & afar Pluto.

Got some time to tickle the 88’s ivory & plastic keys of do, re & mi, it’s going down slow
Just like it is, it will always be this way since it has always been this way to a lower blow
Kick or punch the offensive other than whatever you’ve come to be, the #Bigs all fall too
Undercover or underneath the baskets you throw a ball into for the points of royal blue.

On being yesterday, abstraction from a present and future Time, a 24 hour wobble-spin
Babies born, makin’ dry runs for the border with rocks in their pockets, no sawbuck or fin
Heated until it’s all gone, stone cold cuts leftover from the Big Bangs, climaxes etcetera
Turned off the machine to rest it’s soft hardware, Jesus’ saves just in Time, ola, la la la.

Beans to consume the Time & Space, consciousness & every atom in every molecule
Gas of God DNA fuels the good, bad & ugly for the dastardly deeds of the way too cool
Daughters and the sons of bitches who weren’t dogs but got the duty/function of bearin’
The labor to give the birth to a growing zygote from Hades, pain, suffering for mortal sin. 

The league of gentlemen and ladies who dress up as if they’re naked bones hide
Behind the barrier that sights and sounds can’t penetrate, bliss is in me to reside
Until death do us party in heaven above or hell below, y’all gonna be a demiurge
Or the other which may be nowhere at all, no Void, no Limbo or Purgatory purge.

Gas burp or phart from the holy water of all that there will ever be, H2O you got it
You got some loving eyes that can see right through me when I drift away, I stay lit
Anything else is just a distraction form the whole point of being alive, get up higher
Than the gods or dead souls of the ancestry, anything I need, I got it, I’m a fighter!

I think that I thought that being mean and bad was my ultimate achievement, it’s OK
Avoid gossip about me, it attaches to your psyche, that’s the defense of my psyche
Handsome & respectful, my arrogance makes me feel guilty for driving my hotrods
No regrets, people I love are my only weakness, I put my Self in harm for the gods.

Selfish humans or the humanity that is all but dead and gone, they spin the worlds
Earth or any other planet around any other star, Time is Everything so don’t space
Concentrate on the intention to attract the good, never the evil negative vibration
Disrespect me and my wisdom & you’ll exterminate it, extinction is the mortals sin.

Give a bunch of what you’ve gleaned & it’ll come back double, so let it be the rule
Push or pull the things themselves, when you’re dead, no more breathing, the fool
Except what is and what was, you can only affect what will be, affect respect ends
Memory of your nature in the minds of your chums & foes, & love? It depends…

by
r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, March XXth MMXXIV Anno Domini @ 1202 AMPST

{ Post #KnockinBoots, completed resilience of Wisdom Needed Early In Life link @ youTube https://youtu.be/-ylN6nHgdRY?si=uRg_Yq_Sf7FwKWwu }

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

#FairGame #NothingIsFair #Shots? #Tequilla

I WILL BEND KNEE TO NOBODY, NOT EVEN YOU

Tap dancing on your grave because you said you’d like to die
Not go to hell but to heaven where all the saints like Pat do
Higher than the buildings can reach, near the stratosphere tip
Light & brighter, the whole shebang is less than a poker chip.

On the infinite table of contents where demigods knock my boots
Listing it all A to Z, every language in the tower of nuts & fruits
It’s innocence & climax in concert, a whiff of success in holy hell
The grail is in the tabernacle of empty cause and effect, oh rebel.

Tickle both of our fancies, stirring stiffening skin & broke bones
Full of the polar opposites when the tank is running on empty tones
Shots in the back & down the hatch, either way it’s a setup score
Getting revenge for the wrong done, recoil the stolen secret door.

Mummy in a tomb or yo’ mama in her grave, preserved forever too
Until the end of the world, as we know it, me & you, y’all are blue
Beds made, pillows fluffed for the baked head under the pale moon
Candle is burnin’ out slow, window open, breeze flowin’ to us soon.

Last call of the wild at 2 AM, fishin’ in the dark was a fair idea
Town of the immaculate conception only a back seat of a Chevy, duh
Hearts need fallin’ & boots needed knockin’ a cowgirl’s royal blue
Original sin wasn’t really anything more than a nut, cracked crew.

Birds stalked and killed by the cats that prowl for no chance prey
Height above & below the marks of me & zorro, 4 quarters for pay
Dribble, pass, shoot, rebound, fast break, behind the back & a dunk
That’s the way of the narrow B-ball gym, dishin’ as is, a dope funk.

 
I’ll slam the door shut, if need be, I don’t need to be told to rule
I have got telepathic tendencies & for some reason ain’t no fool
I could have been but Theresa & Al decided accidents happen too
Fault of nobody that genii are born on a ghetto dead-end street.

Debunk the fake love, blind faith & ridiculous hope, anti-disasters
Know the present presence, it’s what you’ve got for certain, hers
Or either, neither & nor the spell from the tower of Babel get said
Conflate the area & confuse the genius, get orgasmic, y’all dead.

Ice & whiskey is all that’s left in my glass, it never empties, ever
My glass is at least ½ full but never ½ empty, it’s not a joke man
I wouldn’t kid you about serious things like that, drinkin’ forever
On St. Patrick’s Day, we had fun, we think, I can’t recall, human!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, March 18, 2024 A.D. @ 911 PMPST
{ Now then, here we go again, #KnockinBoots @luke_bryan link @ https://youtu.be/4WWkBC4MVz0?si=sDIOqFm6XtBCq2DJ }

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

#TimingIsEverything #TheresNothingButTImeInSpace #XCASH #LostInSpace #BeStrappedTNTCracker

STRAPPED & UNDERNEATH THE ROOF

Dreaming isn’t allowed in the system of ups and downs you know, I’m all
It’s the way of sayin’ I don’t know what to say now, just have a drink on me
Hip to the situation goin’ down in the middle of nowhere, where I live it
Up & down to the In and Out, double-double, animal style, special sauce fit.

In the end, to be or not to be is just like you know, I put my love into you
As if it could be allowed to split a zygote for the benefit of humanity’s god
Tribute bands just a lot better than the original, an act of needing to be hot
Plugged into electricity of the walls’ amplifiers & mufflers to be gunshot.

Pills work until they don’t, they'll kill you either before or after your times
Nothing personal, it’s just when Hell’s bells ring, reaper comes callin’ names
Fill in the blanks with the fodder of fathers & mothers, sisters, my brothers
White lightening bolting in my head, thunder got me deaf & dumb rhymes.

Evil runs deep down to the core of Earth, deeper than Hell’s bongs und bells
Boredom getttin’ pulled from your fighting fists of fury, knuckle down balls
Hits and the misfits that the puzzle allows within the borders & culture cuts
No knife or gun, just a lethal touch that blows the socks off ‘ifs’ &/or ‘buts.’

Playing the game before the rules were written, I wrote ‘em down on a crib
A cheat-cheat for the million girls in the crowd, under spotlights with no fib
Liquor liquid gas puttin’ the fuel in TNT, 3rd world goin’ to battle at last
For the end of the world is required by cosmic slop soup, goin’ down fast.

Being nothing works for the place you go when you die, I ain’t kiddin’ man
Rhythm & blues comin’ from deep down in the river valley, it’s big, muddy
Mothers all knew it, fathers hoped it wasn’t true, no birth control evermore
Extinct species are all the same, event is a surprise, last gasp of gas, sure.

Living & loving the worst of us because that’s the best of us, whole shebang
Moving inside your nervous bones that keep it all together, away from fang
Teeth can’t stay away from the bite & chew of the sweet meat, BBQ me too
Solidly liquid, immaterial dark matter & fused atoms ready to fizz UV blue.

Biopsy of your Cancer, Virgo in a cusp of Leo and Gemini near Sagittarius
In every case, all of the above is identical to none of the above or below us
Cameo & the final curtain of the last act coincided with the dotted red lines
On a script, at rehearsal and now on opening night, the Act One just pines.

There will be no encore and since the last act is the end of the play, its caput
All sad stories begin & end, it’s the nature of the thing itself & all one form
From subatomic nuclear matter up to the macro matter of combustion soot
Everything’s the same as it’s been since the Big Bang, Form’s cosmic Worm.

More or less than this & that, the whole shebang passes yo Mama, Lollipop
To the end of the Earth, at the end of the work that’s finally been done gone
Exercising the spirit that moves in and out of whiskey bottles dry as a bone
The Truth can only be false if it’s NOT the Truth but a fictional lie, full stop.

Hopping around before the Spring Equinox and the place in Space I occupy
Bad, good or ugly all comes with the territory I’ve gleaned out the petri dish
Bacteria and viral reproduction of DNA that evolved out of the Big Muddy
Old soul “Giving Up’ a day after two feet died under two legs, made a wish.

Used until fizzed out by the lack of air in a dark room, developing negativity
Chemicals & infrared will metastasize the central nervous system’s hot key
Conclusions from propositional logic premises is al the voodoo mother left
On a border wall with a bag lunch, sammich, apple & chips, I’m super deft.

Hot inside, cold outside contained within absolute zero & negative infinities
Here’s the whole set of systemic racism, ain’t my brother, sister or mother
Just an iron lung and an empty womb to intersect a junction of malfunction
Misty with acid tears comin’ out black eyes I dotted in a fight about father.

I have a mortal sin with no punishment due, I created life that never existed
Sons and daughters makin’ dreams come true or not, spiders & snakes dead
Happy without getting everything under the sun in my dead coffin of bones
It was all about singing loud, amplified & all mikes are turned up, my sons.

Bites inside of your mouth, behind your face, under your brain’s mind
Error never hurts, just get it corrected & it’s fine & dandy, you’ll find
Walking all over you & everything else I can get my two feet upon, sell
Buy it low, destroy it all in the incinerator, bells ringin’ in a holier Hell.

Caves and crevices are common, that’s where I met her, in the garden
You know the one you’ve heard about a million years ago, now & then
Hurts or feels good depending on your attitude in altitude, too human
Wanting to live forever, you can’t, avoid death, you can’t be a woman.

Simple, got premises & conclusions, soul stripper did the job, a heart zip
Mary never cared, she just wanted to tear me apart, square had to be hip
Come to Jesus moment amigos & amigas, yo’ soul’s been stripped of gods
Count backward from one hundred to One, race my @Fuckion hotrods!

Upper downtown, go to Hades with the rest of the good life that’s all dead
Everybody will die someday, fact not fiction, you, your pets & your family
Nothing weasels out alive, it’s all just a little bit funky once it’s done & said
Strapped on a roof, left in a scorching void, a dead-dark gravity-grave bed.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, March 17, 2024 @ 845 PMPST

#TimingIsEverything

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @TraceAdkins on the mighty youTube link @ https://www.youtube.com/live/TFB1jpWV44w?si=jfZuVVDswspDnVtu }

F I N I S
WWARD