Gods forbid you come to a gunfight with a sharp knife, you’d be sure to die quick six No turning around or back once you’re committed to terminating the threat, 2 sticks We called holy names which cannot be uttered by mortals, nobody knows it all, One Yet there’s a place in the aquarium, in the zoo or the whole ecosystem for my Son. Buried or above and beyond the thing itself, there is a shape or form of the atoms Imagine you’re a pebble on a beach full of pebbles, there were no Eve’s or Adams The blank spot in the human memory was all too humane, we cannot be accidents Insanity of the mind evolved from a hunting & gathering culture, the sixth scents. Enculturation of the tribe by nobody but a random collection of idiotic baboon ilk Crime and the punishment resulting from the act, all the same when it’s all over Guilty by reason of insanity or just because you’re a mean & nasty, immoral lover Hugs and kisses to you even if you can’t receive them without a shake & shudder.
I saw you cringe as if you were being approached by disaster, yet that was me fool You weren’t fooled before the fools got into your head’s mind, old ladies of the pool Hey man, it’s incredible & totally easy to believe at one and the same time, amazing Like winning your father’s favor & inheriting gold & silver mines full of #DOGE ding. Quirky yet fully immersed in winning of the game, with or without known damn fools I know the way, you know a wrong way and we’ll meet at the end in the storm’s pools Love and the lack of it is the Force behind your Life’s progression, kings & l’il queens All for the One & Only Truth, no priests or monks know it, only God knows It dreams.
Swallow your pride, internalize your disbelief in the facts of life, you’ve made your bed Sleep with an eye open or expect the worse, getting lost within a dream’s dreamscape Can’t awaken if you’ve lost your memory, can’t come back to the origin at End’s finale What it is, who it is & why it is how everything cannot be underestimated, we’re dead. I have no proof other than wakes & funerals I’ve attended before my own, it’s creepy Kissin’ the Italian corpses left by my loving kinfolk, gave them a granite rock & grave Just to be there in case a stranger passes by & reads the curiosity of a solo existence Pied piper playin’ your song, my tune ain’t in the reservoir, I’ll be freestyle jazz’ tense. You know like only you and I know the Truth about the nature of Being, it’s deep secret Hidden from all the mass’ humming engine with a hole & dip stick, keepin’ out of debt Gone way too fast counterclockwise about the track, crashed & burned body’s bones What was necessary & sufficient for my bongo drums to keep a beat, angels’ moans.
Brief speech you didn’t even know was coming, all for One & One for all, the ghetto Place to live for the welfare of the motherless children, can’t keep the legs to blow Human need & desire for the extinction of species is within the RNA, love stinks too As above, so below, the stars blow with their planets, our sun goes, you’re gone boo! by r j j stephan, i
c.Mardi, Janvier XXVIIIthMMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 PMPST
{ Slipped out of the Vault With
No Door, while listenin’ to #TheGhetto (again) by @DonnyHathaway on youTube
link @ https://youtu.be/5uLM6DdTpmQ }
ALL ACTIONS HAVE Predictable CONSEQUENCES Nobody on planet Earth born to females of species or mitotically divided ala asexuality Not even One gets out of the system of ups & downs alive, no spirit & no immortality Ethics and Rationality for the ivory towers to reiterate to the young & restless PhDs As above clouds into deep space, so below six feet for an encore of a planetary seize.
Monsters on the way to scare the daylights out of the nightmares a doctor analyzed Shrunken child’s age of reason at seven to eleven, unbecoming of an angel idolized Yet here we are, faced with unknown futures perpetually in motion for you & for me Therefore, once assuming, the propositional logic reaches a deduction without glee.
Mortification for every one of us at the end when the mortician drains you to the bone Talk about love no more or gettin’ nervous about goin’ under short skirts & long sweaters Something like a mystery you find about in your teens & carry to the octogenarian hearse I dreamed about you every night, your dream came true in my dream, for better or worse.
High or low, above and below again, over so many times that the reincarnates go mad Unable to handle the facts of life that nobody lives when the body dies, man & woman To know the Truth and live your full life knowing the Truth is the best deal to trade for Zen Payment is nothing but following the commands, the laws, the calculus of good & bad.
Even with the grace and healing of the ignorance inherited from naked apes in dark caves Humanity came to be accidentally, you know it but you can’t believe you’re not God’s favs Hence, if the Truth is that civilized humanity was a failsafe for a consumption of cannibals Let’s keep track of the trajectory of flying blips up in the sky, in case there’s air traffic pals!
Too late for the fools on the hill, they got there because it’s their last stand, just like Custer No way to get away when you’re surrounded by the entire nation, on your tombstone buster Kill was murder although consuming the flesh & bone, even entrails of the gods’ loaf & fish A sort of recycling of atomic matter into wasted leftovers when the power is 1st of a 3rd wish.
Past and Future come together in a unified theory of general relativity, a numb skull breach Fissure invisible yet with a slow leak, every secret ever manufactured by the ignorant beach All have been long gone & forgotten, magicians’ spells wiped the slate clear of word-up, son Hard rocks become the liquid lava that can’t be contained by elliptical orbits or revolution.
Drops from the planets that were imagined by the masters & their students, opiated Truth Maybe right or wrong but for certain, if there’s an origin then there’s a finale, end is curtains Nobody can think or feel a thing without the original Two, all evolved from the Origin of One Spontaneous as a loud, Big Bang, due to gravitational collapse, theoretical sound is Ma, Son!
Born out of a Void, the Singularity’s thrust into immortality’s covertness to keep idiots afar Pinch yourself, to make certain that you’re wide awake at peak level of attention’s original sin Sneaky snakes come after April, before June, it’s a Truth nobody can deny, I guess that’s certain Comedy of your tragedy is not so funny when you’re not in on the joke, it’s all a blip on radar.
Hurry, there’s no time to waste for you, you’re inside of one of the sweetest pickles, now & ever Lucky to be above the ground, unlimited by the organs & limbs in atrophy, nothing to die for, sir Then again, it’s the reason why we die, it’s because we’re alive in the first place, Thank the gods Talking worship and prayers to the invisible ancient ones who don’t show up on stage, hotrods.
Feeling a little bit foolish fallin’ for the one who couldn’t bear to be near me, the One hated me I knew it really had to be the opposite of the appearance, I only did what a lover would do, I see Everything both above and below us hurts pretty bad once it’s gone & coming back never at all Knowledge & Wisdom are afoot, just a legend pretending to be too legit to quit or ala downfall.
When I say what I will have said once it’s all said & done, that’s the time in Space, it is done Denial that the empty space is something more than nothing at all, well that’s mental illness Blind mice and blind faith that humanity swallows and swills at the whiskey bar, shots for us It’s what you gotta have lots and lots of, heart, real heart that beats eternally without a fuss.
It’s hip to be a square like the song sing, SO here we go, renegades who fooled around quit it Settled down for the duration of the melody & the score, equal at zero for all, cool to have a fit Every color to color blinded, in black & white, infrared to ultraviolet light in the pitch black dark Before humans wrote it down, word of lips & mouth flapped the gums, left the signals to spark.
In general, everything including you & I are specifically relative to the equilateral triangle form Geometric progression from zero both above & below the merry-go-round, no higher than low On the spectrum of infrared to ultraviolet light, the effulgence of the star we call, The Sun, son Daughters all realize the obvious what sisters & wives, aunts, mothers, grandmothers of fun.
Nobody will believe the irrepeatable yet there’s the good old college try by the dropouts of ‘U’ The issue is the grads didn’t study, crammed & used the cribs to generate the A’s, the B’s & C’s Incomplete factoid of One, Two, Three, that’s how easy it’s gonna be when your spirit’s freeze How now, brown cow? Sally sells seashells by a Jersey sea shore, near Boardwalk’s aqua blue.
I’m within the head, between the cranium’s ears, firing neurons in retrospect of War & Sleezy Nothing but the Black Hole’s Singularity has the power to reduce it all to less than Nothing too Hardy rhymes without rhythm, it’s the whiskey glasses & the beer steins I’ve tipped back easy You’re an idiot, you’re a moron, it’s not your fault, inherited your recombinant DNA, a high IQ.
Your existence beyond your flesh & bone is suspicious even if you’ve been embedded in faith Although it’s blind, at least it’s SOMETHING to believe in once you sucked a final gasp’s breath North to South Pole, all around the equator used to be enveloped by H2O, evaporated in Space In several millennia, all H2O will face annihilation as Earth devolves its ecliptic about starshine.
Mister potato head face, imagine Earth without H2O, you can do it or request artificial Intel too Compare the reality with your blind hope for immortality without a physical body, head to toe Whip it up into a frenzy because you can, like a conductor of a symphonic orchestra’s cacophony No reason to doubt the indubitable other than to mock the wasted time, be me, I’m so phony.
Hearts & minds become the fodder for the growth of the seed’s DNA, unknown creator’s drag Less than the zero on the number line, in the negative abstraction of conceptual analysis’ fag Who knew anything about anything on day One, nobody knew anything, a philosophy of Mind Cut off the head at the neck in a sharp guillotine, male & female become androgyny’s Stop Sign.
Simple man as yo’ foster parents allowed you to be, trained in Zen & Roman Catholicism schism Opportunity is knockin’ but not at my door, it’s next door or down the street, it’s her or it’s him In every case, repeating a payoff ad infinitum yields the Way of Zen, middle path, holy Nirvana Include you in the whole subset of Life, organic & inorganic, ash to dust, cry to your ol’ mama!
Nevertheless, heretofore at the get-go or near the final, bitter end of the world, it’s all of us Nobody at all can predict the future, many can’t remember the past, most cannot be present Prom night to the night of your wake in a casket, could be eighty or a hundred years on a bus Moving from origin to destination, you’re going to stop on a dime when it’s time, lady & gent.
Prime target is the bull’s eye center, soft as boiling water or hard as frigid ice, kill & eat lives Barbecued, broiled, boiled, fried, seared, burnt to ash or raw after death, sacred blood highs If there’s nothing to eat, hunger leads to starvation & the final motive of being alive in hives Performance hotrod inherited from the most fit to have survived north to south poles’ rises.
Enforce the law or become isolated in desolation without protection from predator elements Swift justice for the good, the bad & the ugly regardless of their parentage, for rich or poorer Immaculate conception of the generals and admirals who animate the scum of the Earth’s din Pens writing what the pencils points used to make, tabulations ala computations of mortal sin.
Surface to air missiles launched from the underground erections behaving as a moron, idiot! Orders and compliance are necessary conditions for the extinction of species to be The Robot No harm by androids if you appear to be a veal calf, grazing without any idea that God is dead Bizarre they could exist without a Faith in One Creator, anyway, all hookers sleep tight in bed.
Bases are full in the bottom of the ninth, the game is tied 0-0 & the cleanup will end the game Over when it’s over, it ain’t & everybody knows it ain’t over ‘til it’s over, Yogi Berra truism fame Hens laid nest eggs, brought up on Chi-Town side-streets until the roosters hatched hens’ yolks Extinction of specific codes of plants & animals, necessary & sufficient to annihilate all the folks. by r j j stephan, i c. Vendredi, Janvier XXXIst MMXXV Anno Domini @ 1010 AMPST { Y'all come from below or above the place in Space where the prisoners get incarcerated in a pig pen just like the animals you breed, slaughter & masticate the meals that die for our benefit so we don’t turn into the cadaver before our Time; drafted this neuro-toxin while asleep in a #Woke dream & listenin’ to @SicilianTrickshttps://youtu.be/1etPoP4GDs8?si=A5ONld2YELBCzKGd} F I N I S
I’ve got news for the old folks, the young folks and the #WokeFolks in the bleeding
Broken laws come first after ten commands, you can’t be a good human, no felons
Your OP parents were either never there or there & shouldn’t ‘ve been there, DING
Ethical decisions based on traditional morality of right & wrong, good & evil sons.
No daughters are allowed to be evil, they are all the product of semen of the men
Just a solitary egg wondering about nothing suddenly hijacked by RNA without Zen
Harmony when atoms collapse into black holes beneath the Milky Way’s day tripper
Hidden within star systems’ planetary orbitals, none with life as we know it, a zipper.
Stop my watch, your time is up & it’s all goin’ down to the bottom of the holy dumbbell
Bums & stoned junkies hired to judge, umpire & referee the ball game, avoid inevitable
Until death will strife then part your 208 bones, blood & consciousness to die for any day
Idiots & morons runnin’ to head the show but the jig is up & naked kings are all but gay.
Brow-beating your master’s mama until you’re released and freed from being indentured
That’s the only way to succeed at annihilating your slave mentality, inherit from a cool fool
In or out of your home, above & below the ground we share with all plants & animal herds
Everywhere, anyplace, anytime including eternity out of Time, pretend that it is all One too.
Let me assure myself before I reduce my ego to the essence of being’s reduction, poor ol’ Id
Professional and amateur have equal but separate visions, one to enrich & the other to enjoy
For nobody can anybody die for, whether you have a notion to do it or not, it’s impossible too
Just sayin’ it’s a long road to the top & quick jump off of a bridge or a cliff when killin’ the kid.
Nobody cares if it’s Albert, Anthony, Zeke or Zachary, from A to Z, you’re flushed to the guts
Conception & then abortion, it’s the human’s extinction mechanism for Mother Nature’s cuts
Safer & at risk like your daddy & mama were, it’s inheritance to swill like Tennessee whiskey
Portholes open without glass barriers, the ship goes down, poop deck from fore to aft, at sea.
Silly brothers fighting like cousins and their choices of mate, it will never, ever begin again
You know deep down that the Truth is, you were fortunate to be conceived at all, pray Zen
No free choices other than to follow the cause & effect system of the down & out, hurry up
You may run out of time or be already gone, fly like an Eagle, win an NFL championship cup!
Queer is different from the Norm, which is what evolutionary variation of genes is all about
You get picked up hitch-hiking, believing that human beings are all good, none of them evil
Eyes wide open when you are forced to terminate the threat of being incarcerated by a lout
As above the ground is wide open, so below the ground, all the same, above & below gravel.
Crickets rubbin’ legs for the attraction to reproduce its own kind, no reason for that bull scat
It’s the nature of the beast, evolution for the most fit who reproduce a lot, the predators eat
Holy ghosts remain when things themselves eek out their mortality, decrepit ashes in an urn
All sights out of sight, all sounds hard of hearing, tasteless because they're odorless, feel a burn.
You won’t feel a thing after the pain dissipates, nobody feels anything after it’s all gone to hell
Believe the dead folks when they return to the psychics who explore the black hole in a bell
Loose as my old lady Lucy or up tighter than a drum, up here on top, ain’t no big thing, so high
Bluff it for me and difficult for y’all, a lucky draw from a holy deck of 52, got a full house, I lie!
Plaid & polka dotted shirts and skirts, long sweaters of wool and synthetic silk, all in my head
When you are forced to skip a rope & you’re the best of the rest, single or double-Dutch uphill
Inside of a river I stepped into, I immediately reflected, wouldn’t step into the flow twice devil
Backward spelling of the diablo is ‘lived,’ there’s no doubt, devil is lived with corpses all dead.
Squirt the fluid out the container, envelop the origin in the code of an original garden snaking
I’ll get up your leg, gone up every mother’s leg near my pheromones that waft in the dead air
You know what I know, it’s nobody’s secret that we’re alive & we’re all gonna die, sooner here
Immortality in a conceptual, bizarre world as we know it, ash remains can’t drink ale or beer.
by r j j stephan, i
c. Mercredi, 1-XXIXth - MMXXV Anno Domini @ 808 AMPST
{ Killed the Lead, Buried the Lead, Drafted this Ditty while jammin’ to the @Eagles #LongRoadOutOfEden on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/5nhM1BJOHu8 & the #Creators Anunnaki, Gods, Ancient Aliens
