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El Gato

FOLLOW ME, NEVER FORGET

MY SISTERS & BROTHERS

Mothers and Fathers, sons and daughters swimmin’ through God’s veins like ocean fish

Jumpin’ in and out of the sea, all the ones who wear rings the guilty ones in a petri dish

If you got to the top of the World Trade Center, you’d find nobody else like me, faux fool

Absolutely, positively is going to be the requiem for the conniving survival of the DNA pool.

Borders to territorial disputes causing battles and wars, three conquerors conquer Earth

Skin, bone & soul animation of inanimate mineral matter, magic words, abracadabra, birth

Quicksilver-like form conception to death, ahistorical & without any payback Karma, clear

Just playin’ & watchin’ my steps approachin’ the human beings who’re all too human, hear?

Liberty and Slavery, dominant & subordinate as the yin and yang spin into an absolute bum

Nonetheless, sisters and fathers of the cloth, savior of dead & gone, ones who can’t come

Twilight zone’s darkness, ad infinitum void of feeling guilty for no reason, all paranoia sucks

Comin’ down with something impinging up my brainstem, mixin’ into the synapses’ sparks

Pimps & hookers hidin’ out of sight of children they’ll never sire nor raise into lady or a gent

Get your balls up to the wall and feel what it feels like to be snagged in a vice, go get bent

As above, so it is below, exactly a mirror-image of the original so much so, only God knows

Way down the middle when too far left or right drops your weight off the cliff, scat all blows.

Knowledge and wisdom become one when reduced to the minimalist ready to transit dead

Soul ain’t in there, none of the souls that used to be Man are anywhere but dick in the dirt

High on mountaintops or deep down in the sea, dissipated in dissolved dust & metro rock

Pain to be suffered, pleasure to be immersed in, that’s life as we know it, slap my ass, Doc!

Blind faith in the process, nouns, verbs and the predication of the sufficiently unnecessary

Hottest lips suck and blow, dumb luck to be huffin’ & puffin’ above a waterline, oh so lucky

Knots down inside & out is a record of scarred growth, bark, slap & tickle me with a feather

I know, you know like I know, everybody knows as much as allowed, extraterrestrial ducky.

Don’t ask me to stay, if you wanna leave, please allow me to wish you well & bid you adieu

Class dismissed! The epiportal is always open in your mind, grieve only if you don’t pursue

The mind’s up in the clouds or deep in the bowels of Earth’s stardirt shadow, comin’ down

Here & now, we are ready to party, expenses & invoices paid in full with the Reap’s ho sewn.

#Alert both blue and red, signified by the horn simple freakout, notes in bugle boy fashion

Skin was in the game until the game changed, then there was none in the game, just finesse

High above the Kokomos, the boys on the beach croon the classic surf call to the wild One

Mahalo as always, Happy Trails To Y’all Until We Meet Again, little doggies! I’m the 7th son.

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, August XIII^th  MMXXV Anno Domini @ 222 PMPST

{ Drafted in a humpback of Notre Dame den, jammin’ to @ #ShakeYourFoundations by @ACDC on a youTube loop link @ https://youtu.be/M3oNKlvJGcI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SleepingWhileWoke #AwakenInThisDreamBoat #FollowMeClosely

BENJAMIN’S won 12 X’s in 10 frames

Systematic stigmatic having a brain seizure appearing to contemplate the heavenly souls

When it’s a fixation of the eyeballs is upon ghostly figures invisible to every other one too

Communicating with the unknown, the ineffable that only the dead might score in a Rolls

Up here in the world, we only have a sweet concoction-mix of Earth & Moon balls so blue.

In the mood to hear the same song the sisters repeated over & over for my predilection

There’s never any reason for war other than you’ve experienced reverse golden rule sin

Y’all do chit to everybody else, all the others before they do it, any of it, to you and yours

Handshake given, a smile and kiss on the cheek, enough until tomorrow’s lip lock force.

Piercing through the veil that hides the void of the unknown matrix’ subatomic charm

Neutrons dancing up and down, in and around the thing itself & the origin of the Void

City girls and country girls from the United States of America, well they’re the subject

Objective predication comes in rapid fire, loaded for bear & don’t give a rip about chit.

Your high class with or without your glasses looks good enough for the minions, eh?

You know what you know because that is your fate, if you weren’t your fate, you’d die

Just like a bug in a rug, not knowing it’s a rug, stays there too long then it’s a brushoff

Like you didn’t mean anything to the mother who hatched your egg, like a jet takeoff.

Hard core I am, soft drinks not goin’ down my gullet, lose your gall bladder too soon

Poison comes into the genome without the full complement to insure the holy bliss

Going to the worshipping broods or the loner philosophy to stay at One with the One

Whichever it is, be happy you’re here & now, the alternative is Man, you’re all done!

The feature of begetting similar mutations of an XX & XY merger, Victoria’s got a secret

Hard core and solvent in historical six senses, decades of sleepin’ & wakin’ up in a stir

Dreams while asleep don’t match the ones presented while wide awake, sober in debt

Barbie dolls came & went before the judges, all up on high without any tete-a-tete, eh?

Above or below the Mason-Dixon line, everything happens for some unknown reason

Products are what comes from the multiplication subsequent division, US subtraction

Kids come too soon or too late, move on with any luck, far from the coop, far out at sea

Ain’t no glory after the tour of duty, just a flashback or two, yet ready to die #Incountry

Dead and long gone like my great grandparents who were here back then in wonderful bliss

Unaware that they were dreamin’ their lives the whole time they thought they were awake

Keep staying wide awake even after the twilight zone comes into view, hold on for the rides

Every day there’s a new set of causes to help the special effects, either sober or fully baked.

Music for the genius is enigmatic, beats of notes from scales in diminished crescendo & chit

Sweet to taste what the food & drink do once consumed, a shocking embarrassment to gods

Well what the hell do y’all want, don’t feed the cattle & they’ll become extinct, so let’s rock

Luck of the draw, bluff & win it all, a bunch of metal coin & getting’ off an atomic gamecock.

Christmas and the return of Yin & Yang to the infinite Void, keeps the busy bodies in love fall

Blinded by the light of feeling like mating with XX or XY, it’s the species move, it ain’t my call

Four-wheel drives get way up there where hotrods can’t get it, just drive a hole in 1, Tequilla

Way back in the 20th century it wasn’t like this, didn’t FLY, rode camels poundin’ sand, taqiyya.

Lost in the middle of the desert with a harem of nasty chicks with Victoria’s Secret covered up

Red necks and the kids they begot are now in control to get the species to sip the cosmic cup

It’s either half-full or half-empty, same chit on a different day, dad & gramma knew the score

A game got tied up until the last batter came up & whacked a grand slam, a 2-a-day what-for.

Now then, the perfect game of Bowling, crashin’ 10 pins at a whack, 12 times in 1’s game bliss

Dried up the wet sand and mud and blew it all away in one huff & a follow up puff, just like this

There will not be any reruns at a later date, what you’ll see is all you’ll ever get, never forget it

If you don’t recall the memory, it’s defunct & null & void for eternity, drill deep diamond bit!

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r j j  stephan, i

c. Mercredi, August 13th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 444 AMPST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to @ACDC #FlyOnTheWall in an infinite loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/M3oNKlvJGcI }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Grapple #SicilianoCanoliRecipe #WhenTheSunGoesDown #AnotherSaturdayNight

mamaluke

FISHIN’ FOR

HUMUHUMUNUKUNUKUAPUA’A

Once, Trippin’ for all of y’all, jumped the fence we’ve been sitting upon, was underneath us

I am ready and willing in addition to being able with the tools to succeed on this magic bus

Heroes with the vain attempts to impress their beloved ones, they died within the centuries

Middle of crossroads that ran from mother’s loins to electric chairs & guillotines of peace.

Stay with me, follow the string all the way to the bitter end, there’s only one, choose it well

Puppets with the hands within the thing that looks like a human, it’s a atomless soul hotel

Where residing within takes no talent other than securing sustenance & self-safety defense

Hip to the trip man, joined the hippies of 1969 at no Woodstock, recruiters of US marines.

Missed that bus, a caravan, ain’t that peculiar, now I’m here & wouldn’t have been if… then

Ran & walked from where I began to the place one step back from where I started, so what

Freaks the brain & mind out as if the incongruence was the smoke before an imaginary fire

Resurrection with no restriction, dead corpse stench smells just fine, it’s got straits so dire.

Monkeys repeat the motion, locomotion & hiding of the dead & gone, earth, sea or hot fire

Keeps the bubonic plague away from the maggots and gadflies movin’ in on our holy desire

Big populations grew due to the efficiency effects of the crucial CIVILIZATION that is alive

Never has died in essence since the First Man, created before the First Woman, God’s jive.

You’re out of wind and in rigor mortis prior to the vision YOU will NEVER see, yet imagine it

You ain’t moving, getting ready to allow the dead food within to maggotize and fly on chit

Prayed once, daily or never at all, makes absolutely no difference to the Savior of Idiots

If the shoe fits, you’re one, if not, never mind, move on, imagine the case of holy robots.

All apostles and co-disciples who want to reincarnate for infinity, angels of infinite trips too

Hammer on the block began to rock before I knew it, on the way to get a baker’s dozen rolls

Polish your gym shoes and lace up your pat n’ leather penny loafers, with the penny infused

Hunger for the thing that will satisfy the thing itself, a ticket to paradise’s happiness, a ruse.

Subordination and insubordination flipped the script, no rank, no file, a plethora immersed

Origin Big Bang, explosion retarded by Friction, gravitational collapse reverses it all, repeat

Time that measurement of distance from the Big Bang and the Tiny Whimper ala God’s face

We dream or can’t recall the imaginary cartoon of our own creation, extinction of the race.

All animated forms, Quickdraw McGraw to Pepe Le Peu, influencers, genius’ inanimate gall

Start to finish, a level of understanding nonsense & its permutations, jokes on all of us, so

What we can do is enjoy the ability to feel and see anything at all, the alternative is dismal

Now & then, you go there & then, you’re there ‘til you die, you pray to live after death, pal?

We all didn’t have anything to do with the accidental infusion of electronics with dead rock

Created all you see and all you’ll never see, not in a shape or form, it’s an amorphous spook

Not your fault, there is nothing you could have done, as a padre would counsel a holy flock

Happy ending climax, infused extraction of cosmic & infrared MAGA King, checkmate rook.

Early morning before dawn, down to the beach, into the skiff with bait & pole, old man’s sea

I didn’t know any better, there were sharks & barracuda near the reef, where I was gonna be

Escaped with my arms and legs, something swallowed me & spit me out, my wet suit nasty

Or maybe it was my B.O., anyway it was, glad I’m still here & now, but man, I was real tasty.

Humuhumunukunukuapua’a on the beach, still alive but without legs, old man & One Sea

I got it back in and it swam away as if nothing happened, just me saving nothing but old me

Since I identify with all atoms above & below Earth, forms & content, viruses to a clear lake

Words vanish, reason & logic decommissioned, a monster leads to extinction’s news fake.

This will hurt me more than it will hurt you, you won’t be hurt at all, I will be hurt “In Spades”

Stop me if I’m wrong but if I have all Trump and nobody else has any Trump as they all fade

Then and only then, I can show my hand as unbeatable it is, I count aces, Jacks and a King

Game is all over just like it never began, I smile while the beaten frown, I bid adieu, we sing.

Bring down the Top Shelf growth of flowers from the seeds dropped out Jack’s bean stalker

In the open ports down the hatch into the bowels, mindful of survival’s useless ball blocker

Desire to never die like others you’ve seen expire during your own life, that’s all folks, I see

All you & I may do is arrange for others to dispose of our core, form, matter to the deep sea.

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r j j stephan, i

c.  Lundi, August 11^th   MMXXV  @ 4:09 PMPST

{ Ragged this out of the back seat while listenin’ to #WhenTheSunGoesDown @KennyChesney on youTube @ https://youtu.be/zYA7YZAqEQg?si=Q-YhjOa6mbZwj13j }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D?