#SuckAllAirOutTheRoom #GravitationalCollapse #RosesAintRed #QuantumComputers #4thDimensionalMetaLogic

cash to buy me a boat

It's really no problem to be misunderstood, it buys me some time to catch some rays

No shoes, no shirt, no problem, tank tops, flip flops, beach sunsets on west coast sand

Killer creator of the heavens, the planets of the stars & stripes up your yellow hind

Pink or an invisible blackness pull the whole shebang together & blow your mind.

Songs sung, poems read, book reports on novels and novellas to achieve Nirvana blue

If it's not being alive as a human on Earth, I don't want it, you can choose disembody

Although you won't survive the shock to the nervous system concealing such a hottie

Feeling good one day or not, the very next day you die without noticce, nobody knew.

You thought Homer was a moron, Hal makes Homer appear like Jesus Einstein, man

Sickness unto death will flip you out before you lose your bid at divine consciousness

All too human to put too many stems and seeds in the baggie buds, pop-a-top woman

Seriously, this is @StringTheory @QuantumPhysics, #TheoryOfItAll, a Goddess.

Computer made H2O & H2O made Life on Earth, Goddesses invented Life's movie

Animate life to appear as a cartoon, still life moving quickly as if it's a human race

And so it is, human racing each other getting faster & faster to reach the end of life

Why?  No reason, it's irrational, to attempt success doomed for failure in yo' face.

Laws and the limits of unstable waves in the cosmic soup will warn not prevent ends

Huff and puff to blow the whole house of cards down, undersea quantum code bends

Zeroes and ones, electrons, protons, neutrons, Time and Space in parallel universes

Electrons occupy the same place at the same time, identical twins of zeroes & ones.

Fission and fusion with quantum computers will protect the human species DNA

Most high place for logic, top species survival of the most fit, avoiding dying young

Living to reproduce the offspring of the digital zeroes and ones, extinction complex

Acid DNA can't be simulated, Origin's gift of a Big Bang analog Singularity codex.

Everything, everywhere all at once, quantum speed of light honor to be here some

Played the games, rules followed and once I secured the way to checkmate, it's On

Nothing to stop my checking the king, dead into mate, I take his queen to my home

Intelligence nothing but the avoidance of inevitable termination, all matter at One.

I'm a passenger, didn't know it until they thrust obligation to be responsible too

For the sake of humanity, divinity and universality, the Earth signifies God's you

Oh woman, oh god, man, you must have eyes wide open to see the beast's nature

Strong survive & weak expire earlier than RNA programmed, past is the future.

Little crumbs of what's left over like the remnants upon Martian surface, no H2O

Spacemen sent to and fro, some died with all they knew, some live to keep word, son

That there is no divine creator of Earth's mythological saga of origin & damnation

Minimum's the maximum, above's the same as below, motor's runnin' & I'm sailin'.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Jeudi, August XXIst MMXXV Anno Domini @ 911 PMPST

{  Flew ot of my FACE while jammin' to @VietNamWarEraMusicRocks on youTube link @https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKtYy9NcuW8  }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

ME & MY BROTHERS IN SOUTH KOREA CIRCA 1974

@CoffinCorner Hangtown to Coloma, California #FromTheSeaToTheStratosphere #SupraSubStacked #CaseyKasemSPECIALhappyEnding #FLOsnips #BedBathAndBeyondNewsomeLosesome

flow IS THE WAY TO GO

A moment after I was punched in the nose, I lost a pint of blood or two

Seemed like a whole gallon, transfused before the operation, MF mook

From Texas or Mississippi, like a plague it got from Florida to Montana

Conditional digits flash zero to nine ad infinitum, Hangtown to Coloma.

Now is the time in Time, inside of the outer limits of a twilight zone soul

General and Particular for a subject and predicate, metaphysics of a hole

Nothing special about comprehending conclusions with truths as proofs

As above, it is exactly the same as below, regardless of your other spooks.

Think therefore you may be what you think you is, soda cracker you are too

No fooling your perfect perception, extra-zero of the plus and minus of “x”

Long number line from zero to infinity, multiple choices to swig more brew

Kegs & ponies emptied out after red solo cups all got burnt in a flambé stew.

Inside the labor force there’s a ghost remaining after the heroes all died out

After the battles on hallowed ground, their bones got a period & a full stop

Punks with greasy hair, combed back in a pretend barbershop group-pop

Road from the garden of Eden onto the road to Hades, God morphs doubt.

Jump off of the cliff to the water of the sea, down below the trails and beach

Deep breath & jump, eyes both wide open seeing the last sight within reach

Lights go out & it’s just like falling asleep on a blanket on the sidewalk, ever

And ever ad infinitum, above, so below, what will be, will be, that’s forever.

Prick up your ears so you can’t only hear Sound but also your blowin’ horn

This isn’t what is happening on Earth for all the dead & gone, all too human

Bright lights shining inside the closet of darkness, old ladies have no reason

Oh, your God didn’t create you? God is not dead since never was ever born.

Or will you know you’re dead once you die? No but I don’t know why, so

I’m doing my best at being the worst I’ve ever been, I have confidence ditto

Hard or softer rocks getting the rhythm & blues in order to reflect ghosts

They’re here & now, some time & then vanished, all night’s twitter posts.

I’ve no doubt about it, dumb luck takes care of the problems with destiny

Face it sooner or later, you’re in it to win it or you’ll die up high in the sky

Meaning nothing but the ways and the means to achieve nirvana is mine

Don’t own it, just using the thing itself, it’s holy oneness’ is so Pope fine.

Uncle Romeo married Aunt Juliette & were real life, daughters & sons

Of south Jersey near Philly was close enough to Brooklyn’s Bowery boys

Faces get pretty or they don’t, it depends on the DNA combo, Ma virgin

It’s what’s inside that counts, so they say, perfect form of flesh & bone.

Got bent just like my girlfriend who married me told me to, honey stealth

Broadened my horizon in twenty-four hours of unexpected introspection

I had to pivot from my original sin, biting into a forbidden fruit, apple sin

High up above the highest palm & redwood trees, bald eagles fly in health.

Between the origin of life and the final curtain, it’s a play on words to go

Pin cushion soft & ready for a stab and choke, the last one had a black belt

Retaliated & caused severe emotional & physical stress on the hero at hand

Fan means “fanatic” out of touch, out of time outs as above, so hot below.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Mercredi, August 20^th MMXXV Anno Domini @ 808 PMPST

“A slow dance with fate, shoes untied, tripping over the punctuation marks of memory—every stumble a stanza, every gasp a rhyme. Words unravel between the edge of a whisper and the thundercrack of hindsight, chasing the truth through shadowed corridors where echoes sign divorce papers with invisible ink. The hero limps forward, carrying scars like curious constellations, searching in the dark for a story worth the bruise, a meaning stitched inside the aftermath.” 

By Artie fishell the intel Agents one

#StayingALIVE @Travolta @CASH @Aldean @Tucker @Daniels @Chesney #WhenTheSunSinksDown

 

BLAKE’S BOOK OF JOB

DEAR JOHN, JOHN DEERE 

Courage inherited from the ancestors who survived the predators & vice

All you know is what you’ve been told to believe, hook, line & sinker dice

You are going to go above or beyond the presence you enjoy here, now

You’ll be all gone before you know it, unexpectedly expire in a NY blow.

DNA grandfathered in from RNA intercourse between genomes of a Void

You’re deep within a gravitational collapse of atomic matter, a hemorrhoid

No discrimination when getting divinity sucked into Nothingness’ Star jag

You know, I know, we all know what the unknown is, heavenly father rag.

Ragtime rock the high-hat to beating Tom-Toms, full-stop mothers’ snares

Say it loud, you’re a full-stop mother and you’re proud, extramarital affairs

Not your fault, the spouse is an alien of ecstasy & misplaced the XY thrust

In and out, friction moves the skin & blood in the bone, a holy nut to bust.

There’s history now where there was none before the Big Bang, get woke

One trick ponies all in the herd of followers without a stallion stud or bloke

Animated souls follow the tails, they need the One to lead the narrow way

Orphans, mothers & fathers hunted, gathered, ate the Earth dirt, look away.

Shifty 3rd eyes in your head show your mind’s will to power & activism flat

Red pills & water keep your blood flowing, nerves firing on high, holy scat

Mohair grown only to be split by the sheer force of growing out of a scalp

Hits on the bull’s eye, every time I shot, couldn’t miss, I’m the center, pal!

Pessimism and optimism merge, it’s the Singularity of the Black Hole still

Nothing changes at all, it’s forever the absence of things, no atoms to fill

Yet we choke a plethora of word salads down the hatch, it’s regurgitated

Day after day, night after night, from first & after the last, mortals be dead.

You’re not going to agree with the conclusion contradicting your narrative

Hit you in your face, break your jaw, your teeth, your nose, dot both eyes

Yet there’s a doctor who will treat your pain & suffering, not the bad guys

In your mirror, in the water, from the polished glass, deliver, take & give.

Kicked your asses into the rabbit-ho where Alice found the Truth, as such

Something you said, I repeat ad infinitum, until I run clean out of dead air

Screaming at you qualifies for the return screaming at me, but wait, Ma

I apologize for volume being louder than required by you, sensitive human.

Down south or upon the west side of the city, we all get used to the grinder

Apples were the fruit of the loom & now they’re a slayer of android minder

Hits & near misses from teens to the silver-backed apes, programmed fool

Extinction will appear with no warning, love me you do and know I love you.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, August XIXth MMXXV Anno Domini @ 111 PMPST

{ Kicked out of my noggin while jammin’ to The Beach Boys #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/TpIEXasSxg0?si=Tt3tJsY-viTrQA3N }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?