@BowWow #AintTrippinMucho #AllAboutTheBASS & I served a @CriticalMass in a bottomless @BlackHoleElegence #OneHugeBlackHole @PhoenixA @CriticalMass @SamCooke

Walls fell in,

Kilroy was here

Ever since the first breath y’all gulped outside my mama’s womb, I was the only One

Belief in occult unknown is akin to belief in the known, knowledge is impossible, son

You can cause nothing other than what’s already been caused, all done two by twos

No stone has been unturned, the immaculate conception & the sperm intro, Blues.

Alcohol changes the perception of the audio-visual sensations, any chemical alters it

Survival skills become useless because there’s a loss of mental clarity, confusion chit

Subjects immersed in the predicates and direct objects, all to deduce the conclusion

That this and that is Life as we know it, astronauts know, they got the Truth suspicion.

Gods, dogs, stacks of cats and barnyard anima domesticated from a bungle in the jungle

Fear of dying locked into the mind, it helps a being to survive the hostile deep sea gull

Narcoleptic malfunction, awake for millennia without a nap, sleeplessness’ advantage

Ready or not, the end of you & I will come, sooner or later, no matter young or old age.

Morbidly obese in a fat head, fat mind loses it’s capacity to sort through categories of It

What It is, sometimes you think you know & other times, it’s an empty set of blather s#it

Down a slope quickly, on the slide into home, no block, no catcher, scored ‘bout the base

Pressed and obliterated beyond recognition, an amorphous blob of intelligence, my face.

Hotter than a pistol after firing an infinite number of rounds, m-16 ammo into a silhouette

Direct hits in the head after firing two in the heart, mark the bullseye, I’m cancelling debts

No more owing to me or anyone I’m allowed to entertain as family and friends, we’re even

As above, so below, entertainment, causes of happiness & its opposite sadness are heaven.

Alternative after death or in a spaceship blasting out of gravity, that is the mystery debt

Y’all know or you don’t know, no two ways about that, no in between in limbo, that’s a bet

I’ll win and I will lose some but, in the finale, the curtain will fall when the play ends in jail

Dream is spent, dry or wet still a dream within a dream, Edgar Poe ate ice man’s coffin nail.

Inside of the empty sets, Nothing dwells without the pending doom, a holy mackerel

Fine or not, the only way to know the Truth is to find it & remember it for yourselves

To say the words to the innocent or the delusional, emotional wrecks in utero, as I say

Energy from the sun, stars and the consumed seeds of life, animated and sublimated.

Nis the time not yesterday or tomorrow but today, this moment’s to be in straits dire

Prior to your conception, you were unknown, after your death, your tombstone record

Shows your name & presence on the planet in random years, it will crumble to dust or

Turn into Space’s cosmic dust, rocks that roll around in concentric paths about the fire.

It’s been measured that the sky is up miles high, after that it’s as if returning to womb

Repossession of the lost words that somebody that’s dead said before he or she died

Inherited communication from ancestors who knew you’d be the one who saw a tomb

Perfected as if meant to be, so temporarily insane that it appears normal truths lied.

Beating you upper now, like I knew all of the riffs of the smokin’ Latino Jazz/Rock/Soul

Near the salty sea’s water or upon the mountaintop full of snow, Truth is Earth lost H2O

Entire exoplanet used to be fully covered by water, H2O has been poured out into Space

Either pre-sucked out by non-Earth denizens or lost to the Void because of a pretty face.

Heal every little ill and sip the rest of the sweet wine of paradise and make it last forever

Dressed to near kill, feelin’ that the murder of living things for food or to you, The Fever

Dribbled to begin the pick and roll, handed off bounced pass and the hot-handed thrice

It’s the GOAT, always was & will always be the One, the only, all-time greats cream @ICE.

Being the only one who knows the secret to getting to the finale without an encore fine

Taking all that’s given, assume nothing & everything will work out in the solution’s opine

All know its presence, in the past that gets you into the future, all progressive blind faith

Divide and conquer the chaos of the humanity, punks without discipline, lock them up 8th.

Trips to the moon available to take you out on dates with your beloved, just took y’all away

Needles and spoons not to mention the burnt green weeds mutated by alien lab farms today

Like it or not, high or low, the pain will come & go just like the heat and the cold, it’s temporal

It’ll be alright someday when they bury you boy, girl too, apropos to the millennial golf ball.

Steps both above and below the basement floor, no elevator or escalator to be the eliminator

As I say and recollect the exact spell, the result is immediately expressed as the charm in her

On my honor, I have nothing but respect for the nature of a beast within, known or oblivious

Because with no spirit, there’s no soul or verve, sparks out of fire, t he God of Ridiculousness.

Just between the two of us and a million other readers, what you know won’t hurt you much

It’s what you don’t know down the tunnel ahead that’s critical, you’re in the center of mulch

You’re a seedling that’s on the way to consciousness immersion out-of-body experience blows

Recorded what you couldn’t recall to show you a Truth happened in flight, eagles love grows.

Before it all began as it will be after it all ends, a matrix of a Void, an infinite ultraviolet glow

Protecting the ones you & I care for as well as any we judge as innocent being bullied so slow

Quick to protect and as swift at removing any braggadocio from the event, an accommodation

Finale curtain drops, last word’s a smile as walls fall in, by the way, Kilroy is here, I’m lost son.

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, September 26, 2025 @ 911 PMPST

{ Suspended judgement while penning this M.P. & inspired by LIVE @Eagles #InTheSphereInVegas on link @ https://youtu.be/dvAh0pp7tBk }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

TEQUILLA SUNRISING AD INFINITUM

#DrakeEquation #WINNING @Santana #BESTofDevadip #OneTokeOverTheLine #BlackHoleSunSon

Amnesia recall

Fugue and other obstructions of creation and destruction of a whore

High or low, absorbing the power of the hit, enhances strength score

Full of the thing itself, as much as allowed to be within, omni power

Pricking up your ears, heat of the chase is on, the hard drive’s hotter.

What must be done has already been done before births of our offspring

Word became flesh, a sound of unheard frequency, an atom of Nothing

Eating the food on our table or out of a wrapper, all sh#t was dead meat

We see production of our own mastication on a regular basis, trick’s treat.

Elevating monologue to a higher octave than intellectual pablum, Time’s up

What could have been, should have been but couldn’t ‘ve been Space’s cup

Mirror image of yourself you’ve never seen before a moment of your demise

No need for air to breath with those wings without a feather, Christmas lies.

Not a good idea yet it’s the one you’ll get, ain’t a bad idea either, it’s surreal

Bent in two, made the line an angle, it used to be One point on a 3D jaunty

Evolved from the ooze of leftover Big Bang effulgence, souls are a real deal

Nothing is neither physical, mental nor psychological, it is what it is, honey.

Colder than the Singularity resulting from the gravitational collapse, it’s hot

Free choice with an invisible matrix isolated in Time & Space, in God’s face

Neverland is here and now, you know it, admit it, you will eventually race

Ahead of other dead bodies comin’ to be judged after their Last Supper plot.

Be candid like a camera recording all action of everything, everywhere too

Follow me, either fly away like a bird or a fly or a ghost, it’s all yonder blue

Above this planet’s atmosphere where it’s pitch black like a black hole sun

Being black is all it does, all it is, all it has ever been from the Big Bang on.

Final thoughts and final verbal sounds that will mean nothing to any others

It’s very hot in the house, the windows are open and there’s no Delta breeze

Fine and dandy to shut the house down & turn up the cool blow out to sea

Man and woman havin’ fun until some become priests & nuns, no ice tea.

Branded with the tattoos of my greatest grandfathers, skin tight out of sight

Here for the party & paid in advance with the good karma earned in a fight

Hits on the target and near misses that measured the angle of delusional sin

In violation or not, naked apes’ skin turns grey to dust, homo erectus’ rosin.

Son of one sun, a star burning 186,000 miles per second, second infinitum

Word sounds a vibrational sequence that triggers a cause process ala cum

It proceeds through excited friction overriding the higher mind into a lower

Caring about nothing except deposit for the conception, immaculate poser.

Years after the dead ones left nothing of themselves, the Earth still weeps it

Cries and tears annihilate the treasure, gold, silver, diamonds in a deep pit

Cave opened to the dig, dug it out as if there was no tomorrow, there wasn’t

Tomorrow never comes & the very next day we all die, immortal, holy scat.

On the way, stop & think then go forth with resolute attention to the matter

Pens with ink, pencils of lead, all tools to scroll script on dead tree splatter

Pages and bound ink-type blots, signifying meaning and accurate discount

Applied to the deduced and induced conclusions, confidence management.

All I had to say has been said, now written incursive or typed via autopen

Nothing goes and everything remains identical to its moment, sat on Zen

Because I could, nobody else could, it was a one-man show, no substitute

Induced, appropriate proposals of Truth by propositions, a metalogic boot.

Creepin’ all along the perimeter of a watchtower, I began to drift to slumber

You don’t know like I know and if you did know, well then, take a number

You may be first, last or somewhere in the middle down the line, I know it

On the brink of the edge of university professors of economic Marxism chit.

Last notes of the rhythm & melody enhance the words of a wise silverback

Verbs and nouns makin’ subjects and predicates, down in the old outback

Where angels & a compass lead to return trip with the goods of baby’s dad

Raw bad means far & away the best ever, I say to you, it’s me, all super bad.

Long form and briefs from the high command, general officer stars 1, 2 & 3

Magic spells in specific word order and inflection, hands & feet still for me

Over forever ‘til my final gasp, I know nothing, you do too, all up in smoke

Still priests and ministers insist they’re privy to the Word, save me a toke!

by

r j j stephan, I

c. Mercredi, September XXIV, MMXXV Anno Domini

{ Cracked this like a rubberband man, while jammin’ to the @Spinners on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rx00W3cBtgs?si=5GICcVF90PJ1AO_L }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

GODS SATURDAY SATURN LIVE & LET LIVE IT'S ALRIGHT NOW #HoneyBeeComb #ThunderStruck @ACDC

I Feel Nothing Like This At All

*tweets*

Goddess damn the mothers of the fathers who trespass amongst us, gravity collapses it

Into the black hole that has always been ready to consume everything in subatomic split

Playin’ juice harps and banjos to disguise your sound of silence, music to divinity’s ears

Which is the correct path to the final ending of the epic saga, my life, yours too, 96 tears.

Before the last four tears, you cease and desist the motion of the ocean, stagnated hole

Just 96 are allowed to crying babies who come out of the darkness, bloody money rolled

Into mothers we inject the Truth & Understanding only to be wasted & annihilated to be

Like every other thing that ever lived on Earth, they all died, we’re gonna die out at sea.

Annihilated it all before Time and Space manufactured DNA & RNA, the gods created God

God X created it, Nothing, whatever Ego & Id may be, we all get the death penalty, hotrod

Nevertheless, even though it’s all set in stone, our tombstones reflect an innocence of it all

Nevermore, nevertheless, it’s the way it is, the way it has always been, my way or highway.

Peering deeply into a vortex of holy water, blessing my crown, my solar plexus & wings too

Tears pouring out of nowhere, a holy hole near the edge of my eyes, strange river runs blue

Sad to say, you can run out of the flow, it’s a sorrow and joy thing, you know like I know, son

Breeds of Hu Man, Dog, Fish, Snake & Bird can keep the whole shebang in gear, in revolution.

Blowing the air through the holes, some small & others not so tiny, it sounds like love of life

It’s the way it’s always going to be from now until the end of eternity, both a husband & wife

Shared until forgotten the shared again, forgotten again, ad infinitum, how long it takes, chill

Whiskey, ale and the buds of Mary for all, grade, higher education, PhD in my divine free Will

Berries, nuts, BBQ’d dead meat, jerky and leftover anserine for the cats and dogs of the wars

Minced the rest for the pancakes, prisoners of peace breaking bread with prisoners of battles

Missing limbs, missing minds to the shell-shock of mothers of all bombs & their kinfolk debt

But in the end, as above, so below, you weren’t here before & won’t be after, special effect.

‘Crazy on me & you’ mixes into the elixir of Valhalla where Viking & VI queen meet for Ends

Before it began it was always going to end, inevitable as Earth’s spins & revolution sins’ bends

Allow introductions because nobody gets out of this life alive, know the unknown as yourself

Piles of trials presented & resolved, soft, sweet, she’s my glass of wine, “I” bloods on a shelf.

Drunk on bloody alcohol, operated as a good surgeon would, cuttin’ & stitchin’ for the One

Spirit wants health and no pain, it’s arranged by the Karma measure, do unto others is fun

Getting the happiness emanating out of the mean & evil ones is better than being all spent

Survival havin’ fun, keepin’ our bones free to roam, letters from gaol or prison, never sent.

Better than all of the rest, I never lie except when lives depend on my words, then I’m One

Weaver of blind faith beliefs as if God things really happened, as above, so below, it’s done

Speakin’ and singin’ right from the heart, beats every second, every minute, every day too

Asleep at the wheel, on the way to work, I fell asleep, I crashed into a tree, Fuck, I’m Blue!

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Samedhi, IX-XX-MMXXV Anno Domini @ 711 AMPST

{ Gilded this piece of work, Pulitzer material while jammin’ in a loop to @BlakeShelton  #HONEYBEE on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/xZjosn2u1gA?si=1BjwtSGeeSO0XkLZ }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?