#ricoSacto

Sunday, October 24, 2021

#TrueLoveYouHad #FakeNewsYouGotSome #Oreilly #DeGrasse #Frey

PUNKS & JUNKIES, WINNERS' TRUE LOVE INTHE NIGHT
Picking axe for your team was a big mistake but I'll play the sax once again
Moving about on the chess board to the checkers that never get the kings
Losers can win sometimes when winners die, eaten in a lion's den of zen
Treating the tricks like they run the dozens on the corner of 3rd & Vine.

What does Ricky & Lucy do for a living, nothing special goin' on, God's silk
Men and women bottom out in a New York minute's momentus occasion
It's the day that the Earth stood still and the mamas & papas sang or sung
Like the other six days, it's just another spin in a circle jerk, mother's milk.

For the first and second time of the orgasmic charge of ecstatic creation
There was the Awe awaiting the punch in the face, to repeat ad infinitum
Not just because of the feel good feeling but because of the thrust to Be
Me & you have no idea why but there's a reason if there ain't any but one.

True love of the universal Oneness that's broken in a million pieces just in
To the freedom of the blowin' sax and plucked out of the freedom cesspool
Where our fathers, brothers, mothers & sisters died for the rhythm of blues
Long lost and frequently underappreciated for the Truth's consequences.

Muck and mire here and there, common decency ruled out by black & blue
It may be a inspiration but I doubt it, copycats pick up the beat & roll a mile
From the treble and the bass we get the melody and words up a cool wazoo
A ping on the screen indicates that place in space to fire the guided missile.

Fear to loathe you but it comes around goes around in a wet-dry CoVid19 bat
Hard to find in the darkness since it's the way to the light of a nite-light mouse
For the nature of the wild beast is to kill & eat to live & die, a gasp of bull scat
Sting you and you'll hurt forever, you know the Truth now & it's a full house.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Dimanche, ROCKTOBER 24th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 11:11 PMPST
{ Drafted with #TrueLove in a loop by @GlennFrey on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/mUM4x4Bl_Ic }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#ShesAllINeedTonight #TimeIsStillInFocus #SpaceIsOutOfsightsfocus #MoonbeamMyWavelength @TomPetty @VanMorrison @AynRand & philosophy


EVERY PICTURE TOLD A STORY, IT'S ALL OVER, NO LIES?
All in the game, in the family, it's inside the DNA's acid, there's no God's OM in the pi Aster's dust
I want you back & if you don't roll the rolls royce, bring me the maserati fuel key, I love it you see
I'm gonna drive that baby right into the pavement, up the turnpikes & expressway to the freeway
Making love or causing a Big Bang for only one reason, to release the gaseous phart of a big One.

There's no way out of the corner, it's the nature of the beast to be there & struggle to survive It
This here life in the complex of fools and wise ass men, I mean educated pHd's, sorry doctor chit
You know you're hurting & it's because you're alive & eating stardust meat on decks of The Poop
Cancel me, you and everybody else on the seven continents and the islands' volcanic cosmic soup.

Be back in front when the time comes to get down to brass tacks, no more fooling around at play
It's no game we're playing therefore there aren't any rules, it's an ethical conundrum of a history
Of the men who gathered the information they couldn't be certain would be passed on to us all
We salute them, the philosophers and priests and their scroll recorders, their office staff of B.C.

So, go jump in the lake, Michigan if it's close enough, I never knew what my mom meant by that
It certainly is clear now that I've graduated from the university honoring America's 1st POTUS call
Washington with the wooden teeth, better than the rotten ones of inheritance, B- vitamin blood
Eggs which can't hatch without being inseminated with 1 seed of life, it's All we got from a hood.

Destiny will insult the presence of Time and Space, it's just a dream within an eternal dream, a Ga
Common denominator of an infinite numerator, surnamed 'X' as the unknown number's top digit
It's one, two or three up to nine & then repeat ad infinitum, again & again until it's too late, Ra
Purpose of this trip to exist on this planet is to be here and now without losing your head's spirit.

Aunt Annie & Gertrude gave us their' all, as did Josie, Betty & Dolores, pictures told the story, eh
Came to Jesus just to save the innocent from the guilty, makes gods smell the funk in spirit today
Pictures tell the stories if words can't come down from above or below, axis and poles add to two
Astrological and psychological, conceptual analysis of the monks gave us all the dream of a screw.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  ROCKTOBER XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 11:11 AMPST
{  Follow it here is one conclusion possible, there's "I WON'T BACK DOWN & i'LL STAND MY GROUND," while I was jammin' to @TomPetty #RIP @ https://youtu.be/0szQMjwXQVM } ....
 
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

#IFoundSomebodyToLove #SolidJive #AmorphousBangBang #JustJumpAndJive #JiveTalkin'Mothers #GotsTheGoods #GitSome #FoolsCantFoolFools #FoodForYourThought


EYES AIN'T WIDE OPEN, ONE UNSEEN MUSE IS SOMEBODY TO LOVE ME, 'ENDS'
Twist one up sister and we'll offer some smoke up to the gods who roam
The Sisteen chapel from Italia where my kin raised my ancestors, Palermo
On the Mediteranean blue sea where the dead & buried bones sink it in
Way down to the bottom of the H2O where no sunlight ever shines, a din.

Myopia gets me through the days and nights with or without you, yes I do
Gettin' some hitch in my get-along but I can still limp better than you run it
Human race isn't the place you want to go if you're not hungriest for funds
Cause is in Effect & if you don't win, someone else will, survival of fit ones.

Hangman's tree is there but the executioner is blindfolded & all hung up
On the limbs of the tree or the gallows, it helps to have some trees left
No worries, we'll gas or electrocute the devil or the man, maybe a lady
Throw them off of the cliff into the ravine, tumbled down hot and holy.

I was seduced into service, serving somebody by gods or mankind's sign
Funny as a heart attack on your better half's ticker, a valve dead, benign
Nothing flowing and the dust is settling on crimes of punishment tic-tocky
Freaks from underground and higher than the kites fly, servin' somebody.

Crossed a few rivers but the last one, I got caught in the relentless current
Standing on the riverside's pebbles and stones, I looked up & lost my feet
Couldn't see it coming but when it's over it's over, that is the final ending
Of mankind's best kept secret, ignorant Ho takes 1 last look around Thing.

No way to turn back to the beginning's future started, a phart in the wind
On or off of the common ground of The States or the outhouses of a kind
Where all leaders grow babies into warriors or stoned junkies who'd kill it
Success at the end, ran up the walls with somebody to love, love this chit!

Rhumba with me & you, all things themselves cure everything with a puff
Smokin' burning hot leaves 'til the medicine arrives to soothe savage dust
Ran up a wall but didn't take the fall to the empty void of a fire pit's duff
Slicker steps on a dance floor can't be found, I'm old & in the way, I lust.

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  DIMANCHE, ROCKTOBER XXIVth, MMXXI Anno Domini @ 4:44 AMPST
{  Jammed this outta nowhere listenin' to @Jesse_Winchester #RhumbaMan in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/lCjdvLbJcp8?list=RDMM & @Nicolette_Larson #RhumbaGirl link @ https://youtu.be/OeC18hlX1p4  }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?