#ricoSacto

Wednesday, December 21, 2022

Gobs Gobs Goobs . . . #ChicagoHotDogs #RedHots #Beef #ItalianSausage & #Fries @MarshallPhillips @ArmstrongGettyRadioShow #JiggleYourMouseToSleep # @BWStephenson #MyMaria #TheGrinchPhilosophy

SORE MIND OF A HUNGRY RAPTOR

Pimps on the block, goin’ in for an interview, part-time job is a cool booster
You’re increasing my risk every moment of every day, when it’s a time to go
To the in and out both above and below the primary chunks of reality fodder
Hardy as strongest of the streets’ people who faithfully fool Tao-Marxist Ho’s.

My history professor reinforced the lie of Earth’s origin, you have the tools
Screw it or pound it until the desired result is assimilated, high above below
Hunger satiated now & then, today, yesterday but tomorrow nobody knows
Drugs and the junk to inject the venom into your bloody brain, all God blows.

Foolish freaks of nature hard to get, it’s a play on a stage, it began & it will end
I’m down, really down on the ground, in a cold lobby where you dropped deuce
Preferred an alley that’s wet and dark, they were all clean & dry like hard salami
Portals allowed the punks into their mothers’ wombs, living in evil, alive & free.

Vanish from my perception & you don’t exist any longer, kill or be killed, in love
What has gone up will return to its natural state, down on the ground in a grave
Gravity does it just fine, don’t climb to the hilt of a peak, need a cool cyber-slave
Higher than the risk factor, First Cause of the First unmoved mover, I Am above.

by
rjjstephan, i
c.  Freezember XXIst, MMXXII Anno Domini
 MERCREDI at 711 AMPST

{ jammed while jammin’ to @SmokeyRobinson #OneHeartbeat in an infinite loop link @ https://youtu.be/A39xfn3K_Ps & @SteelyDan #CountdownToEcstasy link @ @ https://youtu.be/rFnwczuvb74 }

F I N I S

W.W.A.R.D.?

R.I.P. @FrancoHarris #immaculateReception
#AINTWOKE

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

#God #Man #NothingAtAll #ZipperUnzipped @MariaAmour #BlueAndSorrowTimes #ShipsAsailNOW

😊

ZEBRA SIGHTS OUTSIDE MY CAVE’S GLASS WALL

Further on down the road, you will run into a brick wall, you hacked the bricks’ helm
From the extruder machine & out to a conveyor belt to the hacker’s stack & kiln row
To bake & break Plato or pull out to freeze as solid as Pluto’s vacancy from the realm
It’s no reason to live to die, think about who you are, thoughts? None. I thought so.

Miserable & fully committed to the whole shebang, woke & awake for four slow riders
Been hungry for food but have no money to trade for grunts, gotta steal three squares
Pistol-whipped and gunned-down in the Christmas grave, uncovered & reloaded uplink
Amused and repulsed by the identical Cause, the first one, invisible or dead & way gone.

Sunlight hurt my bad eyes worse than Peace of mind that keeps comin’-goin’ like a gypsy
On the top of the tidal waves and the surf into the dead beaches, evolve continental Navy
Sailing upon the bounty, of men & gods who fell into the drink, Jones’ locker is locked fans
Nobody can get in and nobody gets out, there’s no key for the skeletons or all too humans.

Marie would always be the first and last one to love me or you, or was it Maria, hey love It
Could have been the savior’s mama, the sweetness of Joe’s main squeeze, could be fit byte
No blood drawn from the neck or the thigh bones, just suckin’ the soul’s spirit out the crown
A conception of One, inside a closed, dark womb, creator, savior, dreamer, dead man blown.

I was gone way too far away last night, yesterday is all gone, no comin’ back to me again, son
Presented in a wrapped box with shining, aluminum thin paper, red, purple, blue-green souls
Thinking thoughts to materialize from atoms to forms of animated liquid rock and sweet rolls
One multiplicity of neutrinos disguised USA ghosts of fools’ sins, NOW we’re all dead & gone.

Coming right out of the dirty ground, solar ashes or underwater of the sea monsters of gods
Made us to eat us up in a holocaust or a never-neverland up above the invisible Space bods
Up and down, in and out, come here, take me away, who you talkin’ to? What do I say . . .?
Come over here, take my blues far away, no disguise just let me go, already gone, hey hey!

She took me far away from my first intention to be far away, further than I am now, in ‘I’
Nobody and nothing else in the center of the nucleus, it’s a matter of time to know it, why?
Lonely dreamin’ alone, the only way it can be, accept that it’s all about me, I am not a Rich
Neither a Joe or a Steve, not even a Jimmy-James, canon is fired, ships sailed, son of a biche!

by

rjjstephan, i

c.  Freezember XXth, MMXXII Anno Domini en Mardi @ 711 AMPST

{ Bums and junkies bringin’ back the memories lying next to the RR tracks, settin'
my old soul free from the rigmarole of existence’s anomaly freakin’ the minions out but jammin’ in an infinite loop, jammin’ to #MARIA by @BWStevenson link @ https://youtu.be/JdBvTvxHy7E }

F I N I S 

W.W.A.R.D.?

Monday, December 19, 2022

#PolarExpresso #24 #7up

alaskan natives' totem poles, my applephone rocked!
{TWO FOOT FROM THE END OF THE WORLD, PACIFIC OCEAN CRUISE}

 ONE BYTE WILL GIT YOU KILLED” – WORMS ARE IN & ANTS OUT

I believe everything I’m told is true by my tribe of thugs, my amigos & amigas
Surging my blood from head to toe, assimilated into the Borg’s punks in charge
Of the mice and men who just want a place to sleep, safe from the boogie men
They roam the hills and plains at night, avenues to the alleys they’re out of Zen.

It ain’t their fault, it’s my fault that you are who you’ve turned out to be, dreamin’
As if there was another way to a state of Truth other than insensitive perception
Fools and the wise men who spoke to them briefly before sending meaner tweets
To everyone I have banned from responding to an offensive WORD & rack o’ teats.

The apes are graphically interfaced with the mirror in front of your own facial bone
Courage in the face of dire straits, certain doom, just a way to delay the one tone
It’s the sound of silence without a drop of a pin or a peep from the bird on a wire
All of you & I are completely in the dark, when sunshine fills the black hole pyre.

How far gone we are, 93 million miles away from the hottest origin on the block
Father sun, holy father is no pope of the heathen nor the dead saint, half a cock
Crowing at the full moon as if it’s the day gone away, leaving a circular boy jerky
Grinches rule, it’s all about takin’ what ain’t ever gonna go totally berserk, I see.

Charged the plastic, burned the paper, the lead, the gold, the diamonds & cool ice
Placebo for your attitude of being an ignorant louse that animates a body that works
Until it doesn’t work and begins to shut down the brain, one organ at a time but why
It’s just because you thought you cared about living forever, loved to live not to die.

Inside of the windows and padlocked safe places where all wise men fear to go, I am
In and out of there, here & now is then & there before it happens or afterwards’ slam
I got the purples & reds that made the orange sunshine just a tiny ultraviolet microdot
Opened the emptiness before & after my conception, a priori to my ma & pa dead rot.

Fears have no sum, it’s an infinite notion while the atoms are excited, splitting, bifusing
Monkeys and the other apes conditioned to the herd of stupidity in a sea of unknowing
Orphans have no excuse, it’s no big deal man, open up eyes blinded by light, just a fight
Ended win, battle is over, death’s edification all in my own mind, look back, Time’s tight!

24/7 nobody alive is in heaven or hell, you & I are on the plane of being a byte of the sun
Just like a speck of dust seen from the surface of the Earth’s moon, y’all are insignificance
All you are and all you’ll ever be, all anyone and everyone ever was when alive or dead, son
Plasma stops & Time stopped, Brain & Mind stopped, Gods stopped, resist we much, Ants!

Afterward there’s an aftereffect that causes afterbirth in the afterlife, it’s Ten years after
Common ground that you’ve stood on since your own birth date on borrowed time, axe her
Or just axe yourself when you get a moment, you will remain ignorant until your immersion
In the bottom of the pit without a pendulum, it’s what used to be when fear of death was In.

You see what you see and before you are silenced by the Ends comin’ sooner or later on
All of the sentences and paragraphs and chapters on every single page are boredom’s fun
Wally will clobber the Beaver if he tries to hang out with the big, bad boys of the malt shop
Misery loves company, badgered boys & girls, badger every soul they eat before they stop.

Bytes filling the empty holes of blind faith dogma, all the gods needed for The End to begin
Original sinning meaning absolutely Nothing at all, a just cause of all effects, All The Way in
Revelation of the flirters’ paces that annihilated the chasm between me & your hot grammas
For us all in the middle of the highway, surviving the immigration, thanks to my cool grampas.

I’ve got some old news for you that you will forget once you hear all about it, kissame Holly
On the corner, sellin’ tattle tales of the reporters and photographers who work for the ads
A farce is funny if you understand the points of the square triangles, they are all the Bads
Uglies and those leftover Goods are on the stage for all the acts, they encore upon finale.

Failure to launch your modified behavior upon the civilization, you’re locked, loaded wires
Violated the law or at least accused of and proven guilty in a court of law, all peers of liars
Sentenced to your bottom line, under the radar screen, an occult magic spell, guns fired
Both the Colt .45’s flew out of the holsters before we blew to heaven, in Tesla’s hot cars.

Flowers found growing from dirty ground up as high as gravity-mass will allow taxing THC
Mary the lady who intrudes into the conscious mind inside of the smoke of kaleidoscopes
Funk #49 of Maxine and Homer, all knowing eyes wide open to see it my way, I know, see?
Breathe in, breathe out, it’s what keeps the Thing itself open, hold breath & killer dopes.

Pool of acid, evolves into this here & that there, pops got it right, intuitive psychic ego
Monkey or a naked ape walkin’ on two limbs, balancing on two-legged bone marrow
Counting on the blood running until the final move of the water, flowing downhill fast
Into the sea of unknown matter and animated forms, fine dream lover burnt my gas.

by

r j j stephan, i

c.  Freezember XIXth, MMXXII Anno Domini, Lundi @ 333 PMPST

{ Back to jail, without bail, drafted while listenin’ to #FlyOnTheWall by @ACDC link @ https://youtu.be/4b9VetnUBBk }

F I N I S!

W.W.A.R.D.?