#ricoSacto

Sunday, October 08, 2023

#UnderstandingsTheKeyToTheDoor #CarlosSantana #Supernaturally #ChambersBrothers #PoynterSisters #JackieGleason #AndAwayWeGo #StarTrekInfinityReality

WE DON’T EVEN THINK WE’LL TRY & AWAY WE GO
I never said ‘never’ except right there I just typed what I thought I could skip, say it again, it’s aliens’ Sin
Pepper sprayed and then you named the junk-yard dog the same, it’s a miracle the salt of Earth planned
From origin to the final destination is a trip of the brain firing off the neurons that evolved from the Mud
On being one of the creations of divinity, hey man, looky-here now, it’s all a blinded belief in the Nothin’.

Reciting the words in constant repetition to enhance the strength of the magic spell comin’ out of a Man
Atmospheric pressure nearly too much tiny, little feet my mama blew out her womb, bar room over here
I win every game without cheating because I change the rules as the Time moves around in Space, I Will
Survival of the most fit among the species is identical to the prime objective of God, been all too human.

That guitar and those drums beat the sound out of the Ether, thin air, moving It All in angelic, boss tones
Hot or not, frozen pain doesn’t hurt anymore, can’t remember the day I was born, won’t recall the Ends
Either survival or total dissolution of the conscious mind, I call it me, myself & I, depending on the lights
Ultraviolet to infrared, it’s not that I don’t care, it’s that I have no control over the breeze or prize fights.

Special sea of water & air, drinkin’ & gaspin’ for the H2O & free gas from surface to stratosphere, it’s all
Of, for & by It, if you doubt the reality I have asserted, live long and prosper, understand nothing, bad call
Required & necessary for being sufficiently successful at being a friendly monster mutated by a low blow
Took it easy on you & me just because it was the right thing to do, good, bad & ugly all in the deep flow.

Soaked and wet until the pure air dried the thing itself, crying a river flowing into oceans of the unknown
Raised your hands & feet above your ashes after your pauper’s grave is filled with fool’s rested jets blown
Kids moved to tears due to disappointment or fear of being subjected to unwarranted, yelling ice cracked
Screamed to melt into the original flow of the star above that just stands & spins around in frontal flack.

Jack & Jill ran up the hill, sure they did, very nice of them to go together, surreptitious balls to four walls
Repeatedly doing one & the same thing, nothing else to do but everything that’s been done, a New Birth
Night owls or daydreaming fools blinded by the daylights reflecting off of the things themselves, it is so
Done with a wave of the hand, a spell igniting the cause of the effect appearing nowhere, let’s all go, all!

On the day you leave Earth, you won’t remember a day from the first bawling cry in the red blood of her
She was always there when I needed here & the other 10 people that depended on her attention further
Than their infancy & childhood headstone at the gravesite in the cemetery at the end of the glen’s Rock
No more warm heart, soft skin & warmer safe-place in the mind of the Man who moves block to block.

Maybe I’m wrong but it could be worse, you might be dreaming all of this life & you’re gonna awaken too
With or without knowing what will happen, it’ll happen, you’ll die like you were conceived, in & out blue
Now dig, you & I will find the wins and losses to be all there is, nothing more nor less than rules of fools
Follow all of 'em for no reason other than avoiding infarcted capital punishment, ol' sparky, gas or noose.

A big balloon rose up to the place that’s a barrier to the outside Space of Infinity, we’re Earthbound
But there in plain sight, there’s a primal power ingested right here, right now at this Bridge of Sighs
Just like the one you remember, adjusted your mood, your mind’s eye focused on the prize, a Sun
Hotter than you can handle, remaining a lone concept for analysis leading to knowing Truth’s fun.

Slow, rapid speed for the duration of crossed-eyes being wide open as it should be yet won’t be, so-so
Do what you can as long as you can until the understanding becomes one final snort of Indochina blow
Middle path between extremes of Right & Left wings of pretending to know what’s what, one guffaw
After recovery from the force-fed food for thought, hear the bells ring, they toll for Aliens on a seesaw.
by
r j j stephan, i

c.  Vendredi, ROCKTOBER VIth MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 606 AMPST

{ Vamanos, jammed while noodling with @CarlosSantana concert link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnrVgXNn7aA }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Friday, October 06, 2023

SIX PARSECS FROM HOME or #WTF over... #WhatIsHIP? #YoMama #PlayLiveDeadHope #RAREearth

TO BE THE GOOD FIRE OR NOT TO BE THE BAD ICE, INFINITE, COLDSOUL OF GOD
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^OM^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
In this quantum field of midsummer-fall dreams, before the deep sleep, original sins
On the back end of easterly south winds, It comes in strong on the nature, being One
At one yet still atoning for knowing Nothing as a single soul would, It just never-ends
Like it or not, this is not your dream to aw-waken from, you're just one in a million, son

Now or later, you're going to be there underground or ash in an urn, but why delay?
To be or not to be was a Shakespearean question for the masses privileged off-spray
They even believe with their reinforced blinded faith, they'll live a bit after they all die
In Cielo-Nirvana without your 208 bones, brain, mind or memory that you're so high.

Awakened and woke up to the facts of life my father handed me, a son to son lowdown
On what it means to be a responsible man when you find that everyone else is a clown
It's not their faults, it's the roll of the dice, the way the ball bounces, cards are dealt
Divided & separated, random game from start to finish, winner takes all, no harm felt.

Nutjob freak-show movin' the furniture from house to house to live among the innocent
Pluto isn't a planet anymore, it's still a cartoon dog from the Mickey Mouse Show stint
Too far from us here in Outerpace, easy to see with distorted lenses, all one star's light
Onto the black hole we're in & on to the nucleotide acid, it's a bare-knuckled fist fight.

For your love and for your money, I'll make it from the teens to the old gangster role
Fabulous and fantastic way to force extinction on the species, chemical interruption
Hearts' bleeding & smashed souls' crushed into the Singularity of a holy Black Hole
It's Divine, the hope of the faithful, the reality of the Void, ain't yo' mama, my son.

What it is, somebody told me and said I'd forget it immediately, smuggler's blues
Little kids driving cars over borders to get NO time in prison, underage bruises
Front & rear of your establishment gives you rights to sell & vacate the premises
Sinking down with the pink, deep down to the essence of the core, life is a ruse.

Do it yourself or hire an expensive pro, you get your money's worth in spades' sky
To write your autobiography or your novel, you must be conceived, be born & died
For the love of money, crude oil & gold, digits on a screen, on pieces of paper inked
Idiotic morons, imbecilic infidels who appear to be apes without hair, all gonna die.

Either become food for you or any other hungry beast who kills living to eat dead
Or else be the best hunter/killer on the range, in the woods or the naked cities head
Function of the calculus and a division of the categories to mark the territory turf
It's the way to control the masses, government is nice but won't allow us to up-surf.

Hay is for horses, dried up grass starved of moisture, it's dead to keep them alive
Burning inside to keep the fire of life movin' the heart & blood, muscles unlucky
Fear and loathing make you suffer but it makes you stronger than you would be
If you are fearless & love even the despicable, you may not survive the hive.
 
by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Vendredi, ROCKTOBER Vth, MMXXIII Anno Domini
{ Career Advisor told me to retire in perpetuity, I acquiesced in Diamonds, drafted this gem jammin' @TheBeachBoys #HITS link @  https://youtu.be/5lP8BZcyoEQ?si=AiHz_Zhui9SnlypD }
F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?

Thursday, October 05, 2023

#FixedStarlight #NukeCatasrophe [GOD DOG] @BluesTraveler #BlackAndWhiteDwarfExtinction #LittleRichard #TheGreatContraction #CollapsedIntoSingularity #InfinityOne

MIGHTY ALMIGHTY, GOOD GOLLY MS MOLLY
Conserve the dwindling supplies you consume or you’ll be starving & thirsting to death
From the ladies' wombs to the tomb, humanity both intentional & accidental breath
Gasping for pure oxygen above the water’s crushing waves, you get a few seconds
Rerun what in the world went on at that moment, as the last, fast lane ends.

I’m all dying to know, you’re dying to stay up & thriving in the matrix’s coma love
Known or unknown predication of the objective subjects that never move alone
Always alright, alright, alright as it is above, so it is below, this, that there & all
Proof I’m wrong or right matters to a burning One, it’ll equalize the human fall.

Nevertheless, skeletons and skulls had their function, to hang apparel upon
Fitting small to jumbo sizes, everyone has their own, don’t judge lest ye know
Some of us are lucky sometimes & other times not so much, others’ lives suck
Contract to stay alive by self-construction, avoid self-destruction’s pickup truck.

Honey & brown sugar make the blood jump, idiosyncratically armed to the teeth
On the 8-track runnin’ counterclockwise as it always has in the past enemy sheet
Fruitful as a kiwi & strawberry, all of the front lines at home & away from the park
Keep the picture clearly focused so that your conclusion is a valid, deductive snark.

Laid off, laid on, laid lady, lay across my big brass bed, it’s old lyrics of new songs
Indeed, you can be laid upon & that is very heavy for some, ilk needing cow milk
Suckin’ on rubber nipples topping a sterilized piece of plastic or glass, The Bottler
Full or half empty, it still does the trick, as you would expect, smoke on the water.

I have a portion of pure gold deposit in my deep pocket, billionaire on a Titanic
Getting the survivors with babies & fair lady status into the lifeboats, kill the rest
Determined that the self is nothing but kickin’ a word, a feeling around, oh so sick
A to Z, a jumbled hodge-podge that appears homemade by a smart ol’ warlock.

Your funk was always around, just got stronger as the body chugged along
Up and down, in and out, over and wherever the wind blows, singin’ a song
Not for a good reason or a bad blow but for no reason at all, rockin’ a lot of it
Nuts in shells, berries on a bush, we’re good, rockin’ the pie, black magic Fit!

It may be a revolting development for you & me but it’s the only one in sight
Fear and loathing coming clearly out of nowhere, it’s such a fictional delight
Spells of words in order begin a sequential formation of stacked chords I sing
Colored lights infrared to ultraviolet blue creating something out of Nothing.

Hearts inside of the souls where nobody ever looks, they only see the pump
Blood of the drunk sailors spilled all over their whites, looks better bleached
All the old swabbies know how it was & still is for the ones who just find out
That they’re a step away from death, it’s the deal, winning can be no doubt.
by
r j j stephan, i


c. Mercredi, ROCKTOBER IVth MMXXIII Anno Domini @ 420 PMPST

{ Half-cocked, went off while jammin’ to LIVE @CarlosSantana https://youtu.be/DnrVgXNn7aA?si=AvS-FiIVM3Ai7GCz }

F I N I S
W.W.A.R.D.?