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DIRTY DEEDS, PAGANIC DARKNESS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, August 30, 2019·

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Putting in and taking out of the only thing we know, conceptual, analytical robotic, iron-chit

Sun and moon is all we see close enough in Space and Time to talk, Id’s #HolySunCross of It

What It is cannot be understood by brains, hieroglyphic, petroglyphic, artifactual stone doors

Deep in darkness, Space and Time, here’s a sun god’s cross of the Sun, my 3rd eye cold-sores.

Honor the glowing ball of burning gas, it moves everything, it’s ultraviolet divinity of humans

Nothing to cross except the street, the avenue with the four crosswalks, 2 way rue-street posts

Heaven on Earth or Earth in Heaven, can’t be seen except by eating God’s son, a bloody Man!

Circling around in an elliptical fashion, the pagans and the worshipers of Christ’s hole, Hosts.

God’s son, the sun of God, the olden days of symbolic symmetry of the #SunGod, Zeus’ bible

Imagine your foolish imagination evolved into a light and heat seeker, fear a maggot gadfly

Death leads to turning off of the mechanism which keeps the light alive, godson’s holy Hehl

Inside of your eyes, my eyes and even blinded eyes without a clue, to know Truth’s white lie.

Four seasons and twelve apostles, four directions from my presence in Space, 24 hour Time

Son is the sun, without that, darkness rises to absolve dirty deeds we’ve done, universal slime

For the feeling of pleasure and the avoidance of pain, this is the thought of a day, I bid Adieu!

Although that’s the Truth you need to know, you’ll forget to recollect that we all play the fool!

Start out getting into the bottom of the uttermost echelon of the pit where crustaceans live

Credit to you and I, loaned in advance of your achievement of success will plunge you, dive!

Coming from here and now, in a world, on the Earth, manufactured by a First Cause scheme

A planetary image inside, imaginary light in your mirror, disappears, scream for ice cream!

Without a warning other than every moment of every day of your less than a hundred fathom

You will stop breathing, you’ll stop thinking and wondering about what will happen, git some

No telling your story to anyone after a fact of life becomes apparent to the spirit of eve, adam

Felt my nerves abort rotten gods’ philosopher-bluffs of pagans, black-hole god of a taco dam!

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r j j stephan, i

c. FRIDAY, August 30th, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ jammed out of my face this AM under #PurpleRain while listenin’ to the PRINCE ... The Living Legend 💜 #Prince on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/DHRyPjXeKZ4 }

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