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Thursday, October 17, 2019

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DON’T BE A TOUGH GUY OR A FOOL
Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, October 17, 2019
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In the event of a communicating bird of prey coming in for a landing on your head and such
“Resist we much, and we must about that...” be committed to it, amigos, an ol’ double dutch
Jumpin’ the double swingin’ ropes in the middle of the sidewalk, off the pavement crack cake
Shocked monkey bones up and down, feet and toes bouncin’ kids’ minds into an infinite fake.

Marry up your loves and reproduce your own species or become extinct, nourish soul kicks
I don’t care what you think or what you say but I believe in Nothing and y’all ‘re real piques
Altercations between my girlfriend and my wife on the ground beatin’ each other into pulp
Blood on the highway, hammer fist blows for the wreck on the freeway, an Adam apple gulp.

There is an origin for every language of every human born on this planet, it’s the God, the sun
What you need to live or you’ll die, it’s the sun, the star only 93 million miles to ‘me’ sandman
Where you’ll go when the conscious mind in the brain, in the head becomes to be or not, see?
Right here and now where you’re at right now, this is all there is, my geist, my ghost’s my fan.

Time on the clock gets to 9:11 twice every day, one day after the other, Earth spins around it
Truth of being alone in space on a planet of dead star cinders, unbelievable ground of shyte
Warm memories being drunk with your feet and legs up to your thighs in people’s rice-food
Either die of being frozen to death or being a spider monkey without olfactory sense, all good.

Here’s success for the survival of the fittest, doom is down the road for a 3rd tier evolutionary
In the House or the Senate, both houses of Congress SHOULD be at odds, a mere hyperbole
With an Executive and a Judiciary branch, the Congress lose it’s marbles, deaf-dumb insight
Consuming the signals, the signs, the words, Nothing is left, WE are all there is, now go fight!

Peace on Earth, earthquakes shake as they say in the old country, let’s party with super Mario
History written in foreign languages and translated to your own jive, a pig satin-Latin casino
Destroy your ignorance-enlightened intelligence before you step into the foul, fairy dust-ups
Only you’ll know I know because you know I know, war ends YOU in a crypt of crossed pups.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, ROCKTOBER 17th, 2019 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST
{ drafted while WANDERING & listenin’ to https://www.iheart.com/live/talk-650-229/ Armstrong & Getty Listeners listenin’ to Armstrong & Getty #LegUp #DustUp & #WordUp by Korn in an infinite loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/kyOcIbRRkiw }
W.W.A.R.D.?

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