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four scored the H2O ago, 1919AD

    RICHARD JOSEPH STEPHAN·FRIDAY, AUGUST 23, 2019

It all came out the way the future always comes out, the way it is, my #StruggleToFight

To be or not to be is like the only question if you’ve got all the other answers, kiss my phaser

That’s all that really matters to me besides safe place shelter, what can I eat by tonight?

I demand that you stand up against the wall or I will disintegrate your soul-shape laser!

Gettin’ in the mood but leaving out the most important breath, the last one to blow

Out through both the mouth and nose, then it’s all agape without a free choice, go

Nowhere to be outside of the skin and bones, brain dead, mind checked out a hole

Down with the rabbits and Alice, wherever that may be, you’ll get there too, flow.

Perfection isn’t going to help you a bit with your perfect teeth and made-up faces

Lipstickin’ and powder on the beak will only be what you need for a Space’s Time

Comin’ in first or last in the long run, matters as much as the day the sun nova’s

Where the buried and living go when the Earth cracks up like my divine son’s Ga.

It all came from the free choice of the free will, the man and not the woman, first

Not second or last but the First Cause of the egg’s split conception, 1/2 male’s girl

Or 1/2 woman’s boy but either way, the hermaphrodite anomalously is All, I’m in

Golfer or pinball wizard in between the philosophy classes, in the campus Union.

On or about this day perhaps, in 1951 A.D. I was deep in the womb of mama, OM

Stopped briefly for a last call on the chord attached to her heart, man I love ya mom

I won’t forget all of the times you and pops saved my life before I left to see the War

Why I left was to avoid the youngsters I first caused in seven girlfriends, perhaps or...

Maybe there were abortions or involuntary premature burials of fetal DNA, aliens

Not welcomed into this brief moment in time, babies in utero and the UFO beings

Human women mating with the moon’s robots, headed to Mars and Neptune gods

Dead to me, virus or bacteria, loosely holding on to the geometry of hillbilly genes.

My own ancestors are yelling at me 24/7 to let them eat cake, in a fortune cookie

Strictly speaking, it’s just my own imaginary world of ghosts in mama, never lost

Not the pope of the Catholic christians but the saver of Innocents who #CoverMe

Deep microbial culture, 3 hour meteorites, Mars blown #84001, magnetite #Boss.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Friday August 23rd, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 PM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to my caveman mind translate the radio waves of #WARtheBand

on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/P0oUXbE4G2w }

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#PerhapsPerhaps #CAKE #GlennFrey ROCK#84001

about cake I ate, once I ate It, boom

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, August 23, 2019

Once there lived a total idiotic moron who was in charge of the entire planet of red Mercury

As the planet got hotter and hotter, the magnificent queen told the king to phuqup history

Therefore, the king ratcheted up the thermostat and in no Time at all, he became the ashes

Spread throughout the empty Void of Space, where there is no Time for captains or bashes.

Party or not, it really never mattered in the beginning nor forever, Matter’s rock finale scum

I could care more but the ship sailed away from my consciousness once I degreed in wisdom

From the First Cause to my own personal bodily extinction and consciousness depletion, man

Sorry for nothing, I’m sacred H2O, baptized in holy water for the sake of being all too human.

It’s all for the sake of rockin’ through the impervious hookups you collected on narrow Way

For a tattoo ain’t gonna hold the whole reminder, got it when we were drunk in shelter, I say

Ink dying the cut skin and mend the scar with the picture of my mother’s anchor, I Am fame

What she gave me, my mama, is the whole shebang, what he gave me, daddy was a surname.

Curmudgeon and just a tiny peep away from the sightless, soundless, olfactory taste of God

What is that other than the nugatory philosophical reduction of Truth to zig-zag-zip, blood

For better and for the worst possible scenario in our future, we learn to kiss, to die alone, eh?

Regardless of the love your got or gave, mouth agape, heart seized, let the rotten bones play!

Come to after being knocked out cold by the slap on the backside, first one, too human fight

Blackbelted legs and arms to keep the head strong and at One, in the midst of the too Many

Faith and Hope are left all alone without Charity, the Love that cannot be wrong, it’s a Right

On the Left or Middle of The Road to a Dead Pool of spirits who run nowhere into a Penny!

Persuasion from a crystal clear deduction from the indubitable premises is immanent, OMG

Perfection an illusion of being before or after a Supernova, a star to shoot for is never for me

I am what I am, the egg and sperm, so to speak, of the origin, ma and pa inside of #RareEarth

Long play on the b-side, what liberty’s about, for what it’s worth, nothing-star-fire afterbirth!

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r j j stephan, i {in search every Sunday from 1969-1957 B.C., then I found the Buddah’s #lapislazuli in my #fullLotus lap in 1971 A.D. }

c. Friday, August 23rd, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST

{ blasted from the Past jammin’ to #TheLadyThatRaisedMe #TalkinBoutMyMama #MA Rare.Earth/Philosophers.Stone/BAHC Gems #RareEarthBand @ https://youtu.be/WkJ1wqQo3zg }

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AC-DC Live Wire RARE STUDIO VERSION.wmv

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#AbsurdlyTrueForYou #PulitzerPrizeForNada

SKIPPIN' TRIPPIN’, MADD BALLS! *

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, August 22, 2019

Take a picture and it will last longer than a NY minute, an eon will pass underground fires

Counter the ice with the hot plastic and slate, your wild dreams can’t imagine funeral pyres

Of being all too human, there’s a finite trip from the conception to the soulless travel of gods

Matter and Energy in conflict, beings of DNA arose from a blown crock of teenager hotrods.

Adapt or perish, it’s the law of gravity and evolution of the fittest species to survive extinction

We are the ones who survived, we caretake the others, plants and animals, adapt to function

Motivation is to eat or be eaten, an edge given to the survivors who found peace on rare Earth

Not because of luck but an intent to be the good while being capable of being bad, even ugly!

Rivers run above and beyond, below the center of nowhere, a centered, empty hole of a code

Empty acid DNA, nothing but a Void of philosophical religion, to let war’s god-sun go brood

Teeth to eat and fire to burn, mortality of eternity a loving, innocent myth of mother’s lode

Inside the outside of where nothing but emptiness completes third dimensional cold blood.

Substantial variations occur from a man’s birth to his death, I don’t prick anything ‘bout her

My comment is purely homocentric, earthly unimportantly, a self examination of holy soul

Volts from the thunder and lightening sent to our gravitational pull, my mind got penetrated

By Nothing but electrons, neutrons and protons that I cannot terminate, I’ve a will to power.

Speak a language that can be understood by any human on any continent, seven or now eight

One under the sea that nobody other than flabbergasted people ever become aware of, it’s Fate

Float on the ocean for a week and take a trip that you will never forget, unless your eyes failed

Sights and sounds of pure ocean H2O liquid gas being cut by a #Princess, north WA AK gate.

Saw neither hide nor hair of Fire, quit smokin’ leaf grass n’ Al Capone Cigarillos’ cooler stiffs

Just the salt in the air and the freezing August air of a Pearl of the USA, the deal of stoonads

Alaska where my grandma feared to go with her fisherman mate, my step-grandpa, Mr. Leff’s

Puttin’ dead food in the Renton, Washington ground, box buried six feet deep, 208’s gonads.

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r j j stephan, i  *HeavyBalls

c. Jeudi, August 22nd, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #TowerOfPower LIVE w/LennyWilliams leads on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Qy2NssFhs64 }

*It is no more complicated than knowing how and why conception occurs...just be the food! #Fate’s #QuantumMechanics #RabbitHole universe link @ https://youtu.be/TftGVf5345g

 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HappyHourIsDone #KeepItFluffy #PackOfCougarsEverywhereOverHere

ELLIPSIS’ RHAPSODY, SHADE BLUE 

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, August 22, 2019

If it doesn’t hurt then it’s not for real, life is photo-shopped and air-brushed clean, clear chit

You know why, it’s because you’ve got a pretty smile and skinny jeans, my freedom’s Free-fall

To be or not to be is not the only question, there’s another few inquiries for addressing The It

Blind faith in hopes and dreams barrel of monkeys, gramma’s son CUT a RUG, spawn of All!

I came forward and you fell on back to the rear of the club, last table in the back, two chair set

None but the best in my midst, all up in my face, got down on my case just ‘cause it was easy

A force to be reckoned with is not the only force in the universe, line ‘em up, burnt atoms’ chi

Neither more nor less than It all, from nuclei to macrobiotic, phantom bugs between my me.

Blown superego can’t fly solo, all gone girl, run clean out of fake miracles, O2’s hydrogen ruse

Without liquid that a solid needs to transform boiling gas of I don’t knows, drunken on grape

Crying for a taste of microbial life while starin’ in the empty face of smoke and mirrored blues

I can’t make it without you and me, we’re finished with last gasps, orifice of man’s face agape!

Although being stupid should hurt if that was an evolutionary advantage, stupid feels so good

Evil mind is one which has been depleted of ignorance and a tendency to honor my defiance

Not because it’s the right thing to do, it’s the only choice possible, there’s me not in the mood

And then there’s everything in perfect synchronization with the babies of midgets and giants.

Swing It around over here Mother Earth, wobblin’ spin, ellipsis (. . .) spun a One Way thang

It’s busy on the road, it dead-ends at a Wall where only Nothing’s leftover from a chitty Bang

Imagination fully creating everything from literally nothing but a Void full of an original sin

Empty space without me, holy hole of the amalgam of Space’s Time, now or way back when.

Passing in and out of the love left over from the dumpster of cosmic dust, last call dust of God

I am what I am, standin’ tall, being much more to attract the deep state, black-holed demigod

Rulers of yard sticks or meters, give or take a centimeter at the pulpit, they chop wood for me

I’m in an out of sight coverup, ellipsis smoke’s alive, my hand’s ace high in firewater, I’m free!

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r j j stephan, i #StupidShouldHurtYouToo ala Armstrong & Getty #NoPainNoGainBullScat

c. August 22nd, 2019 A.D. @ 3:03 AM PST

{ drafted to some #BlueAintYourColor & #TennesseeWhiskey #SheTalksToAngels on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/7dQIZCSirQo & https://youtu.be/fp7NZNW48ig }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SheetMusicHappens #HitsInTheFace #CompletedMissionToRock

A NEEDLE IN OUTERSPATIAL VOID*

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Richard Joseph Stephan·Wednesday, August 21, 2019

 

A horse of course is not a horse if it’s a dead one, everyone knows the Truth in Seattle

Not because it’s obvious but it’s written all over the black hole and steel of Space’s place

Bringing the fire to melt the things and remould it into the fashion of the mind’s play

Up and down, where angels always fear to go, in the elevator that won’t stop going up!

Nobody’s absolutely certain to express the essence of this argument, pro or #ConnieMac balls

One of a kind opportunity to retrieve a lonly thought that rings true, rockin’ loons’ dumbells

Cryin’ in the dark because I let my heart break in two, let my holy southside get y’all drunked

Lost the One and Only, important for acid’s moment in Time and Space, DNA up n’ vanished.

On the fulcrum of the equatorial balance, there’s a wobble of the Earth, First Cause of a God

In a relative uniform, the empty Void is never full of the rocks that roll around Jupiter’s stars

Common yet unique to an empty 360 degree plane of wind, third dimension’s cubed spheroid

Amazed that self reflection is both probable and possible a fortunate, accidental boy android.

Warmed up brain and programmed mind to express the nature of a beast’s meaning of Life

Carbon burned, create a sun’s greenhouse effect on another rock that rolls fast as a fake wife

Burned in a baked brain, smoked and barbequed from birth to death, disappearing act of me

Mortal inheritance from the pops and moms, innocent, violent insemination’s Cosmic skree.

Bullets are metal and the velocity of the ejection from explosions of ignited mass, powder Id

Lights out and darkness’ power harnessed right here and now, my firestorm ignition, at War

Complete silence and utter noise intensity in unimagined frequencies and wavelengths offer

God in heaven, here and now, El Earth and everyplace except for an empty Void, Fool’s dead!

Gravity pulled destiny deep into me but it would not accept A gamma ray burst of NGC 4933

Punks seeing the Neutron stars collide and super nova into what is left of Adam and Eve to be

Astonishing heavy metal cosmic burn isn’t a universe’s #MO, Space-Time fade to a black cock

Gravity pulls the matter and energy into a corporate merger, violent takeover stream of Rock!

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r j j stephan, I *Header is the Space City ( Seattle ) #SpaceNeedle buried in the skyline!

c. August 21st, 2019 A.D. @ 4:44 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to “Planets Outside of the Milky Way galaxy on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/nTrR00kLOmU }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#CrystalBluePersuasion #AlaskaIcebergs #BackFromAlaskaTourOfDuty #HighVoltageRockAndRoll @ACDC #JustTrippin'

SKIPPIN’ TRIPPIN’, MADD BALLS! *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, August 22, 2019

 

Take a picture and it will last longer than a NY minute, an eon will pass underground fires

Counter the ice with the hot plastic and slate, your wild dreams can’t imagine funeral pyres

Of being all too human, there’s a finite trip from the conception to the soulless travel of gods

Matter and Energy in conflict, beings of DNA arose from a blown crock of teenager hotrods.

Adapt or perish, it’s the law of gravity and evolution of the fittest species to survive extinction

We are the ones who survived, we caretake the others, plants and animals, adapt to function

Motivation is to eat or be eaten, an edge given to the survivors who found peace on rare Earth

Not because of luck but an intent to be the good while being capable of being bad, even ugly!

Rivers run above and beyond, below the center of nowhere, a centered, empty hole of a code

Empty acid DNA, nothing but a Void of philosophical religion, to let war’s god-sun go brood

Teeth to eat and fire to burn, mortality of eternity a loving, innocent myth of mother’s lode

Inside the outside of where nothing but emptiness completes third dimensional cold blood.

Substantial variations occur from a man’s birth to his death, I don’t prick anything ‘bout her

My comment is purely homocentric, earthly unimportantly, a self examination of holy soul

Volts from the thunder and lightening sent to our gravitational pull, my mind got penetrated

By Nothing but electrons, neutrons and protons that I cannot terminate, I’ve a will to power.

Speak a language that can be understood by any human on any continent, seven or now eight

One under the sea that nobody other than flabergasted people ever become aware of, it’s Fate

Float on the ocean for a week and take a trip that you will never forget, unless your eyes failed

Sights and sounds of pure ocean H2O liquid gas being cut by a #Princess, north WA AK gate.

Saw neither hide nor hair of Fire, quit smokin’ leaf grass n’ Al Capone Cigarillos’ cooler stiffs

Just the salt in the air and the freezing August air of a Pearl of the USA, the deal of stoonads

Alaska where my grandma feared to go with her fisherman mate, my step-grandpa, Mr. Leff’s

Puttin’ dead food in the Renton, Washington ground, box buried six feet deep, 208’s gonads.

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, August 22nd, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #TowerOfPower LIVE w/LennyWilliams leads on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Qy2NssFhs64 }

*It is no more complicated than knowing how and why conception occurs...just be the food! #Fate’s #QuantumMechanics #RabbitHole universe link @ https://youtu.be/TftGVf5345g

FINIS/CAPUT *sittin’ down on the corner of #Hollywood & #Vine writin’ the verse down on the thin blue lines, we cannot see between the lines, therefore your bones will return to dust!

#PiercedThroughTheHeart #BackFromKlondike & Skagway, Alaska #AwesomeGods #QueenInASailorsDream #CreepinUpTheBackStairs

ANTHROPOMORPHIC, ASWEET MARIA, GREAT GRANDMA*

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richard joseph stephan, I 
sundial says: 11:59 PM  Lundi AUGUST 19, 2019

In every manner of speaking, a memory and peace of mind brought back from the pasta

Gypsy little queenie from sunlight and grey sky Sicilia and from dawn ‘til dusk, sailin’ afar

Stolen away and given away simultaneously in a swap for passage to America, dog collar

Where I was born thanks to her and my mama, her daughter Salvatrese Maria, mama mia!

From the little I know, I was told second and third hand by smart, intelligent and uneducated

All in a family showin’ me how to speed through green lights, Saturday night, all hotblooded

For no reason at all, beepin’ the car horn or truck horn at the tin horns and little sister heads

Girls from school and the neighborhood farms and trailer parks, doin’ what we do into beds.

Tired and blown away from the traveling from Russia to California, listenin’ to drips of honey

Funk and the waggin’ knolls beckoning the bands bangin’ drums and steel guitars real funky

Middle of the road ain’t gonna git it when the rockin’ is needin’ to be done, face to my faces

Ready and set before you go, dirty deeds waitin’ to be done, good and bad, sometimes ugly.

Punks in the dreams gettin’ out of my way because they know I own this highway, say no mo

Pointed heads showin’ the way to heaven’s gates, music to my ears, I feel the beat of the plow

Pushin’ the black dirt into the furrow catchers of the hard and soft seed, white water in sync

I worked overtime for this, to get loose from the herd’s moves, burnt ends of a candle, on fire.

Rainbow rays from solar reflective rays smokin’ raindrops of hydrogen’s double oxymoronic

Drank wet-water of tables for two, set way in the back of the bar, my love under neon moons

Lost and lonely I fell down and sunk to the bottom of the uttermost echelon’s pit of tiny ticks

No way to know for certain but it appears, we’re already gone, here and now, phuqn goons!

Whiskey is smooth when it goes down because it’s from Tennessee, in twenty minute toast

Head’s in the iCloud for good, everything is backed up in case of an unexpected rig’s crash

Millionaires are not exempt from It, It will come and go wherever it pleases, day-tan trash

Beat up cars with four rubber wheels underneath me, rollin’ many toll roads’ line of crack.

Poked our heads out from under the leaves of ink and empty thought, to dig the logic’s dust

All that’s left in the black earth is the red dirt and the white buffalo, runnin’ into brick walls

Horns down, full speed ahead, from Detroit to L.A. and around Down Under bytes on a bus

Freaks and well adapted genomes of the DNA we got from a Big Bang, God does have balls!

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r j j stephan, i

c. August 19th, 2019 @ 11:11 PM PST, Lundi Eve *Header of this piece is a byte of rainbow!

*BACK FROM VACA- A WEEK & just returned from a #TRIP to Anchorage, Alaska & back on Princess Cruises ...all ya gotta do is put a drink in my hand, took so many pictures that my iPhone BLEW into the twilight zone!}

{ DRAFTED while listenin’ to #Springsteen #SmokeALittleSmoke #DrinkInMyHand & #HITS by Eric Church on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/dHlnBdpfJn0 }

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