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SQUAWS SHEW THE ENDS, CHOLOS
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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, January 3, 2020
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Who you think you are you will always be, begin thinking that you exist on the mother, Earth
From the absolute origin of the first Adam and first atom, if there is One or even Two, at War
For the control over the other’s will to power, the dominant controls the subordination, Way!
If and only if it’s true that the deal’s done and that it’s out of my hands, it shew ain’t my shew!
Portal leading your intent and will from the things themselves to the ending of the One vision
Your own and nobody else’s Way of seeing your position on the planet is responsible for a Sin
That is ignorance of the importance of knowledge of your origin and destination, here an ova
Time is up, time is out, time has ticked every moment away from the primal One, SuperNova!
Although I beg to differ with the status quo and the Pope of Philosophy, my eyes of mortal sin
Function of this calculus equation is the exposure to the empty void of outer spatial oblivion
In confession and at communion, sinners will be sinners and contemplate the #Stations bliss
Infinite repetition of the identical scenes of divine betrayal and forsaken seventh son of This!
It's what it is before and after I was here, scratched on petrified wood, RS & CV, oh love
Where angels fear to go, out on the edge of the cliff, on the last balcony, a suicide rock cove
To jump off into the air for a 3.2 second moment of Awe and Regret, a flashback to die for
Dream asleep or awake as a matter of Free Will and a personal choice, still, a gamester’s 4!
Underneath the center of the core of wisdom, presented in petrified nutshells’ archaic graves
Immortality failed since Day One, it’s a propagated blind faith myth provided by the Alphas
To be followed as formal and informal rules of engagement, infancy to mortal phase out bliss
Utter ignorance is the bliss only the lonely will receive without cost, yet there’s a price, a kiss.
On the lips of babies and disgruntled spouses of the men and women called couples, the love
It’s as if your mother and father abandoned your need and desire for affection, so you search
High, low, above and below the skies, from mountains through cities and countries to the sea
Squaws lived free of daddy’s protective custody, skilled martial artists, hidden, in every body.
I am and you are the ones who are going to die when it’s our time, no offense but that’s Truth
Nobody other than those with blind faith in Nothing being something more of a spooky tooth
Nobody other than the deaf and dumb know it, without a scent or taste of wisdom, it depends
Out of focus, hysterical attention on the day after they die, we die, caput, finis, then It Ends!
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r j j stephan, i
c. Vendredi, Janvier Trois, 2020 Anno Domini
{ drafted while listenin’ to WAR: to the Ghetto The Original WAR Band #WARtheBand link @ https://youtu.be/ptIcert_Ra8 }
*Shew
A sound effect describing intense joy, happiness, or used as a form of celebration, thought to have Origin in California, by CHOLOS & CHOLAS KEEPING IT FAMILIA , #InTheHoods of East Menlo Park, CA Soledad, or as far south as Chula Vista #SaluteAmerica, #Ole }
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