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Wednesday, January 22, 2020

#PasteOnThePasties #FallinInLoveWithMeAndYou #NewYork2California #OneWayTrip

CRACKIN’ UP, PINK’S THE YOKE? *
Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, January 22, 2020
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Terrible twos have little to do with the “Ready-To-Freeze” seventies, brave men do fear it all
Where the rubber met the road and the fission of the atoms split the wishbone in two or tree
That’s terminology for “Three” the way my pops used to say it, high schooler vet, be the ball
He got the music into me when I was a lad of seven, my grandpa made my dad save it, Free!

He said everything’d be OK in the end, I passed it on with old, #BlindFaith committed to Zen
To be or not to be, every minute of every day, ‘cause we only get back what we give, a godsend
The Time in Space is a gift from the gods or the Void or just a dream inside your teeny noggin
Miracle that the causes and effects are still doing what they do, making mortal life like fishin’.

Wake up, smell the coffee, if there’s any left, make a whole pot if it’s all gone, I need a miracle
It’s the Cause I conceive and implement from origin to the destination, it cannot be a debacle
This all has a reason to be here, this life, family, friends, orphans, inmates, enemies in a farce
Crying, whining and complaining about LIFE, reason to live while it’s kickin’ your punk arse.

Pitter and patter the sound at the end of the day sounds like winding the clock down to zero
Nothing left when the Time is up, nothing left after a final tick and tock of the cuckoo O’clock
Poking fun at the priests and pastors and preachers who are much more holy than fear I blow
Amorphous yet amorous to Ones who appear alike and deadly to be the Many I’ll never know.

Thinking monkeys, apes, primates climbing up trees, hiding in caves, swimmin’ with the fish
In the ocean, lakes and rivers that stream in full cinemascope, in the style of Salvidor Dali-sh
Mighty muscles to lift planets into variable vibration levels of blown atoms, black eggs’ gods
Allstars jacked and movin’ around, it is all there is to each one, rhythmic harmony of Ga, ova.

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r j j stephan, i *Got A Reason To Live! You?
c. Mercredi, Janvier 22nd, 2020 Anno Domini @ 3:33 AM PST
{ Drafted while listenin’ to #FirstCuts from #MaybeYouBeenBrainwashedToo by #TheNewRadicals 1,2,3,4... on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/puObTL3awB0 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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