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SIGNIFY CROSS-TRAFFIC SIGNALS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, February 3, 2020

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Hippopotamus and Hippodromes have as much significance as aftermaths of funeral pyres

Absolute Nothingness in the middle of everything, all of It is here today and gone in hot fires

From subatomic particles to the Singularities that wait for all things’ everything, as y’all sing

At attention or at ease, in any case, Everything is everything and Nothing is indeed, nothing.

Two hats hangin’ on a hat rack, One says to the Other, “You stay here, I’ll go on a head-case.”

Now or then humor takes the form of satirical absurdity, that’s my area of expertise, a worm

Fear and loathing of everything, it’s all unknown except named matter’s essence of idol bones

Persuasion with logic and reason, sounds, words and idle phraseology of philosopher stones.

Snapping to an infinite Space and Time in front and in back of the thing that I am, elder man

With naught but society’s security and Adam & Eve’s fecal Bay of pigs in San Fran’s chit-can

No way to stop the bums from the shat of their free food and shelter, it’s the form gods fight

Man’s conceptual ideas in the ether or after trees were chopped to write, DNA’s trip to white.

On becoming so unbecoming that you hide from the light of the day, prowling dark twilights

For the things themselves, some of them and in a biblical sense, all of them eternal catfights

Between angels of the darkness and the light, forming invisible pacts with the live, evil living

Meaning of signs of the crusaders’ cross is that there’s a higher power than Woman or Viking.

AlphaBetaCappaDeltaEpsilon for the sake of Being a tool for a purpose to exist doin’ a Twist

Feelings and thinking things about the causes of the effects we call Life on Earth, raise a fist

With obsidian leather power of fingers inside of sheep fleece and cow’s hides, fits like a glove

Appearance of a face of fear, a human genome with a reason to be here, alive, Valentino love.

I think I must be in utero because I can’t breathe the gas of my holy air, carbon rights left out

Took my breath away, created to suck it in and blow it out, I’m all in and out deep. no doubt

Ship ahoy to the sailors and slaves of the pirate thieves who stole boys from mothers of us all

Slaves to row boats and sail ships from Old schools to New Worlds, rolled up in an eight ball.

It is neither high nor low, either I’m on the right or the left, men and mice both left to the rust

Of cosmic soup, of Earth’s spinning wobble around in an elliptical orbit, a cloud of devil-dust

Gaping hole between it& nothing at all, it’s where it’s all at, brothers & sisters below & above

Empty or full, identical expression of One, a divine spell of magic, logic & unconditional love.

Finding the needle in the proverbial haystack out on the main drag, I used it to blow the ruse

Ruptured blood in vessels that carry a viral motto, #LiveAndLetLive, bleed out blacks & blues

For the love of being steeped in poverty or immersed in the wealth of gold and easier money

It’s all for just a microsecond at a time, of natural, imaginary moments that quell humanity.

Big, large, gargantuan, giant of my inner senses, count our midgets & dwarves’ double checks

Keeping the small ones quiet from voicing their uninformed, opinionated forms of antimatter

Sounds, sights, smells, tastes and just feelings of the good, the bad and the ugly-ace star treks

From ignorance, saved we are, as Yoda might say it, in an iota of Time, what’s goin’ on here?

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, February 3rd, 2020 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ #WarIsNotTheAnswer #OnlyLoveCanCombatHate drafted jammin’ to a special version of #WhatsGoinON by marvelous Marvin Gaye link @ https://youtu.be/ohz6rvWZXRQ }

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