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Saturday, July 18, 2020

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GO IT ALONE ON BORROWED TIME
Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, July 18, 2020
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At an early age, the indoctrination begins with the blank program, no rewards, so heretofore
Avoidance of the pain and suffering of punishment for being wrong, now that is a motivator
Therefore, know that you’re thinking as internal thought and an outer expression, and how!
At least write it in the sand so it sees the light of day for a moment in time, it’s here and now.

On the elevator then up the escalator on the way to the seventh heaven beyond me, a sin-nah
Where angels fear to go for the good of their wings and asexual nature, a rubber soul cantina
They were created by an imaginary creator of a cosmic egg, a universe full of hell’s big balls
Comfortable in your skin with nobody and a quarter pound of bones, mind’s hot cat calls.

Mercy and a grant of gracious hosting of aliens from another world, another place in Space
Probably where we thought our dearly departed went to, they came from there, it’s closed
Nobody else gains entry through any portal at all, front or back door, optimistic, cute face
Mind inside over the Matter outside gives anyone thinking the notion that you’ve got foes.

A jinx or a string of bad luck dealing the circumstances in random form, trying to stir the pot
With or without you, it doesn’t matter at all, It came around, It went around, It will come hot
Like a well-fired side-arm that you draw and holster in one second, fire a round in moments
Ready to aim and fire, just in case the monsters show up at the door, #FakeNews miscreants.

Symbols hidden while cymbals become symbolic of an ultimate truth about the nature of bees
Birds and bees mate for survival’s variation enhancement of their DNA genome’s at-will tease
Uncomfortable Truth coming so stand by for a Word, shattered the philosopher’s stoned hide
It could have been much worse, I may have never breathed air or drank water, or even died.

At the precipice of the cliff there is only dense fog up unto infinity but not beyond the Void
Pathway at the crossroads must be tread upon, there is no alternative to a flying spy droid
The Many will perish but the Few will survive beyond the attempt as species extinction-hood
They will remain to replenish the order in the middle of the revolution, chaos’ bad and good.

Locked but there’s both a key and a combination of twice to the right, once left and one right
That’s all it takes to feel the mystery burn inside your soul, in your head and you cannot fight
Immortal soul maybe, mortal body a certainty principle, what I did, do and shall do, a hokum
That’s not right and it’s not fair but it is the Way It Is and keep in mind, a kingdom will come!

by
r j j stephan, i { #HORUS header }
c. Saturday, July 18th, 2020 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST
{ Drafted while listenin’ to #IDontCare (IDGAF) @Daryl's House Club WITH Patrick Stump & other tidbits with other #Famous artists ALSO link @ https://youtu.be/WkC4tYCNG4s }

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