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Thursday, July 09, 2020

#WhatWouldYouDoIfYouDidNotDoWhatYouDid ? #GodKilledYourMaAndPa

VIRAL CORONA, ALL FALL DOWN
Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, July 9, 2020
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Excuse the moronic idiots for producing and directing the FBI show on a putz’ shaky ground
No band-aids or iodine can heal the wounds and scars of the minions who rule by the #Mob
Prowl the roads and byways for orphans and runaways from broken souls of the home-bound
In fractions of a century, we live and die for no reason at all, poor evil, rich good, all will rob.

Howling at the moon will not do a human much good but if you are food, predators will come
Hungry for the way to stay alive in the middle of green or concrete jungles, a hero and a bum
You will see what you’re meant to see for your own good, work off your own karmic crazy glue
Responsible for the actions and thoughts you have because it’s what you’ve been told to do.

Common knowledge and the power of experiential wisdom will not buy immortality, oh well
Not much you can do about that but you can attempt to survive in the hostility of the shrills
Chaos and mayhem reign on your parades down the main streets and monkey shine #Hell
Anarchy or monarchy will NOT coexist on the same planet, negative cancels positive skills.

Where to the idiots and morons go to K-12? Where did they get higher education? Greece?
Not likely since they may have learned something from pre-Socratic philosophy on It, Peace
Madre and padre to mend wounds of the scrapes and scratches of their progeny’s thin skin
Any shade of pale, blue and darker than purple, ultraviolet infrared radiation, suck it all in!

Get this straight, get off of your high horse, you don’t even ride y’all, now let us all get down
To brass tacks of the notion that Nothing Matters at all, I don’t mean pandemic ghetto clown
It’s in the country and in the city, this is a microcosm of any solar system, irreverent collapse
Dreaming of the civilization without the #TruckingTraffic, no #ToiletPaper, extinction lapse.

Gang bangin’ the concrete and asphalt until the children get bullied into the exiled DNA ids
Acid mixed in a module of Earth and it’s atmosphere revolving around a big, burning gas ball
Keeping this in mind, whether it’s divine or humane matters only after death, we take no bids
Climax of karma’s souls is the naked ape hook, a Cause of eternity, a proud, winged angel fall.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Thursday, July 9th, 2020 A.D. @ 4:11 AM PST
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

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