#EveryGameInTown #Played #Won #NeverLose #NeverGiveIn #NEVER

5 IN THE CORNER & 9 IN THE SIDE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, May 30, 2020

-------------- #MakinLoveInOuterSpace ---------------

Dive right into an unknown situation where you have no allies and no weapons with power

Ready to lay down and die to be buried, chopped, burned or eaten and then turned to sewage

Just because you’re alive on Earth and the third stone from a star called, Top God, Ala & Ra

Whether you or your parents or children like it or not, you’re all they got for a linchpin to Me.

Who I am is not important so just consider me an alien from another planet, another #Word

Silence of the last scream I can find in your mouth, you’re done then, choked you to the death

On your way to your maker and you can’t come back and get me for the murder, I’m an angel

I have a body but it’s not my own, it’s a vehicle to be used for the morality and ethics of Hehl.

Evil is Live spelled in reverse, you can’t make this scat up, it’s obvious that it’s a joker’s game

A player with the minions who dress their naked bones in Blind Faith about what’s my name

Last, middle or the first, junior, senior or the third or fourth, history of the past now defunct

Future history being made in the hodge-podge with every word said, every move made, funk!

About gold, silver and the Benjamins, buried or in the bank, when you’re dead, it’s done gone

You’re as good as dead already ready, you have less than a hundred years to use up the bones

Made by my ancestors who progenated eggs for an ape-form, a naked ape, a son of the suns

Animals killed for hairy skin to keep barren skin warm during the hunting party, love guns.

Needle threaded by touch, since we’re all blinded by sunlight, we’re put to sleep like a wee pet

Dog, cat, bird, snake, spider, hamster or a roof rat, your children and kin are no better, nyet

On the other hand, all of life is no worse than humanity, which can be extinct, night and day

A supernova or black hole collapse into a Singularity is no way to go, but it Is, the only way!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, May 30th, 2020 A.D. @ 12:00 HIGH NOON

{ Generated out of sheer mischief, listenin’ to thejackson5 #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/i6a0GMcLDKQ & @ChristopherCross #RideLikeTheWind & #HITS @ https://youtu.be/ur8ftRFb2Ac }

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#DuckDuckStopItNow #GuidedByPoliticalPressure #BidensHidin'

SORRY, IT’S A RAMPAGE SO, G.A.F.!

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, May 29, 2020 

------ #AMAZINGLYsimpleminded ------

Fear’s beginning, I was not here or there or anywhere but now I am present, #How high noon

Something unknown is about to be uncovered, the reason for your birth and death on Earth

Get ready for the best or worst day of your life, it’s comin’ down the pike, you’ll know it soon

Time cannot be slowed down, it’s the spin of the Earth around the sun’s ecliptic of it’s moon.

We are a moon of the sun, a son of that OG God, the one who left us here, we’re all done son

A garden where you can’t eat so there’s no need to recycle the waste, heaven has no sun, duh

Nothing is heaven sent, nobody knows but everybody hopes that heaven or nirvana is the fun

Not the struggle here on the dirty ball full of rocks that roll, a dream in a dream is a chimera.

Pulled out of high school to move away and get shot and killed, blown to smithereens in hell

Where good angels never go, to war with the evil dead things, soul, invisible evil is the genes

Nobody’s fault, not yours or mine or anyone alive on Earth, it’s the Dead that caused this fall

Now, what to do from this point to the point of no return? We’re The 64,000 human scenes.

Compare your present moments in life to the ones that will be in the future house of divinity

Either your master or your gods will determine your fate in our personal existence, humanity

From the innocence of embryos through the travails of childhood and adulthood, keep tryin’

After you’ve exhausted all of the possible options, only one conclusion is the lifeline of satin.

Face masks over your ugly American face, that face is a DNA mutation due to the fools’ genes

Balls of fire have descended and caused the beginning of the DNA extinction caused by aliens

You are in an epidemic of pandemics, out of pure spite before our Time-Space matrix history

In or out of our upward downs, the graves underground or undersea are the god holy destiny.

Debt of the world WHO is owed to whom? Which Face’s mask do we wear to get back, home?

Just because you think you’re so pretty my friends and enemies, it means nothing to the Void

Your body shapes and forms that appear as hairless ape mutants, those forms are an android

Reproduced in the end for an extinction of species, death is like a pandemic, a divine gnome!

I give you nothing and I get it right back from you, as it should be, you live and die, all alone

Even when brothers and sisters come near you, they always leave in the end, bam, long gone

No lies when you tell the Truth, meaning of that statement is a big fat Homer, We always lie!

Morons and idiots moving the bacteria and virus, Truth on It’s knees, just pray to a third eye.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, May 29th, 2020 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST

{ Upchucked the Words above while listenin’ to #StStephen #NotFadeAway by The Grateful Dead link @ https://youtu.be/cx2pCQDG_Q4 }

 

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#Daytrippin' #Nightflyin' #dead @GratefulDead @AlbertWenger @GeorgeCarlin

IF IT’S TRUMP, I’M IN OR I’M OUT *

by

Richard Joseph Stephan·Thursday, May 28, 2020

--------------------- DEAD ---------------------

Pierce my skin through my bones and the stupid shiitake I carry around maybe a day or two

Then in one small or large fuel dump, it’s rolled down river to the hot, septic reservoir stew

All of the refused masticated crumbles of life from the planet’s holes, caves of deadhead hair

Believe in something that you will never know is true or not, proof of life is a day-nightmare.

I am going on from the alpha and omega before the final cataclysm, over a perfect dead body

Literally, nobody will care in or out of your family in about a hundred years, it’s the raw truth

You have to be in a deep sleep to see the American dream from my point of view old buddy

In a photograph or GIF of your ‘something’, you express misconception that you’re all in it.

Good of God and Bad of Zero down below, whatever it takes to get this here life my friend

Alternatives of life in a different time in a different place is not a viable alternative to the end

When you and I die, that’s it, your and my ancestors knew this, prima face bait and snatch

Invest in the future of your life right here and now, it’s my life too, it’s all One, super-natch.

Logic and reason used as a tool for the forming of the rings around your fingers, Truth be told

Seriously analyzing the data and formulating a deduced conclusion worth the weight in gold

Or platinum or silver or uranium, in any case, the value of the dead rocks sent to be the vapes

We’re not getting out of here alive, not even you or your mama, your grandfathers were apes.

Grim reaper isn’t comin’ in a minute or maybe I’m wrong, you never know right, you can’t tell

Nothing predicted in the future other than the essence of everything, consciousness rung bell

To be or not to be, to die or not to die, infinity of abstraction on a pandemic trajectory, hit me

Rabbit hole for Alice and me, we got in and out with minions in wonderland, my mind awoke.

River ran down to the sea from the melted ice on top of the mountains, a star just got the hots

Or the planet’s spin and wobble at the proper angular momentum, leaves a Bible of God dots

Chapters from the genesis to the omega revelation that your maker will come back for you, eh

Doors froze the soul, body expires but probably not until after your final gasp, be here today!

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r j j stephan, i

c. May 28th, 2020 AD @ 4:25 PM PST *OutMyColdDeadHands #OOMCDH MOLON LABE

{ Adventure begun today with my better 1/2, #NailedIt this AM, drafted this while jammin’ to the mighty #GeorgeCarlin link @ https://youtu.be/FVVo036N9OY & #AlbertWenger link @ https://youtu.be/t8qo7pzH_NM }

 

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#PreApocolypticRock @SamFish @SamanthaFish #SamanthaFish #Dolemite

APPLTREE HIJINX, ADAM’S FLYBYS

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, May 27, 2020

------- #BitchOnTheRun ------

Hey, they didn’t lock me up to stop me from playin’ music and writin’ poetry for good god fun

Underneath the apple tree of goods and evils that fill in the blanks of where you come for tea

Old and dead men brought me here to be with the other children of all Dead mankind’s guns

It’s a matter of time and space it runs the dozens in, He damned the dozens, yo #Dolamighty.

Punks tryin’ to get into the locked gates of heaven, we threw down souls to an apple system

Shouldn’t have bitten off the piece, couldn’t chew it without incisors, canines and molars in

Trouble without the happy ending that can’t come, impotent head and feet in puddles of mud

Who can find the secret of Nothing in particular, Everything in general, a blind men can see!

Darkness, empty of the burning atoms firing off the damns of God or the gods or the matrix

This here song remains the same melody & rhythm & pitch of claw hammers turnin’ the trix

Greetings from outer space’s planet of a dot in the black and blue, all gone at sunrise’s blink

Shakin’ woman walkin’ the bones up and down the sidewalks and roads to the suck & stink.

Nobody will save you and you won’t save anybody but yourself, on your own dam of the gods

Broken and repaired from the origin’s garden to the destination’s junk yard garbage dumps

See what I see and hear what I hear, understand the gist of the revelations, you’re all phqd up

Just because your mother and father conceived you, standing up on the comedy’s guffaw cup.

Aliens from other worlds, just this world in a BC, 2 millennia down, one 20th century clown

Naked apes in sheets, dresses, skirts, pants, blouses, shirts, socks, brown shoes gettin’ around

Cause of the light is an explosion of atomic matter, dark star full of a black light’s homegrown

Shakin’ and rattlin’ and rollin’ down the highway, lookin’ for trouble to keep it a silent sound.

Who says this to you or texts this to you? You will be in the suck of gravity in perpetuity, God

It is the atheist way to say the thing, the word and then deny what’s said, cancelled grass’ sod

Freedom from the gravitational collapse is impossible, the trick is to pretend you’re a legend

Story is that you’re feathers, skin, bones and a bloody mind in a numb skull’s brain, The End.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, May 27, 2020 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST

{ Drafted in an #AdamAndEve apple tree loop of Buddy Guy #WhatKindOfWomanIsThis from outer space on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/0zhV99Bvrgg }

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#Skinheads #Greasers & #Doopers @Stargard @Santana @FaithHill @JJGrey @MOFRO #HOMER

TAKE A KNEE, HOMER’S STARGOD

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, May 26, 2020

------------ #CompleteTheZero ------------

Still of the daytime when Mr. Sequestrate’s axe is present, hammer and sickle to pound hurt

Underfoot. underarms & down the side slab of ribs that won’t be BBQ’d COVID, DNA sings

Souls undergrounded, melted ice of northern and southern magnetic poles, dirty ball of dirt

If your mom and pop couldn’t tell you, what are you in for?... a mayhem without any inklings.

If y’all cannot survive the viruses and infections and we all die, that’s the way it goes #HAIR

It’s the nature of being human, all too human like you and I are, we’re all in this together, not

We’re all alone, single and solitary, nobody gets out alive and there’s no company to visit Bro!

Last gasp of gas, last two blinks and a wink, you have what you came for, nothing but the air.

It’s all due to the fur, the hair that we’ve covered our naked skin with, evolution of hot bones

Animals need it and plants do not, if your roots are in the ground of being, you’re hot to trot

If disconnected with fins, wings or feet then the Earth is your ground of being with iPhones

Flat Stanley’s imaginary place in space is what your mother left you, invented womb of her.

Bums and junkies that have always been on Earth, they are men and women, humans of God

It’s the handiwork of an almighty designer of DNA genes, this is what we’ve got, thank you sir

We ran but lost all of our breath and lost our way back to the center, back home where milk is

Fat, skinned and dressed folk, cocoa or vanilla, drunk on milk, ate birds, pigs, bats to be food.

People are the food of the gods, eaten animated memories of what you did while you lived life

No recorded history, they persuaded you when you were young and naive, God is the alewife

We all need the ale to complete the full circle, innocence to awareness of being and not being

At the end of the good times, a free bird attracts the end of It All, US, Infinity’s all or Nothing.

Sun never rises, it’s your illusion, your blind faith in things that are here, changin’ the blocks

Brothers and sisters of mine know but they can’t tell anyone but their own true self, we dead

It’s your great, great grandmothers and their own great, great grandfathers bald dead heads

This dumped on our heads, a crush of Beauty and Goodness, above & below the hard rocks.

I took a knee for the law enforcement to head off the chaos at the pass, it’s always comin’ over

Mixed up chronological orders of Time, scrambled the hand in the glove for outer-space lover

All of those homeruns blazing over the center-field fence had me going for a minute, swing!

Get the bat off of your shoulder, fight the heat comin’ in for a strike, here’s a homer! #Ding!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Tuesday, May 26th, 2020 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PHT

{ Jammed out of my face this AM while listenin’ to JJ-Grey & JJ Grey & Mofro on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/GPlucqNQu2g }

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#MemorialDayTripe #ThankYouForYourService #BrothersAndSisters #OORAH

FIDDLE, AXES, 88’s & A DRUMSTICK

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, May 25, 2020

-------------- #UTTERSsuck ------------

#Reopening is Everything, songs sung out from the grandstand, atop of the ground, star dirty

If you’ve decided that the human wisdom and knowledge of reality’s enough, boop, there it is

But there is an alternative to the nature of perception, to feel what you can’t even taste or see

Why do you think you know when you don’t, you can’t know yet your blind faith requires this.

Truth and Falsehood are one and the same depending on who says it, Timing is everything

Right before the last breath you take, just prior to your final heartbeat of blood to the blind

Wherever that is, wherever it came from, it’s going back to, the Void, the matrix of Nothing

Beating the animal skins tightly stretched between the wood and then steel, seizes the mind.

Girl Scout Cookies can be eaten or puffed up in smoke for a good or evil reason, alpha is OM

In a context of pure critique of Reason and Rationality in general, a tool for survival of Man

You are involved in the constant and in the variable, the equation is set, a perpetual number

X marked the spot, Y tripped the multiplication’s division, never subtracting addition’s fear.

Then you’ve got the gall to impose the analyzed concepts of the Dead Men, grave-site stoned

They knew where they were going before they went and now there they are, undergrounded

Some even spread out on the land and the sea, bone chips of your DNA, ash of rubber souls

Punks finally get their dues back which they deserve because they’re innocent, black holes.

Hungry for the good thing and the rest of the stuff that’s on a dinner table but not the blood

Satiated by the food and water, the solid and liquid but suckin’ in the gas, stuck on the mud

Improve the rage with a sublime smile, same one you got on your face in the casket of blues

I resent you bringing up the death of me and you per the laws of God and Man, I’ll kill yous!

Now, tickle the eighty eights up and down the scale, beatin’ bass, snare, tom-toms & cymbals

Word of the whole story from alpha to omega, a saga of innocent idiots pretending to be pals

None but the priests and nuns, ministers and preachers and monks, I mean none at all know

Reason why atoms split, why the drums beat by my mother’s house, is ‘cause it sucks to blow.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, May 25th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 8:08 Ante Meridian, Pacific Standard Time

{ Drafted listenin’ & watchin’ #TheGreenHornet original series (1st episode #TheSilentGun) with 💪bruce lee kungfu master💪 link @ https://youtu.be/aGlb1eHTeUU }

HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY - 

ALL FOR ONE & IT IS DONE!

#DeepSpaceIce #SoulBallsOfDirtyRocks #SignsOfLife

SCHEMATIC FOR EVENT HORIZON
by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, May 23, 2020
---------------- #TooHotForHighwater ----------------

Heaven’s archangels and hell’s angels do what needs to be done to things, plants, rats & bats

Liking it or not doesn’t matter one bit to the grim reaper who waits for your trippin’ footsteps

Punks or gentlemen, banshees or prudent nieces of Eve, fear ends it all, in a N.Y.C. moment

Preventing a a blessing from above or below, it’s your time to be dead, skull and 208 pieces.

Scales of vibrating strings and blown wind into a twisted vacuums of a T-Bird air force crew

Comin’ into the Savior, the Avatar of the plagued masses and materialistic paradises for all

In the night or the day, either way the spirit of the One bleeds the gold from the holy to you

Think you know better than the best, it’s what can’t be fathomed by minds of men in freefall.

Perfectly crude in expression of pity for your superiors, relatives higher than all snarky posts

All find their church going holiness and signs of the cross to show their comprehension of It

The dream is what you call the real world you toadstool, yet there’s still a fear of the unknown

Little girls, small cousins and their grandpas, party on in the name of the father’s holy ghost.

Out of your hands when you’re the piece of mind most of humanity disregards, you’re a One

Six came before you and then seven daughters before you, the 7th of the boys, a Seventh Son

Pain & suffering out of the purview of the master, it is what it is and it’s all good in due time

Pleasure and perpetual ecstasy without guilt or penance for the disobedience, I am the crime.

Series of strikes down the alley of ten pins, everything up and down, bouncing, curtsy to bow

Each other and the boundaries of the God perimeter where angels fear to go, nor the wingless

Alive for a moment, lucky for the most part for most of the ones who get lucky while senseless

Why don’t you take a flyin’ jump off of a cliff without a parachute? Talk ‘bout yo’ mama now.

by

r j j stephan, i * On my wife’s happiest birthday ever, my words not hers, LOLs!

Saturday, May 23rd, 2020 A.D. @ 9:11 PM PST

{ I’m the DJ to #Megamix of my choice on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/0fXk_JxBnUc }

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#NothingWeCanDoAboutIt #MarsHome #MarsSpaceship #MARTIANS #NoSnowflakes

CORONAL OSCILLATION, BLACKHOLE PLASMA

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, May 24, 2020

---------  #DeadInSeconds ---------

Presence of black holes everywhere around the Earth is an abstraction worth the high tower

Bounce high up on the board or just fling your bones off of the twenty meter tower of power

Intricate and infinitesimal as a dot as big as a mite and as tiny as a quark, take it for granted

If you dare, examine and analyze the powerful wisdom and knowledge of your acidic head.

Breathe in and breathe out the gas that you’re fortunate enough to be an adapted birdsong

Miracle that microbes refer to their ilk as human, all too human for the sake of the young

You and I don’t want to frighten the priests and nuns and the flocks of innocent minions

All innocence forced to become extinct with the enlightenment of abstract thought’s sins.

In the middle of nowhere, a rock of mud is absorbing cosmic black hole’s abstract shrapnel

That we live on top of a Black Hole which is really what the Earth is, don’t ask & don’t tell

With this planet being 4/5 H2O and 1/5 asteroid, we’re in for a graveside ride, Homer doh

It will come when it comes but it’s definitely gonna come, when you’re dead, you’ll know.

Let the Tsars and POTUS’ philosophy of life rule your very soul, disregard Socratic logic fit

Do not use reason as a tool to discover the Truth of the reason for Life on Earth, Eve stop it

If your children or friends attempt to analyze the concepts, belittle and punish Adam’s fall

You will be sorry if young adults become enlightened and discover work for pay, that’s all!

The atmosphere of Earth is so hot that it’s impossible to enter without becoming neutral

When you only want your positive and negative atomic charges to count, God’s the scrooge

Life of you and I and everything else alive, plant, animal, microbe, infinitely tiny or huge

Amorphous or in a form of beauty unhinged by the enculturated ego and id, I ain’t yo’ pal.

What I am is what you are and what you are is What, Space runnin’ out of Time’s third eye?

Check your P’s & Q’s and ask your intelligentsia grandparents what happens when they die

All that we are and all that we have is the System of the Up and the Down, Time is a matter

Origin of the Time, OXYGEN AND NITROGEN ISOTOPES retrograde spinning yo’ mama.

You are the matter in the solar system, it’s is a Big Bang you cannot conceive, wobbling blur

Gas giant in a primordial disc, Jupiter is one of the geek gods that drifts into Zeus’ queen bee

Primordial chaos of a bigger bang than you can imagine, ghost world of your atom collider

Now invisible, always there in the essence of the being, the grand illusion in perpetuity, me.

In synchronization and out of phase vibration of your nerves, animate your bones, you fool

Movement is an energy transfer, a resonance of your soul to matrix about It #mvemsunp

The moon of the Earth is not of the Earth, if you don’t comprehend, GTF back into school

Here’s a brief message for the ignoramous types, morons & idiots who can read, Love y’all!

Grand Tech hypothesis of cosmic plasma’s angular momentum, white dwarf corona slammed

Which is the normal status quo for the atoms and molecules and blown planet, God’s Sonny

Perfect as it always has been, differential solar rotation is the power, no race or color, no body

It lived, we all died, we lived, It died, a CORE of fusion, photon fission, divinity Is, damned!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, May 24th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 9:11 AnteMeridian, Pacific Standard Time

{ Concocted #Goldilocks out the #CosmicRay electrons & #FoodChain after #GammaRayBursts of solar flares near a sunspot, a billion tons of TNT from my #SnappyWiseAz listenin’ to the #FormationOfTheSolarSystem & the #HaloEffect https://youtu.be/48B4QtF5z-0 #WR104 supernova of mine!}

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