#ricoSacto

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

#PerfectPitch #PerfectGame #BettyLavette #ChetBaker

ABOUT A #HEAD, BRAINS’ BLOWN!*
Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, April 21, 2020
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Remember if you can, 1950-1965 decade and a half, be alone, easy now mindless, remember?
Part of you is ignorance and that is the bliss you have in your soul, recall which boy’s for her
‘Round & ‘round, ‘til your backside’s inside your corporate employer’s red turn-coats, we blue
So deep purple, ultraviolet & infrared up inside Holy cosmos’ rock full of H1 hehl too, foofoo!

Behind the screams of joy and desperate scraping of the bottom of the barrel for the bastards
They all were born in a test tube of muck and mire, your mother, your father, sister & brother
They all lost the Joy in the middle of their quest for happiness or at least the avoidance, Pain
Suffering ain’t the way, save yourself, save your life in a Bell Jar with a Bell Curve of disdain.

I ain’t the One you’ve been lookin’ for, pass on by as if you got blinded by black light, it’s mine
White light blinds you but you can see in the darkness, I am all there is in the Void, only me
The way it’s always been, the way memories flow through the riverbed of a skull, crossboned
Treasure rollin’ downstream from the mountaintop of snowbound love, no secret, we rocked.

Stoned out of the mind of the creator of my specific, a particular midnight in California highs
Freezin’ in Sierra Nevada’s range of exploding starstuff, all of us, all of It left in frozen thighs
Where your mama and your grandpas walked on the burnt stardust, a Supreme’s fund hedge
Punks in hell, in charge, ignorance pregnant with idiots, morons leading over to a cliff’s edge.

Chickens, pigs, sheep, cows, bats, eat them all and shat them out into piles of silver and gold
Mentally disturbed for the sake of mankind, it’s doomed to go into a snake’s grass to get old
Layin’ around in the mud, the blood and the beer of Hamm or Schlitz, Germanic hops’ water
Alcoholics love to be high and drunk because it’s better than deep depression, failed survivor.

Smoked, drank, ate the living once the things died or got killed, fired up, handy hunter apes
Killer of the troupes’ future manure to keep the world revolving, orbiting, smokin’ the vapes
In a pipe or in a paper, either way the leaves of the trees and bushes, are Medical milk-teats
One or many, pawns got no special way to know, it’s all in the akashic records, forget about it!

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r j j stephan, i *Do Not Worry About Me I Got My Memories - I LAVORI DI BETTY🐢 Lavette!
c. Tuesday, April 21st, 2020 Anno Domini @ 2:22 Ante Meridian, Pacific Standard Time
{ Jammed while listenin’ to #BettyLavetteMusic I LAVORI DI BETTY🐢 concert at the #EFGLondonJazzFestival Ronnie Scott's Jazz Club on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/2dx_Nk1Jv4c & @ChetBaker #Strollin link @ https://youtu.be/lpGpndN4q5U }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

Monday, April 20, 2020

#FourTwenty #420 #WTH #ItsYourThingDoWhatYouWannaDo Eh? #ItStonedMeToo 4 2 0 #ThingsHaveChanged

4:20 UNDER A STONE ROLL SIEGE
Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, April 20, 2020
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It is an Alpha and an Omega just for your edification, don’t want to frighten you into oblivion
Right here and now, it’s all a matter of who of us whines loudest for fake alien viral infections
Before the TV and the radio voices comin’ from an alien’s form of electronic system of gadflys
You would have no idea that people all over the entire planet Earth get sick to death, she dies!

Just like your ancestors and descendants you will become extinct from the R & R hall of fame
A moment prior to the last day you and I will be alive, we will all recall this live, evil congame
Confident blind faith in the unseen, superman master of the universe will lead to a BBQ feast
Empty of things and the very definition and essence of Nothing itself, it’s Nature, The Beast.

From any angle, acute or obtuse, either way it’s less than 180 degrees or more than the One
A degree is more than paperwork from schools private and public, degree means you’re done
Warm spot in my heart for my alcoholic brethren on empty, thank God for #7-11’s artichoke
Paper products, chicken eggs, got the cow muscle meat & slabs of swab tested pigs in a poke.

To eat & work, to pay the rent, to be or not to be, that is a question I’ve eaten for 3 on a dime
I know, I know that it’s a matter of time and for a simple mind like my own, very little time
Notion of the Truth given by the philosopher that chomps on Noam Chomsky, man to notice
Shorter much less than Plato, Socrates and Kant or even Karl Marx, he’s real, a #SoulOnIce.

Wealth’s corporate power to masters of the golden ivory tower of insane Noam chump clowns
God danged and put your megalomaniacal philosophy bytes of blaming masters’ slave peons
Debate between ignorant fake-minds which got flushed down clown outhouses of extinct sons
Fossil fuels, bank philosophers’ hopelessness, #Fakenews caused extinction of our species.

What are you talkin’ about, what do you mean, there’s a man you think is reasoning, my son?
How many idiots does it take to make an Ethics of God’s command to the queen-king chimps
Calling the great men bad men and calling their own kind of men, the bad men, a great One
Internet fabrication of a lunatic, an idiots friends, morons eat the datum of chimp chumps.

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r j j stephan, i
c. Monday, #420 April 20th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AM PST
{ Pure Void evaporated onto this illusory page while listenin’ to Chomsky reveal his lack of counter-intelligence briefing attendance, regarding US Security Systems listenin’ to a scholarly presentation & then, when I could not bear another moment of the blather to listen to #WARtheBand #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/q3FimSlvVT4 }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?