P H I L O S O P H I A

Sunday, November 25, 2018

@JoeBonamassa concert last night for me, TODAY for you on the link at the masterpiece! thank you for playin' !!!

BUSTER’S HIGH MAN

Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, November 25, 2018

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I can only say that I am going to put you into a dream that you won’t believe is true today

How I am going to do that is for me to know and for you to find out, my mama used to say

My wildest dreams have come true and I am one happy hombre, you want to cause me pain

I want to return the favor and allow the pain to boomerang into your doorway’s foyer, Sin!

I do whatever I want and I trend on the social media of tweets and posts, allowing platitudes

To be my method of transmitting my sensational opinions regarding the nature of the beasts

Ones that you and I don’t regard as the first nor the last cause of the things themselves, dudes

And dudettes who pretend to know the Occult both here and now, near and far of the bloods.

In their own way of being, from the microbial to the ancestral and our descending x’s & y’s

Pricking your ideas with the pins and needles available in the historical record of the family

You and I dysfunction and propel the devolving of the genome, praying helps, it all dies

My way or the highway is the same way as every germ form of life, mama and papa lies.

Not out of the evil of the liars and cheaters you and I know, friends and lovers of the shame

Stick the branches and the roots up to the shoots of the stamin and flowers, xylem, phloem

Spectres of the books, professors, fathers, sisters, preachers, teachers of cultural roboscum

Put here and now, your choice and mine, ignorance faded closets into which the gods came.

Lose your teeth if you’re lucky when I knock them out of your mouths, all of yous, yeah you

Put the chip in the reader please, no swiping when you’ve linked to the web’s net, #JoeBlue

A show in the middle of a circus, there is no director of the actors on the stage without me

Cancer of the posterior anal canal where the end of the fuel deposits return to their maker.

Swept under the carpet where the angels fear to go, beyond Alpha Centauri, Venus & Mars

Insider trading of the matter and the energy fulfills fake needs to bleed on crimson carpets

For the sake of the humans who are not the food of the animals, eating men or all the pets

Options in small towns and big cities so that the rats of Earth never thirst or ever starve.

r j j stephan, i

c. BLOVEMBER 25, 2018 AD @ 3:33 PM PST

{ drafted comin’ back from #RenoNevada after the Joe Bonamassa concert last night, the band & Joe rocked the blues to the ground of being; link @ https://youtu.be/UIHF7Fyf16g }

W.W.A.R.D.?

Saturday, November 24, 2018

ON FIRE!!~Joe Bonamassa at the Greek 2018~Full Set

A GIG THESE EYES NEVER SEEN

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, November 24, 2018

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You and I remain silent and listen to the crickets rubbin’ wings and legs, heads-up my bros

In a concert of imaginary divinity’s whims, above and below, of OMG sisters, and so it goes

Out of left field in Deep Spaces out of black gold, Dead & Company, Golden State Warriors

Forsaken by Divinity’s conscious skies, damned Eskimos smilin’ at a T-boned igloo affair.

Pickin’ the melody and succumbing to the rhythm of the beat is All of It, all the red meat

On the baronesses of the trebles and clefs, inside and outside of the steady, staccato beat

Makin’ the males and females trip with the music of the band playin’ ‘til we all up and die

If you think that this isn’t a dream then what is It then, It ain’t my fault, divine, Great Lie!

Alive in HOT HEAT, everything in ashes from a world afire, son of a holy man’s faux #SPARK

Everything alive flash-died in a New York, Neva-Cal minute and there’s no bones’ DNA mark

Imagine lying down grounded, damn World around you aflame, became a burnin’ Fire’s reign

Hiding deep in the unconscious mind, screaming until infinite trauma shuts down brain.

A month ago, many people were alive and now they’re all dead in Hell fire of the Sun’s mind

It is a tragedy and a message for the living who survive the pain and suffering of man’s kind

If you think that this isn’t a dream then get a GD handle on what it Is, ain’t #FakeNews opine

Feel me now? Closed, shut down, a step from bein’ stuck in a nugatory Void, eyes wide open.

It is as complicated as an equation can become when you begin at zero and move left or right

On a line from point to point, random-turn caused this angle, beginning another line’s point

At my mother and father under the velvet covers of warmth and conception, a joke in a yoke

Evolution of a group of microscopic yinyang-isms simulated, this imaginary piggy in a poke.

r j j stephan, i

c. BLOVEMBER 24, 2018 A.D., Saturday @ 7:11 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to @JoeBonnamassa https://youtu.be/FDjVep9eNB8E }

W.W.A.R.D.

Friday, November 23, 2018

#LOGICAL #DreamingWhileAwake #AdInfinitum #ForYourMindOnly #BlastOffLaunch #NotLicensedForFlight #ConsumerAffairsGold #HashtagGold @DCA

FANTASTIC MATTER, SMILE GOD! *

Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, November 23, 2018

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Energy spouts Matter, the two forms of things in this world’s things themselves, perfect gas

Subjects of the action and reaction of atoms to One another, charged power, supernova blast

Movement, animation, friction to start the fire and the initial alpha explosion of the ZaZen

Completely out of intent and control of a Will to Power, no almighty in charge of Zeus’ kin.

Deceived no longer in Space of this present, open book investment futures are #undercover

Never completely destroyed in this universal custom of life and death, stars, point to human

Microscopic and macroscopic philosophy of Nature and Being, #SmilingEskimo, like a lover

Mating blindly to the #LastWord’s evolution, #StarStuff all divine DNAcid, god-reigned Man.

Free “Holiday Movies” for the #InfiniteGod we have anointed as the #Christos’ shack daddy

It is OK that I refer to the Origin any way I please, since in fact, #TheWord needs a caddie

This flesh and all flesh meaning our skin, our bones, our minds, spirits and our #HolyCow

Stop wasting the Time you’ve stolen from the safe place of heaven, Do What You Will, now.

I mosey along from pointless intent’s jagged line around the block, poor doves in a #robomall

But I don’t mind wastin’ my time walkin’ and lookin’ in windows, at somethings I want/need

Just what I needed in front of my eyes, unexpected momentary lapse of time starts to bleed

God’s gonna turn black without you, a plethora of friends fade, Hollywood’s meteor downfall.

Before long from the dawn of civilization and DNA cells of Matter, clones of Hydrogen, a ruse

Plastic and cement, oiled concrete in a salt water porridge of scalding, hot rhythm and blues

Danger zone’s both at the origin and the destination, Nobody gets out alive, death’s shambala

Carcasses’ bones, iced into hot days and nights, power of love insane, enjoy the cream in Ala!

r j j stephan, i *{ Nothing Burns Like A Star #California! Eagles flyin’ #Sonny n’ #Tree }

c. BLOVEMBER 23, 2018 * a wonderful #BlackFriday anomaly from the #Muse who dreamt well & is still once again, full of Carolita’s Lasagna! #LetUsMakeSomeNoise #ItsFriday