#Blues @Rhythm & #WarriorsHeroesDraftDodgers #RIPGHWB

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*POTUS41, GOTTA DIE NOW CHIEF!

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, December 3, 2018

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What you did and what is remembered and recollected by the not yet dusted history book

Where your legend is bigger than your wheelchair or your walker, it is time in space’s look

What you’ve seen is what you’ve gotten from the first to the last breath in and out the trap

A pie hole that must do and work with something when not chewing the fruits of the CLAP.

If you can’t believe that the death of the species is two steps away, VD being the species’ foil

Hundreds or thousands of millions, a star’s empty dollars, backed by silver & gold, gas & oil

Culture of your ancestors taught to the empty-headed corpuscles of muscle, a mindless sister

Gutless brothers, fathers of #War’s mothers, expletive deleted, Auburn god’s Dam scammer.

Take a knee and bow your head in honor of the sunset, just a rotation of the spin, it’s all over

A little more quick than one was led to believe, immortal life offered after this mortality lover

Honorable discharge or the General separation of the warriors from the wars, dead teenagers

Alive or dead but wanted by the living, memorial on a rock, scratched grooves, fired embers.

Poor, poor pitiful me, oh whoa is me, I am such an unfortunate ROOT of the tree’s branches

Leaves from the sprouts which produce fruit and nuts, ad infinitum as far as eyes forever see

Nothing left after the being leaves the bones, no proof of any after the facts in the Void of me

Compared to a being in ignorance, an enlightened being is Energy’s Matter of ‘for instance.’

Adam and Eve are the two at fault for this whole shebang of dreams in a burlap bag, not mine

Day and night repeat due to a wobble and spin movement, rotation and orbit, expanding dot

Invisible at first and then microbe by atom’s dead acid, infected with electric kook-Ade brine

You better take a knee, bow your head, close your eyes and peak at infinity, It is All we’ve got!

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r j j stephan, i

c. FREEZEMBER 3RD, 2018 AD @ 7:77 AM PST

{ written while listenin’ to the mighty @GettyArmstrong radio show on Talk 650 KSTE Armstrong & Getty A&G Armstrong & Getty #VirtueSignaling on line link @https://www.iheart.com/live/talk-650-229/ } 

W.W.A.R.D. ?

#FoolinAround #IAmMisbehavin' @ricoSacto #ricoSacto

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JUST SAY YES, IT DON’T MATTER

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, December 2, 2018 @ 4:55 AM PST

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Holding onto the dream, as long as you can when you know you’re onto lies of God’s Ponzis

Too fast to see going by, light and life are animated at light speed, pleased with lying Fonzis

Confederate soldiers and rebels of the Way it always is pretend it’s not that Way, you goon!

Freaks and animated corpuscles movin’ from underground caves to ships on sea and moon.

I know and you know when the show is over, it comes over you like it’s never been bygones

Men in the band of the High Fives and Low Roads, play and sing the dots and lines, bones

Underneath the muscles to move and the skin and blood to keep the thing happy, forever

Never going to get the Truth about the Nature of Being, origin and purpose to serve Her.

My mother, I could hold onto for just a little while until she dropped the baby free

Without the womb in a four cornered room with no food, no water for a bird or bee

Utters full of cocoa milk of everlasting, mortal life’s death, cycled, lapsed infinitely

Before the throne, the subjects are thrown to God’s living horror, placenta in a belly.

Nuts and fruits playing the games with or without all of the rules, night time’s One

Black and blue, reading the lyrics and shreddin’ the frets of a six string’s electricity

Makin’ the jumps from a Time slip to a Space ship, wet-dreamin’ infinite perplexity

Daughters, sisters, wives, lying FedEx Mail Pablo-Picasso in a azure-drenched sky.

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r j j  stephan, i  { *HEADER is @PabloPicasso painting called #SeatedWoman, be edified! }

c. FREEZEMBER 2nd, 2018 A.D. @ 4:44 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to some @KennyWayneShepherd #WhileWeCry Point Pleasant Sumerfest link @ https://youtu.be/R4T14P37eA0?list=RDew5-OhOIPcs & @SamanthaFish @  https://youtu.be/R4T14P37eA0?list=RDew5-OhOIPcs }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#AnyPortInAStorm @FrostyTheSnowmanJimmyDurante

CRIMEA, NO SALT IN A BLACK SEA

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, December 1, 2018

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About the greenhouse effect, Atlantis@citraraya flooding my memories, a Zeus’ recollections

Evidence of the mothers and fathers of our own ancestors, ones who who are #Mass forever

Underground and underwater, things get buried with the catastrophic climate fluctuation

Human arrogance commits suicide when fear of the gods rules humane, tiny mind of men.

Perfect intellect evolved from the cells of amoeba and paramecium, mitotic and meiotic funk

Big Bang, gods of a pantheon, an invisible One God, almighty source of matter and our drink

Floods to bury the bones and texts of dead books, tall tales of foreign blinkers, stoned sights

Awareness of asteroid belts, death of our ancestors, our gods, our dogs of another planet fight

Corporate Blind Faith to protect God’s naked apes, none dead but buried seven feet deeper

Above the evidence of the floods, the archeology of the culture’s bones and scat, a God killer

Constant ignorance, ancient knowledge of a ferry burial in a monster’s piece, stoned & deaf

Diamonds in the rough, here is a spark plug for you, a half million year old spark plug, WTF?

Civilization’s millions of years old, not thousands or hundreds, believe me, research my gold

What it is exactly, is a condition of the nature of occult perception of light, heat-frozen cold

Commingling of eggs and germination of DNA animation, trippin’ Jack Frost LSD solar Idea

Hindsight in retrospect, born a Being, monster of air, land and sea, it’s all about thee and Ra.

All back into the Black Sea where nothing floats and nothing gets to the bottom of my heart

Without light, without the salt of the killer ocean, bones and wood and stone break us apart

Just the facts of life are what they are whether you know it or not, forever is right now, here

Keep track of Earth’s bloody seas, dancin’ in darkness, born right here, God’s loathing fear.

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r j j stephan, i

c. FREEZEMBER Uno, 2018 AD @ 5:55 PM PST

{ DRAFTED while watchin’ & listenin’ to #UNPHUQINBELIEVABLE #ForbiddenArcheology on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/-lILRzj8Jb4 }

#WWARD ?