P H I L O S O P H I A

Sunday, April 28, 2019

#WhatsTheFunkinNoise #DoomAndGloom #BoomBoomBoom #VoidOfYourMamasWomb #BabyWontYouDanceWitMe @TheRollingStones

DEADMEN DAM, POORMEN DOOM*

Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, April 28, 2019

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Another #DeadMansHand I drew when I was drunk and insane at the card game in my room

Who shot another idiot in my tent, chucked ‘em in a putrid rice paddy, left doom and gloom

Idiot had six kids and two wives back in the states, he tapped death on the shoulder, bit him

Should have just walked away and pretended to be the loser that he really was, lights got dim.

Queens left home, 10,000 miles away, give or take a kilometer, spoiled cabbage boondoggle

In the air mixed with the banjo ditch dirt of the ignorant masses, same faces, same old stone

Bone structure of the head and face matters only to the misanthropists who screw apologists

For the darkness observed outside of this planetary dance with the sun and moon, all alone.

Nobody gets out alive, teen boys swiggin’ and spillin’ in the woods, nobody’s a zombie to fear

Casey Kasem contributing darkness to the doom and gloom, music of bombs ringin’ her ears

Forever at the bottom of the holy holes can’t be denied, even inside-outside holy-men fear me

Complete, utter denial and ultimately surprise at the end, eyes wide opened, lips agape, finis.

Funky noise trippin’ me out, comin’ out of every mouth on every street of every speck of dirt

Whatever it is, whomever you turn out to be, in the ended role, the part you play in the skirt

Or on the side of the road with blue jeans, barefooted and broken, need a ticket to ride mode

Blown funk away from my #Darkness, #DeadMansHand, dance with me maroon, Sexplode!

Lookin’ for a dance with me must be a fate worst than death since I am an invisible party of 1

To be found on the ground or in the air, above or below this and that, one substance category

Forms, shaping the DNA in sea water, salted dirt or Hydrogen-Oxygen gas, things I can’t see?

It’s all a PARTY of form, check the garbage dumps, the cemeteries, head explodes all the fun!

I got what I paid for since I got this entire experience for free, liberty to live or die with a buzz

Free Will and Free Choice just a matter of speakin’ the Truth, that You are All there ever was

Sober, drunk, slave, queen or king, all bleed, all become corpses, maggots, exceptions? None

Neither First Cause nor Last Effect explode #Darkness’ doom and gloom, y’all go & have fun!

r j j stephan, i { *out of water, eatin’ dirt on the side of ‘Roselle’ road, by a RR track dump }

c. April 28th, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ drafted while in a loop listenin’ to The Rolling Stones #GloomAndDoom in a loop, link for the real-time torture on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/tEOYp-FQ9iI }

W.W.A.R.D.?

@TheRollingStones #DoomAndGloom

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Saturday, April 27, 2019

#OilOfAphrodite #CosmicDebris cures your asthma too! @DoobieBrothers take ya to #ChinaGrove

WARP JUPITER & QUASAR@M87 *

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, April 27, 2019

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#NeverForget your star’s watts #SuperNova, cosmic dust, charged so significant, straight up

Inside of a #BlackHole, I collapsed a Hydrogen bomb, 5,3 Yatowatts of cosmic goop, dear sir

Nothing could be further from my mind in the morning for my size #10 combat boot seal fur

Submerged my consciousness into NYC union concrete & steel, 200 kilo-deep end soda pop.

In a New York minute, it all came down, out like a light, supernova eclipsed my orbit, friend

Dreamed that the astronomical wisdom would explain the empty, blind faith’s survival blend

Northern or Easterly, the wobble and spin of the territory Alexander the Great just left to me

From his father, Phil of Macedonia, life’s death visited every skull, star-dust is danger debris.

Hard to believe the incredible, unbelievable but be that as it may, the nuns forced the hunt

Feeding the hunger to know the reason for being alive here and now, in a matrix of occult sin

Responsible for being innocent at the origin and the infinite, invisible destination’s existence

Inside my brain, out of my mind, out of the Earth’s influence, football’s are for feet to punt.

Shredded the frets of the axes and wobbled the revolutionary orbit, descended in #FakeNews

Never to ascend again out of mire and the muck, in your and my field of dreaming the #Blues

Ordinary giants and midgets, macrocosm and microcosm of the Nucleus of the Singularity Id

Event Horizon sucks my Space back to Nothing you can avoid, God-damned, cosmic Jupiter.

Planet melts, disintegrates into It, consumed by Nothing, on Earth with the monsters’ hunger

For the flesh and bone that doesn’t know the danger of being eaten by savage teeth, disaster

End Jupiter’s dream, humanity’s local asteroids, end of days to supernova black hole plays

Black hole Cassiopeia’s gamma ray burst, a comet, Issac’s and Albert’s great escape, today’s!

Angular momentum becomes the acceleration I needed to approach the speed of light’s state

Invisible to the measurements of tools of the organism, unknown sights seen is what you get

Environmentally in the center’s violent universe, x-rays become what magic animates the pet

My fault’s the fault of those who began this #Fall above & below the nature of this checkmate!

r j j stephan, i *header is a 9-11 lucky shot #ConvectionDustDevils

c. April 27, 2019 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ drafted listenin’ to the “Space Discovery Documentary” #CleanOffSolarPanelsDustDevils #MostPowerfulForcesInTheUniverse link @ https://youtu.be/u_xu6OP8uGI }