#ParticlesAreAlive #DeathIsIllusory #DimensionsOfSpaceAndTime #AtomAndEVA #DragParticlesOfHiggsBoson #GitYourOwnBoson

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 QUARK NUKES, INFINITE MATTERS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, May 8, 2019

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Here and now won’t be there and then but nobody comes back to review and verify at home

On the planet Earth or so I’ve been told and persuaded by the K-12 & professors of my butt

Put the key in the lock, twist and turn back and forth but it was tight and rusted tight-shut

Walked the middle road, one foot in front of the other, rollin’ life in a bag under a holy dome.

Outside of red dirt, eight miles higher than my friends’ enemies, my soul brothers and sisters

So I’m told, that’s where emptiness hits you in the solar plexus, drinkin’ twelve packs of beers

All are one and one are all, the three musketeers and the holy trinity trigger the swords’ fuss

Slices diagonally horizontal cuts until the pieces of flesh fall into medicated goo, stars dust.

Everybody wants to know what nobody will ever find out before they take their last breaths

Here and now won’t be there and then but nobody comes back to verify Words of God-men

Little minds in little bodies compared to the rest of the galaxy, a soul, indeed, invisibly seen

As a third eye’s disembodied spirit, nothing alive wants to be what It is, I’m all God’s deaths.

The heart’s the symbol of love but it disintegrates into atoms of matter, finally without reason

It breaks and bleeds out, pumpin’ out dreams of living, animated matter outed, a divine mind

Shots in the dark and blade slashes finish the hidden hit job of the massacred innocents’ skin

Fragile babies, decrepit skulls to toe, all of ‘em gotta go eventually, mighty God’s even Steven.

Down the rabbit hole now, jump in or you’ll get sucked in without your intent to groove, to fly

To the bottom where the core of Being exists in perpetuity, lights all out there, a rodents’ Ga

This is not a test, this reality from birth to death with a dream of nutrients for the mind’s eye

Is it real or fake? Perception, THE FORCE Nuclear gold, infinite weak atoms of Ma and Pa!

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r j j stephan, i { Neutrinos & Quarks suck weak FORCE with gluons of mass-less bosons! }

c. May 8th, 2019 A.D. @ 2:22 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to the scents and watchin’ the sounds of noise and silence drove me insanely normal, in trouble like everyone else on Earth, waitin’ for the hammer to come down & listenin’ to the origin of atomic nuclei, @CassiopeiaProjectQuantumElectrodynamics link @ https://youtu.be/KZ67q4pvoHI }

FINIS

#InvestigateNothing #BelieveAnything #RebootYourArse #ItsAShortStoryToo @JoeSatriani #ProfessorSatchafunkilus

GONE FORTH, FEAR THE BRAVERY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, May 7, 2019

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All you’ve got, grounds of your being here and now, starstruck ground, KingRichard A-bombs

In a whirl of Sanskrit and #ASL the word is that outside of the world as we know it, shaloms

Blackout empty of the gases necessary to provide aerobic and anaerobic respiration, ma and pa

There is nothing before and nothing after this thing, so just do it now before you lose dogma.

I’m not your relative nor your friend, I’m not your supervisor or the national conscience flow

Ring the bells and bang the gongs in front of the queen’s subjects, princess of America hobo

Pure evil momentum to overthrow the crown, the Empire of the Queen propped up by Dukes

Then there’s the non-Catholics, the Calvinists and Protestants of the queen, on the #downlow

Putting up the front for the world at large, whomever looks into a PrimeSeventeen SpyvsSpy

Lookin’ into everybody’s business like it’s nobody’s business, if you know what I mean, guy

Pertaining to you and my enemies and friends who know me and strangers who do not, chill

You have no choice now that you’ve come this far, before you’ve gone too far, back off the hill.

No controversy around my head, your head or the talkin’ head on the idiot box-screen’s waste

Silly rabbits still try to eat the Trix that they’re not allowed to even think about or even taste

Rabbit stew is what kids out of wedlock eat for a free lunch, holy, turtle burgers for everyone

We go out on the limb to fetch the furthest morsel to masticate and swallow whole, it’s done.

Put into the position of the leader or follower, each of us the descendant of alien amoeba ilk

Motivated to animate, run away from things that require foods, flesh, bone and vampire milk

You can always become an idiot as you were or you can remain elevated in your gym shoes

Over or under six or seven feet, that’s all you can look up to when you’re knee high to blues.

All two hundred and eight bones remain behind me, my zeitgeist dropped the load like lead

I knew it was Golden-Lead but it wasn’t the #Kryptonite my mama threw into a quasar head

In the Past this Present was the Future and in the Future this Present will be in the holy tent

Into perspective, nothing to #Fear queen, see the Prince-like signals, American King is sent.

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r j j stephan, i

c. May 7th, 2019 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ crafted in a cosmic halo, bent space & time galactic light while listenin’ to the Suits #DuchessMeghanMarkle #LongLiveTheQueen I mean future king (7th in line) American Royal... bloopers on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/DfCCpCyf8kQ }

FINIS

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WATCH THE CLOCK ROCK & ROLL

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, May 6, 2019

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If and only if you have the time, I’ve got the cache in a stash, down with it, sight blindsided

Golden ore in various forms of precious, elemental metal content in pure rat formaldehyde

Whether it’s Truth of the facts of life or the invented Lie by a deep-state spy guy, disguised

As a friend, a relative, a lover, an acquaintance of collusion, addicted to faked passes, I lied.

In or out of the funk, can imagine drowning in the quicksand of civilized discourse squalor

Lucky to be a free-spirit infused angel without the human DNA genome, acid deficiency core

Inside and outside of the being in and out of this dimension of Time, future and past all One

Nothing different to distinguish without the categories and forms of exasperation, it is done.

What time it is depends on where you are at the moment you ask, dimensions are variable

As the world turns around and wobbles on it’s orbit about the sun, I wonder if I’ve fallen up

Because nothing in my life appears to be in the down category, although l am below average

In an essential place to be this thing itself, to be me, be born decades ago in a cribbage cage.

Armed and dangerous to the bare handed self defenders who put themselves in harms way

To be or not to be for equal justice under the universal law of karma, do unto others et al

If nobody hurts or defrauds anyone, then there’s no need to worry about retribution but hey

Keeping track of the good karma I’ve stored, I should be Good to Go at heaven’s pearly gate.

Get out of town, get out of my face and that should take care of the problem of being around

Frequent flyer between flutes and the tom toms, I am runnin’ with the wolves’ silence sound

From Jersey to L.A. I change the Time of night ‘n day, living twice, skippin’ 208 bones apart

Dark black aces and eights, confused, abused dead man’s hands, sanctified my broken heart.

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r j j stephan, i *Header is one of my favorite artists Salvidor Dali and his #Stache - thx Sal }

c. May 6th, 2019 A.D. @ 1:11 PM Lundi

{ drafted while jammin’ to Bruce Springsteen #41SHOTS #HighHopes #HarrysPlace & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/rOPDhoZH91g }

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