#PawnShop #TakeItDownForCash #ricoSacto @ricoSacto #BreakinEven

DON’T REMIND ME, GET OVER IT!

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Richard Joseph Stephan·Saturday, June 22, 2019

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Keeps ships and boats afloat, essence’s despair, a sea of May’s daze, circular round rock made

Before the water, it was a rolling unequal, random cracked piece of the wasted gas on the fade

Atom by atom, breath we breath dissipates into an empty Void, atom’s eve, blood orange slice

Cut deeply down into the flesh, sliced the muscle and the bone, down to the train-soul place.

A second or a moment from the insider’s philosophy, the unknown is withdrawn back to hide

From the things themselves with a will to power, a destructive matrix mood, a superego pride

Felony or misdemeanor makes no difference, the Bad used to be the Good mating with Ugly

The whole world invisible yet indivisible when being One standing still, black hole sun, holy.

Brought the fun and games after the fact, lost rules from the start to the end of a sorry game

Chess, Parcheesi, Sorry, Cards, Dice, betting on chance odds against winning for fake fame

Announced names of the winners and losers happens right after your number overcomes up

Tornadoes to tidal waves, heat waves, surf waves of the liquid gas, solid gas and gas of One

That which everybody needs and wants by a fortune of birth in cultural relativity, well done

To the habitat survival when killers are everywhere, rats to wild cats in viral weather raids

Tornadoes to tidal waves, heat waves, surf waves of the liquid gas, solid gas and gas of a One

Rain climbs back to the edge of Space-Time-Gravity forces the fall from sublime-love, fades.

Rubbing sleep out the eyelids, seeing the clear light shinin’ in the darkness, nobody’s a comic

Memory to remember what nobody is allowed to forget, a reason you’re ma and pa blew DNA

Just because they thought each other was pretty and humane, ennui downshift into orgasmic

A Made-Woman, little queen of the hive inherited the honeycomb of the #AllTooHuman way.

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r j j stephan, I

c. June 22, 2019 A.D. @ 3:33 PM PST

{ DRAFTED while listenin’ to Brothers Osborne #GreenerPatures & HITS gittin’ down on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/QYUueLleDpQ }

FINIS

@JoanJett @ZZTop @MidnightOil

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POTUS’ MADEMAN @RUSHMORE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, June 20, 2019

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Begin at the end, where angels fear to go my friends, A MAN was born to reverse engineer US

New men and old women trying to be the olden ways they’ve been since their diaper day trust

Where the games get played and the citizens play on one another, a real man comes to stop it

Morons and idiots triumphed to the 535 members of our “Homeland Security” in error, F me!

Fortunate or just opportunist matters not one twit, not one tweet, not one post on a face tome

Washington said, if you wake up and you are #POTUS in the #WhiteHouse, you’re The Man

Every POTUS from the first one to the present one is the top dog of the military generals talk

MidnightOil619l burns brightly until it’s returned to the #312, prepare for home’s long walk.

We need wants and desires of the people to coincide with the founding fathers’ freedom force

Aliens are anyone who was not born and raised in the USA and the citizens of the world ARE!

They cannot depart their own country to come to the USA unless they are SENT by the CASH

Sealed borders, north, east, south and wild west will change the tragedy of the Trojan Horse.

When the food and the water turn into the refused and recycled human autoimmune wrecks

I will pretend that you are not an idiot or a moron as we all induce/deduce conclusive specs

Agreement is not required by the Earth’s wobble, revolution and orbit around a Holly Wood

Asleep in a terminal coma, divine and all too human, supreme bill of rights, we’re #AllGood.

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r j j stephan, i *When the generals talk, you better do what they say...” - The Midnight Oil

c. June 20, 2019 A.D. @ 4:20 AM CST

{ drafted for #Reelection while listenin’ to #MidnightOil on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/mqP61lGsXOM }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#IFO's #FuFighters #WeAreThem #SpaceTimeWarp

#NEVERMORE : THIS HERE STUFF *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, June 19, 2019

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My pop, my progenitor, daddio, my papa, to me he was the Big Man, down to the core

Cousins, uncles and friends never got close to the essence of God, which to me is Pops

Looky here now, he started my life with mother’s conception, I am here in the out door

This is a sort of mental syncopation with the solar system, galaxy and universal #hore.

Bombing means winning my friend, let us get the terminology straight up, pour another

Jack Daniels always opens the mind to the Truth, it’s naked and well formed my brother

Don’t let the little or big sisters or their mothers persuade you into the vortex swirling

Straight down to the center of the #Singularity you’ll go, without intent or will, #Nothing.

Don’t drive when you’re drinking the kool-ade of your mothers, fathers, sisters, eh, anyways

They all know nothing more than the least of the bums on the corners, under toll & freeways

Do not play with me in this sand box if you’ve no pail or shovel, my hand can wave my glove

Begone Satan, bad guys of terrifying parents who punish with war and violence, peace-love.

Now then, back to the Void of outerspace outside of this planet’s surface, a world’s torso

Words to flesh out the argument will not only seal the wounds of the unknown but also

Provide hope for something more, not Nothing, nothing at all, OMG the look on your face

Total stasis without being moved at all, sitting and standing, being in One place in space.

In all fairness, nothing is fair in the middle of Space and Time, #RelativITy spec & gen-ers

It’s a unified theory of the nugatory which is all there is including your foodfat-full gutters

Where the sea and dirt of the seeds are transformed into the cosmic dust blown tiny bytes

Computer data, soil of the ground, dead stardust we are, it’s very fine, my divine insights.

Stop. I ain’t your mama, I ain’t your daddy, you are the orphan, the fool, the monkey meat

If you don’t wake up before your surprise death of your body and loss of your soul, it’s defeat

You and I and everything alive came here to survive the holocaust of the worlds’ end game

Annihilation into a Singularity, gods, angels, devils, good, bad & ugly, aw, ain’t it a shame?

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r j j stephan, i *WORD from A Singularity-In-Your-Mind, - Ravenpoe Photography

c. June 19, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST #Mercredi

{ drafted while jammin’ to The Facebook Church of Armstrong and Getty on the i-Heart station of mine, link @ https://www.iheart.com/live/talk-650-229/ #NationalAandGDay }

W.W.A.R.D.?