P H I L O S O P H I A

Friday, July 12, 2019

#AlwaysBeMyFavoriteLittleBoy #OhMommy #KeepurBeechInline #DoNotEatMyButton

#TwoDieFor
PYRRHIC DUST-DEVILS & FUNCHIT

Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, July 12, 2019

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Stairs go up and down for us all who’ve become extinct due to the winning of the lover games

We all ate ourselves back to the origin of the planet, a supernova’s filthy ash and dust flames

Blazing light of the nuclear chain reaction you say, is starlight the verve of all matter and chit

Blind faith that Up stairs end either higher than I want to go, lower than a bottomless armpit.

Mercury, Venus and all of US here on Earth become the squirrel chit that becomes historical

Data becomes the squirrel chit from the ground nut eaters, climbers and chasers to recycle

The trolls and the mainstream media moving from perty purple-haired shades or bald punks

Filling up the empty tanks of bias with fantasies of the fantastic phantasms of holy, hot funks.

Smoked the fillers from the flocks dropped leaves of silver, gold and fur from the perty hares

Celebration of the Spring of the Earth’s tilted twirl, spinning and wobbling in elliptical pairs

Never alone, always with another lump of distant infinite mass in effigy because it’s all dead

Living and being alive is a dream or illusion of the Way, the narrow path you’re on to dread.

My fault, your fault, mom’s or dad’s fault that the love they made is the Life they gave the Id

Now, the beans are spilled and you’ve got a memory you recall that’s extinct, species’ divinity

Holy grit and grime to fill up the Void until Nothing is clear, Everything crushes the LSD sky

Get ready ‘cause like it or not, it’s coming and you’re going, mama told me not to come, I did.

Chat with squirrels and don’t say chit or chat about the rooms between the woodwork, I see

Now you have come to believe that you are like a meaningless piece of rock rolling to be free

Drained of water, we lick the drain where it all goes down to the grim bottom feeders’ room

Lions, sharks and one mosquito will all kill you and I if you let them, be very afraid of doom.

Apes on horses, we were, evolved into the men in swirling SUVs, jets, trains and hydroplanes

Now only the naked ones are out of the zoos and cages of the herbivore and carnivore chains

Fortune and the power of dust/rocks being flung at a sucking, erotic Void, annihilate my Ball

Beneath notions none of us can see, chit’s in baskets, alien black holes, holy balls in One call.

r j j stephan, i

*header is my alter-ego #StewieFamilyGuy at the foot of the stairway to heaven! }

c. Friday, July 12th, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to "Stewie Family Guy" jam @ https://youtu.be/EZ7eIKbmjwk & then a fantastic historical lesson @ https://youtu.be/TTzGBJhD-_g link to: “How Would We Know? - If Alien Life Exists on Exoplanets - The Universe and Space Exploration”

Sun/Fire

}

#FINIS

Thursday, July 11, 2019

#OnASlowRollHome #ForeverPromised #LetItBleedOut

#TakesTwoToTango

ROLL DOWN A NOTCH, SLOWROLL*

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, July 11, 2019

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There once lived a woman who took it all down a notch, slowed her roll and got this nothin’

Nothing to guess at this thing in front of our faces, our hearts and souls know #Hole e-Truth

Becomin’ One after being the Many from the first gasp of gas from an upset stomach, smokin’

Whatever you call it, an atheist or deist, same old same nothing itself, O #FakeNews forsooth.

Come along to this cyberstore without any stress, you don’t need a dime, the cappuccino Sin

Like salt water, the fresh water, frozen snow to the bottom of the Mariana Trench. #300 bowl

I did what I had to do, my father in heaven be my judge or not, my father may be deep down

Grounded where I left It, in the box, in the hole, below a granite rock, OMG “Holy, Slow Roll!

So, sundown comes, light of the day, spun around and goin’ up in smoke before you know it

Before the inevitable day on the court of the rock and roll, you play the game, break the rules

Check this and check that before you cross the street, the cars want to move over fish schools

Rubber and plastic, a little bit of steel movin’ forty miles every hour, a million miles a minute.

Pretend you just found out that there’s nothing after this rat race of people animated by God

Or the Buddah’s sleepin’ dream of the Many from the Oneness, downshift to Jesus’ holy grail

Not only was the twelve years and a day completed in a NY minute, but also I’m Chicago blue

Red and White left where mama & daddy couldn’t calm my punk arse down, I rocked, I flew.

Deep breath goes up in smoke because it went through my lungs and filled my blood with joy

From the top of the highest mountain dome where the lava blew out from the core’s #HotRoll

Time and Friction brought about the thing itself and the things that happen in Time’s employ

Rat race in the heavens y’all, I ain’t dyin’ in It right now, bitter downshift, I #SlowedMyRoll!

Deeply breathing in and out, gas is good, gas is good, keeps me and my truck runnin’ it down

Downshiftin’ uphill to go slower with the heavy weight of gravity, stayin’ above graves’ Papa

Way down for all of the skeleton bones, seein’ the xrays and cosmic waves aboves and belows

Inside and outside, consummation of Henrietta’s stress is outside A space-mind of yo’ Mama!

r j j stephan, i

c. July 11, 2019 A.D. Thursday @ 9:11 AM PST { HEADER is @HenriettaLeavitt #MotherOfLeavitt's “...discovery of a way to accurately measure distances on an inter-galactic scale, paved the way for modern astronomy's understanding of the structure & scale of the universe.” -Wikipedia link @https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henrietta_Swan_Leavitt }

{ drafted #TookItDownANotch while jammin’ to Brothers Osborne jammin’ acoustically #SlowYourRoll on youTube in a LOOP, link @ https://youtu.be/hfLnmPAeroA }

#BitterSweetBuzz

#InLoveWithTequillaAgain - #ButWhy?

W.W.A.R.D.?

Wednesday, July 10, 2019

#WarpedSpace #TheoreticalMetaphysics & #TheIIdiot professor of morons, #Space + #Time AKA - a cosmic-atomic eliptical orbit of GRAVITATIONAL COLLAPSE & spontaneous combustion {#BigBang} gave rise to LIFE ON EARTH 93 million miles away from #TheShadow #TheVoid #KepplerTelescope

ARE WE DEAD AND GONE?

Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, July 10, 2019

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There is only One regret when it all comes right down to it, that you can’t stay alive forever

Naturally beasts are mortal and die of hunger, poison or old age, they dig graves for bones

Buried so deep that nothing but a bulldozer could bring it back to the surface of burnt ash

Lucky to get a bit of the sky’s air in my lungs for a feeling like happiness, it’s alright, Flash.

No sooner do you begin to enjoy the ride than a man and a woman bring the thunder down

Makin’ out, makin’ love, makin’ bambinos for the bees and birds who like that kind of thing

Procreational random DNA expression from the cornucopia of faces’ whole bodies and soul

Here’s the condition you must begin within, a kind of quicksand to sink you and me in a hole.

Imagine this scenario, if you will, you are dying and can’t think of happiness any longer, bam

Now, you’re force to achieve stasis while in orbit around the blazing star, the sun of the Man

Turned out to be a crime mob busted after being contracted from a macroscopic royal scam

Whomever has gold or silver in their pocket, go bury it under an oak tree man, in a tin pan.

Before anyone knows it, life on Earth will return to the flow of the gravitational collapsing

All of the blind faith and baseless hopes and dreams turn into the static, sacrificial offering

Symbiosis with the matter and energy both inside and outside of the skeleton’s essence, Om

All there is, all there ever was is what will be, US, here and now, uncertainty, being in Rome...

#Theresa games to play to pass the twirl and wobble of the dirty ball of confusion, sweet Ma

I thank you wherever your beautiful spirit wandered in the plethora, oh mama, Time’s sweet

No junk in my veins or in my brains other than the logic and reason left by Platonic dialogue

With nobody but my shadow and your shadows left as your body entered/exited my #Meat.

Do not doubt me unless you’re prepared to be persuaded that your worst nightmare’s scum

Is the justice about eight miles high in the ozone layer of the planetary transit about Wisdom

It means that what will be will be but what comes around goes around, you reap what’s hehl

Don’t shoot the messenger because I’ve got more bad news, you have a need to know, do tell.

Inhaling one of my last hundred million breaths, I’ll not waste it on infidels’ heavenly omens

Just ‘cause I believe that I am livin’ on borrowed time without an expiration date to saddens

Nobody wants to go but not even One gets out alive in a body, rise to life in Spirit, sunny sent

If you believe or know what’s true, enjoy every moment, remainder, divisor and the quotient.

r j j stephan, i

c. July 10th, 2019 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ blasted out at the speed of light, stars’ AKA ExoPlanetas revolution drafted while being simply amazed in the #3shadowOfMars & into the #Space between stars youTube link @ 19KM/second link @ https://youtu.be/dXrvnToQadM }