#DevilAndPretenderInMe #HehlAintABadPlaceToBe #ZipperJob #ZZTop #GrooveLove #ToughEnoughForYa

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DNA PASSION YIELDS STICK BALLS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, August 9, 2019

-----------#ToughEnough-----------

 

If you really want to know the yield up close and personal, you’ll need a phosphorous rock

To be or not to be a fission or fusion of the atomic structure is the material world’s livestock

Ruptured Time and Space due to fission and fusion on the planet surface or sea salted H2O

Creates the condition for an ignition of the fifth kind, UFO visitors curious about DNA germ.

It is what we all are, these sons and daughters of the God we’ve created from nothing, #Faked

Nothing more to do other than to teach the children well, in all of the tower of Babel tongues

Understanding nothing and curious about everything to keep you and your family safe, alive

Because either you’re in the way of stealing your property and it’s value, or killing your hive.

Where you live inside insulated from marauders who not only have nothing but want yours

Even though what you think is yours is really just something you’ve confiscated from the One

It is a claim to being first to come and first to be served by powers that be, Nothing too soon

We’ve got to do what’s necessary to avoid being sacrificed to the stars and a blue-ball moon.

We’re all tough enough for a few rounds with a heavy hitter or #SneakyPete type of grafters

Intelligence and awareness of being what indeed all of us are, lump of mortal fleshy boners

Ants and roaches are the crawlin’ and diggin’ denizens of a crowded piece of dirty harassers

Shovels and hoes ready to move the top soil into Super Nova mode, sand-blown ice to glass.

Punks of society comin’ out on the full, blue moon, howling near their parents’ portal doors

Goin’ in and out to find someone to absorb or at least take advantage of, broken golden rule

Do to everybody else what your mama and daddy did to you, they abused you, perpetual pain

From a stick or strap or belt or back of a calloused hand or foot-boot, y’all dead, straight up!

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r j j stephan, i *Header is a molecule of

c. August 9th, 2019 A.D. @ 10:10 AM PST

{ drafted in a remote viewing location, four cornered room, ceiling, floor, four walls and a sliding glass window, listenin’ to @TheFabulousThunderbirds on youTube #ToughEnough in an infinite LOOP, link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/EcXT1clXc04 }

FINIS

WWARD?

#OnBeingAliveOn8-8-2019 #PoleVault#16 @BruceSpringsteenRocks

MY EYE SEES NO APOLOGY, ET AL

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, August 8, 2019

-------------COVER ME---------------

Sip some chain lightening, farm to fork southern drawl now, all’s said n’ done when in Rome

Now and then you pretend your heart’s broke, chased away your #pride on my #island home

Where nobody but you can get close to, hotter than hehl inside there, time to walk the plank

Underwater there’s so much pressure to perform or be eaten by the evil fish in a shark tank.

Common neutrality to battles and wars between states of being a predator or piece of prey

Cuddled up or stored in a Bell jar, saved for a Space-Time of hunger for unspoiled foreplay

Always surviving the blackness of the holy nights until the planets move on to the light’s sun

My mojo and verve I got from my zygote, confirmed spermatozoa and ovum of DNA in a bun.

It is alright one way or the other, we’re gonna come and go whether we like it or not, god Am

Dug holes to feel the old bones from being eaten by hungry carnivores of taste, a royal scam

What is left after it ain’t movin’ any more? Poor me, I need a bunch of drinks again, I’m OK

I always get like this at 4:00 AM when I’m tryin’ not to see the Truth, whiskey glasses all full!

Double shots now, stay with me but you gotta hurry and finish this up, last call is a comin’ up

Bartenders are gonna hit us one more time, drinks strong and down the hatch, bottoms’ cup

To catch the puns and double entendres to complete the comprehension of the humor’s dope

Joke’s on you if you think this isn’t a comedy and tragedy of ignorance, Life’s hung on a rope!

Or was that just some bait on a hook to catch me when I wasn’t paying complete attention

To the matter at hand, the energy of momentum of the sound and sights of divine creation

Pink and brown fiddles gettin’ sawed like strings from animals’ legs and arms, rollin’ tunes

Beats makin’ your mother and sister get gone and findin’ someone elses’ wandering nun!

We could all use a little rain fall, bein’ so dry that one more day will bring the reaper’s scythe

Clouds are the cover for the burnin’ star’s fury with the atomic reaction of trippin’ hot myth

Force and momentum being the operating words of the function of the calculus, it is scatty

All is said and done by our final gasp of the solid and liquid, in gas, in a ghost, smile pretty!

Here’s what my grandpa taught me last Friday after 5:00 when he left as a fire smokin’ chief

Nobody gets out of this game, this play, this up-down life on Earth is eternal, it’s what we do

Keep it rollin’ right along, shut my mouth, good vibes now on God’s Time, scuttlebuttin’ reef

Nothing else to say or do, just wait for the end and see what it is, or not, cold beer here, fool!

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r j j stephan, i {JUST this old boy’s lovin’ muse, dog gone plum out of WORD! }

c. August 8th, 2019 A.D. @ 4:44 AM PST

{ drafted while prayin’ to nobody but myself, rollin’ in my Cadillac and playin’ music until the cows come home, from my lips to God’s ears in high heaven, head out on a youTube link @ https://youtu.be/OQcyXGAtRPo }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheChristiansGotAteByLions #TheJewsHungTheirOwnSonOfGod #MadeMeAMillionaire @SamanthaFish @BobSeger & #ShameOnTheMoonFool

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SKULLDUGGERY CHERRY PIE SKY

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, August 7, 2019

ssssssssss #ShameOnTheMoonAndYou sssssssss

1st of all in the middle of your despair, tear up the dragons resting place hopeful screen door

From the start to the finish lines, the race is on, I always win in the end, laggin’ a wild phloem

Clocked in the quarter mile and the mile and a quarter, it’s two bits or a sawbuck to a scheme

I never know but I trust a live wire stickin’ out of my rat cage’s four walls, on God’s 13th floor.

In any case, for absolutely no reason at all, there was a fall, a legend that it happened to God

As if...come on now, think this out, absolute power over the universe, the alpha and an omega

Just one thing though, there’s a higher power than the Divine One who rules our world’s gold

Nothing in the DNA other than a material fact, that it’s ACID in a form, alien to Earth’s fold.

It don’t matter when you come to The induced deduction, right place, tea time on a tight wire

To the rhythm and beat of the psychotic, irregular drum beats and tweaked tin plates on fire

Already gone before it appeared to my naked eyes into which the smoke wisped her all gone

It did not have to be yet it was and never can not be in the future, it’s impossible, be a pawn.

Inner function of the blood and oxygen gas pump, from sugar to water in forty nanoseconds

Fortunate justice for the ones who become the victim to the predators who live in the sands

Broken desert highways and on to entrails of the prairies and jungles to the mountain range

All of thee on the Nevada desert highways from #Sparks to #Tahoe, driven to be 4 wheelin’.

Where angels fear to go at any Time, in any Space, mankind’s fake homo sapiens take udders

Bourbon and whiskey make it all worth while until the tequila broke the tie, sea-salt & a lime

It’s in my future, black cows drunk in rapid succession, odorific #Navy Pier stockyard blunders

In a silent, cool metadata, amoral and apathetic young annihilate epochs of historical rhyme.

Our lady of perpetual longing for atomic resolution of the revolution between rich and poor

In a state of mind, One mind not a plethora of separate, isolated group of a memory #Bots

Compared to nothing at all, no sensation or agenda for the future, recollect the tied-up score

In God’s blind name, rule of law, asynchronicity of synchronicity, #Druids dream #Goths!

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r j j stephan, i #Skullduggery Skullduggery

c. Mercredi, August 7th, 2019 A.D. @ 4:11 PM PST

{ drafted listenin’ to Steely Dan #TimeOutOfMind & microHITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9rVmVIWChSI }

W.W.A.R.D.?