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A NEEDLE IN OUTERSPATIAL VOID*

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Richard Joseph Stephan·Wednesday, August 21, 2019

 

A horse of course is not a horse if it’s a dead one, everyone knows the Truth in Seattle

Not because it’s obvious but it’s written all over the black hole and steel of Space’s place

Bringing the fire to melt the things and remould it into the fashion of the mind’s play

Up and down, where angels always fear to go, in the elevator that won’t stop going up!

Nobody’s absolutely certain to express the essence of this argument, pro or #ConnieMac balls

One of a kind opportunity to retrieve a lonly thought that rings true, rockin’ loons’ dumbells

Cryin’ in the dark because I let my heart break in two, let my holy southside get y’all drunked

Lost the One and Only, important for acid’s moment in Time and Space, DNA up n’ vanished.

On the fulcrum of the equatorial balance, there’s a wobble of the Earth, First Cause of a God

In a relative uniform, the empty Void is never full of the rocks that roll around Jupiter’s stars

Common yet unique to an empty 360 degree plane of wind, third dimension’s cubed spheroid

Amazed that self reflection is both probable and possible a fortunate, accidental boy android.

Warmed up brain and programmed mind to express the nature of a beast’s meaning of Life

Carbon burned, create a sun’s greenhouse effect on another rock that rolls fast as a fake wife

Burned in a baked brain, smoked and barbequed from birth to death, disappearing act of me

Mortal inheritance from the pops and moms, innocent, violent insemination’s Cosmic skree.

Bullets are metal and the velocity of the ejection from explosions of ignited mass, powder Id

Lights out and darkness’ power harnessed right here and now, my firestorm ignition, at War

Complete silence and utter noise intensity in unimagined frequencies and wavelengths offer

God in heaven, here and now, El Earth and everyplace except for an empty Void, Fool’s dead!

Gravity pulled destiny deep into me but it would not accept A gamma ray burst of NGC 4933

Punks seeing the Neutron stars collide and super nova into what is left of Adam and Eve to be

Astonishing heavy metal cosmic burn isn’t a universe’s #MO, Space-Time fade to a black cock

Gravity pulls the matter and energy into a corporate merger, violent takeover stream of Rock!

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r j j stephan, I *Header is the Space City ( Seattle ) #SpaceNeedle buried in the skyline!

c. August 21st, 2019 A.D. @ 4:44 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to “Planets Outside of the Milky Way galaxy on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/nTrR00kLOmU }

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#CrystalBluePersuasion #AlaskaIcebergs #BackFromAlaskaTourOfDuty #HighVoltageRockAndRoll @ACDC #JustTrippin'

SKIPPIN’ TRIPPIN’, MADD BALLS! *

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, August 22, 2019

 

Take a picture and it will last longer than a NY minute, an eon will pass underground fires

Counter the ice with the hot plastic and slate, your wild dreams can’t imagine funeral pyres

Of being all too human, there’s a finite trip from the conception to the soulless travel of gods

Matter and Energy in conflict, beings of DNA arose from a blown crock of teenager hotrods.

Adapt or perish, it’s the law of gravity and evolution of the fittest species to survive extinction

We are the ones who survived, we caretake the others, plants and animals, adapt to function

Motivation is to eat or be eaten, an edge given to the survivors who found peace on rare Earth

Not because of luck but an intent to be the good while being capable of being bad, even ugly!

Rivers run above and beyond, below the center of nowhere, a centered, empty hole of a code

Empty acid DNA, nothing but a Void of philosophical religion, to let war’s god-sun go brood

Teeth to eat and fire to burn, mortality of eternity a loving, innocent myth of mother’s lode

Inside the outside of where nothing but emptiness completes third dimensional cold blood.

Substantial variations occur from a man’s birth to his death, I don’t prick anything ‘bout her

My comment is purely homocentric, earthly unimportantly, a self examination of holy soul

Volts from the thunder and lightening sent to our gravitational pull, my mind got penetrated

By Nothing but electrons, neutrons and protons that I cannot terminate, I’ve a will to power.

Speak a language that can be understood by any human on any continent, seven or now eight

One under the sea that nobody other than flabergasted people ever become aware of, it’s Fate

Float on the ocean for a week and take a trip that you will never forget, unless your eyes failed

Sights and sounds of pure ocean H2O liquid gas being cut by a #Princess, north WA AK gate.

Saw neither hide nor hair of Fire, quit smokin’ leaf grass n’ Al Capone Cigarillos’ cooler stiffs

Just the salt in the air and the freezing August air of a Pearl of the USA, the deal of stoonads

Alaska where my grandma feared to go with her fisherman mate, my step-grandpa, Mr. Leff’s

Puttin’ dead food in the Renton, Washington ground, box buried six feet deep, 208’s gonads.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, August 22nd, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #TowerOfPower LIVE w/LennyWilliams leads on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Qy2NssFhs64 }

*It is no more complicated than knowing how and why conception occurs...just be the food! #Fate’s #QuantumMechanics #RabbitHole universe link @ https://youtu.be/TftGVf5345g

FINIS/CAPUT *sittin’ down on the corner of #Hollywood & #Vine writin’ the verse down on the thin blue lines, we cannot see between the lines, therefore your bones will return to dust!

#PiercedThroughTheHeart #BackFromKlondike & Skagway, Alaska #AwesomeGods #QueenInASailorsDream #CreepinUpTheBackStairs

ANTHROPOMORPHIC, ASWEET MARIA, GREAT GRANDMA*

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richard joseph stephan, I 
sundial says: 11:59 PM  Lundi AUGUST 19, 2019

In every manner of speaking, a memory and peace of mind brought back from the pasta

Gypsy little queenie from sunlight and grey sky Sicilia and from dawn ‘til dusk, sailin’ afar

Stolen away and given away simultaneously in a swap for passage to America, dog collar

Where I was born thanks to her and my mama, her daughter Salvatrese Maria, mama mia!

From the little I know, I was told second and third hand by smart, intelligent and uneducated

All in a family showin’ me how to speed through green lights, Saturday night, all hotblooded

For no reason at all, beepin’ the car horn or truck horn at the tin horns and little sister heads

Girls from school and the neighborhood farms and trailer parks, doin’ what we do into beds.

Tired and blown away from the traveling from Russia to California, listenin’ to drips of honey

Funk and the waggin’ knolls beckoning the bands bangin’ drums and steel guitars real funky

Middle of the road ain’t gonna git it when the rockin’ is needin’ to be done, face to my faces

Ready and set before you go, dirty deeds waitin’ to be done, good and bad, sometimes ugly.

Punks in the dreams gettin’ out of my way because they know I own this highway, say no mo

Pointed heads showin’ the way to heaven’s gates, music to my ears, I feel the beat of the plow

Pushin’ the black dirt into the furrow catchers of the hard and soft seed, white water in sync

I worked overtime for this, to get loose from the herd’s moves, burnt ends of a candle, on fire.

Rainbow rays from solar reflective rays smokin’ raindrops of hydrogen’s double oxymoronic

Drank wet-water of tables for two, set way in the back of the bar, my love under neon moons

Lost and lonely I fell down and sunk to the bottom of the uttermost echelon’s pit of tiny ticks

No way to know for certain but it appears, we’re already gone, here and now, phuqn goons!

Whiskey is smooth when it goes down because it’s from Tennessee, in twenty minute toast

Head’s in the iCloud for good, everything is backed up in case of an unexpected rig’s crash

Millionaires are not exempt from It, It will come and go wherever it pleases, day-tan trash

Beat up cars with four rubber wheels underneath me, rollin’ many toll roads’ line of crack.

Poked our heads out from under the leaves of ink and empty thought, to dig the logic’s dust

All that’s left in the black earth is the red dirt and the white buffalo, runnin’ into brick walls

Horns down, full speed ahead, from Detroit to L.A. and around Down Under bytes on a bus

Freaks and well adapted genomes of the DNA we got from a Big Bang, God does have balls!

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r j j stephan, i

c. August 19th, 2019 @ 11:11 PM PST, Lundi Eve *Header of this piece is a byte of rainbow!

*BACK FROM VACA- A WEEK & just returned from a #TRIP to Anchorage, Alaska & back on Princess Cruises ...all ya gotta do is put a drink in my hand, took so many pictures that my iPhone BLEW into the twilight zone!}

{ DRAFTED while listenin’ to #Springsteen #SmokeALittleSmoke #DrinkInMyHand & #HITS by Eric Church on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/dHlnBdpfJn0 }

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