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TIMING IS ALWAYS EVERYTHING

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, October 10, 2019

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I have flown above your heads, it’s always been that way, the old third way, like the hard way

Counting the birds and snakes from the top of the pines, once in a while you’ll just try to stay

At the top of the blue sky where it turns black Space, too high to suck hot air, me or an insect

Expanding the concept of perception and comprehension of national consciousness’ intellect.

Back to you Joe Getty DF'rs and the Jack Armstrong shocking the monkeys’ rear, crimson red

Watch them sit upon rocks near the water, to be clear of the stench of banana, in a cave’s bed

Midnight until noon the night lasts halfway through a day without a Kantian care, losers lose

Busted in two and shattered into atomic dust at a Thursday Ten-Ten-Nineteen, lunatic ooze.

Now and then from day one to end of days for y’all, stooping old JamesDean’s climate change

Bingo scandal and the pep talks of the coach of the championship ball teams, wives’ trophy

Everybody gets a lead-laced lad on top of plastic with a brass etching, who shot the monkey

Nobody knows because a monkey is each one of us, not the dead, buried home on the range.

There’s an eagle in a human cage, leg chained to remain on the ground without any pool-cess

I looked and immediately wondered how to release it back into the wild, Lucifer stays abreast

Two faces have me, myself and I, we all have our power cut off eventually, now or later times

A gruesome movie at showtime near the box office of homers, a maximum cinema of mimes.

Planets with nothing to live for in the middle of spaced-out empty moons, a conscience’s cup

What It is and why it exists at all in the first or last place, that’s the philosophical mime, idiot

Last breath and heartbeat, oh you’re gonna get it alright, even if you don’t care, you’ll pay up

There is a price to pay for being Free, allowing you freedom to be far out is what it’s all about.

Comin’ in for a landin’ pretty soon, lucky you were able to stop me circling the half-naked ape

For even a moment after the daily dawn is precious, it’s all I’m gonna get, kowtow to heavens

Earth is all I know, I haven’t been anywhere else outside my atmosphere but then, gods’ vape

Bury the hatchet in the noggin’ of the mob boss who has no face, just roll, all sevens, elevens.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Ten, Ten, 2019, Jeudi @ 08:00 AM PST

{ #RestrictionsApply, this gem was snarked this AM out of the blue, gettin’ ready to bull doze the cemetery near the outskirts of the town, RioLindaOnline.com, the #Spirits are not amused! ... while listenin’ to Talk 650 KSTE Armstrong & Getty 0600-1000 AM PST link @ https://kste.iheart.com/featured/armstrong-and-getty/ }

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#FINIS

#CrossroadsDeadmenGhosts #SweeterThanCherries #SourGrapesOfWrath #GypsiesWinning

COUNTRY QUEENS & HILLBILLIES

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, October 9, 2019

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Setting with the sun that never, ever moves without me in the middle of the scrum’s scenes

Knowing that it will come again when we spin around in the circle of lowdown moon beams

Pertaining to the nature of the screaming Smiths and Jones, there’s a bitten apple core, it rots

Right down by the grounded roots underneath the star-dusted dirt, it’s always the GD robots.

Moving the DNA and the RNA like there’s no tomorrow, whipped up into a chaotic perpetuity

Princesses and kings move between the queens who keep the real 64 squares in a naked city

Dreams of the sleeping canivers and cadaverous shills of the days and nights, evolved wobble

Orbital orientation to the other rocks that roll around in stellar control, dig it, spade & shovel.

Mercury to the outer path of electron-like Pluto, outside geek gods Saturn & Uranus’ Neptune

To reboot your flash drive and download your two hundred eight bones into a funky raccoon

No need for a disguise because nobody can see the nocturnal vermin, I think I’m a One, done

For the sake of the genome’s survival in a finite environment, DNA copies species’ extinction.

It must be true if it cannot be false, there’re only two ways of thought in a vacuum, Hell bells

To be or not, to survive via consuming matter or to become lifeless, stone dead skin and bone

Air of the gas mix, nitrogen, oxygen, hydrogen, helium, atomic molecular structure, well done

Mortality’s inductive deduction of logic’s reason, lost forever, out of gas, black hole of angels!

Born down the road apiece from The Lake, the southwest side of the pond, the greatest One

By the second city next to the Big Apple back in the day, now turned into just another godson

Of the fathers who founded the place of Bad Smells, it is what it is, dead fish for me and yous

It happens when fresh water’s poisoned by the penmen and pretty women, singin’ holy blues.

I could be goin’ down lower than the center of this Earth but ain’t nothing t’all to it, empty set

There’s nothing worse than rolling stones with nowhere to place the rocks but at Hades’ gate

For the infinite twists and shouts of the myriad of communistos in a plethora of bums’ regret

She’s from Georgia or Alabama or that Florida peninsula, maybe a Mississippi hippy, my fate.

Shakin’ and bakin’ in boots I wear every day from dusk ‘til dawn, dippin’ toes in a dead pool

Because I can and I always will be able to breathe in and out of my skinbag of hot flesh, cool

Fortified country queens of the barn dance and the dubious hillbilly hippies, above and below

From the north to the south, east to the west, in and out, all around back and forth, low blow.

It is what you’ve heard and accepted as nothing unheard of, highly probable possibility score

Grand slams and shut-outs, field goals, runs, points, shots and scores of the all-star’s two for

Always free to move about the matrix from one dimension to the other, mind blown so easy

Just a tiny nudge from the space of the place you’re lived, straight up, you’re Queen Hillbilly.

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r j j stephan, i

c. ROCKTOBER 9th, 2019 A.D. @ 5:05 PM PST

{ my laptop NOW fixed by the #GeekSquad specialist Justin Hobson but not the actor, just a genius geek from #BestBuy & drafted this Master’s piece while jammin’ to #LIVE Allman Brothers Band on youTube #Soulsine & HITS LINK @ https://youtu.be/aE1lsCA-y-o }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MostYouCouldHopeFor #MeMyselfAndAThirdEye

ON MOONSHINE, THE WOODS’ BAR

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, October 2, 2019

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Pretend that it’s fine and dandy to lie and cheat if you’re not under oath to tell a pledge

Nothing but It or it would be falsehood data to be reckoned with and we got an attitude

Nobody will fight for the right to freedom from oppression and my indentured servitude

Perfect pitch and a swing of the little sling blade, sharp slice of a climax, a cutting edge.

My opine makes as much difference as the sewer water trivia dumps into the H2O riverlets

10,000 lakes or just one or none, one way or the other, it’s all you’re gonna get y’all a pup

It’s a matter of the fun and games we’re playin’ with all of the cold beer and hardened spirits

From Chicago blues to a Mississippi roll, a teenager says, yes sir, no mam, moving on up.

Dummies in love and intelligencia in hate, everybody declares there to be a Man way upstairs

But there ain’t any, there’s nothing outside of the realm of here and now, read all about bums

It ain’t my fault that I learned how to read and talk, how to communicate with the deaf, dumb

Paid out of Tennessee because I loved being in communicado right outback of the lion lairs.

Moved the boxes and letters across the skylines in the 80’s, 90’s & 00’s without jet lag, Fedux

Love Memphis, Sacramento, Chicago and yeah, even Biloxi, Mississippi, where nothin’ sucks

A trip from the LSD to the double crosses over the Pacific back n’ forth to the Far East, OMG

Rainin’ poundin’ storm on a tin roof over my head, in a hooch, high and dry gale’s all stormy.

It is where I died in the middle of nowhere for nothing at all, just to insure the lives we live

From Maine to Alaska, Hawaii to New Jersey on down to the Bahamas, we moved, we thrive

Black and white writing in cuniform on the wall, the gold of the ancestors hidden in the open

Just a diversion but an adolescent thrust causes, love, hate or revenge, drownin’ baby ocean.

Go ahead and lie about telling the truth, badboy called wolf and drank a six-pack of near beer

If you don’t, you will be the prey of the predators who live and pretend in your cities of hoods

Even if you have no idea what a “hood” is, it’s still the HOOD, roots of strategic Cryptic Blood

Happy hour shots of whiskey with miscreants who failed tooth n’ nails, bar’s over here, hear?

Mary left and little Carrie Ann came into the heart/soul room beside my conscious con game

Meant to be or not, it is what it is and it ain’t what it ain’t, obviously, the Truth’s simple, come

It’s all there is, the climax that makes the genome’s DNA multiply into the infinite whirlwind

People’re animals, they’re snitches, right? Not all animals are people, human #ringers all sin.

Here’s a gem you’ll need to remove your ignorance from your children’s minds, top diamond

It’ll shine the light even after you drop it down on the ground for One to find, under a hot sun

Laws and ordinance go together like cream, sugar and coffee, it’s either paradise or hell fires

Waitin’ to burn every something, invisible stoned-rock, smokin’ pine blown, high BBQ pyres.

Bon fires down the dirt road down by the riverside, full moon night waitin’ for the police’s kid

Boss of the Sticks, threw the gasoline and whiskey into the party and we burned ‘til the dawns

Pretending pleasure and business mix into the hodgepodge, the menudo of the busted pawns

Feeling’s understood, smokin’ twisters, drunk on throttled sunrise in jars, FRIED in the skit!

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r j j stephan, i

c. ROCKTOBER 2nd, 2019 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to Good ol' Boyz Family, Bubba Sparxx, JG MadeUmLook #GoodOlBoyz #CountryToTheCity on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/PEf8Q-sYDwI }

W.W.A.R.D.?