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W.W.A.R.D.?

#ProtectTheSun #SonnyBoyRocks #ripPOPS #AlbertRichardStephan

MY HONOR TO HAVE SERVED

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, November 4, 2019

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Don’t look for me online, I ain’t there, I’ve gone far from your pens and cursors & ‘69 hotrods

Let me remind you of the consequences of sending boys to high school then off to kill the Evil

Invaded a land of other men and women and killed them in the rice patties and a jungle devil

They were shooting and killing us just because we showed ‘em with #FirePower to kill gods!

Odds are you know nothing about the thing at hand, either you’re already dead and gone, kid

You may be recently educated by the #NewMath and #NewHistory of civilization, I’m stupid

Theme song for the Time and Space right here and now is coming from the heart, ball to play

Showered with #AgentOrange to kill the jungle foliage and the young men and women DNA.

Saw the trees, slice them into 2x4’s and toothpicks to make human life, more Eco-friendly me

As above, so below, nothing around Earth’s space but emptiness and zero gravity, yet we see

What it is exactly, atoms, molecules, water, elements of minerals, gods’ essence, I’m skeptical

Thank Ferenc Pápa and the chosen ones in the #GlassBeadGame, this is no game? Oh well.

It’s the matter of the energy, it’s Mass of the things themselves, effects of mama’s First Cause

Immortal Being yet unseen and still everywhere, invisible to humanity’s eyes, It’s a Big Boss

Thinking and contemplating was never meant to be a human adaptive feature of evolution

It’s an aberration of the survival pattern, the keys to the Way inside the door of perception.

Attention! Forward March! Halt 1, 2! Boots banged into combat, grounded in original sins

You blame innocent babies and pass it on from gene to generation, sins of my mothers’ kids

Desire to discover the meaning of Life and life in general isn’t an adaptive behavior, no no no

It’s a defective gene which has keys to human DNA extinction, obliteration of stardirt, a blow!

Centuries and millennia have come and gone, possible that there will be more before collapse

It’s not my fault, don’t shoot the messenger, we all gotta go in the end, never forget the corpse

It will remain in the box or in the urn or scattered into the molecular essence, sprinkled gods

Original gangsters and existence on stardust is what we have, #WhatsLoveGotToDoWithIt?

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r j j stephan, i #USAFEatinSaltyPeanutsOutTheCanSince1971

c. Lundi, BLOVEMBER 4TH, 2019 A.D. @ 4:09 AM PST

{ DRAFTED in perpetuity, I’m kiddin’, it’s not infinite but it’s what’s left from the banquet & listenin’ to The Original WAR Band on youTube #CiscoKid & HITS link @ https://youtu.be/iu_YVswb3p4 }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MyMama? Nope, #YoMama! #LifeIsInAJarAfterall

CATCH AND RELEASE, NOWAY, ‘G’

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Richard Joseph Stephan·Sunday, November 3, 2019

Lookin’ deep into the lookin’ glass and see what’s left of your self, what nobody taught USians

Freedom is NEVER free, the Evil alive wants it and you to be immersed in a mire, mud flood

From their ancestors and the minions who followed them on the road to extinction of Sapiens

Shreds of the words, meanings of grunts of cavemen, on cave walls writ with sticks and blood.

Of the hunting for the animals to BBQ on the #Fire and eat with your clan, a family of drones

This is really #FarOut man, this can’t be true or we’d already know about it, we’d all be bones

208 of them from head to toes, bound by muscles and an elastic skin bag, hold guts real tight

You only have a hundred years more or less to drift through space with a Black Hole in sight.

Start here and now and get there and then eventually, you don’t have to fret about it, chillax

When you find your imagination wandering outside the realm of your family’s caring tracks

Y’all on your own, you’ve got no backup and you’ve got no factor of ten, you can’t drop a dime

Workin’, movin’ 208 bones to cooperate and not demolish the #Cell before it’s #Tweet Time.

Drifting starstuff moving at times and at rest at times, the Way is down the middle road of Id

Between the ego and superego the homies and the blood, they ain’t stoppin’ until a bitter end

We’ll communicate what’s goin’ on right in front of their eyes, our eyes, my eyes, your eyes

No heroes on the battlefield of a super Nova black hole of Mother Nature, #GitReady, IT dies!

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r j j stephan, i #CatchAndRelease

c. Dimanche, BLOVEMBER 3RD, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST

{ freaked my mama’s ghost out this AM when this came out of the #MuseOMine; drafted listenin’ to Alexander King Chillout on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/JUxaYO1lSHk }

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