#HEROES #BEGGARS #TheGodsOfMan #StruckByLightening

EYES AIN’T LYIN’, A #ZERO CENTER

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, November 12, 2019

----------- WTH are you anyway? -----------

Living to work and play and then retire and die, that’s what it is, what we believe it is, eh?

Yes, admit it, in a rack of rhyme, you can say or comprehend even the lies as the truth today

Tomorrow is the same as yesterday, the Earth apparently spins and wobbles, still an Ice Age

By the gravity of the situational ethics and the morass of substance and essence and garbage.

The star closest to the Earth, the dirty dogs of war and all, is running out of power, lights dim

Explode away dear SuperNova of my souls, rock the cosmic dust into oblivion, annihilate him

But leave Her alone, she is the One who first moved the First Cause’s whole shebang, a Stone

Who needs no introduction since it’s the One that moves and animates your soul-bag of bone.

Sing and shout about the twisting and wobbling as you creep closer to the end of your days

Don’t worry about the entire planet’s demise, YOU my friend, I locked off a son’s Sun’s rays

Cosmic protons and neutrons being conglomerated with the dark matter, coordinate a skit

When the happening occurs, nobody will recollect the event, like touching heaven, forget It!

Mainly because I am what I am, like Sailor Popeye who just walks tall, eats spinach, can’t die

As a mortal, nothing matters and matter is indeed the nature of Nothing, every Thing does fly

Inside or outside of your 208 bones you’ve consigned out of nowhere, out of our deeper blues

From Peking, Wuwei Institute Wuwei to the mighty Miami Federal Reserve BNK HLPRT 71f.

Force of One and the Many is All there is, from a microdot of LSD to the inside of a #Pulsar

You and I who were not here a century ago won’t be here soon, a short time of revolution folly

Orbits and revolutions will grind the souls down to the emptiness they originated from, Holy

A hole is holy, my occult understanding, black or white but it’s a hole, a #Woke Divinity scar.

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r j j stephan, i #ImpeachAdamSchiff Early life, education, and career

c. BLOVEMBER 12TH, 2019 A.D. @ 2:22 AM PST

{ #CrusadesToInfinity, #DEMONcrat #NewWorldOrder #Logos Mecca TRIPE from Gaza, the Ga & the Za, drafted this masterpiece while listenin’ to Mark Levin on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/jx2plib_N0s }

#WhatTheHadesGotIntoYou? #TimeToMoveOnJustFriendsAgain #GoAheadAndBreakMyHeart #IfYouCan #NiceTryThough @BlakeShelton & @GwenStephani #ItsComplicated

TIME SPENT, {cia/kgb} FORCE *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, November 11, 2019

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Gold from the Earth dirt and rock leaks out of the #DeepState’s tunnel to the red hot core

Someone knows the Truth about the whole shebang and it’s not in the books or AOL online

It is a mystery for a reason, you go figure it out, join the clubs, groups who need to pretend

To be or not to be without askin’ any questions, staying in the mode of an atheist girlfriend.

The gods of the ancestors and the God of my father, who may or may not be in heaven, rock

They do what they do by revolution and extinction of the stardust and animated specie cock

From the first cause of the thing itself to the forms of the prehistoric and post-civilized ilk

It is done, it is what it is and I am what I am, that’s all I know for certain, uncertainty is milk.

Some of the sucklings get mothers’ teats and some just get water with minerals’ vitamin B17

In the middle of the night, my father conceived me with my mother, a soul at once, unseen

For the sake of the world’s sanity, the genius will not be poured out of the Jack Daniels flask

It’s not because you’re so pretty or so smart ‘cause I got a secret behind a fugly, Marx mask.

God is an operation and gold is the digging for the fingers and toes of mankind, a deep state

Within the minds of the chosen few good men, there is a #Woke supreme being, at One fate

Black holes just the end of the story of the gravitational collapse and subsequent Supernova

Pertaining to historic conclusions of the enemies of #Fate, nests of tunnels underground, Ga.

Ready, set, go on the green, caution on the yellow and stop on the red, polka, jazz or a rocker

It’s just the music of our pregnant mothers that we love so much, heard in utero, on AM radio

Or a #Victrola of RCA of Southern California, a SoHo Jersey Shore brain trust, an NYC lover

Courting pretty girls and good-lookin’ guys to be a #BigTime mosaic in a petri dish of C-blow.

Once the perfect 208 bones come out of the deep state, holy tunnel, a virgin birth wise guy

Takes on the authorities with nothing but a handful of close friends who had a secret, why?

Well now, that’s a story without proof except to the chosen few with the “eyes to see” It naked

A sight for sore eyes, blinded by light in the darkness, when I die, there’ll be blood not feared.

On the way out of the skin and bone functional form, I either survive in nothing at all or Not

Nothing may be all there is before and after our holy conception in the genome of Man, robot

OK, disrespectful to my ancestors and my descendants to be or not to be, no question, I Am

Yet, freedom’s just a word, not a right but a privilege, you fought for, Happy Veteran Day, Pa!

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r j j stephan, i *#HappyVeteransDay to my brothers/sisters alive and those who gave it ALL!

c. BLOVEMBER 11TH, 2019 A.D. @ 4:44 AM USAF Veterans and Retirees

{ drafted while listenin’ to #CoastToCoast Jim Bohan on Talk 650 KSTE ‘bout 4:44 in the mornin’ #HappyVeteransDay my brothers and sisters! #OORAH stars are out tonight! Mash Movie #WONDERFUL end...link @ https://youtu.be/ize5lZoIlBk }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CashMoney #RootOfAllEvil #LiveSpelledBackwardsIsEvil

LEGITIMATE OR NOT, SMOKE ONE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, November 10, 2019\

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Me and my old girlfriends from way back in the day, they got in their mama’s purse for kicks

Too legit too quit the challenge when Goldie dared me to fire one up, just not cool, two chicks

Tellin’ me to smoke, smoke and smoke some more until I forgot I was at their house and died

Well, not really died but passed out like there was no tomorrow, then I ran DMC tricky, I lied.

On the streets or in the closets and churches, people talkin’ and walkin’ for nobody else but I

Me, myself and I always so tricky that neither ones knows the other’s here, there or anywhere

Gigs play by themselves with or without me, rockin’ around the clock, on or off the backstage

Y’all just trippin’ with the beat now, it’s a matter of Space and Time, 24/7, 52 weeks gift age.

Benefits don’t exist, the backseat is all you’re gonna get if you don’t change your ways, idiots

Little kiss or an innocent hug led to the feet flyin’ up in the air, now we walk and talk this way

Our mamas and daddies always knew we’d stop wettin’ the diapers and beggin’ for tater tots

Grade, High and State schools enculturated the little princesses and pretender kings of today.

Talkin’ and walkin’ the way the genome forces the will to power is all any of us can do, y’all

Monkeys pullin’ for each other on the vines or in the locked up compartments of lock and key

Where you can assume your collected scat will be when you get back from hunting for trouble

Jobs, paychecks, somebody else’s property, material form is a funky cold Medina, actionable.

Love potion overload and there’s a species extinction in the genome code, we sons of the dogs

Man’s best friend, this thing spelled god backward, BBQ ‘em, Oscar Meyers or sausaged hogs

Everything is nothing, I told my father, he said he couldn’t believe boogie shoes full of players

On my knees, beckoning smoke screens, woke on my back, girls laughin’ at my hot knickers!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Sunday BLOVEMBER 10TH, 2019 A.D. @ 4:44 PM PST

{ jam’d this out while listenin’ to a #HOLLOWEEN witch’s brew of #JackedJam The Staple Singers #IllTakeYouThere & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Qsl4A9hZEto }

W.W.A.R.D.?