#ricoSacto

Saturday, November 16, 2019

#CircleBack #ItsOverNow #CircleJerk #RainDown #WordUp @ACDC @CCR @ModRodStew #GetTheHehlOffTheTracks

A TRIP TO GHANA, #GA-DANGME
Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, November 16, 2019
------  #BeSpecific -----  E=mC2
I suppose nothing is infinite and the finite is all of this matter and energy light-speed
We’ve exchanged the life for the death of the dream, it appears to be over at the end
I suppose nothing is infinite and the finite is all of this matter and energy lightspeed
Domino effect of original innocence through The Struggle & #fakenews enlightenment.

Last to fall is very close to the first to have risen from the rocks and saltwater mud
Bums and gypsies evolved into the zoo keepers we are, insecticide to prevent plague
For the rats and roaches that carry on as if there’s no tomorrow, no heaven or hell
I mean like, #WTF is the matter with the creator of the matrix? Is this a Way to be?

Down a middle path from chaos to order and back around in a circular jerk off/on
Stress inside of you due to fear and loathing, it becomes load-heavy traffic of sons
And especially the daughters, sisters and mothers who have the XX code for MAN
Now a cell of acid and then suddenly, a linguistic, naked ape and a saga of dreamin’.

YOU, I will die, we’ll all move from this plane’s action to the Black Hole to come, eh
Imagine that you’ve just found out why life is so strange and now you know, go away
Forget you read it or that I said it or wrote it for you to say it, shout it out loud, faith!
Check fairy’s tales of millennia for the End Game, mouth agape, eyes wide open, fate.

Always was ready for the licks I’d take on the block, around the corners of the hoods
Then one day, I had a cosmic punch from out of nowhere, she looked at me to smile
I don’t know why the Cupid arrow had to come but it never wants to enter bull’s eye
Between my cow’s milk drinkin’ eyes, it shakes and rattles and rolls, I’m the azure sky.

by
r j j stephan, I
c. Saturday, Blovember 16th, 2019 A.D. 666.ST @ 6:32 AM PST
F.I.N.I.S.
W.W.A.R.D.?

Friday, November 15, 2019

@KidRock @LosLonelyBoys #TheWho #ChineseAmericanCollusion @FrederickNietzche & MOI

WHICH FATTY’S MINE, GTFOOH!
Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, November 15, 2019
------------ #EmotionalComponents ------------
Do whatever turns your motor on because the alternative is a junk yard destination, caput
You can dream of me right after you look up in the sky and see the full moon shinin’ afoot
We know, you and me are gonna be together while we’re alive, every life, every time, yep US
We walk side by side, you’ve got my #Six and I’ll defend your bones ‘til my last gasp of dust.

First day I caught your eye, you caught my eye, a night before I wished upon five fallin’ stars
I yelled out loud to the world, on a corner of Don Julio and Elkhorn, #DoesAnybodyNeedMe
Suddenly, I was directed to a hot date with a blind girl, thought she was blind, she had 20/20
Saw right through my veneer of cool and rock solid long-hair hippy dude, ready to work sexy!

Cut my hair off, shaved my beard, sent me off to use my philosophy degree in a egg shell pyre
Where the ego and superego reside with my 101 dalmatian spots of dark hair, where’s the fire
If I need to go into a burning building, it’s out of this world, come on with me, it’s hot though
Get ready to feel like your hair is on fire because it will be gone in a second, bald headed hot!

Apes like us, they don’t shave, males or females, therefore, where did nakedness evolve from?
Evolution and adaption should not allow naked apes to flourish without hair, without the fur
It appears, therefore, that we’ve come here without evolving into hairless apes, we’re cloned
By God or an alien group from outerspace somewhere, created from rock and mud, be boned!

Inside the cosmic egg or my mama’s there was only One, me and then suddenly, millions pop
Finding the narrow way to survive and use Time and Space to my advantage, I ignore the sins
Smokin’ bombs, rockin’ with Lynyrd Skynyrd, from Chicago to Seoul and returned to sender
Back in off-black without a beep, not a lick of streamin’ & shreddin’ axes, beatnik drummer!

Out of backwoods and the middle of a city ghetto, come out scattering when the sky rocks Ra
Like the rats out of their holes, lookin’ to see what’s goin’ on, is it food or a fight or just a fool
All three on a regular basis, in and out of my view, the third eye sees the invisible to the boys
Gotta be a main man who rocks the socks off of the fine little hotties, feel that back stage, Ga.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. SAMEDI, BLOVEMBER 15TH, 2019 A.D.
F.I.N.I.S.
W.W.A.R.D.?

#NANGNR #BeforeWeGoBetterKnow #WhatTimeIsIt ?#WhatWholeThing? #AsIs #WWARD #TheWholeShebang #KickinItInKiev

SUGAR, PUT YO’ HANDS IN THE AIR
Richard Joseph Stephan·Friday, November 15, 2019
----- #FatBastardsRock -----
WTF is this? A masquerade party of washed-out coiffures of professors and secretaries
Laughing about how funny it is that they never thought they’d be in the public red eyes
Showing the beautiful dental work of the chuckles will help with the photo-ops’ airbrush
My teeth and you teeth have bitten off more than it can chew, where’s your daddies, eh?

Whistle-blow this with your rights to face your accuser, you ARE guilty by an association
With the dentures slipping in and out of the jaws due to polident failure of #DueProcess
Which constitution are you living under? United in states of amnesia, I recollect it, Yes!
I’ve forgotten everyone and everything before day 1, my day 1 before my concept, sin Sin.

Insider dreams within my cranium are not in the #Ukraine hashtag but millions are, #Word
It was made flesh and It dwelt amongst us, from a hand-off to a fully elongated flipped T-bird
Inspector of the generals sham to keep the troops under the thumb of the Unknown genie jin
Created this dream within a dream by accident or fine-ass design, to wit, beautifully human!

Let me whisper in your ear again, it’s a sweet nuthin’ but my heated breath gets high on Fire
If not the flame itself, sniffing the smoke and soot bring me back home, a Big Bang blow, sire
Knights and paupers, queens, kings, princesses and their history’s phantasmagorical vacuum
Way down the black hole to the singularity when it opens your mind and your guts to empty!

In and out of Time and Space goes the worm, burrowing wherever there’s no resistance here
Rainfall from heaven never reaches the ground of being here and now, dried up prune’s fear
Standing on the corner watching all of the girls go by, from my school and across the tracks
South Jersey down the block, right in back of my bedroom’s window glass, dream flashbacks.

What are you talking about? Two bits of hyperbole for everyone born in a holy see, gold One
US or E, the mail won’t end the strife, data-wars and info-gluttons devour the bytes, two by two
Ready to hurt your feelings, imagine this, you’ve got one more day to live, soon, you are nigh
Contingency appropriated, #FakeNews love of divinity’s POTUS’ peach, an ingrown hair pie.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. FRIDAY, BLOVEMBER 15TH, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST
W.W.A.R.D.?