#SinkThePink @AC/DC #FlyOnTheWall #ImpeachThisYouMothers

WHAT’S MATTER OF FACT, ASSUME

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, November 20, 2019

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If you’ve got it, transmigrate it into wealth pure gold, diamonds, crude oil and natural gas too

One way or another the pattern becomes the easy way out, it was the easy way to be split in 2

If you’ve got it, transmigrate it into wealth valued as gold, diamonds, crude oil and hot oldies

On the face of It, here we are and away we go, just like the stars appearance as far side steeds.

Laughing out loud, rolling on the floor laughing are an indication that the word’s made flesh

Humor and comedy make the solitary trip here to Earth all worth while, laugh until you cry

It won’t hurt one bit, a recharge of your energy level happens with or without you, Ego’s I

A show of force to prove that everything is broken and needs me to repair the rash damages.

My Lionel train is in a box with the caboose and some other freight cars of the 50’s RR tracks

A Hucklebuck chuckle by Huckleberry Hound Dog Rescue of El Paso, rain or shine all on It

Saving the lives of animals other than human, for the good of the genome, it’s just you, #me2

On the vector of direct apprehension, I get it, I finally understand the ghost in the machine.

Don’t make a big deal out of a series of trivial occurrences, there’s a lot more when god sends

A conscious decision, an act of will to power, to be or not to be alive and fortune to have Ends

As it should be, the way it always was before the origin of species’ human, just homo-sapiens

It’s done, those were the days they say, why I always say, #BabyYoureTheGreatest, honeybee!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, BLOVEMBER 20TH, 2019 A.D. @ 5:05 PM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to Archie Bunker #Meathead #NoConScrewedIdeason youTube link @ https://youtu.be/6NJmGxowyqY & jammin’ to PowerToFly #FlyOnTheWall by AC/DC video link @ https://youtu.be/5BWJOETwIGc }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TrainIsComing #JustGetOnBoard #GetASpine #LOVE #PEACE & #HAPPINESS

10:10 PM is BUT 2210 HOURS PST

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, November 20, 2019

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The second had is just past the 24 on the face of It, yet it never changes in the midst of a rube

From 0001 to 2359, there’s still only 24 hours every day, give or take a viral momentary cutie

Of rationally spiritual and eclectically idiots, renowned as the minions, 1 square, round cube

Paraphernalia for the paraplegia to enhance their Will to sublimate the queerness of beauty.

What’s important to understand that when the generals talk you better perk up an listen up

The battle plan is to stay alive and to keep the stars safe from being found and used as a cup

For some reason, stars fit in cup, kCup or iCup or SECupp matters very little, all my we sites

Until all atomic fluid has been leaked out the swamp’s real, a Singularity’s Black Hole bytes.

Then and there top witching hour at 1:11 and 23:11, egg cracks and the yoke is all over us all

Friendly enemies and fair weather friends all meet at the divide of my circumstantial default

Consequences to every action, an equal and opposite reaction must be done, variable no more

Conditions arise and they are assuaged by the reaction to force them into spun perturbations.

In a little while the whole thing will dissolve into the sand and dust of the desert of love’s wife

Almighty dollars and the silver and gold backing them, they are the root of all evil, I want Life

Spell evil backward and that is to live, to be or not to be is the only question, my answer’s YES

Stay tuned for the full effect of True Love, without it the world will Supernova pain’s duress.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, BLOVEMBER 20TH, 2019 A.D. @ 1:11 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to the air between my ears move the burger and fries in and out of me as soon as the dawn comes; moved by listenin’ to The Chambers Brothers #PeopleGetReady & #TIME on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/AQSjV4DZ-Gg }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#MidnightIsSpecial #DontGamble #JustWaitForIt #TheFarceHasBegun #TheGhetto

DILLY DALI 3:33 PM, OUT OF TIME

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, November 19, 2019

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From an eclipsed moon, the shadow of the Earth draws the ether of nothing closer to the vest

Where undercover work is being done as we speak, as we dream the #fake acts of the #Joker

Some type of comedian who apropos requires blind obedience and restitution for the reverse

Then makes the first move to fall asleep and begin the dream before the body uses a hearse.

I mean in the projects of the ghetto or down on the bayou, a river runs through them to hell

Where the current most strong is near the origin of an immortal hole movin’ ‘round n’ round

Pertaining to the driving rain and peculiar solar and lunar cycles affecting this H2O orbital

Punks in my broken and bypassed heartaches, I moved millions of humans, I paid the bill.

Morons and imbeciles became extinct after 2020 A.D., they were not allowed to procreate me

We thought a lot about it, therefore now we are all that is left of the Origin, above and below

Jumped, swam, flew, ran, crawled from the bottom of deep trenches cut into Earth’s dirt free

Monkeys and four legged creatures, winged others finned underwater, complete the Blow.

Walking and talking for the end of the days and nights we’re all lucky enough to inherit, Deo

On the nature of being and nothingness that is the matrix for the whole shebang, it’s a fiasco

Look for a mate or not, in the end, all species will become part of a blown-to-bits home base

Here for the supernova or collapse into the Singularity @ 3:33 PM, a day the Earth stood still.

There’s a reason for the madness, a method of calculus or algebraic, formal logic, God’s funds

Not Jesus or Buddha or Siddhartha or a #prophet, instead heard this through a hot grapevine

You’re half of what you see and half of what you hear, what’s true is unknown and under guns

Fixated upon the nature of beasts here and now in jungles and undersea, it is mine, all mine.

Form and matter of the bones that gather and then splatter apart from DNA to the shadows

Fortune and intention at the bottom of the matrix, fodder for the herd, for the bulls and cows

Nothing is the destination at the bottom of the collapsing of gravity’s attraction to atoms’ Id

Battleaxe armed for star wars. to achieve dominance over the free wills, I am called #TheKid.

Hound dog barked and I chased down the hoodoo down on the bayou, that was my claim too

Yet I never met the scat of a bull I didn’t choose to use and lose friends over, called my bluff

Knew that without a battle and a war, I was bored, ennui needed to mix it all up, hence sagas

Pretender of the exciting moments to come and the ones already gone, timing’s high test gas.

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r j j stephan, i * Header is a Salvador Dalí bottom of the painting

c. Mardi, BLOVEMBER 19TH, 2019 A.D. @ 4:44 PM PST

{ drafted in Sacramento valley’s humble abode of my wife Carolita {where elks still roam from the citrus heights to the Rio Linda levy, where God got damned & drowned! } & listenin’ to Creedence Clearwater Revival #CottonFields & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/C4zPEmRufMU }

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FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?