#ReindeerCannotFly #FlyGirlsFly #NoTruthToldBeforeItsTimeEh?

LIGHTSPEED OF TRUTH’S JUSTICE*

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, December 3, 2019

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Gargantuan volume of Word evolved from the nothingness of the vacuum, all ignorance’s ilk

Every animal philosophy of life is geared and targeted to the portal who drain down the sink

Into another place in space, another dimension of the consciousness, in and out of the milk

From the cows and goats and the women who suckle the time portals of Space’s missing link.

Pain in muscles and nerves ignored never goes away, it remains and exacerbates the sorrow

Released from the excess, utopian LSD pills of Science and Technology, ashes to deep space

Nowhere else heaven can be other than Up or Down from here and now, I’ve a right to blow

Like the TNT and dynamite used to blow away the rock dust to find a gold core, del Oreo, so...

Way back in ‘67 I was still in high school havin’ sweet dreams before I joined the force of war

Never in a battle yet prepared to fight to the death of me, of us & launchin’ ICBM’s over radar

Secret codes of the launch order were lost in a shredder with chinchilla’s underground bones

Enjoy the clown car ride, too short or too long, those who wouldn’t survive without i-Phones.

Ancestors and descendants unwrap the presents under a charismatics’ dead-cut of a tree tip

What the original flight observed upon breakin’ through Earth’s thin atmosphere’s occlusion

Critical to feel hungry when you need energy to run the machine, from pablum and ma’s milk

Survival of the most fit, hunt the best and defend the best, avoiding ambush and kids of #Ilk.

What is the case? If assumptions are true and verifiable, the conclusion is induced serfdom

Theories of words expanded to cause this induction/deduction, word-mum constitutionality

Right to defend yourself against anyone who would attempt to steal your valor and freedom

It’s punks from the ghetto and the posh castles of the pillagers above laws and god-am dittys.

Pound sand in your face, that will clear up the confusion for y’all, then light up for the Lord

Rights and obligations to mow down the bullies who multiply their kind with a digital means

Livin’ dreams out loud is an option for the poor, disheveled masses, passin’ a digital billboard

#Ebay, I see is #ClickBait that appears to be our #Amazon faces on Voided-out blue screens.

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r j j stephan, i

*HEADER is my #Eurocousine Nadine Stephan doin’ a photoshoot with Johnny ten Have!

c. MARDI, FREEZEMBER 3rd, 2019 A.D. @ 3:33 AM PST

{ drained the lizard this AM while listenin’ to #WhenTheSunGoesDown & HITS of Uncle Kracker with breakfast #Menudo on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/eGLdbpmXrbQ }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DistortingTime #64Squares #YourMove #Christmas #Christ #Savior #OriginalSin #ThanksAdamAndEve

A LOSS FOR ALL IS A WIN FOR ONE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, December 3, 2019

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With or without power’s knowledge, wisdom dictates to enjoy the moment, it maybe the last

It is an unknown fact about the nature of existence once personal identity ends, death is fast

No sooner do you know that something unusual is happening, heart attack, brain seized styth

It’s only a surprise to the faithfully departed when they’ve been introduced to eternity’s myth.

You have no idea where the answers are but where that is is where you want to be, for sure

Substantial plasma craft manufacturing in an underwater factory, resistance immunity gear

Speed of light interplanetary projects are not for your eyes, creation theory is under hot fire

There’s no man-god savior or holy men or holy women, there’s no angels, just time travel sir.

Eventually everything will be as clear as looking through glass panes, literally eyes wide open

To see and comprehend that nature in front of our eyes and what it means to us, inside Zen

Nothing to lose if you allow intelligence of hairy apes to be the best creation of the gods-play

But it will never remain in stasis, never remain at rest in the sea of queers and snake DNA.

Fate of the merciful is the same as the fate of the morons, idiots and thieves, mouth agape

Soul all gone and just the rotting flesh without the verve to Move it in a circle, it’s all on tape

Recorded for your edification when being judged by a benign criticism of imaginary goldust

Millions of dollars spent and never earned, just stolen from the labor of the workers’ Lust!

Retired to the back room to anoint the scam, a coup de ta and a scream of ooh la la, ecstatic

Orgasmic phantasm of acid for the animation of dead dirt and rock, God’s occult analgesic

In a dance with the death of my own 208 bones, muscles and organs in tact, still thriving Id

Host of the One, no discriminating against me just because I died tonight, I’m still here, kid!

Plain as the monkeys eating dogs colored to appear like a tiger with stripes, hungry ape sheet

Existentially yours and mine just because we got lucky and entered an egg/sperm DNA feet

Suicide, patricide, matricide, either way, mortality seems to be a waste unless it’s a nightmare

Upon awakening, the dream’s exposed to our Self as just a joke, #FakeNews, we be #Woke!

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r j j stephan, i

c. MARDI, FREEZEMBER 3RD, 2019 A.D. @ 2:22 AM PST

{ Drafted to Frank Sinatra #IllBeHomeForChristmas link@ https://youtu.be/tItGjgFZpjk }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#EverythingIsBroken #SpeedOfLightExceeded #PanHandleMe #ArmstrongAndGettyRadioShow #EINSTEINIAN #CCR #Dylan #Lavette & #MastersOfWar

ATOMIC MERCURY, H2O & WINE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, December 2, 2019

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God and the gold buried deep in the planet Earth, it’s unknown what’s outside, Done

Men and possibly some women have manufactured the historical hysteria of solo mio

A place in Space occupied by an imaginary being, yourself, myself, ourselves and chit

What we have in the pot in the middle of nowhere, microbial Life and Death of DNA1.

Of course, snow on the mountains cannot be avoided when the dirt and stone froze, to save

No sunshine from the burning, blown star, the sun, apollo of our dream’s dark, sacred cave

Where we through ancestral heritage hid from the predators who wanted to eat our young

To rape the females of the tribes of our roaming carnivore grandfolks, they smelled of dung.

In a crushing, toxic atmosphere, something survives and pretends to be living chimera-self

Alter-ego, super-ego or just the Id-ego runs amok during the season to be the jolly holly elf

Nutrients added to a complex of agar, the universe’s cosmic slop yield the virus’ bacterial arms

Creation of the things that move, animated by nothing other than pure blown atom charms.

OK, alright, it’s going to be fine, no reason to panic just because you swapped kingdom come

From conception of your being in the womb of your mother, merged DNA of flagellate scum

Above and below the Mason–Dixon line there is nothing but the dirt, rocks and T-bone racks

Hung muscle and sinew under colored wrapping of thin skin that allows penetration of crack.

Fundamentals are important after the fact but prior to the Big Bang, you and I are Nothing

You must take this fact to heart as a blind faith belief without absolute proof other than logic

Reason suggests that our conclusions are based upon highly probable premises, argued well

That you may have a rational conclusion based upon facts and assumptions, you’ll go to hehl.

Whether in a spirit’s soul form, ethereal, undetectable social something, program’s corrupted

Molecular light of the cosmic and gamma rays perpetuate this myth of being immortally dead

Praying to the long gone ones who came before us who remain gulping air and water, recycler

That seems to be all you can conclude, simply Nothing, I’m drunk in God’s womb, MotherF!

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r j j stephan, i

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

{ Grounded It to a halt, a little ditty listenin’ to #EverythingAndNothing SPA: Socrates, Plato & Aristotle #NothingnessInYourFuture link @ https://youtu.be/rKPv8zApee0 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?