#ImYoPusherman #MoveOnUpToYourDestination #BackToTheWorld #LiveAtMontreaux

GAMMA-RAY RED, CAUSED DUSTY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, December 5, 2019

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Singularity’s warping stream of exploding hydrogen, event horizon’s point of no return above

Perennial ignorance due to a fatal flaw of DNA, no mechanism provided to detect a fake glove

That covers the hand & fingers of the One, spun a radical #GrandTackHypothesis’ perfect fit

No defense for the decaying of space dust, a most startling revelation, retrograded, spin of It.

Gas giants grow like an ovum grows, from a microscopic explosion, special relativity collapse

Synchronized orbits achieve resonance in the fabric of Space, evolving through Ego’s Id face

Interdimensional oscillation of the pendulums out of phase with simple majority who rule It

All in perfect synchronization eventually, as the moments move from now to infinity’s seat.

You and I’ve been lucky for many moons, we’ve gotten away with proverbial murder-mayhem

Evidence of guilt, collected and disintegrated into elementary ash, it’s what we are, moonmen

Saga of the origin of species we are rockin’ the previous, now extinct DNA soul, a cosmic slob

#51Pegasis and stars 3,700 exoplanets, #JupiterClass #HotJupiters of your mothers’, #Man.

Plutonic catastrophe, Uranus and Neptune caused/obscured by a #LateHeavyBombardments

But it’s all a mental construct of the chosen few who worry about nothing they’ll experience

Future Fate holds it All, cosmic slop of the unknown today, apocalyptic epic nudged to bone

Less than one hundred years away from the drastic change that leaves an etched headstone.

There’s no substitute for red or blue, what these colors represent is the wavelengths of God

The light from the star burning nearest to us that we call the Sun, that is our God, that’s All

Without it’s constant, controlled burn, we’re not only dead to Twitter but also Facebook too

Our consciousness can neither be created nor destroyed, it’s a tweeted immortal part of you.

Cooling and expanding until the absence of heat reaches the 10 trillion trillion, yato watts hot

What watt you say? A mystery like a cricket’s chirp you can hear but can’t see, it’s alive, robot

Insects really do not exist on their own, they’re all in the eyes and mind of beholders’ full cup

Asleep in a somnambulistic event of galactic proportions, One cell, a word, wake the fuck up!

Colder in the center of the Milky Way than in my uncovered bed near the open wide window

Supernova won’t even help, it’s much colder than zero, contracted yottawatts to scale, galaxia

Einstein and Sagan might disagree but the Quasar seems to be the only hope for a deep blow

Collapsing to the foundation where gravity implodes Supernova, a UV, infrared #WaveOfGa.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, FREEZEMBER 5th, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 PM PST

{ My family, brothers, sisters, police and their backers dedication to all y’all, drafted listenin’ to Dave Brubeck #GreatestHits on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/vmDDOFXSgAs }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TakeTen I need to at least #TakeFive #DarkEnergy #DarkerThanBlue #TRIGGERED

THIS IS INNER LIGHT OF THE DAZE

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, December 5, 2019

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It may be a SAVAGE SQUAD or just #TheSquad of women who don’t know men pushed ‘em

Right off of the cliff they were standing on, at the precipice of the feeling of getting in charge

Of the people, by the people and for the people, as the forefathers NEVER intended for reals

Foolish hearts believed the ‘drivel’, hook, line and sinker, meeting final #Ends of Navy seals!

Now, then YOU personally will have an AHA moment, as if y’all ‘re a Bullwinkle know-it-alls

Know it all and nothing escapes YOUR arrested attention upon the nature of humanity’s race

Phase, conscious minds, homo sapiens brain functions, split in two-One, fate of hot, star balls

Just to be round, spherical, all encompassing empty thing itself, yet full of It, it’s Thor’s face.

This feature of the creatures who exist at the mercy of a gravitational collapsed rubber bubble

Infinite compression and impossible effects of the First Cause, the Unmoved Mover, invisible

Like the last cat to walk the mean streets on all fours and the man who stabilized chaos of god

Calm now in soul travel flight, struggled and spunout chaos & order #Again, a God’s ‘51 Ford.

Disaster ahead and total memory recollection deletion are in the future of Earth dirt denizens

Acid and alkaline move your grooves of comprehension of the nature of Time, here & at One

In outer or inner space, the difference is You, your imaginary feeling of being more than bone

Microscopic invisibility to nefarious planetary #GreenHouse effects, Facts? Extinction, son!

Givin’ it the best shot you have to offer, survive random violence of black hole, holy nonsense

Human behavior mocks natural disasters which are caused by raw, #Superman power of Ga

Whether you desire or need the facts of these matters has no effect on the inevitable, the ends

It’s The End of the game, naturally I’m a monster black hole of living rock, frozen grave of Ra.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, FREEZEMBER 5TH, 2019 A.D.

{ At one and the same time, under #GammaRay triggers, above and below here! Drafted while being enlightened by the #Words in the following #GutPUNCH on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/IpxkcgDXwdk & listenin’ to #HadToCryToday & HITS by Blindfaith #BlindFaith link @ https://youtu.be/Z4Yo_VbGdMg }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#RemainsOfDyingStars = #BlackHoles #GoinOffLikeFireCrackersForInfinity #SquirrelsInAWhirl #DanceTillCantMoveNoMore #JustKeepMovin #EndsOfDays

WISH WELL, INTENT’S THE KEY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, December 4, 2019

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Oh mama, I used to say when she redirected my childhood’s intent, always a selfish, wee lad

Who found no joy in being abandoned to the childbearing mode of motherhood, late 50’s fad

No birth control for Catholics, only reproducing more for the Church of Rome’s golden hand

In a safe place with the soldiers who defend the vicar of the creator, God on Earth, a hu-man!

But the pope’s from nazi germany of the 40’s and loves his enemies, as Jesus scriptured that

In a phrase of words for the minions who followed his footsteps in a desert of lifeless players

Lookin’ up at a sky full of stars at night, Jesus wondered, doubted, why he ever gave a shat

To save the breeds of apemen and apewomen who only wanted to survive here, no hereafters.

Coming into the front room or a back room matters not one twit, a tweet from a god’s goody

Zeus to Beelzebub, heavenly, unearthly beings from the alpha to the omega, outed in a hoodie

Paranoid schizophrenic, too human nature of this One beast I’ve dominion over, shield’s high

Until the final squirt of oxygen mix I’ve become addicted to now, I’m a #woke, buzzin’ barfly.

Mercury, Venus to Mars, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Jupiter and PLUTO, named Mickey’s dog

Furthest away from a known space, in the unknown, undetectable joint where angels go agog

That is where I come from, to where I’m goin’, Italians cannot fathom, it’s a papal epileptic fit

Used to facts? TIME is all there is in SPACE, nothing after-before, Blind Faith’s the gist of It.

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r j j stephan, i {nee The Alfano Group & Lipuma's Coney Island, a matriarchal line of garlic }

c. FREEZEMBER 4TH, 2019 A.D. @ 3:33 AM PST

{ drafted while still wet behind the ears, getting my feet wet in the Tome of Time, a book of poetry in utero, this feature inspired by The Doobie Brothers #WhatAFoolBelieves & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/g0_FvK51wOQ }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?