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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, December 10, 2019
****** thanks a BUSHEL & A PECK ******

It is a Michael Savage thing to write down and disseminate the Truth long before the sheeple

Ever know about an FBI report on the nature of the current beast, the man of little people

You have no cache, you are no longer a big deal, #DontMessWithMePillOhSee media stings

Now you know, on the stage and the star of the show, the latest THING itself, oh #MsThings.

Impact on planet Earth, a #TrumpDump for the day well before 4 AM every day, 24/7/365

Pinheads and the upper crust of wealth and philosophers of life and death, the high and low

Inside of the minds in the heads of the citizenry from Rome to Russia to the US, the gods fly

We the people, from Washington to New York and Jersey to the states of the desert, our sigh.

Recollection of our moms & pops, they told you right? You’re asleep in a surrealistic dream

It’s not your fault but it is now your responsibility to awaken from a dream’s outward stream

Your DNA’s code to open wide, keep your eyes wide open as the vision clears, below is a blow

Much worse than a bizarre world, survival required, eat the ones who have given up, now Go.

From the first steps at revolution from the mixture of chaos and order, the Oneness of brains

Not a mind which is the function of the brain, just the grey matter that moves a herd’s pains

Smacking of the lips which have disappeared from hammers and sickles that suck freemen

Liberty fought and died for is hunted by the Eaters of Destiny’s love, wanting DNA, see men?

Mississippi to Idaho and back from the bowels of the uttermost echelon of the pit of my boys

Bureaus of investigation, appointments from the public & parochial university of the blue sky

Inside jobs and the needs and wants to be in a group, for cold cash, all #IncomeBribery ploys

Under the table since the dawn of life, it is what the chemicals do, strive for survival, Oh my!

Outside of the matrix there is nothing, absolute void of things, no DNA or life, no atoms’ god

All of our kingsmen and queens checkmates are on alert, Red or Purple waves of cyber-dream

Flows from the get go but that origin is nowhere in plain sight, an abstract, syllogistic scheme

Eating and drinking and recycling your way, up mid-way of the path, y’all follow my hot rod!

In high gear now with special operations now in place, you have no choice but to be free y’all

How fortune has shined upon your lucky heads is immaterial, just say you drew a lucky ball

In the right place at the right time in Space and Time has everything to do with it, intent too

Where your mind goes, your intent causes those effects, you now know it all, it’s kinda #Blue.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, FREEZEMBER 10TH, 2019 A.D. @ 07:11 AM PST

{ as I listened to Tower of Saviors #TowerOfPower https://youtu.be/oAatPPEaZDA & my own choice of the daze of your life @ youTube link @ & https://youtu.be/I1L8LGq9kAQ }

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YOU GOT A LOT OF NERVE 

by 

RICHARD JOSEPH STEPHAN * MONDAY, 12/9/2019 

*memoryBlackHoleRightHereRightNow

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If you ask me, which you did not, there’s no reason why you can’t just play purple blues

That’s all a matter of Time and Space in consciousness’ display of sensation, high blows

Rational thought of the hairless apes above and below the Mason-Dixon random equator

Fattest spot of the planet Earth at this junction, where the squash is most terrible, whore.

Sharp swords thrust deeply into hearts n’ souls, deleted programs, bald heads of naked apes

Older they get the longer they think they know it all when they really don’t, they find Vapes

It’s as fine as an excited electron attempting to gain entry into the revolution of the H-atoms

Mixing very fine spirits with foreign substances, quarks of the herd, it’s begun, there it Ends.

Jacked up or down into a pitiful level of uncertainty in which you think you exist, you’re saps

But you think you do and that’s sufficient to accept a code of morality and ethics, inbred furs

Bad additions into locked jail, locked prison cells, the hoosegow of bamboo-shoot sharp traps

Mother and father left you in a basket of blankets at the front door of my home sweet homers.

Paragon of moral certitude, superman plan for a black hole full of minions, fallen ill of chaos

Adolescence through maturation, hard work and a knack for slapping the Good, a mush face

Success beyond extinction of the mind, in the head of boys on Earth, illusory UV blue tin box

Not funny like a clown with a sad face, unacceptable clowns with ugly-faced, a mean grimace.

Do not suppress my voice which mirrors the thought programmed by holy nuns and priests

Chicago catholicity in the middle of the city of bad smells, teachin’ A, B, C’s prayer to my me

As I appeared to be a worthy electron which avoided a merge with the cells of a windy city

As above, so below or so I’ve been told by some of the ones who cherished the Word, silly!

As I think about the cost of survival of the fittest, I dwell on the unknown future, FedEx her

On to the moon to build the place in space where acid DNA can survive a flat Earth boomer

Flipping flapjacks or minding the prisons full of those whom gods fire-bred to steal-kill some

We move, you and I, like there’s no tomorrow, do not hesitate, MOVE & don’t be an F-bomb!

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r j j stephan, i

c. LUNDI, FREEZEMBER 9TH, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ Jammed wit #TheClown by #CharlesMingus Mingus Charles via youTube link @ https://youtu.be/KESFYXQwCYA }

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