#PutItOffUntilItsRightOnTime #WillToPower @RareEarth @BrooksAndDunne @FrankSinatra #PhoenixRising

ON BEING MACRO-MOLECULAR DECOMPOSITION SCAT

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, December 15, 2019

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A silent coup d’etat and feeling of malaise taint the Christmas carols ala #olBlueEyes Sinatra

In this real world of mortal sins, humans rule the roosts of civics, survive gods, Ala & Buddha

Santa Claus rules cultures that believe once upon a Time, an unmoved One moved & fell too

Like magic, a human union enfolded a magic angel, two front teeth lost and then found anew.

Above and below are both Hades and Utopia for the good, the bad and the ugly lonely ones

Conspiring to bite off more than anyone can chew and/or swallow, time to time in a space

A movement is made from being at total rest, asleep as we do from time to time, we got guns

Ray guns and caulking guns to seal the cracks and nail holes in walls made of paper & mace.

Just leave me a little bit of cocoa and some cookies next to the stereo console that prays to die

Yet, it persists for centuries ready to connect audio to the matrix’s hopeless fears of my Nigh

Land of snowing particles of H2O, frozen and landing in piles of whiteness and wet snowballs

Conspiring to feel pleasure and avoid pain from dusk until dawn and dreamin’ of siren calls!

Back down to the ground of here and now, apparently stardust we’re on here and now, Earth

Bound by gravity of the ground and being buried six feet down under or a flipback to rebirth

In every case, no exceptions to the rule, if you’re alive, right here and now, you are gonna die

Nothing can change the fact of life, nobody and nothing can avoid the Truth, Jingle Bells fly!

Sugar, salt, flesh and bone combined the DNA to be here and now for no reason we assume

A reason for Being Good, Never Evil, so cool that a law broke, we #fake eschatological doom

Created from Nothing, the Void of playdough infused with perfect recipes of gas and mineral

Ape’s an #ap clap-trap that loads a datastream of dot-stars, singularity-gravity collapse call.

There is a very good reason why thinkers of rational thoughts need to stop and shoot shots

Strong drinks will make you forget what you can’t remember, the Truth about reality robots

All alive and moving, growing from invisible cells to the death of DNA’s verve, nuclear death

Wizards’ and drunkards tease us all about a Will to Power, #FireWater goddess’ holy breath.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, FREEZEMBER 15TH, 2019 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ Driven over the edge of the uttermost echelon of the core, the pit full of empty souls of bone marrow and listenin’ to Brooks & Dunn #NASCARwinner Sharon's Tastee Freeze https://youtu.be/H3QEKT2mk_Q }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#PassThatFifthOfCampThisWay #UpDown #DancinInSlowMotion #NotGoodAtNotKissinAgain

OBSCURE OBFUSCATION SISYPHUS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, December 15, 2019

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Waiting tables for waiters and waitresses is an occupation which exposes all too human blues

From the small children toddlers through the adolescents, creation of anti-social, #fakeNews

It’s main ingredient, love-excited germs undercover, electrolyte-protonic, or an invisible neutron

Anti-matter doesn’t really matter at all except that it’s the matrix of God, Void Mind, oh, fun!

On every other hand, to think about it more than zero Time, fakes a move from check to mate

Game ends as it began, in a neutral-off position, spaced-out while downloading a dream date

From breathing the air, the gas provided by the H2O and Void plethora of leftover #Stardust

To seek and destroy all problems which cause fear leave the path of dire straits, it’s a big bust.

It may be a predication of subjects or objects at hand, ideas and thoughts, above, so blow me

Naked cities full of hairless apes, skintight, out of divine insight, nobody’s God died so slowly

Hung to rise from the corpsed 208 bones of rocked, liquid calcium, narrow form’s shape-size

Material girls, fathered by stupid boys are the electrocute-proto neutrons of excited, blinded eyes.

Around the algebra and calculus and trigonometry, invisible points and infinite lines of wrath

Consciousness returns to the being who has fortune in a rear view mirror, trouble will ensue

Causes of the effects beyond the control of the One who seeks the Way down the middle path

Nuts and seeds in grounded solar dust, blown in winds of change back to my Void, #TheBlue.

X marked the G-spot but everyone knew it was a sham of womb, man makin’ more love bone

Creative and destructive at one and the same time, Supernova and Black Hole are hell & gone

You don’t know like I know, what that father and mother have done to me, trained to be free

Liberty and Justice for all even if you cannot handle the Truth, it seeks a dark mind, you see?

It may be a shot in the darkness on the edge of your municipality where you can drop a dime

My place in Space where I can see It all but nothing shines on the vacuum, in and out of Time

Two eyes blind without insight or hindsight, useless tools for survival of the most fit of our ilk

You want it, I want it, they want it, we all want it, health, wealth, eternal love, you #GotMilk?

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r j j stephan, i *Header is the Greek, #Sisyphus the poor #RockPusherman, #UpDown!

c. Dimanche, Freezember 15th, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST

{ Drafted as the #e Coli jumped around as if they owned my sacred two hundred & eight! While listenin’ to the ELVIS PRESLEY EPN: Elvis Presley News #ChristmasPlaylist on youTube cd link @ https://youtu.be/m8IgLJx5U3Y }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

@DierksBentley #DrunkOnAPlane #ThereIsNoReturn #PointOfNoReturn #RightHere #RightNow #SolarEvent #SupernovaMe #CoverMe @BruceSpringsteen @ZZTop @Eurythmics @Keb'Mo' @EdgarAllenPoe

TIGHT FORCE, QUARK OF A 7th SON

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, December 14, 2019

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Above or below the convents of the deep, dead fish nibbling at a mission to Mars’ sea urchins

Moving around the coasts, up, down, north to south, in perpetual retrograde’s One mortal sin

What happened and what is happening and what will happen later today or tomorrow’s blaze

It will be what will be on this evolutionary globule of universal particulars, a psychotic phase.

Mission of the gods is endangered by the justification of being a zero on the Timeline image

To the left is the nugatory and to the right is the positron of atomic electrons and a neutron

Pedal to the metal for you on the narrow way, make an analogy and find the only Truth here

Breathe in and out, the gas’ risky mixture of earthen H2o, UV light’s On us, I dropped a dime.

Here’s a woodpecker and here is an astronaut who fly in and out of deep, gravitational graves

What they see is exactly what you get, nothing more nor less than all there is, every One of Us

Amazed at 4 fingers pointing back to oneself when you point the index at the Void’s empty pi

Blown horns, beaten drums, plucked nylon string theories on point, melody’s chorus is high.

An argument for failure at exploring the unknown Void outside Earth’s blue bubble of Zip

Nothing here to see, don’t even try to radiate your brainwaves of UV and Infrared, Skippy

Peanut butter and sweat out of the body of knowledge, suckin’ the wisdom into jam’s jelly

Air, wind, fire, heat, dirt, Earth are the essence of Stars, all of them and we’re all One, RIP.

On a mission to Uranus between Saturn and Neptune, mankind found the origin of rocks

Blown Hollywood stars of talkies and movies, cosmic joker of walkin’ & talkin’ on the block

Love me not is what the picked petals of the sunflower said, loud and clear, All’s OMG error

What is, what was and what will be, the things that move, then think and evolve Ego mohair.

Plants, animals, rocks that roll from mountains into the deep blue sea, minus H2O, a potato

Appearance of the forms is deceiving once the substance elevates or devolves, essence of zero

Nothing outside of the things of atoms, stuff of molecular animation in the matrix’ of fossils

God-Dog mankind decided a Queen Bee is the sacrosanct stooge of divinity, science of shills.

I sit quietly and unknown on the sandy beach in the darkness of the night, other side of Mars

Spun out in doughnut shaped elliptical revolution from the Original flavor of a nutty whore

It’s all inside my ionic substance and the recollection of that which Was, Is Poe’s #Nevermore

On a mission, formed into a philosophy of exploding gas, needled sheeple tattoos’ blue scars.

Slit and severed by swords and knives of the braves, warriors feared no crunched plant dope

Changed their fear of death into the carelessness of full bravado, extinction or life’s fake hope

OMG #tricky dream when a body becomes dead & buried, mind’s eyes survive, GD holy fuss

Red or white giants in dark decay, I collide, I am a One, a #Google, I’m the 7th son of Chaos.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, FREEZEMBER 14TH, 2019 A.D. @ 5:55 AM PST

{ drafted in ignorance, being enlightened by #TheFutureOfSpaceExploration @ https://youtu.be/_i-zvbQ3p1g & listenin’ to #OldMan by #BestOfZZTop @ https://youtu.be/A3NHOVZe54Y }

FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?