#ForNoLoveOfGod #HumansAreIndeedAllTooHuman #DogIsDead #WORDup @ThePolice #ThePolice @GrouchoMarx

SECRET’S SAFE WITH ME, CHIEF!
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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, December 16, 2019 #BirdIsIndeedTheWord

You can call me out whenever you think you want to hear the Truth of the Husky race track

Between the cold wars that bit off less than they could chew, just a leader of a ice-sled pack

Bunches of wolves from Siberia not knowing anything but blue, white-out and dry blood red

Kind and ferocious at the drop of a dime or a Canadian Mounty-hatted man, it has been said.

Corn-fed or wheat bread & butter from Winter to Fall, simmer down in Summer post Spring

A circular jerking and wobbling of the conglomerate astral fecal matter, smells of star’s stuff

Like Chicago, the city of bad smells, stench from dead fish and the words of ape-men lingo

Laws to regulate unintelligent, immoral beasts who ignore categorical imperatives for bingo.

Wrote and said something about things themselves, the essence of the origin and bitter Ends

Where brave men fear to tread, past the known into the darkness, I dive in a diaper, I deepen

In an empty Void of humanity which is all too human, a skeleton’s keys my Rolls to extinction

Killers used to be my friends until they came for me, to kill a free bird who lives to mock Sin.

Liberty inherited from the dissatisfied fighters for a Space and Time they call their Own joint

Willing to fight and die for the Way of the Warrior, free from kings and queens who dictate in

Suits of sharks and pinstriped shysters who move their keesters for nobody, jokers’ on point

When it comes down to getting out of trouble before you meet death’s crushing blow, I win!

Thank you if it pleases you to think and know you’ve come to Earth as a holy, orphanage egg

From a microscopic dot of DNA to your mother’s holy womb, hot pocket of rock concert swag

Utterly senseless, the First Cause makes four moves, up, down, in and out of Saturn’s o-rings

Insightful reflection of nothing at all gives you the epistemological edge of philosopher kings.

Stare at me and I stare at you for seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, years of spin to fade

Wobbling, rotating, revolving like things we sense do, we are what it is, matter’s in retrograde

Now hear this, right here and right now, your brain and mind will sink fast if you’re poisoned

Nobody in cosmic soup’s worth dying for, to kill your One life, so keep it alive or be The Dead.

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r j j stephan, i

c. LUNDI, FREEZEMBER 16TH, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ drafted with love thoughts of the solar system in retrograde of its own natural ecliptic, fading #FakeNews conceptual analysis, while listenin’ to #SuperIntelligence - 24/7 Binaural Beats Focus/Concentration jams @ https://youtu.be/DyYrIxRXFeU & for my infinite pleasure, Gwen Stefani & Blake Shelton #YouMakeItFeelLikeChristmas link @ https://youtu.be/3ZT9_H4-hbM}

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#PunkedInTheFunk #Wanderers

GAMMA RAY FUNK, IN DEEP SPACE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, December 16, 2019

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Meaning of the predication used in the exposition of the crushing, infrared Osiris ultraviolet

Unique and common at one and the same time, a star is born before the same dark starburst

Nothing anyone can say or do to cause Origin to change its nature, stillborn, cosmic Signus

HD209458B, Osiris, God of the Dead, stellar drama of asteroids’ gravity collapsed Pegasus.

It’s hot at one time and simultaneously cold every time, the fullness and absence of gas burns

Be alive and breathe in and out, it’s expansion and contraction of matter, takin’ it, dirty turns

Fall hurtles into winter, then spring. summer, ad infinitum, cosmos spins its wobbling bytes

Orphan worlds, neglected children #Planimo, the ejection out of a Pulsar’s Milky Way fights.

I am skeptical and you are stuck in the muck and mire of the cosmic funk inherited by Adams

Crushed by the weight of Eve and her children’s souls, chaos’ baby, microbial zombie remains

Merry gods orbit the hot fun in the summertime and frigid void of the voided vogue, my Void

Moon rivers of galactic rock collisions create the rollin’ rocks we all know today, AC/DC hoy!

Water on Earth is nearly everywhere except the uncovered mountains look like dry, old #ice7

High pressure make the H2O alive and form a moving crystal, rock salt of my mother’s moon

If there’s a son of atom, It exists there, in Adam of the Sun, superstar, cosmos’ dusted heaven

City of angels and another of bad smells, diamonds and silk rise to the top, await the swoon!

Ports to park your ride for maintenance and get ready for the super nova, you cannot escape

Nobody gets out alive, God and the angels all descend to the center of the Singularity’s drape

Minds over matter find Nothing left to perceive, zero left to think about, everything is broken

From the core of ignorant, Milky Ways into bellies of beasts, we plummet to be or not, ZaZen.

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r j j stephan, i

c. LUNDI, FREEZEMBER 16TH, 2019 A.D. @ 1:11 AM PST

{ Standing at a black hole’s holy singularity, a swallow of a bird in grave danger of extinction, listenin’ to the #SoundsOfSilence on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/LjIu-o3wDXA }

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#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 }

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