#DriveToTheBasket #PlayToWin #NeverLoseEver

COLLAR OF BLUE & SKINNY JEANS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, January 1, 2020

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Is your conscience bothering you today, did you fail to observe the honor of being goddam

Descended from the sinners who made the angels blush, in a garden, on an island of man

Blue more like azure, ocean turquoise mutant tortoise and Earth specific fauna, a love song

Down the line, we know it’s just a creation of the ones who feared their own right and wrong.

Pretty words, sounds of a melodious signal to the one who yearns for peace and harmony, aw

Feeling some compassion and remorse for the ones who are long gone or not here yet, a flaw

Embedded within the formula of acid, breakin’ the good, the bad and sprinkled with the ugly

Blinded by bright neon lights, nothing matters in short or long runs, mirror of my mug I see.

I wanted to get to heaven from the time I rocked out of the Ozark to the alewives of Michigan

On down to the Florida Everglades and Mississippi River delta, on the boardwalk of Jersey

Queen of the King’s shore’s sun, a schizophrenic treat of the ninth dimension, playin’ I see

When I must, I grab the boom of the box with The Charlie Daniels Band, I country-rock me.

Now there’s a beat and a melody, it moves the feet and the head, pops the finger bones loud

Gathered around the gang of chosen ones who love to be together, enjoying company crowd

With no further adieu, the main ingredient for the species survival is in cement, it’s romance

A movement of the wings and feathers, a shuffle and side-step of feet, a mate & a twist dance.

Fooled around a few nights and found that the fools fell in love and felt the feeling of another

Skin on skin, lips to lips, arms around the 208 bones of potential frenzy, denial of a mother

A father being only a tool of the avoidance of extinction, accidental, conscious-stream trips

A beam of light, a change from frozen-stiff, cold as ice to a liquid, heavy gas of two red lips.

I got your sentimental fool over here, sitting next to my two jokers and four kings of the deck

All hands can’t be on deck no-more, utter destitution of Will to Survive, instinction ewe fleece

In Space and Time, the DNA runs its course and the circle is complete by it’s natural star trek

A reversal of fortune in store for every single One of the poor babies a woman rested in peace.

Smell the signals some day before it’s too late, it’s over a moment before you know it, a form

It’s all there is, a shape of the Way, the only Way that an animal can be, a mortal eater-worm

Living and immigrating from continent to continent because there’s nothing else to do, It’s it

Life conceived, born, moved, animated, sublimated and eliminated from a gene pool, #Schit!

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r j j stephan, i

c. NEW YEAR 2020, Janvier 1st, 2020 A.D.

{ Drafted listenin’ to Lynyrd Skynyrd #SweetHomeAlabama & @ https://youtu.be/ye5BuYf8q4o & R.l.Burnside #EverythingIsBroken @ https://youtu.be/jhKqqYuV9MU }

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#StatusQuo #QuidProQuo @YoMama @ricoSacto #ricoSacto #FortuneTellerLies #JoeSatriani #JackieGreene #DontLetTheDevilTakeYourMInd #JustWalkOnWaterInABoat

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CHECK YOUR GIG LINE, SAILOR!

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Richard Joseph Stephan·Wednesday, January 1, 2020

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Now and then a man’s gotta watch a football game and some beer and whiskey commercials

With or without you, it’s gonna come up one way or the other, the dream in the dream ends

Not because of the Will to Power ending but to the air breather failing to replenish the gases

Required to be or not to be due to the First Cause being the thing itself, a being as such, ass!

Now and then a woman’s gotta recapitulate the complimentary existence, dependence on Pa

Not ma but pa, without whose seminal essence it would’t have been possible to conceive Ma

Neither the sky’s imaginary color to the eye of the beholder nor the purpose of your life quest

Rockin’ and rollin’ down the highway or staying put in one place, country of Best of the Best.

Human culture and civilization on the stage of the apparent appropriation of a conscious con

First Cause being an accidental emergence of living matter, in or out of a Black Hole horizon

Regardless of your or my own intent regarding the way that Things Should Be, it’s a moot hit

Nowhere will the bull’s eye ever hit the dead end Singularity with the might of Hercules’ chit.

Gods won’t be present in the future nor were any even on planet Earth for a moment of Past

History records the mental problems of the historians and philosophers, Magician and Priest

Punks descended into the ghetto on down the line form the Work, the Chore, the Struggle It

From First Cause to the Final Flight of atomic nuclei, at the pleasure of the royal flush exit!

In the eddy you never know where you’re goin’ once your mind is thrown into a tizzy of wind

Around in a circle of infinity, driven with nuclear fusion and fission, no regard for The Hand

Burnt to a crisp epidermal wrap of muscles, sinews, organs and bones, an Aunt Gert spirit job

Beyond good and evil, where angels fear to go, that’s where I’ll be, on a gig-line, yo’ #JibJab!

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r j j stephan, i

c. WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 1st, 2019 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ drafted contemplating Reality & the lack thereof & jammin’ to Joe Satriani #Strange on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/kzRh4oDrMEs & STILL ringin' from LIVE @JackieGreene last night at the #CrestTheater, here's what ya missed link @  }

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#PODCASTED #liveNotlive #HappiestOfNewYear2020AD #ItMeansNothingToAnybody #DeadAndGoneInUtero #ShipAhoyMothers

 

...some of my folks from 1957 or so...my godfather Antonio Alfano marriage to my Aunt Betty!!

 

LONGTIME NOSEE, UKRAINE CANE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, December 31, 2019

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Well, it’s time for another short flight to look for my daily carrion, #Everybird’s in the city

I’ve got a family to feed, they’re growing hungry and want to escape the nest, fly the coup

Where the good and the bad never come but always in wait of the innocent city without pity

I swoop and snag, whatever is moving, running, walking, crawling, swimming, I will poop!

Just a flying transformer of life’s matter and form into the shredded cells of Earth soil of me

Coming or going underground or into outer atmospheres below Voidness, Nothing’s all done

Uphill & downhill from the ground of inheritance, DNA accidental bash of my Will to Power

God is every animated or inanimate object with acid of the stars trippin’ here, Adam at One.

Your fate is my own, being creative about the answers given to the youngsters is beyond Good

Truth is the reality of life and death, we’ll come and go without a concert, on morgue slab-ice

Eyes wide open with apparent emotional distress at seeing the Truth, a frightening incipience

Wisdom of Nature, of mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, friends, enemies, God is good Food.

Of the eagle’s carrion, the skulls and bones of society is no secret, you’ve magic spell’s 1 Word

On the trip of your life, thank you to the powers who raised you from a seed to this Eagle bird

Nothing eats me because the taste of my meat is disturbingly inedible, even the hungry gag it

Everything is everything, that is Truth nobody will deny, mortal beings eat up immortal chit.

Wicked, in the throes of last days of mortal Life, kicking, screaming for a shortcut out of love

The skin and bones you’re in, your soul, your invisible spirit nobody ever sees with their teats

Get the yo ho ho and the bottle of 151 rum gettin’ down the dry throat, I require asses in seats

Down below here, tripped over a curb, a maroon in heavy traffic, “I” am all of the dead above!

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r j j stephan, i *

c. FREEZEMBER 31st, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST

{ Inhaled #WORD before the morning light so you could choke on them when the solar heat hits us after a 93 million mile trip out of nowhere & listening to the #MightyOjays The OJays Guest House #ShipAhoy & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9-LuNJXFGTU }

*HAPPY NEW YEAR 2020

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