#UncontestedRideAroundTheCity @Chicago #Chicago #ATrain #AllAboard

ALL ABOARD! WORTH THE TRIP!

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, January 14, 2020

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If you haven’t gone on a trip to the awesome place in space up near the north pole, #Go

Alaska on a ocean liner full of people, crew, staff of entertainment and passenger overflow

Going in and out of ports to disembark for a myriad of activity, too much to run it down

Suffice it to say, you will not be bored, you will be well taken care of, for a lowbrow clown.

A speculation and condition of results when you fiddle around with the symbols of Oedipus

Rock and roll move the bones and limbs nobody sees, a ghost, a spirit, a soul on my knees

Political intrigue for those who are too bored to say, wait just a moment, thank you please

Around the world, the circle is fluid and becomes nothing, substance of the #Fake priests.

First movement of the hands of time, seconds and minutes full of hours and dried bones

Bleached into wide swathes of what it means to be jolly roger’s sky king of the queen s#it

First movement of slapped hands of time, seconds, minutes and hours tick to opal Stones

Better never than late, it’s on the had, on the nose of the red rose, I smelled & suckled It

Too far to go before the essence has transformed into the plethora of the Singularity locust

Montage of the humane treatments in an empty Void around Earth, #Clearlit black stardust

Paranoid of the Persians and the river of loathing where a river runs through the Eden of Id

Multiple divisions of cells into keepers of mitochondrial fluid, of One and only One, The Kid!

Fulfillment of the needs and desires of the thing itself, extinction is immanent then, got milk?

From the cows and goats and women we milk the teats dry until there’s nothing but dead air

For the mice and the men left to the skies above and below the center line of the jump balls

It ends where it began, same place and time, problematic solutions... Paul Harvey, good day!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mardi, Janvier 14th, 2019 A.D. @ 8:25 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to Blues&Soul Bar ChicagoRock #SugarHillATrain on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4huQooXJIlo }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#BornToSlitherAndRock #ThatsHowItIs #MadnessSadness & @MarvinGaye

AN AHA, A NARROW WAY TO FEAR?
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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, January 14, 2020

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Once upon a time, an itty, bitty boy with innocence and a need to know the Truth, all of It, All

Through training on the A-train, never all-in on the unholy functions of the Cosmic Soup Sea

Space outside Earth with neither trace of Love nor Hate, just a looped train, Bad Smell orbit

Or oval or just a train on elevated tracks about the city in a Loop, pain in the Michigan shyte.

Tears ran with the sewage of the blood and sweat, love turned to sorrow ad infinitum, so sad

But you know it’s not your personal fault, just your ancestors’ inheritance from a god of bad

Leaving the good and ugly to fend for themselves without disturbance from all negative vibes

In music and philosophy of existence and a metaphysics of empty vacuum theories, g-bribes.

Superwoman, superman, there ain’t even One, never was and never will be a DNAcid atrophy

Nothing is immortal and if anything is immortal then it’s an unknown concept, pseudo-entity

Processing the data as a computer might, with logic and reason, no passion or dog in the hunt

Slaves owned by masters who might terminate the existence of themselves and a tribal bunt.

In the US of the A’s, that’s how it is when you’re four or five and housed by the dead end kids

Wild when they were young, thrown into battles in wars, watched death with innocent eyes

Turned the gold back into the lead of the ground, the substance of meaning, what it’s all ‘bout

I know just what you’re goin’ through now, without a lick of meaning, the Way of Love’s out!

Glad to be here for a moment, accidental solar, black hole, residue of The Plethora’s elliptical

Overdue commitments to fulfill now being rectified by the powers that Be, you and me, US

To the squares and the cubes in the third dimension of Time, here in the Void of head cheese

Here today and gone tomorrow, madness of universal logarithms, a grateful, deadhead bell?

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r j j stephan, i *-header is ME ‘bout 54 years ago, innocence! LOLs MY favorite! #HowItIs!

c.   Mardi, Janvier 14th, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST

{ Jammed out of the ether this AM, loopin’ Marvin Gaye #ThatsTheWayLoveIs ‘cause I felt that I ain’t got no friends, sentenced to uncertainty in the infinitude of a Facebook Punsters Asylum & COERCED to listen AND memorize the tuneage, “I did all the legwork, therefore, I am,” a link @ https://youtu.be/p2R4CNHJrps & A #TRAMP bone-US below by the #Uniques }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#StrippersNeedBoyfriendsToo #ArmstrongAndGettyRock #RippedByXRayAndCosmicDust

xRAYS, COSMIC DUST & WISDOM
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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, January 13, 2020

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Paid nothing for this, educated by my grandfathers and grandmothers children, enculturated

Homo Sapiens inherited the luck of the draw, the babies given to orphanages or convent of Id

Where the egocentric man-boys form a gang of a dirty dozen or three, rules the world of gold

Inside of your cardboard box with headphone/earbuds blockin’ out the footsteps and tire roll.

Lighthouses a twinkle of shining stars into the wild, dark night’s liberty, a #1 hit song to sing

For being in a place in Space at a specific Time in Pleasure and Pain both enjoyed it, suffering

Fear of Death and gravitational attraction derived from First Move of the Earth, orbit of love

Nothing lasts forever and forever lasts longer than that, infinity of the proverbial ghost above.

Out of the fountain by Michigan’s lake, I’ve become jaded by the sheer genius of the he-Man

Showing the ignorant the way to the wise power, leading to the unsuccessful din of Peter Pan

Oh no, we’re all gonna die, hum dump fell off a brick/rock/China wall, broke up in smidgens

From the yoke of DNA smart enough to climb an electronic wall full of electrocution of aliens.

If you are born and raised inside of a dark cave without live, you won’t need eyes to see The It

Something unknown becomes a feeling, not a vision to the psycho-social mind trust of my Id

Coming into plethoras past a singularity stretch of DNA quarks, #Cornpop’s hair n’ spareribs

Perfection of one’s own imaginary philosophy of existence, bygones and mitochondrial webs.

Cast aspersions at the way of the middle path at your own peril, look over the precipice of me

Who you are and were is not who you’ll be at the final termination of your moves of the godly

Earth spins, gives an impression of light and dark, egg-triggered mortality, blind faith screes

A bitter taste, pungent smell, hard to say, acidic or alkaline, stardirt god’s a dirty, holy freeze!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, Janvier 13, 2020 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST

{ Released the hounds, edited by the tortoise editorial staff of random #botsOfFB & listenin’ to the scree of the #HornyTortoises on The Facebook Church of Armstrong and Getty a flamethrower Talk 650 KSTE 0600-1000 AM PST link  Armstrong And Getty Radio Talk Show #LightInTheDark

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