#StayInsideOfYou #IWantToBeThere #CrusinTogether #JustToSeeHerOneMoreTime #LifeOfThisParty

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TO THE 9’S, ONE NIGHT OF KISSIN’

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, January 24, 2020

#ToTheNines

Taken aback to First Cause of the First Breath of oxy-hydro-nitroglycerin gas chambered lead

Utter shock and awe following appearances of UFO lights, exploding white, black & blue skies

From sea to sea, moonshine and sunshine waver ‘til the Supernova’s consolidator atonement

Birds don’t fly, fish don’t swim, worms and snakes don’t crawl on The Rock’s demolishment.

Thought bubble drawn above my head for the meaning of the Word, the sound of the Silence

Coming from caves with holy scratches on the walls, where humans hid from a tiger’s stance

Ready to pounce on you before you even knew you were the hunted, to be recycled, Big Schit

A growler or the runs are better than the clogged rivers within the mundane bones of this It.

Words come in and out of my mind, what’s the program that my father left me, it’s forgotten

I think for certain or I wouldn’t be able to compile the thoughts from electronic shock-a-Zulu

A wavelength of cosmic light in ultraviolet essence of the Void, all infrared waves in heaven

Waiting for the Singularity to emerge once the deed is done, go to the light, #NewsAtEleven!

A day after you’ve expired your Time in Space, the rock and the animated bones still revolve

Around in circles about the only thing that matters, the mighty star, the sun, our sun of love

It’s not for the sake of love, not all of it, it’s appears to be an alien experiment, overlord scuff

Unintended consequence of making things multiply like bacteria in agar, overpopulated puff.

Three, two and the One is all I’ve been able to snatch from the jaws of hyper-existence, Fear

It is the only thing that can stop anyone human from diving off of a board or cliff, I’m skeert

Stopping or going make no difference in the long run, the happening will indeed, be It, there

Right in the pocket, in the sweet spot where fear and loathing disintegrate into my long hair.

Cosmic menudo or a grand illusion of the lost minds of philosophers and high priests, OMG

It will play itself out with or without my intent to direct the production, amen & mice overlap

With just a scent of the baited, bacon or cheese or peanut butter attracts the Snap of the Trap

What it is? Until the #BitterEnd, programmed to be #Woke, above & below, I’m #BornFree!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, January 24th, 2020 A.D. @ 4:04 AM PST

{ Ate an apple from a tree in the danger zone this AM, nothing happened! Drafted listenin’ to #MotownGreatest #soulGods on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ALumPcuOCcQ }

1 + 1 = 2
FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#RespectYourself @MavisStaples @StaplesSisters #DontGiveACahoolt

PERFECT EXPLANATION, A #TODO

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, January 23, 2020

-------------------- #NoDisrespectForYou --------------------

When your smoke pulled into the driveway at the end of the cul-de-sac, you were so discreet

Always only me, myself and I, the prize of your search for the way to get down on easy street

How it is now’s the way it’s been since day 1 on the first ray of sunshine, blown neutron ends

I don’t disrespect the respectable but get that sheet off your face, I’m all on my way to offend.

Everybody knows that everything is everything or it’s nothing, there are no alternatives here

Now is the Time for all good humans to prove their value, their worth for the genome’s Funk

It happens every day and every night, the earth balls swing, sway, spin and drink ale and beer

Foam high above the stein’s lip where ours meet in the touch of liquid sunshine, mother #err.

You walk, crawl or run like a bat out of hell, as if there’s a hell where bats live, it’s just a Hole

Deeply dug into the hydrogen, oxygen, nitrogen and the space testes for the Deep Space Bowl

Containerized space balls of atomic fission and fusion, dipped into a chocolate human dessert

Dead and gone, historical phantoms who may never have been here at all, in First Place dirt.

OK Corral or the Void of the Singularity’s Event Horizon, respect for yourself will kill a Word

God, your mother and father, the emptiness of the genome before the Big Bang of my old bird

Down in the deep, it’s frozen cold but not quite solid ice, slurp a swallow of my unholy bones

I got here to home, Chicago, L.A. to NYC, hand over my mouth, text the solution of iPhones.

All of me and all of you, all of us, respected or disrespected matters only in the grand illusions

There’s a thing more to life than just One’s existence, birth, death, phuqin’ venial/mortal sins

Where in God’s name or Buddha’s presence in the Now or Siddhartha’s thoughts about Being

Supreme or the least of the molecules atoms, down to the quarks and charm of a Bee’s sting.

Utter nonsense in the realm of the people, the comrades and the slaves of the grind of a Boss

Sheets off of the faces now for a brand new day movin’ on from the darkness to the emptiness

Four score and twenty black birds in a rhubarb pie, swiped off the window sill, sign of a cross

Hand over your mouth, can’t blow wind that hard, the Word won’t hurt divine Eternity’s rest.

Conditions that you’ve found makes your life better than knowing it’s all an accidental crash

Of the men and the rats that roll with the First Cause’s movement of SuperNova caused void

Nothing’s left, this is what it all looks like when you’ve got the sense to see an idiotic scheme

Or Adam or the tiny mitochondria that evolved from the One and Only, dyin’ in my dream.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Janvier 23rd, 2020 A.D. @ 8:88 AM PST

{ Jacked this #SMOKE up out of the blue this AM with a crowbar and a jackhammer, this is the way to become immortal before you die! Link to RESPECT YOURSELF, #StaplesSisters 2020 Staples Sister Family Reunion @ https://youtu.be/-1pYKdqD1ls }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

@TheloniousMonk & friends #ImpeachThePresident @TheHoneyDrippers

FEAR NO EVIL, LIVE FOR MY LADY

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, January 22, 2020

------  #ItGoesWithoutSaying ------

Both FIRST LADY MELANIA TRUMP & the best POTUS # 45 - Donald J. Trump since #1W

Move the chess pieces on the board of sixty-four just like they’ve been there forever, DCproud

It’s nothing personal and certain to upset the carts of overpriced apples at a supermarket ‘U’

Lookin’ for trouble, finding it from pole to pole, around the Earth’s seven seas of my shroud.

You know more than I do what the consequence of life is, nobody hides mortality on the gods

Nobody ever sees their bodies because they don’t really exist in any reality, in any galaxy et al

Would have loved to not only believed the high priests and the monks and nuns and brothers

From the first day I heard that an invisible being was in charge of the Good and Evil queers.

Nothing wrong with being anti-species, pro-extinction but you can’t live in the genome’s agar

Extraction is both necessary and sufficient on Hollywood Blvd, fortune and fame not real far

Smellin’ the candy from a few miles up the 405 and all the way over to the Malibu beach surf

Back at the ranch, no money, no bills, anonymous to the NSA, CIA, FBI, omnivorous smurfs.

Everything on top of the rock other than the water makes it look like an irregular, holy potato

Add gravity, hydrogen and oxygen & boom, you’ve got a falling Messiah and minions to blow

Screaming bloody murder when it’s really no big thing to be right and ethical, a neutral judge

You and I and all of the POTUS from #1 to #46, all ruled this nation for 244 years, aw, fudge.

#ImpeachThePresident is only a #1 song on youTube link puttin’ licks down on youtube fool

Link @ https://youtu.be/Q0GMzLP6lMU but only the lord above knows, maybe Buddha too

There’s no way to know anything about the afterlife’s form of matter, it’s a leaping unknown

Underground, hidden behind lead walls xrays can’t penetrate, it’s a holy relic of the redBone.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Wednesday, January 22nd, 2020 A.D. @ 5:55 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @TheloniousMonkQuartet at Volkshaus, Theatersaal on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/iD_4EftNDGE @Zurich-Switzerland 02/26/1964 @CharlieRouse (ts) @TheloniousMonk (p) @Edward"Butch"Warren (b) @BenRiley }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?