@NilsLofgren #Believe! #JustBecauseYouLoveMe

COMPARED TO EVERYTHING ELSE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, February 16, 2020

Priority numero uno is all you need to know, the rest is ancient history, the minions’ pablum

What can be swallowed will be gorged upon and if that isn’t just a hoot, like a lion on a prowl

Format for the forms and the essence of being is in the DNA which is coded in the god of this

If you don’t get the blind faith bug when you’re younger than 7, you’re a mean & lean atheist.

Pro or con of each and every philosophical argument regarding the nature of Reality’s stage

Becomes the end of days for the ones who gain the Absolute Truth that cannot be denied age

It’s immortal like the rocks on the third planet from the sun, all stoned free and ageless dust

From Time to Time in this empty space of relationship with the men and their fake gods’ lust.

Comin’ to Jesus or being One as the Buddha, either way the light as it is, is all there is, Void

Lacking everything that’s everything, that is Nothing without equal, the function of androids

To be or not to be is not the question, only an entertaining notion for those who fear death is

And the taxes levied upon the labor’s blood, sweat and tears, food out of children’s mouths.

In Tennessee or Kentucky, nobody forgets how to hunt the coons, hounding up wisdom’s nut

Inside of the soft, codes for life of the xylems and phloems from sub root to the sweet flower

Burned in utero as the corpses often are, the magnus corpus you see right here and now, it is

What it appears to be, dream in a dream, like E.E.Poe and ilk like myself, agent orange fizz.

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r j j stephan, i

c. February 16th, 2020 A.D. @ 6:66 PM PST

{ Drafted listenin’ to jams on Daryl's House Club LIVE assorted artists, on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/92WoPrrwbzA }

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#ThisOnesForYouPops&RickyV #IMissYouPopAndBrothersRay

SHREDDIN’ UPSIDE DOWN G.O.A.T.

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, February 16, 2020

Who could ever lie about the Truth, any word to change truth to a god am lie, just because

It could have been for the sake of the genome, of the human being DNA and the whole fuss

About whether to be or not to be, how to survive constant death punches to your face-nose

From the Bowery to the Bronx, Southside Chitown, East L.A. from Seattle to Miami to Taos.

I ain’t the one and I never was nor will I ever be at any time in the future of my fantastic Id

Never listens to my super ego or even my humble ego, just interrupts every single time I try it

Bright eyes in dark sides of the minds-eye and blinded by exploding ordinance, killed the ape

Party was over when the music died of being exposed to the violent morons of the pack rape.

If not every time then for certain some of the time, most of the time or maybe none of It

I entertain all possibilities with value to achieve my penultimate goal, to be One with gods

Ones who made the way in a conundrum to be solved by philosophical conceptual analysis

As if it means that the Truth deduced or induced is in fact, an educated guess at being Is.

Neither path to be walked upon is easy, with or without the thorns on grounded, mortal sin

Sake of the substitute for the invisible, a theory of divine conjunction with praying for a kiss

From the One we love, as above and so below, the thing is a fine display for the anarchy bliss

ON and OFF, IN and OUT, this here and that there is the organ of confusion and dissolution.

Greatest Of All Time is a compliment, worth a moment or two for insipid, insightful repartee

Where neither party’s individuals have the ability to STFU as long as one person has the floor

Everybody comes one way or another at some point of their life on the 3rd rock from Sun sky

It’s a #machinegun you want then you shall have it, it’s Jimi’s bombs away, what’s the score?

Dusk until dawn, all night long everything that’s everything is fading away, mission scrubbed

Fallen angels never were angels in the first place, an enemy of mine, wants a rubber in an urn

Yet elastic just isn’t good enough and now there’s polyester for the inspector to feel the burn

I am one of the knights of Nicht, you can’t step into the same river twice, it’s fluid on the run.

Common women and uncommon phantasms get from the safe space to an end game’s shocks

As if you never knew that the day was going to come when you’d have to reconcile the karma

Of what you did measured by the intent of harm done, it is innocent poppycock's hard rocks

Rooster cocks crow all night long to a million saint deities, whodo voodoo, the GOAT’s arm.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Sunday, February 16th, 2020 A.D. @ 3:33 PM PST

{ Drafted after comin’ down from the mountains of Lake Tahoe and then across Highway 49 from #Hangtown through #Coloma, #PilotHill & #Cool, killer coffee there in Cool, CA & the scones are #ToDieFor...at the intersection of Hwy 49 & Hwy 193, & of course WHILE listenin’ to what me & my babe, Carol Ann heard last night, Jonny Lang here’s the same kind of concert we saw in the middle of Lake Tahoe last night, here’s a 2014 gig @ WCLZ studio on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/0lZDL3idfy0 }

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#EyesAintKiddin' #LetsRoll #KickHeadsIn

YOU MUST BE KIDDIN’

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, February 16, 2020

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Saint Valentino took off yesterday, had to fix a sprinkler while being sick as a dog, no prob

Dog’s aren’t pall that sick for any reason so I should have gotten over myself and itched a lot

Headache, backache, chills, fever, no problem, get to the store and get the sprinkler replaced

Sick as a love rabbit who thinks that a man is anything more than just all too human, I’m god.

If and only if god is everything and everything is everything or nothing at all, it’s the kill fear

Man nasty and mean when the syndrome of the mind and brain atrophy and become a bear

Ready to bite and finish off the kill with a swipe of the claw, sliced into four nice pieces of air

Polluted and infused with the oxygen and hydrogen lost in the ocean of salt, sugar baby hair.

On the back burner on the backside near the darkside, the dream withers away, peace no mo

Just a hassle from the dawn ‘til the dusk, all my fault for not awakening before the nightmare

Because after it began there’s no stopping it from runnin’ its course, origin to go ad infinitum

Pairing or going solo matters little to me, I slither, I am and if you can’t stand me, lemme go.

Dust off my feet and get ready to hit the rails, in the freezing cold of night, no shoes or socks

Barefootin’ from Maine to California, from Northeast to Southwest, the train’s out of tracks

Perfectly at one with the frozen tundra above as well as below, Star cinders of Earthenware

A point is moot, my love has broken the burden of carriage, the weight of tortoise and a hare.

In a race to the finish line where angels fear to go and couldn’t get to if they tried, it’s a dream

Angels never dream only humanity does, dreaming about being angel dust or devil seed, I am

Fixed and innocent of the crimes of the creator, leaving the cash for a spousal cache, ah Maw!

Forever or never’ss a matter of concern for the living not the already gone, my old fatal flaw.

I got to go, I got to leave, I got to move it like I ain’t ever moved it before, I am what it is now

Always was but I forgot for a New York minute, when it counted, I counted myself in or out

Never to return to the stasis of the powers that be, that never were in the first place or second

This chunk of junk has kicked it off around the clock, not a matter of Time any longer, Space.

Droopy eyes and runny nose just don’t get the sympathy deserved, it’s all pretended, unreal

Analyze the concepts over ad infinitum and the conclusion remains the same, deduction zeal

Know it all now that I’ve penetrated the failed safe that contained the Word, sound byte Om.

Then and if and only if you come around to the origin of your egg, it’s the Holy Papa in Rome.

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r j j stephan, i

c. February 16th, 2020 A.D. *This was in my heart on St. Valentine’s Day, for my sweet wife!

{ Drafted while listenin’ to a 2014 @JonnyLang concert at the @BigEastyCoventGarden link @ https://youtu.be/7ibJn_7fQzQ, saw his band last night in South Lake Tahoe 2-15-2020 for #StValentinesDay }

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