#SmokinAndDrinkin @EVERLAST #LowTempDabbin' @LynyrdSkynyrd

KEYED PHILANTHROPIC ANOMALY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, March 20, 2020

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Trippin’ for your own good, so they said when they wanted your submission to crimes of gods

Commands to obey or else be punished with negative criticism of everyone’s whiskey bongs

To be a good Canadian you must speak not only with an accent but also with a sharp prods

You’d think that you’ve heard it all until one night, you hear what makes God’s divine songs.

For the life of me and you, there’s no way to predict the end of days, mine or yours, it’s all bad

Way too bad to entertain the notion of the good and the ugly, a miracle to be happy in the sad

Divine intervention’s always required when the all too human interjection fails in synch, see?

Calculate viruses within equations, why is it hip to be Mass’ Lights-peed squared? E=#OMG

In the out door where nobody gets out alive, alone and no other way to go except up or down

Pink or red, blue or purple colors swap their time in space for gems to love and hate to own

I was wasted a minute ago and then I got my eyes wide opened by empty shelves in Safeway

Seeing the future comin’ toward me at 90 MPH with no brakes, can’t stop, get out the Way!

Spouting off the excrement of the bulls that came before me, herded the troops into the funk

Can’t see past the big apple people, the fat-arsed folks, larger than a bus’ or jet seat, get drunk

Cases, six-packs, cans or long-necks, whiskey from the Black Jack trippin’ into my gullet hole

Down the hatch, knew a trick or two before I forgot all about it, no worries or frets, just blow.

Time in Space wasted by me and my kin, didn’t know it was all a matter of random luck, son

Now I know but it’s too late for the utilization and here and now is there and then, 1 & done

Low down with me, come on trip on this a second in time, out of time in a fraction of breath

Air above and below the crazy mind I’ve crafted to be the adapter to BS, no worry ‘bout death.

It will come, like it or not, think about it or not, Earth spins, you’re on it, get ready to skip it

Sleeping and never waking up to be conscious ever again or accidental termination of scheet

Cooked up and nearly burned into the essence of Nothing, intercourse of mind and body heat

Brings the thinking monkeys to the front and center of the class, got the answers, the schit!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Vendredi 20 mars 2020 @ 7:11 Ante Meridian (AM); Heure normale du Pacifique (PST)

{ Drafted in loop of #SmokinAndDrinkin Everlast link @ https://youtu.be/mYGGfK4bqVs }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#GramawsHands #COVID-19

WE GOT ONLY WHAT WE GAVE, ALL

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, March 19, 2020

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I had the unbelievable pleasure of shooting an M-16 several times during the struggle to be

A college drop out lookin’ for the next reason to live, on my knees beggin’ for a narrow Way

It was the teaching that assisted this journey from ignorance, without an ally’s aid, to be free

Of the rats’ serendipity which symbolizes it all about life’s evil genius joke but it ain’t funny.

Had a reason to live and then saw the body of bones leakin’ blown skin and hot red blood ice

What that looks like in the body bag is exactly what you’d think, rigor mortus has a high price

You got to let it all go, from the first thought you ever had all through the ordeal, the struggle

Once it comes down to Marshall Law blows, can’t give it up then, harm’s way Taps blowbugle.

Forgot what I was supposed to remember forever, something like you’ll always be my pearl

Or it could be that you said that you never wanted to see me ever again, you said that, right?

If you didn’t say it, did you think that it was true when I said it? Who said what’s goin’ viral

I ain’t gonna give up and I won’t forget until my mind blanks out into a clear slate of blight.

Breathing oxygen, eating nuts and fruit, playing mind games, workin’ for a shot at a has been

Of the disconcerted consciousness’ that stuck in a railing on a bridge, 16 year old Marksmen

Dice rolled, cards played, bluffs called and now the winner smiles at the loser, Win is a Way

To get a return on all that you give away to the world and the matrix itself, do not look away.

Claymore and 50c guns goin’ off between grenaded and m-16 auto-fire, smoke’ll spark some

From my bedroom in Chicago to the marijuana farm outside Da Nang, high way to get home

Night fallin’ and no friends at my back, to my right or left, just music left in me, rollin’ rocks

Combat warfare, all day, every day, 13 months with a 2 week furlough for VD hooker shocks.

Pop said that we only got what we give, only live once here on Earth, devotion to let it all go

Out of your hands, out of all of our minds, so far from the origin you don’t recognize the hole

It’s all you get one the Red Giant implodes, it could be worse but I doubt I could imagine how

I think I’ve thought this through ad infinitum, existence is a mind sandwich, a dream to blow.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Thursday, March 19, 2020 A.D. @ 1:11 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #OriginOfTheUniverse on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/HdPzOWlLrbE after I woke from a dream, in Tibet near a llama cave at the top of the highest peak, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Everest }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#PointsCannotBeSharp #EverythingIsEverything #StillTheSame @NewRadicals @PetriDishes @CoinExchange @ViralInfections

CORONA PILL & A BAT-DOG VIRUS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, March 19, 2020

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Highlights only please, I don’t have the time to live in Italy and make China money, snakes

Travel ban on you and your doctors who diagnose disease in your bodies, jump in the lakes

Play Chinese checkers and Italian Chinese spaghetti and won ton soup, chopsticks in the sink

Snakes and rats unsafe in the chow mien and foo yung, COQ movin’ quick to become extinct.

So the contamination in a filthy place is normal, serve your country, follow orders, get ill, die

You have no reason to doubt me, elderly Italians getting the flu from the Chinese who can fly

Who dies of the flu and the colds of the Winter & Spring, hard surface contact for the elderly

Kill the old people and save the young people, it’s a call for mass extinction, naked ape silly.

Catastrophic events in your life end at your final demise, survivors will mourn and forget you

It’s the narrow way to move toward your death from life’s B negative charge of blood of blue

Teach your children to live and die like their kin or they’ll go out their mind, that being said

Origin of the virulent infection is the Bats and Rats pasta, meatball killer food kills you dead.

Eat the kisses and shake the hands of the sick and elderly, that will exterminate the wisdom

You and your babies are gonna get old and die too, it’s sooner than later, sequester your mom

Put her in a safe place, don’t shake her hand, don’t kiss her cheek and by kracky, don’t eat her

Candy hard sugar or soft chocolate, melts in mouths, rots the teeth, a diabetic candy number.

Retool your life, now you know that you are all gonna die, my medication from China is junk

Chinese junk on 7 seas, in plastic bottles stuffed with cotton in pharmaceutical leverage funk

Handcuffed to your ankles, the heavy metal is the last sound you’ll hear, drag you up the aisle

Supply chains of my gang unlinked from the pills of Chinese drugs in a toilet paper viral trial.

Shutdown your husband, your wife & children, your parents, your friends, all beyond the pail

Locked down and out from the happiness and love we all had a minute ago, now it’s all gone

Trade the present for the future and a probability that you’ll lose it all is high, reality’s will fail

Short people need social distance from moronic idiots, toilet paper’s all gone, COV-19’s pawn.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Thursday, March 19th, 2020 A.D. @ 5:30 AM PST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to the #NewRadicals #SomedayWeWillKnow on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/bDmA8qQKhMY }

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W.W.A.R.D.?