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PRECISELY, A POW IN THE KISSER

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, March 29, 2020

-------------- #HaveLoveWillTravel - @TomPetty ---------------

Everybody must have their tea time, pinky up, slurp a sip of oolong for the Time is Tea

That is all that’s important, without tea the mind doesn’t go along with the mover’s fee

To drink a cup a day, 365 days a year and live to be 90 Y.O. means you ARE the Grateful

Of the dried, dead plants on the Southeast ground in China, near the Temple of the Fool.

Think about this Time and Space, history will be the account of what happened in a huge lie

Someone knew the Truth but didn’t say what it was, never told a soul what it is, allegro blobs

Always to be or not to be, what the substance is in it’s substratum form is a tiny Tse Tse fly

Why it’s blue is because of the infinite sadness of being ignorant and a tool of the flashmobs.

Never ask why if you don’t want to know because it will set you free and you might be a tramp

From loneliness being in space without another organic form, that would be a dear, dead God

Dead but grateful that they don’t have to struggle for the existence, survival in a bog-swamp

By the way, you know nothing and guess at everything because you’re unthreatened by gods.

If this means was then you’ve gone to far to attempt to confiscate what I love, freedom’s to be

Or not to be as the old sirs of the bygone days used to say, thinking that they were sons of Ga

Yet there never were and never will be, what they are is an ‘X’ slot of macro evolutionary DNA

Microbes of viruses move to survive in the Host which feeds us, our communion is US, today.

You cannot make this scat up out of thin air, standing on the shaky quakes, I look out below!

Falling down with an Italian beef in one hand and a holy bible of another, praying on the prey

Getting dragged into the chamber of complete desolation, chained by the hooves, no screams

They don’t hear noisy #Moos they talk about Sanskrit and kids as I lay dying, I’m #man-cow!

Set sail on the infinite trip on the Earth’s land and sea, wind blown on one to seven wet seas

Floating upon or submarining within the confines of Earth’s core and the atmosphere’s door

Closed to keep the Space out, thrived and civilized, now we’re redhot dogs, LSD acid freezes

No slight of hand magic or jacked up queen can touch my @PhilosophersStone, I’m a drone #Boar.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Sunday, March 29th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 08:00 Ante Meridian, Pacific Standard Time

{ Drafted while listenin’ to Holy Word BC of #FreeBurghers & #Boers on youTube, Therollingstunes #Hits #DoomAndGloom #JustAShoutAway rhyme link @ https://youtu.be/1DWiB7ZuLvI }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HighsAndLows #GotDownToGetHighUpAboveHereAndNowAndThen... #BulletHitsTheBone #WelcomeHome @KidRock #ROCKS

#CantGetNoConnection   #WTFAreYou?

FORCED NEUTRALITY, HIGH ALERT

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, March 28, 2020

----------------------    #TwilightZone    --------------------

Sirens scream, horns blow, cowbells ring and all of the people from the foothills remain alert

Mothers raised no fools, only the strong survived the hard times of the #Struggle to help hurt

All survivors of the beings who’re so hungry to eat that they fight to devour our hardass bones

Flesh, fat muscle and sinew is their meat, scat is their dessert, a sewer of H2O & #9 iPhones.

Pale or dark as the blackness of the Void where the stars never go unless they're dead n' gone

Not lonely at all when you know for certain that you’re Everything in the universe, God’s #Ra

Grasp and get your little skull full of matter and energy to comprehend #tele & #micro scopes

Smack in the middle of the Way, neither the Origin nor Ends, inside the noose ropes of a Ga.

Cheer at the games played without the rules being followed by both teams of questionable ilk

Orphanages turn boys and girls into men and women, graduates with PhD’s in Oreos & milk

Just because we thought that we were so pretty, we looked in distorted mirrors of reflection

Third eye visions deep into the glass weakens the bond and the whole system shatters in Sin.

Who made this up? Meeting Earth’s this here & that there on my knees, free to a humdinger

Songs so sorry that my folks made love to make me come here to payback divinity’s #Finger

Middle One, so high above Ground of Being, far from Earth’s core of windy rain, oh, Freudian

Nothing and nowhere are my Ends, a gasp of air in and out, last whiff turns to shyt, I’m all in.

Hearing the bells and whistles everywhere from the dirt to eight miles high above it all, I cry

Tears rollin’ down the cheeks until the block returns to free this quarterback before we all die

Pushing back out in the tradition of the Pulsars we are, my gravy and gravity cause my spasm

Above, below and beyond the Void’s Twilight Zone’s ‘X’, I trip the blacklight, I’m a phantasm!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Samedhi, March 28th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 6:00 AM sharp

{ Drafted while listenin’ to The Marshall Tucker Band #24HoursAtATime & #GreatestHits rockin’ the house on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Q51Osg0Kdn8 }

#LetUsRollTheDiceTwice

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#AroundTheWorldInTwentyMinutes #YourMaAndPa #Machineguns @JamesMarshallHendrix

#SacrificeScarFaces

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?