#DontDieWhenItsTime #LiveEternally @ChrstinaAguellera #IntoABrandNewTrip #DiscoInferno #DiscoDuck #KungFuFighting #tTravolta @DaveBrubeck

STAY ALIVE EVEN IF YOU DIE, ROSE

by

Richard Joseph Stephan·Saturday, April 4, 2020

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I cried hard when I first breathed the gas of Earth in St. Ann Hospital with the dirty martinis

They told me later that the city I was born in was the city of bad smells, the natives just sayin’

Apparently the fish from the lake come and die every year because of mystery H2O pollution

Born at end of August in ‘51, hop skip and jump down Augusta to Oak Street Beach bikinis.

Immortally yours and mine, a thought without evidence, dead men tell no holy, sacred tales

Oh wait! They do tell stories about unbelievable fat attached to the sad bones in honor of me

Tell me something good and then tell me something even better ‘til you run out the barroom

Function of this phantasm is replication of a heart’s pulse, recovers from the Tango of doom.

Not that it was even close on my part although my gentleman accompanying me, A1 nucleotide

Looked the other way again ‘cause you know masks keep germs in your face, so wash the face

Apparently you cannot recall both Aristotle & Plato saying to you, #NoMas #NoMas let’s ride

Singing and dancing for no reason at all other than you’re just stayin’ alive, without a mas, D.

Energy for the minions and the rulers of them all, here and now in this place with that there

Form of the substance looks like us, in corduroy and gaberdine these colors take breath away

Substance of the one room hovel is the measure of the treasure, the value of the #Ends today

Mass and the speed of light combine to force Time to warp, from 3rd to 4th dimension’s care.

Future perfect is the will to be what would have been if it only should’ve been, I would have

Not everybody’s alike in fact everyone’s distinctly up in the mood to swing a single swing

Dusk until dawn as it should be and the girls all rocked the house on down below as above

Mercury to Pluto, easy to say but impossible to fathom a trip to a Twilight Zone of Nothing.

by

r j j stephan, ii

c. Saturday April 4, 2020 A.D. @ 8:88 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to @DaveBrubeck, #Take5 #BesameMucho & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/P_a2f9HI2JI }

#TwoADayJustForYou #WhoMe #YeahYOU #Grace #Indulgences #Cache

EDGE OF THE HOLE? SAUL’S PALL

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, April 4, 2020

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Just like true love the false love appears to be exactly what everybody wants, a dark pall today

I want nothing and I get it every single day, there is never a lack of it, ol’ Chucky’s so annoyed

You can never lose nothing, it’s always there because it isn’t a thing, it’s no thing, nasty Void

Just an empty set of air between invisible parentheses and brackets in a pseudo infinite array.

Where do you get to when you jump into the gravitational collapse, glancing off of holy walls

Bouncing back and forth but straight down to Hades or the source of volcanic eruption palls

You and I could always read one another’s mind like we were one, accurate because we were

Then in one day it all changed, my personality split into the three, I’m father, a son & a ghost.

Keep in mind as you analyze It, I didn’t create This, I’m a humble messenger that hits & runs

What It is exactly is more important than the next to the last breath you suck or blow in puns

Happy to be happy, strugglin’ for continued happiness in this fine world, Nature’s forfeiture

Just need a safe, warm place to sleep and rest and good meals to keep the canals clear & here.

Dried up skin and bone leave no blood and no personality on the ground or inside solid DNA

When it’s over for each and every one of the ones who become conscious, it’s corpus dilecti eh

Categorically imperative that this is classified information, secretly backgrounded corn pone

Open books, nothing’s occult, nothing’s hidden, just a Top Secret you’re, done dead and gone.

There’s no coitus, there’s no reproduction, there’s organic and there’s pure android, robotic

Automatic and better than flawed judgement of the boys and girls of Earth’s trippin’ ecliptic

Beside the rivers’ banks and the Swiss banks, the bankers lie in wait for the fish to jump up

Like the devil out of nowhere, jumpin’ up for attention, keep yer combat boots in the stirrups!

I realize this world of our was made for Two, me and you and that’s all there is, all we need

True love hard to find with your heart on the line but it’s there were you make it, gotta believe

Out of the night it’ll come to you and when it does there will be no mistake, that’ll be the One

For the love of money and desire to be warm, dry & rested, I worked, I retired, It Is Done!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, April 4th, 2020 A.D. @ 5:55 AM Pacific Standard Time

{ Drafted lisenin’ to Glenn Frey and Don Henley, Our Desperadoes on youTube links @ https://youtu.be/mUM4x4Bl_Ic & https://youtu.be/d5p7v7XKxTw }

 FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ForestFires & #ShutDownEconomyMarxLeninStalinObama #GenieGetBackInTheBottle @DonHenley @TheEaglesBand

LONELIER THAN ABSOLUTE ZERO

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, April 3, 2020

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Just irritating distractions from necessary conditions for happiness, easy rollin’ orangutan.

If I joined the Air Force on Monday and let her know I was going away to a war in Mississippi

Actually just a technical training school near Biloxi on the Gulf, mission impossible city boy!

Yet, I satisfied that Jones and met many girls like her, a hundred or maybe three, ship ahoy!

Years flow into decades and half a century, all in ecstasy with a girl like you, someone’s zazen

Loves me just like you used to before the end of the act, in the finale, you got pregnant by Joe

Who wanted to die when I told him that if he didn’t move far away, I’d come back to find ‘em

Poking around in the cities and towns searching for the knowledge I needed to know, to blow.

In the wind with the random animation of a whirling mass of star stuff that we are, Big Bangs

Like a shot in the dark, red giant, white dwarf, black hole, pulsar, Hollywood icon of pontang

You know what I mean, stormy weather and thunder and lightening are blood suckin’ fangs

Just irritating distractions from necessary conditions for happiness, easy rollin’ orangutang.

A bloomed flower dies with time in the space of gas we’re rollin’ in, it happens to us, one & all

Easy to do once you do it, it’s difficult to handle the others when they die a hot winter’s fall

Fresh air needed no longer, fine weather and a lot of time on the hands, no dusk, no dawn

Birds are silent and not flying, squirrels are wondering where the people went, It’s all gone!

Brought out the best in me, you’re the First Cause of that, that’s all that counts, down below

I can feel the hot fire near the center core of the mass, the gold of Earth’s ecstasy, holy cow

Eaten, ridden, worshiped, fought in a bull ring, slaughtered en masse for hamburger BBQ d

Gone away, I wanna die, I wanted to stay but I had to go, I was happy then died of viral flu!

by

r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, April 3rd, 2020 Anno Domini @ 4:44 PM PST

{ Drafted listenin’ to the Rascals #AGirlLikeYou link @ https://youtu.be/WWgK4InRe8I }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?