#SomebodyHelpMeYeah #HelpYourself #MountainsTooHigh #NotEvenHereToTestify #GoldPlatinum @MarvinGaye @TammiTerrell @BruceSpringsteen #HighJinx

MAMA MIA, ANYTHING YOU WANT!

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, April 7, 2020

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Engines are hummin’ and the tank of fuel is full of the joy-juice of fools, GD philistines

You dropped me off to Kindergarten, left me with strangers to watch other tree, baby

So many kids when there’s no contraception, could have prevented my entry, you see

But I got here, sick as hell, unto death which I need not want, #ItIsDone, artistic deal!

Neither control over forms nor matter, it all rolls down hard, rocky roads of sunshine

I am just a rider on the rocky roads and dreamlike landscape of clouds and starshine

Punks populate the event horizon before the atrophy into the Singularity’s lamp post

Where angels fear to disappear from insight and third eyesight, leftovers for a ghost.

On the rebounds...on the certain death and after-life of the pusherman of the #loverTeens

Engines are hummin’ and the tank of fuel is full of the joy-juice of fools, oh my philistines

Big buildings jumped over like they’re ant structures on a hunk of dust-bunny worm silk

Eggs, sugar shapes of things themselves, marshmallow chicks and bunnies with 2% milk.

Now the jelly beans and malted milk, chocolate covered, dry cow juice to show a holy cavity

Holy teeth with the rot from the Brachs’ and Leaf’s candy barrels of rejects, down in the alley

Thinkin’ it was OK because nobody was on the trash dock, filled our pockets and rode away

Ma and pa didn’t know it, young city boy loose on a 2 wheel bike, free to roam, to be a boy.

Grades and High School done with an A to a downfall to a C minus average student, old G.I.

No draft but a volunteer to join the force of the air in and around the Viet Nam gold superfly

Triangle full of back street jungle’s high and low drugs to change Mother Nature’s lady woe

To be these humans, fending for themselves, all too human, God left lead and gold, fo’ sho’!

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r j j stephan, i

c. April 7th, 2019 Anno Domini @ 3:33 Ante Meridian, Pacific Standard Time

{ Completely unconscious yet alert and in the sweet spot of the silver lining around the pure golden philosopher stone, although invisible I found It #WITHIN while listenin’ to #PhilosopherStone by VanMorrison #LeadToGold link @ https://youtu.be/hrsq1werkfs }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

AC/DC - Fly on the Wall & @BillWithers RIP BROTHER

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

@U2 #ThereAndThen #WithOrWithoutYou #WhenImKissinMyLove RIP @BillWithers #FootOnTheRcok #ColdBaloney #WhiteBreat & #Mayonaise #RideLikeTheWind @ChristopherCross #PhilosopherStone @VanMorrison

IMMERSED IN STEEL & CONCRETE

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, April 6, 2020 

---------------  #KnowNewsAintFakeNews ----------------

Here’s the ticket since you asked, oh no you di’nt, yes you did, you know you’re liars

It’s not your fault though, you just hate to be shamed and punished by the superiors

Silver lining in the cloud is in my holy back pocket, got my yoyo and top too, it’s gold

Backstreets full of naked-ape meat, 208 bones full of soup and stew, gets the kids old.

At the bottom or at the top, the same world ends in the empty void of Space, out of Time

It’s nothing personal just like a virus, it’s a hard road to tread, changing the DNA of mine

Humanity’s gene pool of the acid from the solar system, turning lead into a golden plow

Cow, calf, dog, cat, mule, horse, ox, we naked apes on the hard rock road of here and now.

Distorted thoughts of mutant eggs and sperm, soothin’ the savage beasts, ma & pa’s the sex

Even the orphans without their creators from egg and sperm know the Truth, all too humane

All too human as the great philosopher Freddie said, it’s a go, cease to be the jellyroll defects

Wander the land, every direction is up and down, OVER. Come back good buddy...hssssssss.

Pandemic enhancing H2O and Tiger-Lion burger rare, H.1.N.1 TRANCEDEATHCORE SPLIT

Eating cats, rats, bats and whatever crawls on the ground or on trees, stop it, wash it, eat it

Underneath the beautiful and spectacular plethora of dynamic animation of the bone bags

Homeless with or without wood or stone overhead, a cave or mansion won’t stop the #hags.

Before you annihilate all of the messengers that may be in your own family, sing happy blues

Decide whether or not you’re operating from the a priori Truth or the a posteriori #FakeNews

Either way you’ll die in the end, you have no choice but to follow the path, blowin’ harp above

Here below, surprising at The Ends, silver lining in clouds, alone I searched home, I am Love.

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r j j stephan, i

c. April 6th, 2020 A.D. @ 10:10 Ante Meridian, Pacific Standard Time

{ Inspired by the philosopher_stones & #EngineDrone...Bled out from the jugular, after suffering a shallow flesh wound during a solo Escrima kata, all in my own mind, in my head, found the silver lining @ https://youtu.be/3YGPFyhXUws }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?