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SPIRIT MOVED ME AND YOU, YES?

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, April 16, 2020

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There’s no beatin’ around a King or Queen’s bushes, you gotta go in, aim for a target, sugar

It’s at the center of the bull’s eye and there’s no mistaking the arrow’s point, dead aim at ilk

Comfortable in certain First Cause playground of bacterial and viral petri dishes of silk milk

Cells alive with the verve that wants to move around, jump around, up here, on down there.

It’s always something different yet identical to the things themselves, the #Fakenews debris

Rockin’ as hard as the dead star allows, pretending things aren’t thousands of miles away

From me and you, the living and the dead things that used to be animated or at least awake

Seeds in the dirty ash of the Ends of this system of homo sapiens’ War & Peace, I bow today.

It seems to be all about the #Jack, the #Cash, the #Funds to create something out of this here

That there is more like it’s always been than how it’s going to be early today or late tomorrow

Bottom line with this Absolute and Relative, General Truth is, nobody knows anything, idiots

Which is not to cast aspersions but to match the reality to the narration and history of robots.

It’s what the prototype evolutionary star stuff has within it’s make-up, destiny is to blow up

Nothing personal, it’s what happens to gravitational collapse of atoms, pour it all in my cup

It’s a bottomless container for the entire universe’s Space & Time, to be seen yet never heard

Opened wide for the fuel to burn, swallowing the good, the bad and ugly, it’s all One, Scored!

Not even one hint from the grass roots of the flesh and bones to the shangra-la of the mind

No way with words on a one-way street or busy avenue or out on the boulevard, auto rewind

Desire and Need have little or othing to do with being edible cosmic slop, meat of the rhyme

Desire and need for the fruit on the grapvine, I hear it loud and clear, Now is the only #Time.

Today’s fear and loathing is the same as the last lifetime, sufficient for #PinkSinger's success

Necessary to be a spirit born in an egg and replicate divine DNA appearance form of RNA code

Nobody can believe their eyes so they need the blind faith to witness the fact, it’s an accident

Mustered ma & pa, conceived in #FakeNews pain, viral RNA acid slam dunked, fake pissant!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Thursday, April 16th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 3:33 AM PST

{ Dropped from the #BlackStarStudded sky this AM listenin’ to #DistantLover #1976LIVE & HITS Marvin Gaye jams on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/AQSzgDOz7sg }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#DontBalkAndDontWalkRun #GreatfulDead #MadAboutYou

IF YOU WANNA COME ALONG, OK*

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, April 15, 2020

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Hey, if you can’t poke it or smoke it, what good does it do you or me? Let’s start the stroke

Bubble movin’ attracted me to the young thing, I said hell no I ain’t playin’ the I playe it out

My cluch broke down in middle of the road so I started power shiftin’ the Hearse, no choke

Pink panther or singing girls runnin’ around on a ramp, playin’ the dozens, it’s all she wrote.

Time and Space are random and the being who get lucky to be here, either are happy or sad

Recommended for happiness in philosophical ecstasy but that doesn’t exist on Earth, it’s bad

As I said, didn’t I say it once? No ass, no grass, no ride...you ain’t got one, a happening moan

If nobody can see your body, it means you’re either dead or you’re a living ghost crossbone.

You have no free choice until you decide that you have freedom while in a grave, a dilemma

To be or not to be, for a good reason or none at all, just bcasue it seems ridiculous, oh mama

Either it’s a set-up, a staged happening just for the sake of playing the fool, ennui to pacify

Unguided by the men and women of the church but by the brave men of the revolution, sigh.

All along the drawbridge across the mote, the wood creaked and suddenly caved, on demand

Nobody could leave nor enter the only entrance and exit, it happened to the castle in the sand

Smooth as silk and rough as the cat’s tongue lickin’ milk off your flying saucer, blinkin’ flinch

Like the day after your life ends, the day before your birth happened, you know inch by inch.

Melodies of harmonious sounds and then sudden impact of waking up in the speed of light

Watching and learning if the brain hasn’t dysfunctioned and failed to survive, only strong do

The Weak baby boys and girls become the useful idiots of the superior apes of the troupe’ ilk

Ends is the only way to go, toward them since the beginning is no longer in play, #DrinkMilk!

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r j j stephan, i *Header photos me, me & my pops (Al Stephan Jr.) before my 1st #ShotgunWedding & grandpops (Big Al Stephan the 1st) ! RIP EVERYBODY! X’s & O’s

c. Wednesday, April 15th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 17:30 hours

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #ShakedownStreet The Greatful Dead on youTube in a loop @ https://youtu.be/MccLsc5YzrI }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ACatsMandala #Maggotbrain @RobinWilliams on #SNL @Funkadelic @SNL #WhatsUpWithThat? all on @SNL

CAT’S MANDELA, A CAT X-RATED IT

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, April 15, 2020

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Future looked pretty bright on the straight & narrow with Felix & Fritz the mantra of the free

On the other hand, it may be a hidden curse which is coming into you through your holy skin

Regardless of the colored, radiating cosmic rays you can never see, RNA & DNA of a busy bee

Entertained by more digital audio/visual than a man deserves, since we’re extinct, exiled kin.

Lookin’ a gift horse in the mouth to check the teeth for cavities or gum disease, x-rays I see

Money makes no difference in the end, neither does property and inheritance, it’s in the sea

Every single civilization which has ever existed on this planet IS buried under this holy dome

Dissolution is my only solution to the problematic calculus and trigonometry of the genome.

I have hidden the meaning in the gist of the words, grammatically and compositionally OK

What I’ve meant to say cannot be said either written or oral, it is the WORD, like a sun’s ray

Mid-freeway there is a median strip and I walk a line like that, traffic both ways, got no fears

Nothing to fear other than Fear itself, therefore it’s a moot point, I’ll shed a drop of my tears.

Before the Big Bang, you know that you and I weren’t anywhere in sight, you’re virus’ alibi

The lock is your white blood cells and their power to destroy invaders with a viral destiny

Monkeys and donkeys cannot comprehend this notion but all humanity can, survive or die

There’s no two ways about it, this is it and that’s that as it’s always been and always will be.

It’s the notion of being alive and aware that you’ve got a set time to live and to die, you’ll see

Nobody gets out alive and I mean not the pope or king or dictator or president or queen bee

Pink lips to kiss the ground you walk on, it’s the ground of Being, we eat and drink it deeply

It it happens to turn into the moonscape of our imaginary, y’all reap what you sow, you see?

I’m certain you don’t get the picture since it’s not the pretense I have set, you’re ignoring me

Anyway, what I had to say was probably not meant for you to hear or read, a concept for free

For the sake of bodies & souls of the angels who care for the sick and dying, priestesses’ PhDs

Frequency of a holy opening of the Vortex, a Twilight Zone sling blade of slung Singularities.

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r j j stephan, i * #MotherEarthIsPregnantForTheThirdTime - Funkadelic

c. April 15th, 2020 A.D. @ 1:11 PM PST

{ Drafted in haste while the silence invaded my consciousness before lunch, while listening & WATCHING #FritzTheCat #FelixTheCat cartoon-o-rama on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/_AkgzVe91Kc & https://youtu.be/6mQjrOoWGao & https://youtu.be/NtSgorpqd08 bonus: #Maggotbrain @Funkadelic link @ https://youtu.be/21sP7orRS3c }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?