#NoJusticeYall #YourEyesTellASadStory

FAITS ACCOMPLIS, D-STUD’ DRAFT

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, June 13, 2020

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Here and now is a reason to be trigger happy if you got a gun or rifle to divinity’s forsoothes

Killing the corn and onion fields so that the plastic and steel could come to highest heavens

Can’t see anything past your blind corneas because the lights are all turned off, cherry fuzz

The dream started, it ended and y’all didn’t even know it was the Reality, all there ever was.

Pick a place outside of the palace, down any alley or backwoods hollar and you’ll be my food

It is what the genome does, throw the worst scenario up to the screen, we’re all in, We good

Yet miracles keep happening, they’re goin’ out of style, Smith on one side, Wesson the other

In a dark flashback in a dark, holy hole of #1 and #2, I hid from the killers of the backwoods.

I stood up in middle of marxism and lenninist slim shadiness, yet my groove survived a scum

Bananas and antelope are an antidote to the monkey dance, apes & trolls leakin’ it out some

Boys and girls learn to count to 10 and recite the ABC’s to write down 10 rhymes on 2 stones

Commandments to order your chaos in a straight and phuqed up One Way, yo’ mom’s bones.

Forties to seventies like a flash in the pan, proud to be out of my mind, once again, I’ve won it

Didn’t even know the rules or who was runnin’ the game, just knew I could rise to tops of chit

Evened it all up before the last gasp and last insight into humanity’s conventions, life of Huck

Harder than hell to accept a Truth, we’re here and gone, that’s it, caput! Custody? Upchuck!

Fine and dandy, it’s mighty cool, copacetic to the One and the Many, attention please, copy?

It’s the middle path where the groove is invisible, nobody goes there but the lost and sloppy

Accidentally runnin’ in the middle of the antidote for the Reality, as it is, punishment of Eve

Stick Adam up the Creator’s holy emptiness, where the Void’s my DNA up my mama’s sleeve.

Slim and very shady like a rat and a crow, mixed DNA of varmints and cannibals who love It

Living is It, anyway it goes it’s better than the alternative, closed coffin in underground chit

Minced meat and blanched legumes are to die for, hunters of living game kill the innocents

What do you care about it for? Attention please, just ignore the scree, just a GD #SlimChady.

#CheckYourOwnCoat I don’t need your tips and flips and chips, it’s a little bit funny but Not

Rather than be the One you are, here and now; hence, it’s a cinch that you are a bloody robot

In the particular or the general sense, it’s a mere fait complet for both poor and rich solo soul

Which #BigBang blew, lived and died for Reason’s logic, a #WAR form of #PEACE, let’s roll!

FINIS #PhiladelphiaFreedom

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, June 13th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 11:11 AM PST

{ Drummed up #LivingAndBreathing the #PhiladelphaFreedom listenin’ to Hall & Oates on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/VYKeA0UnBqc }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FaitComplet #ShotsOfWhiskey #EXcitableGirls #FicticiousMankind #POTUS45Trump #McHalesNavy #ComeHereSugarBaby #BigBlondAndBeautiful #MakeItBurn

SALT SHAKER & LIME, I, WRAITH

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, June 12, 2020

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Rolled the stones in front of the cave holes, east to see and so very hard to move or remove

Mercury alive by itself, without the soul or spirit inside of the subatomic molecular groove

In Philadelphia or Sacramento, the matter of the stars hits you right smack between the eyes

Snagly Whiplash ain’t gettin’ any peace of mind, poetic license repository of little white lies.

To be a rooted plant or a rolling stone, you cannot be wearin’ a short skirt and a long sweater

Not just because I like that ensemble but because it attracts the immoral drawl or tea twang

Like your mother in prison or underneath the headstone, where matter is stardust’s big bang

If and only if it’s true that the false is true, lies were never lies to the gullible sssssssssssnakes.

Earth, third stone from old Sol, a trip on the Eucalyptus leaf, something about being nothing

All of it including the empty void of Space, matter’s and energy’s dream within a dream thing

In Vogue or LIFE, the point is that Intent matters, it’s the cause of the effects, a dot & a speck

Always ready to go as long as I’m living being, alive, LIVE what’s that backwards? Evil check.

A simple mind and easy rules to follow even if you’re a megalomaniac or a moron, It is Done

Papa didn’t preach to me but he did to his daughters, no sex until marriage a day before fun

It’s all for the babies, children to pay the taxes when you’re too old to believe the blind faith

If you do, it means you’re a wisdom-junky monkey, Truth of a blind man’s heart, I am wraith.

Automobile in a motorcade to put the things themselves into alignment, follow the leaders

Where they go they won’t know until they get there but they’ll arrive nevertheless, breeders

Makin’ one or more of the same type of genome, a perfect product of random DNA spilled

Moved by grooves of music, y’all got white privilege, sad, ugly American legs in a Scot’s kilt.

Marvelous mix of fruits, berries and nuts to satiate the hunger for knowledge’s color power

To start me up and get me ready to blow my top, that is the Way, the path to the tiny Tower

Of Babel or the Power that is what moves the orbit and revolution in exaggeration, do tell

Mitigation of the virus won’t be a possibility since it’s an alien organism, god’s funk particle.

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r j j stephan, i

c. June 12th, 2020 A.D. @ 1:11 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to POTUS # 45 - Donald J. Trump & Harris Faulkner interview #JoesNotAllThere https://youtu.be/6ja8QEp0SkA}

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WeGotAProblemHere! #MayIHaveYourAttentionPlease?

WHAT IS HIP PLATITUDE, BAFFLED

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, June 9, 2020

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Silenced and happy for certain type of beings, y’all fooled half the ugly americans’ outerspace

Only the thing is, a mask doesn’t protect you, it keeps your germs, only yours, in yo’ GD face

Give me a day. a night to conjure a specific spell to address the virus’ deep purple, Black Hole

Appearance in particular, of the men and rats, leaving angels and zombies outed, it’s a GOAL!

It’s what they say after you find out that you’ve got to remove your cover to drink pot shots

It’ll burn the whole way down, it’ll be worth it, a shot of whiskey without cosmic dust to score

When the Time comes you’ll be the second to know, I’m always the first on my list, evermore

Adverse nature of the evolved beast within the corpus dilecti in utero, harmonic road #Bots.

Motels and hotels pull under my Lovecraft where I land my five-ten for a six shooter barrel

Olive orchard, orange grove, garlic patch, the DNA nourishment won’t stop the dogs so feral

To all of y’all brothers and sisters who used to like and love us before The Man came on back

Once you see that the stir up is what the anarchists do, from agitation, mixin’ in TNT black.

Evened up the score after me being in the lead the entire game, I had the monopoly, you see?

Deemed necessary for essential business of exchanging your gold and silver for a piece of me

I always say it’s my pleasure to serve because it’s the Truth, don’t give me the old world turn

What kind of man is this? Ethics and morality of a gnat, expectation of a Czar, let ‘em burn.

Pinprick on the love apple where the rainbow began the struggle to survive, de funded by God

On the one hand, to be selfish is a learned behavior of liberalism, no moral compass, yo blood

It bleeds out of arteries and veins, the brain gets none of the feed, it’s a load to carry, you dig?

And heavier down below, where your schools taught your children how to act, piggy the pig!

Send somebody with a Poncho Villa attitude toward law and order, hideout of Bigfoot tools

Did the children study in grade school, high school or college? No? Analyze these concepts

Mayhem requires ignorance and blind faith believers in a cause to replace your mom’s debts

Your father and my father were not from the same gene pool, my DNA rules, RNA of fools.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Tuesday, June 9th, 2020 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ #CompletelyFlabbergasted yet drafted while listenin’ to Unofficial: Unofficial: Tucker Carlson Fan News https://youtu.be/l7aQ02YX7qo & listening to the mighty Tower Of Power https://youtu.be/oAatPPEaZDA }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?