#SitStill do not #JUMParound

GTF OFF OF MY BACK, #APS PREY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, June 16, 2020

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I’m a very fair cat, literally a cat that measures due process and justice to be bones

Whatever the case may be, in defense of the Will to Power, ready for the tweetings

This is the Truth, the living on this planet right here and now, are not Earthlings

Pillaging the tents and hovels of the gangs so they ain’t runnin’ down the Stones.

Whether you like it or not, you’re the prey that used to be the predator, God bless

You’ve done a swell job for the past few thousand years but now I’ll really confess

There is no sin in becoming a zygote or becoming a woman or a man, it’s Today

Now in my cave, all ready to move out for the hunt, sniffin’ prey, ten miles away.

Amazed just because it appears that I and everyone else on Earth are fortunate chit

Or daughters of the sons who I’m referring to, the anarchy sons who fell to six guns

Linguistic certainty aside, there’s a way to get jiggy and there’s a way to #AllFallDown

In a ring around the #Rosey with a pocket full of posies, souls fall down, I’m all of it.

Pertaining to the dream within the dream, the one you can’t see because you can’t see

Never able to push your grandmother off of the cliff until you found out she hated you

Immediately, the Void roars silence and implosion of quarks, dimensionless & free

Not like the humanity, all too human and not so evolved peasants blacker than blue.

State of your mind and your exact occupation of the space where you move to play B or F-ball

Ego of the dust which coalesced into the bits of honey you chew until your golden fillings fall

Simple minds of absent men & our mothers taught, gangster to be back seat of daddy’s car

On the block, on the farm, in the ice, in the desert, gangs succumb to the lost in a holy War.

Stomach is growling now so I’ve got to hit the path to stalk my favorite snacks, antelope

It’s better than rappin’ for the crack or little queenies racks, clues broke down like dope

Fish in the sea get caught, cleaned and filleted for the BBQ, hunger all gone, be a styth

Now get those #aps off of my back son, dead scat goin’ down to toe, bums drunketh!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Tuesday, June 16th, 2020 A.D. @ 1222 hours PDT

{ Drafted to the #GrandmasHand #Ends & #Today by Everlast & SHEET, on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/4f-PVsqtzVU }

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#LetUsParty #DUDE #gOgO #Sweet

IN FLIGHT 358 BTS, ‘71 TO ‘20 OMGs

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, June 15, 2020

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Ma and pa I left y’all back in ‘71 just to get to the presence of the present, did you know It?

Of course you knew, you told me to be careful and boy oh boy were y’all right, never a doubt

I said I do several times and then it wound up sometimes being I don’t and I didn’t do chit

Just because I thought a lot of girls were pretty doesn’t mean I wanted to marry them full out.

Here and now, soon in the future it will be way back when, but right this second, grounded in

To a matrix of polar magnetic swirl, between a HugeBang and TinyWhisper, inconveniencing

The poor rich guys who worked or inherited the wealth of gold, silver and an invisible, old pig

A matter of being in the right place at the right time, you just don’t know when it is, you dig?

There’s wonder in the air, after all is said & done, either a ghost takes off or was never here

Only way to find out is unacceptable to me personally, others may have no problem with fear

Of the power big brother and the holding company who held nothing but holes in blue jeans

A righteous morphology strikes a chord in the mind’s eye, through the doors of perception.

Exceptional insight into the fallacious arguments of the irrational mob mentality, it is done

There’s nothing to see either here or there, what’s happens is it all disappears into stardust

To recombine like the cellular DNA, Earth will gravitationally collapse into slavery mastery

Of the mice and the humans peeking through the window pane at the freed slaves’ in a story.

Duplicitous as a joke in a suit of diamonds, putting the full house or royal flush going down

Into the depths of the abyss where angels and even God fears to go for fear of being a clown

Since you’re the one that created every single cell on Earth, ad infinitum into extinction, so

They always start like that, “So what? Who cares?” you ask. OMGs you don’t wanna know.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Monday, June 15, 2020 A.D. @ 4:44 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to The Rolling Stoness #CodeStones #MidnightRambler & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/DRot9IjNSso }

 

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#ThereaintNoJustice @TheMightyTemptations @Santana #RED

CRANBERRIES, MY KIDNEYS & RED

by
Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, June 15, 2020

I got a car last night, I’m gonna get in it and drive down to a city of changelings, God, let’s roll

Flew around and went down and roosted in the Hollywood hills and the contraption claptrap

If you have it all except immortality that’s where you go, to a castle with a swimming hole sea

Semper Fidelis in the dream of America, the founding fathers hope for the progeny of liberty.

I would be in a world of hurt and pain if I let it be the way it would be if I didn’t give a flyin’ F

For the way of the warrior is narrow, down the middle of the battles in the war for immortals

Beings who never lived down here on Earth, we’re supposed to believe they’re in charge of US

Yet they are not, it’s the spin of the ball of dirt and it’s revolutionary ecliptic around a burnt 1.

Stars millions of miles apart from their planets, our sun isn’t the only star with the dirty balls

Globular masses conglomerated from the #BigBang you’ll never see, it’s all in the distant Past

Coming and going in the cells of DNA IS the game, not the pretend behavior of minion’s falls

What is this all about, flounder on the crooked end of the dropping drapes, ends of The Play!

Not my personal ends but yours are the issue, you think you’re immortal, soul and body to be

Animated flesh and blood on a frame of preformed acid bone, y’all get higher than me for free

I gotta work for the life, you’ve got to laugh and have a good time because your mind is broke

Your fault, it’s the luck of the draw, some DNA’s inferior RNA-Antifa viral infection got woke!

It’s already checkmate brothers and sisters, game’s over, tilted the machine, I shook the balls

Civilization’s not wanted by the compliant ones who love the lazy life layin’ on a beach, sons

Daughters should never mate with these dregs who’d raise more of the mindless trips & falls

Purple Hazed, Window Paned, Orange-Sun Shined and Strawberry Double-domed trip-runs.

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r j j stephan, i

c. June 15, 2020 Anno Domini @ 4:04 AM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #BrownEyedGirl Bruce Springsteen <3 span=""> on youTube list @ https://youtu.be/dLFKEdHKeaw }

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