#FindingNothingDoing

TRENDING AND TROLLING #FAKES

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, June 25, 2020

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Global and galactic trends from fanatic survival of the most fit among the random DNA devils

Angels vacated the premises and left the rabble riff raff to supply the children with holy Evils

From monsters who kill humans, in crashes and fire burns, to become a world’s whirl of swirl

Showing the remnants, footprints and fingerprints of the swirl & whirl of one boy & one girl.

You and I will never know in 500 years what happened to US, 100 years in the ending future

We all must come and go as if we’re days and nights of a swirling lump of dirt, star dusted Ra

Divine globules, smearing the orbital pathways around the sun, like the nucleus of an atom

Electronic blobs to cause friction and the spontaneous combustion to reignite the starlight.

It’ tough being a Dead Star on a pathway to nowhere except around in infinite elliptical ends

Enough just to be aware and awake for a second or century, same result, nothing left in pain

In the matter and in the energy, there’s a feeling like it’s me, yet it’s not, so what’s up wit dat?

On an island in the middle of the ocean, when the water recedes it’s the top of the mountain.

On a moon called Titan, there’s a reason to believe the shroud of mystery over Cosmos is thin

Come rain or come shine, that’s about all there is from the first day to the last, death’s sun sin

China plague will kill you, me and every bat in slant eyed, cosmic chopped suey & a girl scout

Recollect the last time you probably fell asleep, last wink before lights out, it’s all lights OUT!

Peek through the veil and you can clearly see there’s nothing there, besides you, it’s all of It

Blew out of a Nova in the galaxy, created from hydrogen and oxygen, hot rocks and in the dirt

High and mighty or low and weak, it’s all an integral part of the cosmic joke, a fool’s got milk

Criminals and well adjusted retirees and social security elders, armed to wait for the hot #Ilk.

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r j j stephan, i

c. June 25, 2020 Thursday 10:10 PM PST

{ Drafted in utero, during a pandemic and political turmoil only seen by some dead Americans back in the 1940’s & listenin’ to #WhenTheGeneralsTalk by https://youtu.be/OcKcjpSWmm0 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#YouMustBeKidding #YoureNotKidding @PINK #COVid19

PAPER, SCISSORS, WORDS & GODS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, June 23, 2020

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Matrix of a corona, a viral infection alright, no doubt about it, a random blank, black accident

Woke up at the crack of dawn, slept at the last sight of the sun setting in the blank man’s skin

Marked for disaster and romancing with the stone, too hard to get away with it, heaven scent

Convoluted explanations for justification of the indefensible minions, a mortal commit to sin.

I can’t tell you why any of this activity on Earth is happening, a civilized culture of the free

Moments of air breathed into and out from the aerobic tools we know as conceptual analyses

Finding the Truth at the absolute best time, perfect timing just like clockwork, meant to be

A third way down the middle of the road, a path of least resistance to the yin and yang tease.

Mumps, measles, smallpox or H1N1Virus #COVid19 by the simple minds mixe for the trick

To show what it means to cast a spell and watch it appear from absolutely nothing, it’s a kick

In the rear or the front end, either way the point is You and everybody else will try to avoid

To the uttermost echelon of the pit inside your mind and imaginary spirit, an immortal void.

Since the creeps and the fools have emerged and retooled their DNA by a random RNA fizz

Dream turned into reality, sleep turned into the awakening of the only thing that ever was

Beaten the sun’s heat in the shade of the wood and shingles, refrigerated iced cream tricks

Jumping and disappearing over the cliff, only one way out and that’s way down, got my 6?

Pouring over the iced cream sundae, the chocolate and cherries flow like lava out a mountain

Mixin’ & matchin’ rocks, molten in a rolling mass of cool Blackstone gas, so, which way’s up?

Beams of light turn me into absolute darkness and soundless feel and smell and taste of Man

Cause of the first man & last woman and all of them between, dream in a dream, wake TFU!

It’s a matter of random settling on the logical reason for the series of events called our Life

Game or serious business, it all ends the same, dead as a door-nail as if one could be alive

It’s a remote possibility yet still a low probability that life will turn out to be dreaming strife

A punishment for either disobedience of laws or at least a way to jackknife off of a high dive.

Monday through Saturday, the six revolutions make room for the final one, my Sunday best

Looking good as the lord, the gods, the random randos wanted us to be, a phenomenal fest

Party on the backstreets and in the penthouses of the skyscrapin’ Sheetrock, all souls to sing

Thrown up Happy Ending, Adam’s or #CHAD’s forms of anarchy, granite statues of nothing.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Tuesday, June 23rd, 2020 A.D. @ 2:22 PM PST

{ Drafted while watchin’ Nuclear Godzilla vs King Ghidorah | Godzilla: King of the Monsters @ https://youtu.be/5BxqahE0fu8 }

FINIS 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#FictionAintReal #RealityIsGodsCorpse #ItAintMyFault

DOOM & GLOOM IN DRAGO’S ROOM

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, June 22, 2020

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It doesn’t matter in the end, it’s not going to be forever and more likely won’t, it’s #SO tense

I want you to jump right on top of this one, put the kibosh on this shot fractured fairy tale

Nobody knows anything, start right there like you never knew that, it will all make nonsense

Am I right or wrong, you know no more than I do, less than the pope or president know.

Begin with courage required to survive surprising my consciousness with your hot Cat legs

How high do those stockings go? Scream and shout, I love ya honey, it’s all of what she digs

I need to move the wheels forward and finish the circuit by the deadline, it’s like a hot halter

Time just exposed its abstract groove only existing in the mind of man, full of Ra’s holy water.

This here is a ghost town that’s left over from the paradise that used to be a hummin’ deep

Nevermore anywhere else but here and when the now ends and it’s just a dream of a creep

Made a world up out of nothing and out of nowhere it comes trying to enlist a #SpaceForce

Whoa now y’all hold up, there’s no way I can commit to the infinite trip to the end. divorce.

The fact is sacrosanct, this is the fact of life, this is what you needed to know 50 years ago

At least you didn’t die before you found out for certain, people do get reaped by the wraith

Then again, right after everyone dies we all come to know the Truth, no Time left for Faith

Dig, for the minions, passin’ on the immortality, soul power over to a Doom & Gloom flow.

For the comedy and the tragedy, the play is played by acting players, all too humane beings

On the outfield, the court, the rink or gridiron, all’s the same, you win some, you lose some

It depends on luck, stamina and strategy, victory occurs at the moment the tide turns to red

All around the coasts, the sea turned red, reflected the algae without a predator, dice rolled.

Serious injuries have resulted from the death of reality, vision inside and outside are the One

Every man and woman on the planet is both a baby and an elder senior, live it up, dying son

Confronting the features of the matrix, every trick in the book that wasn’t written, I’m singin’

Bells ding down below, rung for the kin above grounds, just chillin’ with ol’ Marshall Dillon!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Monday, June 22nd, 2020 A.D. @ 1300 hours PST

{ Drafted while gorging on Thepinkpanther Tiriolo on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ap90npnxZzs & listenin’ to some Tribal Seeds #Gunsmoke link @ https://youtu.be/eb--H-PIclI }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?