#GeorgeWashington turning over in his grave, knowing that the citizens are NOT the #BLM, #TraitorsAfoot

BACK TO SCHOOL, S'IL VOUS PLAÎT?

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, July 27, 2020 

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Look what you made me do, I needed to get my daughter back in school so we start to fade

She excelled before in school, magna cum laude, then she flunked her finals and her grade

Did i mention she became pregnant on “F” Street? No? I forgot but that’s quite the suitors

To be or not to be on “F” Street and I know you know what I mean, check this out haters.

Whip things up on the TV and the Marconi, nobody reads blogs, newspaper faux electronics

Therefore, we’re on our own, you are the Cause of the Smashing and the Grinning cheap trix

Like a Virgin for the very first time, the boys are too excited to know the way of the extinction

You and I must flow, although the militant civilians want to spit in your nakedly masked face.

Who cares what the name of the game is, call it Peace or War or War and Peace or just Chaos

When and where this happens you’ll get a thousand credits to the wings of the right, uno dos

Aliens who had no parents fending for themselves, raising cane with the neighbors, 1 & done.

Here and now, we’re finished descendants of the Bible, Quran and Bhagavad Gita, we’re One.

OK and just fine that you’re quite the philosopher and scribbler of faux news, motherless kids

Here is the point of the spear, pointed directly at your side while you’re hung on the CO-Vids

As if the human race has never had any history of violent revolution since the Beatles’ lovers

All you need is love and then #EverythingIsBeautiful, now and forever, Evil won’t live, losers!

Think what you’re trying to do with the life you’ve been rewarded just for being egg/sperm

Come on over to the far side, the dark side where the Truth be told and actually understood

To be or not to be makes absolutely no difference to Man, to Ant or Rat, neither to the gods

If there’s more than One God, fine, then they’re all responsible for this infinite menage trois.

Where’s your daughters, grand ones too? Where’s your wives & girlfriends? COVid covered?

You will never know what the notes are that were scribbled down from your class’ dreamboat

She said you were gonna be the first, she said I was gonna be first too, everybody was the first

But if I was her, I probably would’ve #STFU never flapped gums on da bums, OMG daughter!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, 7-27-2020 A.D. @ 10:10 AM PST

{ Drafted loopin’ #AMRadio Everclear youTube link @ https://youtu.be/hjg39XRkjVc }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Cake #WalkingDownByTheRiver #TrickleDownTickle @KidRock #KidRock #YNMAMFQLM #Everlast #SlowYourRoll

TRAINS, R.R. TRACKS & YO MAMA

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, July 26, 2020

*** #NoCoincidenceAllowed ***

It’s all about diesels, alternators and carburetors, keepin’ 2, 4, 6 & 18 wheels in collinearity

Or it may not be all about the alternators and carburetors that lay it out, lay it down misery

Up north and down south, over in the east and out yonder in the west, it’s all a cowboy yelp

We’re not only invited to the WAR but we gotta go because there ain’t nobody else to help.

Therefore, I am and you are all there is between this life and the death ahead, how macabre

Like Vincent Price got in the room and now is going to smile the mustache grin to you, brah

Then we get to find out what the thrill of getting ready to be killed & eaten by an epileptic fit

We’re just supposed to lay down and take it? No, we fight & kill to survive another day in It.

On the One hand since you only have two hands, it’s all you knew before your conception’s I

Ego and the Id to fight for the grid to survive the grim rules of the strong survival of muscles

Only they survive until death takes them as an old, decrepit piece of meat that nobody will eat

It’s not your fault, the muscles taste like a crepe Suzette without the Suzy, know what I mean?

Anyway you look at it, the song reiterates the meaning with a hodge-podge of babbling dukes

Doing their best to be the jack of all trades and succeeding at being the #1 master of the None

From the revolution to the climax of the reality, a Big Bang rings, the sun sings, I move Nukes

Inside of the Kings and Queens two-dimensional realm, I’m the First & Only Mover, see son?

Unfolded greeting from the cyberspaced checkmates, the only place in Space left in this finale

Just to the rear of the curtain coming down to cut off the audience from the performers acts

To recollect who it was and why they did what they did and how they did it, taking a bow too

Choo choo trains need the tracks laid before they can roll, my dynamo is TNT’s soul of a fool.

Blown cover and cannot retain anonymity for the sake of being true to the solitary hermitage

Where I remain among the pearls, far from the corralled and penned swine that slop as a hog

Perfection and it’s living and breathing gas on a ashen, dirt ball, rivers to seas, Word of a sage

It’s not Pa, where you come from, where sunlight begins, gravity collapsed yo’ mama’s rage.

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r j j stephan, i

c. July 26th, 2020 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ Jammed out of the matrix while listenin’ to Eric Clapton concert on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/VcZILUFycrA February 17th, 2020 A.D. HammersmithLondon }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WhenYouveHadIt #ItIsDone #OpsiMath #Rock #SHAFT

JUST SAY YOUR MIND’S BENDING

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, July 25, 2020

***** #NeedsMetWantsNevermore *****

Wait! You think that I’m an ape? Pitchfork man you’re a dope, we’re your DNA of no mercy

Created to avoid the all too human pursuits of good and evil, the guilt of being bad to your ma

When you were young and knew it all but what you knew was nothing, wasted taste of the sea

Superman-supergorilla moves and flies defying gravity and good sense, all doin’ the rhumba.

I got a secret victory before the battle began, the queen wanted me to take over the realm rule

I didn’t know then what I know now and if I did it probably wouldn’t have mattered to a fool

My first choice has mostly been a dead end, many false starts before I got the full-on ignition

Acceleration from zero to a hundred in 3 seconds, brain splattered by the minions who shun.

First there’s a confession and a commitment to be unfolded by temptation or a haloed saint

Second there’s temptation attempting the impossible, as if it were my ghost that’s gonna faint

Y’all know where the fools are coming from a day or two before they arrive, all about the skin

Sagging skin and calcifying bones from skull to ankle, it’s wisdom, a 60’s age of love-in again!

Faith and hope for the things that can never be, faith and hope for the categorical imperative

A necessary condition for the foundation of superpower atomic fission and fusion of Nothing

Heroes and villains survive for a moment in time just to show the good to the bad and ugly

Knowing what only God knows, now you and I know, It Is Done, my .44. & .45’s now empty.

The thrill is done gone whether you be a king or a pauper, it comes like lightening, I be so shy

It’s gone before you memorized the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, beautiful face and high IQ peeve

One thing led to another, I kissed her, she kissed me, you know the rest is history, cherry pie

Incredible that I was able to see the nature of God in a woman, she was the One, she was Eve.

Evolutionary after the special creation from nothing but a Big Bang and gravitational collapse

Gas, liquid, solid things, atoms, molecules, cells, forms and ecosystems of dying, dirty waters

I wish you well though, it’s been a real nice trip from the beginning to the end of road runners

Being and Nothingness, deep Space without a sound or a word, breathe climax, mama’s gasp!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, July 25th, 2020 A.D. @ 5:55 PM PST

{ Drafted while jammin’ to Guardians of the Galaxy on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/l9_-2oG4Cc0 }

FINIS

W.W.AR.D.?