#CourtesyCats #BootsNeedKnockin' #LipLocks #ForGoodBadAndUgly #Starbursts

LIP LOCKS, FISTS & KICKIN’ BOOTS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, September 18, 2020

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Both ends of the dream fade, the significance of everything & nothing, fightin’ pandemical me

In 1951 A.D. I came here to be alive in 2020 A.D. so what’s up with that whistleblowing glee?

Mentally ill and physically infirm are the tickets to be unamerican boys and girls voter’s bawl

For the freaks and the well adjusted mooks who have intellect on mute, a sweet dream y’all!

Drinks for the boys and girls that get to 21 or sooner if they’ve got the booze binge in mind

Hearts beatin’ to knock boots a time or three, if you get lucky maybe hundreds to be found

Shades drawn once the formality of introduction has been moved from present to the past

Pending results form the conclusions of formal logic, practical reason becomes a vote cast.

All the way from Nome to Timbuktu the bells tolled for me to hear the place I lost to the dark

Out of the light from flashes and neon gas tubes, it appears that it’s all a matter being a quark

Moves on the board, moon full, new dew, shades drawn, boot knockin’ pointin’ up to heaven

Lucky to be alive here and now, regardless of whether or not this is a punishment or accident.

Booms of the boomers and the bams of the bummers comin’ apart at the seams, need a fat fix

Unmoved yet moving, incomprehensible although impossible to deny the presence, Earth’s 6

Pertaining to the substance and the form of the dream within a dream, this is what it is, Taxi!

Let’s get jiggy and undercover, it takes two to tango, me & you ain’t becomin’ extinct Ms. Fifi!

Pretentious attitude is what happens when you exceed your warm welcome of a Homer plate

You and I may see eye to eye but when the Truth comes out, the mystery is a blinded fig date

Knockin’ boots at the end of it all, then 50 years go by, my hair’s white & yours is coco brown

Small town or metro mash by waterways & lakes, fishin’ for sugar stirrin’ to see the lowdown.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, September 18th, 2020 A.D. @ 4:44 AM PST

{Drafted jammin’ to Huey Lewis & The News link @ https://youtu.be/IwztgcEPnoE}

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#GlitteringBecauseItIsGold #SilverRocksToo #Snoopy #Holloween #LukeBryan #OneTwoThreeMargaritas #Tytties

1 MARGARITA, 2MARGARITA, SHOT

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, September 17, 2020

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Last night was the last time I’m ever going to be wasted & way gone, keep talkin’ forever y’all

Nothing can stop the hand to the mouth, there’s a possible IV injection site unknown to man

For whatever reason and in any case, nobody on this planet gives a hoot about anything at all

An unknown nest of DNA devolved into humanity and it’s seeds of destruction are in the ball.

Complicated yet simple as just being without a purpose and a dream afar that I can’t become

Reality is, do unto others, respect yourself, enjoy every moment like it’s your last, know it Is

Nobody knows for certain, it’s a matter of defining the Uncertainty Principle that makes cum

Magna cum laude is the only way we become human, a species’ specific code to begin doom.

For the pain and suffering of the immaculate conception without copulation of human DNA

Will to Power for Pure Reason and the practical treason, got bent and screwed on a holy day

All respect for myself comes from my mother and father who respected Jesus’ apostle’s creed

Knowledge that Christ came from no sex and had no sex, garden of Eden in a red apple seed.

And so it goes when you’ve been enlightened to the plethora of Big Bang theories about gods

Open minds and open doors bring the zippity doo dah around the corners, whistling at girls

I’m just the male of the species and raised from a hayseed in central Chicago off the holy hole

Lake Michigan dreams from church & Catholic schools formed contents of my character, so?

Moving the animated 208 bones set free from the quicksand called, #EyesFishWhereISwim

#TalkinBass above, my 96” screen SONY smacked all over my LR wall, y’all #DownWithIt

On the way down to wherever the soul within me is going to go, I’ll be loadin’ shots in a rim

Narrow down the middle between nowhere and everywhere else, be good and evil bull shyt.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Thursday, September 17th, 2020 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ Jammed while listenin’ to Luke Bryan 1 Margarita, 2 Margarita...hey senorita, we’ll be gone on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/YEq-cvq_cK4 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#Black #White #BlancoBrown @DuaneAllman #WARtheBand @TheEagles @WhiteyFord @Everlast

 SHOTS? ON BEING 1 LIFE OF IT {O}

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, September 16, 2020

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In an instant New York Minute moment in Time, the Space all around you and I lights up

In a black, ultraviolet radiation, everything white turns purplish like a black and blue cup

A holder of the Void, Nothing special other than everything that is Matter, atomic energy

Almost every holy place is the same, where you must go to become awakened from sleep.

Walking around or sleeping and dreaming or just unconscious as my zygote’s bones got free

A Constant in the whole shebang is an illusive recollection of your father’s spermatozoon glee

Among the host’s collection, only One may survive, two will not do and three well it’s a trinity

Which is the 3 persons in 1 God, a matter and energy phenomenon, this explains the mystery.

You got this story from others who came and wrote down their thoughts and then they died

They had no idea what was going on when they walked the planet, did their proverbial thing

On the other hand, it didn’t matter as long as you were happy and not in fear of being killed

By the bad, the evil, the mean men and women who were raised by the misguided souls of Id.

Mothers and fathers are not the anesthetic to the the atheism exuding from animated DNA

From the alpha to the inevitable omega, it’s a straight line from here to there, it’s what I say

Peeling off the outer shell of this trip you want to call either #Good or #Evil, you found me

Far away from where-ever you’re going to be when you finish this read, pandering rich glee.

Multiplying One times itself is nothing but itself, if there’s a mitotic divide caused by a Will

We get what we got, this is it, you’re lookin’ at it directly and inadvertently you became One

Original, Mortal, Venial get indulgences for the cancellation of responsibility, guillotine guilt

Up, down, to & fro over on the middle path, heads roll into silence, SLAM SHOTS & that’s It.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, September 16th, 2020 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to Duane Allman #HappilyMarriedMan in an infinite loop on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/vieQAhuqyl0 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#ORIGIN #ONE