#AllTimeOffInfinity #WaysideRightside #Fore

NOTHING CAME IN A DIRTY DEED

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, September 19, 2020

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Paddle a downstream to liberty, gently rowing an apeman monkey’s putsch, gold’s flow

Neighbors next door and everywhere all around this entire planet, became presence of a blow

All alone as it has always been intended, you can take Nothing with you and it’ll come to fade

But for the reality that’s comin’ eventually when the bitter end arrives, life’s a passing parade.

My personal life force, the thing itself that animates what I appeared to be, It went out today

In and out of the dreams of the naked apes, I climbed and fell down the rabbit hole anyways

Far down the line on the right and the left, the sun don’t shine and the moon won’t glow gas

Unforgiving cold wind blows, the gods deliver the anger from an ape-monkey Bridge of Sighs.

Things homegrown from a seed & a special creation of spontaneous combustion’s Big Bang

Inseminating, asexual assimilation of the 93 million mile distance to the core of God’s being

Books, pages scratched with ink-dye and predication of occult secrets of lost fathers’ mothers

Walk, run, asleep or awake, blind or in full higher consciousness’ mode, One Spirit is all hers.

Green or ultraviolet blue to the crimson infrared, blood orange foolin’ the grim reaper’s flys

You know the maggots will come eventually to what you suppose is who you thought you’d be

Watch an experiment in a high school science lab, organic matter breakdown, it’s what we are

Our wise forefathers created the schools for the fools who they knew’d be born, gals & guys.

I rolled the stone away from the cave’s holy opening and the library was looted and burnt ash

Nothing left to deliver the Word, we’re here all alone and there is no creator of heaven’s Earth

A massive empty Void surrounds every hair on everything’s head, got my Pacific Stoned hash

Where it is, here & now, how it got here by spontaneous combustion, a Big Bang’s afterbirth.

Gravitational collapse into the Singularity is all you don’t know that will hurt you, illusory ego

Imagined and instilled by those who didn’t know any better, programmers without back blow

Computer program from 1’s & 0’s and a digital repetition of an eyes closed series, It’s all I am

Beggars and a devil’s defense of silver & gold, Truth is all of it, for Earth below, hell, Go-dam!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, September 19th, 2020 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ Listenin’ to Robin Trower #ComingCloserToTheDay link @ https://youtu.be/dftl_4eCs5s & #VictimsOfTheFury link @ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6Zcxj_UGXw }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#TheBestEver #TODAY #GoodLuck #BadLuck #NoLuckAtAll @BobMarley @EricClapton #SNL

BLUES?

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, September 18, 2020

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Moments before the sirens began to scream their ups and downs of a demented whistle

All of the planes launched fully loaded with what is known as the In and Out, animal style

Now and then right over here by the river bank, I laid it right down on you, it was a drill

On the longest drive from a wake-up call between slumber and a somnambolistic pro skill.

Coming from innocence into the deluded philosophy of dead men who were mean and mad

I don’t mean upset with a position mad, I mean out of their mind type of mad, OMGs egad

Prometheus and Atlas moving the loads to the bottom of the mountain for Sisyphus’ outback

On the way up to the top of the plateau where angels fear to go, get ready, get set, jump jack!

Reversing the forward move of the pawns, skipping over them with knights to check the mate

It is not for me to say, I will be brutally honest yet I don’t mind if you want to lie to me, hater

One, two and uh I can’t recall what happened after that, lost my conscious awareness to a fate

I had no free will, I wasn’t in control of my own actions, I made love but I wasn’t all over her.

Gambling with the idiots who beget morons and fools who procreate the proletariat of macho

Hooters is an owl theme and the main attraction of the human genome’s species DNA, #Asso

Micromanage the boys on the way to being men, they do unto others’ reproductive game fun

On being alive we contemplate the nature of being dead, alpha to omega become all at One.

You cannot come to my corpse’s viewing because nobody will, I’ll be lost at sea, jumped a cliff

I am not what I used to think I was, nothing is closer to the sun and moon than to Earth’s riff

Description of Presence, alpha to omega is a fool’s errand, futility resistance in a Singularity

Matter of factoid checking the Energy of atoms, the nature of Good, Bad & Ugly is hypocrisy.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, September 18th, 2020 A.D. PST @ 0911 hours

{ Drafted while listenin’ to the Saturday Night Live #2020DemoncraticDebate on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/y8EQFhj8ca4 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CourtesyCats #BootsNeedKnockin' #LipLocks #ForGoodBadAndUgly #Starbursts

LIP LOCKS, FISTS & KICKIN’ BOOTS

by

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}

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W.W.A.R.D.?