#ForeverMyWay #GetTheHeckOutOfMyWay

SEEING EYE TO A LOVER’S EYE DO 

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, September 19, 2020

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Ice cold blood for all the right reasons, ain’t no choice, atomic warheads suckin’ bloody bone

We could be gone before you know it but the ones who count won’t know it, a matter of form

Come and gone within a hundred years more or less for the lucky ones who’ve no lucky worm

Mom, senorita, mommy, senora, big mama, we’ve gotta have a sit down talk or I’m long gone.

More or less in the end as it’s always been in the past since day 1 or the moment just before

There are no secrets except the ones you don’t know about yet, it’s written on the brick wall

It sounds a great deal like sarcasm but it’s coming across as the Truth, hard to believe truism

By any standard of the ancients or the futurists, you can’t have any pudding without a score.

Divided & conquered, reward is to do what thou wilt, nobody’s sin but my own, true facts

Just one of the many in a billion, which version is the Truth, to will the power of 3.14 hacks

Complete, absolute essence of the cream of the crop, rows of grain and flowers of wild weed

Wet dreams do the trick for the ones who have known the sleepin’ trick, climax a sin seed.

Mothers & fathers raised all of these babies, our kin that’s now in trouble, it’s the mortals’ sin

Defective recombination of dominant and subordinate DNA examples of life, deadhead Earth

Extinction is immanent and in the process the players cannot be aware of it, divided division

Original blind faith, blind eyes to a boss’ law & order, here & now, holy wombs give stillbirth.

Problematic differential equations attempting to qualify logical deductions of an assumption

Rational as the syllogistic humor of Socrates, Plato & Aristotle, deduce fake Truth’s division

Laughing and crying about the fear of Death and the trials and tribulations of Life, I’m dyin’

You’re killin’ me as usual and without me there is no matrix for the stage of the story playin’.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, September 19, 2020 A.D. @ 6:06 PM PST

{ #NeverNeverland drew the EVIL OUT OF LIVE while listenin’ to @NewRidersOfThePurpleSage #PanamaRed & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/uyPYM5uUViI }

2020 CORVETTE FROM MONREAUX

 

FINIS 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#AllTimeOffInfinity #WaysideRightside #Fore

NOTHING CAME IN A DIRTY DEED

by

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?

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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.?