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SURFIN’ ON A BYTE OF SYMPATHY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, October 5, 2020

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No sympathy from the leftist monkeys and ape-like humanity of dysfunctional muck’s scree

Completely full of the excreted transformations of matter and form, absorbing life’s spree

From the fun to the pain and suffering of tragedy and even comedy if you laughin’ my papa

It is the thing itself that moves the things, the form moves the matter, spirit’s soul of mama.

Here’s a radical thought, we’re all gonna die one day without knowing which day it will be

Fair or not, it is the way it is, my father told me so, my mother died the day I was born free

Honesty is a lonely word but it’s got friends from the olden days, they are dead and all gone

Remembering the ways and means of passing Time in this Space, singing in a twilight zone.

Mumps, measles, poisons of ivy and oak and the rest of the viruses and petri dish of a bird

I know a little about it and I guessed the rest because I had no choice, it’s a code of the word

Bombshells and arrowheads do what they’re designed to do, appropriate the love of mother

Being inside or outside of the globule of Earth and it’s atmosphere and stratosphere father.

Power of the confidence men and women, we the people of the forgotten states of not being

Fortune is a myth, intention of the will to power, to survive on Earth at all costs, lay dying

As the ones who have jokes about the nature of life and death are censored by comedians

Guffawing about subtle humor and slapstick theater, LOLs of all maniacal fanatic citizens.

Give me whiskey and my faith in the gods that came before the Greeks and Romans, wayback

Regardless of your view regarding things you see in front of your face, This Here Is All, Jack!

Welcome or not, you’re deep inside The Machine, your free will is all gone, formatted in sin

You got what it takes baby, two lips and a fine body, I think I’m in love, my heart’s a cookin’!

Hey now, we’ve got a minute or two to lay down the boogie because it’s not allowed any more

Governed men and women try to dance without the music and can’t groove to any heavy beat

Drums, guitars, horns, strings, voices’ songs all give up the spirit to the Still of The Twilight

Love comes out and strokes the silence and darkness of starlit somnambolistic 3rd eyesight.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, ROCKTOBER cinque, 2020 Anno Domini @ 5:55 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to an hour of #DooWop HITS IMHO on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/DdWQyeAH0Ig }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#CountyOfTheWeek @Armstrong_GettyRadioShow #COVID19 is #AllTooHumane

SKIPPY’S SHELLS, DRAGON SMOKE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, October 5, 2020

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Ill illusions and perfect comedy from idiots burned out of morons’ eggs of the fatherless feets

Staunch follower of the end of time and space, twisted to Time and Space’s human backseats

It hurts and it feels good when it’s all over, we are in the middle of the best day of our life, yes

No other way to see the Truth than to take blinders off and be innocent again, be a GD pest!

If you are the last one of the species on Earth, enjoy your last days, Yogi bear comin’ you tools

All of the progeny of the ones who came before you and I, will be both dead and gone forever

Only pictures and words before the entire solar system supernova’s itself, collapsing the fools

Nothing to eat up in the woods & hills, in the mountains and valleys, #DaBears wanna share.

Funk and garbage have the stench to attract the hungry and forlorn stinkers who need water

Can’t take a bath or a shower when you’re homeless and far away from riverbeds of mother

Soap and shaving the hair off of the skin reminds us that we’re more than smoke and buds

Dead and gone ancestral lines, nowhere to be found, their essence swallowed by Void gods.

Everybody on Earth on all seven continents on all seven seas, near the rivers & live streams

Live but will die because it’s the nature of Life, to live then to die, both in violence’s creams

Coming alive in a darkness is very traumatic, a light flash at birth causes total amnesia, lame

Nothing remembered from the past before breathing, last breath no doubt is One & the same.

Fame & honor will be in the dirt like your male appendages eventually, drink more #151 rum

Finished after much ado about absolutely nothing but the viral and bacterial infections scum

Vote for me, for you or for both Us & Them, either way in any case, all in your holy, godhead

As a nut twisted on a stripped bolt, screwed around your mother’s opulent, empty, deadhead!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Lundi, #Rocktober Five, 2020 Anno Domini @ 7:11 AMPST #ShellShocked

{ Drafted while in the wake of listenin’ to the mighty Armstrong & Getty on Talk 650 KSTE 06:00 - 10:00 AMPST & DURING COMMERCIALS ONLY, listenin’ to HARDY #Rednecker in a loop link @ https://youtu.be/Sn2RBKPMpU0 & Kenny Chesney #WhenTheSunGoesDown link @ https://youtu.be/eGLdbpmXrbQ oh & then watchin’ the massive collection of Rocky & Bullwinkle link @ https://youtu.be/HSlUxiDt4Nc }

#AllTooHuman - @Nietzsche

 

FINIS 

W.W.A.R.D.?

#BethDittoRocks you'll see! #WaterDriedUpUnderTheBridge #CheriPie & #GirlScoutCookies #EveryMeal

CHERI PIE & GIRL SCOUT COOKIES

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, October 4, 2020

--- PorCrepeSuzette!   #MonDieu!  ---

Glad you asked, I would like an Espresso with an extra shot to take me further out than Time

Time, I had a feeling, Word, usually meant ignition and momentum yielded this fake rhyme

A scat storm from Hades retained nothing but the foul air of the Void’s scent of Woman face

Suns don’t rise or set, we whirl and wobble without a care until it’s too late for you in Space.

Gods take all your dough back when you die, all the time spent accumulating wealth’s debt

Communists and Capitalists trapped in the rat’s maze, left by aliens or random chances chit

All in for the game that seems to be like Sorry or Monopoly, it ends and begins again, infinity

Common ground upon the center of the Earth, above and below is One and the same, affinity.

Complete variables equal to a constant that can’t be interrupted with change, better or worse

Once and always, all that I’ve needed since the zygote stage of being, through gestation, gone

Up to the tip top of the highest mountain, I could climb it or die trying, I’d give up the ghost

For you and only you, my true love, I searched through the muck and the mire, boy I was lost!

Feeling things I never felt before and I got my muscles strong, got my mind runnin’ on all 8

Trinity of cylinders would’ve sealed my fate date if left to bleed out all alone at heaven’s gate

My baby, my girl, my life, my world saved and filled with a boy’s joy that only drinks booze

Triple shots, California CherryPie & Girlscoutcookies’ smokin’ love’s overblown, taffy blues.

Sex multiplies the species’ genome, with or without the morality or ethics of Einstein or Plato

Utter nonsense in front of your blinded eyes that cannot handle any more enlightenment flow

Cutting to the chase, one vote matters as much as water under a bridge, nothing left to fishes

Sweet they may be, leftover 6 strings, tramp-bums’ boozer Nothings are squirts’ dirty dishes.

Pencil me in to your purple haze, neither too far nor too near my exploding singularity’s dot

Confirmed with the communion’s confession and baptism, marriage, divorce, remarried hot

As it always should have been but the way of the world is not my choice, it is my intent to be

One man in a struggle, without magic spells, in hell-fire loving the good, the bad & the Fugly.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Dimanche, 10-4 -2020 Anno Domini @ 11:11 Ante Meridien

{ Completed listenin’ to Franz Liszt https://youtu.be/FT36za3Gyos#HungarianRhapsody#2 in honor of George Soros & the #Mouskateers on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FT36za3Gyos }

 

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?