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RUPTURED AND EMPTY YET HOLY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, October 7, 2020 

******** #DontBeAGerkoff ********

All we have in mind and all we’ll ever have, it’s all you’ve got, me too, that’s it and that is all

Complete Truth for the essence of the Lie, meaning nobody knows anything about Man’s fall

If it was all good, not much to do, if it wasn’t we’re evolving pieces of dope, a matter of breath

We can mutate the gene pool and select for the immortality gene and then live without death.

Form of shape and atoms of matter become all there is until they dissolve into the cosmic pea

Vibrato from one tone to the next, bottom to the top of the scale from A, B, C to G arpeggios

From above and below the thin lines of the atmospheric pressure and mysterious creation

Mean mind can’t follow the subjects acting on the objects, manufacturing more predication.

Shut down but still ready to hang ten on the next wave, it’s comin’ as sure as the sundown

Sharks comin’ in for snacks and I can see them surfin’ the edge with me, near my bit of bone

Shooting for the sky and way out of my mind, never thought of printing the genius’ logic

Lost in cyberspace, holy nowhere at all to survive on a hard drive’s software, lost it, tragic!

You should know better and you do but you just ignore the power of the wisdom, pretending

To be or not to be in charge of whatever happens to you, day in & out, ad infinitum badabing

Ma and pa did what they could since they were just kids themselves, evolved into naked apes

Still without common sense, unearthly aliens left it behind the rock-deep, fake purple drapes.

Trippin’ over the feet and impasses that the 64 squares allow, my King’s hushed by the Queen

Moving on up or gettin’ down with it, as long as you know the Ends are still comin’ in poraids

Don’t let on that you’re aware that the whole shebang will end before anybody knows it came

No wind and no rain, no revolution and no animation at all, the cartoon ends, the song fades.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Wednesday, ROCKTOBER 7TH, 2020 ANNO DOMINI @ 4:44 PM PST

{ Drafted listenin’ to PRINCE JAZZ FUNK 1977 LORING PARK SESSIONS 77 link @ https://youtu.be/cOc2MzvqbN0 }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#PrinciplesOfAPrincipal #RIP*EddieVanHalen #CDCfudgeDataStacking #Faucisms

A THEORETICAL GHETTO, ‘BRO’!

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, October 7, 2020

--------------- #JumpBackJack ---------------

Nobody is my actual sisters’ brother except the three left from papa & mama’s rhumba womb

Pumpkin punks pointing to the pros and cons of blind faith in the theories of unelected bums

Who look out for their own as we all would but in evil ways, can’t change them, on a holy roll

Unafraid to pronounce words of any language, sounds meaning signs of being in a black hole.

Pole to pole, air, land and seven seas this spinning and wobbling is going to the God’s head

Psychiatric analysis of psycho-somatic trips of our mothers and fathers who dropped dead

To be or not to be here and now, the debate is between an idiot and a moron, droppin’ dimes

Pouring on the sugar whether cane or brown can bring utopian Ends before the good times.

Missing in action or just obliterated into flesh and bone dust, boys and girls died in world war

Battles to decide who is right and who is wrong, who is a reasonable not an illogical dinosaur

Come on man! Be the ball or you know what? Just get off of the court, sit on the back bench

Younger than ten, smaller than a human gnat, baby ghetto rats fulfill the white trash stench.

How many times would you prefer to go through the same motions to get the identical result?

If you live more or less than a hundred years you’re more fortunate than you know, it’s occult

You are bankrupt because you kept your parent alive and now your parent’s debt is your own

Where there’s a will, there’s a way, they shoot horses & this is one’s for the boys’ blown bytes.

For the memory I can’t recall because I forgot about “the thing” at childbirth, ah so traumatic

But you all know “The Thing” I’m talkin’ about, I am trying to signify the form of automatic

Pretenders coming ahead and behind me but that’s the nature of the beast, naturally you see

High or low priests who transform the miraculous into the mundane, carpet bombing spree.

Don’t be a doobie brother every time when it’s the Time and Space for listenin’ to the music

I am mixed and I am clearly the essence of constancy, an uncertainty principle of the sick

The tired of being and the idiot savants on radio waves who know it all, glasses fogged up

Blame it on the governor of your state, blame it on the doctor who advised the world’s cup.

Liars, cheaters, thieves who rule the roost from the eyes and ears of morons who speak smack

You know who you are, yeah you, reading this before you put it down, feeling so guilty Jack!

Put your mask on and shut your mouth up, fear the reaper as you always should have, moron

You’re the moron down mind’s ghetto, a nincompoop or goofball, you’re a number 1, 7th son!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, ROCKTOBER 7th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 10:10 AM Pacific Standard Time

{ Drafted while listenin’ to Van Halen jamz on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/Bg1UG0GwIKc }

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W.W.A.R.D.?

#2025 #GetReady #VoidCollapseChineseEyed

GODS HELP CHINA’S KUNG FLU

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, October 6, 2020

---------------- #CheckOnYourQueen ---------------

Who has the power to silence free speech from Jersey to Utah? Who can shut down dead air?

Ruling in the face of naked apes, chagrin spreads from ear to ear, in any case, it just ain’t fair

All you need is love and not the Will To Survive, love will keep you safe in holes of a silkworm

Shadows on the wall moving in one direction, Nothing ala thing, unseen matter with no form.

Here’s your faith, your hope and your charity that I give to you for free, take or leave the falls

Sprung ahead to the future in every step you take, It won’t change at all, might float or sink

It’s imperative to comprehend the conclusion based upon squares’ propositional rubber balls

In a league of it’s own, you have the Free Will, a multiple choice or you may fill in the blank.

Defunct funk coagulation of the cream of the tree crops, Scout Cookie, Cherry strong wraps

Mixed sanguine inheritance from continental Singularities in progress of expanding collapse

Seized arms, seized hearts, seized land by the Greco-Roman deity and the Egyptian Thoth

Perfection and annihilation of the titillation, to force obedience to the commands of Goth.

Physical self-defense is a fine exercise, keep it honed and ready & shut up barrier electronics

Formula for the survival of the most fit and able to protect their goods and DNA living tricks

All for the One, Many will mingle without a purpose, on a rampage in the light’s wisdom tree

Pumped hearts’ muscles, holy blood evolved from sacred heart of One, supernova Singularity.

Scam the H2O manifestations of animated, evolved bones of cavemen and amoeba’s RNA

Easy to perceive the relationship of shapes and sizes relative to the perception of light day

In the freezing heat and darkness of the night, from pole to pole, the trip is it’s all been said

Nothing more to see or hear, taste, smell, hear or think about, brainless, mindless, we Dead.

Decaying matter is a natural occurrence, #Dude! You’re Nothing at all in Time’s third eyes

Luck, fortune, strong will to power and humility lead to the Oneness of a golden mind of jin

Silver dreams right here and now where my soul’s lifted beyond powder blue or cloudy skies

Fit through a pin hole’s point of a thread I hung onto for dear life, conceived, deal, I’m all in!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Tuesday, ROCKTOBER 6th, 2020 A.D. @ 12:12 PM PST

{ #ConspiracyTheoreticals & #CategoricalImperatives are in your DNA, don’t worry and just be happy, it’s all there is, happiness! #LifeIsJustAPassingParade off Carlos Santana #Oneness on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/kDGUC6pv6LM }

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W.W.A.R.D.?