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Monday, October 19, 2020

#FungusAmongUs #WhatItIs #TheWho @JimmyBuffett #Cheeseburger #ShootToThrill


 TEN, TWENTY, TWENTY TWENTY
by
Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, October 19, 2020 
------------------ #DivinityDamnsItAll ------------------

Not much you can do when magic perpetual motion ceases to function, except to git buried
On the tongue Saturday morning waiting for a sip of the highball I left on the 88 piano keys
Left the glass drippin’ down in my ivories and I think it flattened the C into a B sharp breed
Afloat with the chords and arpeggios that nobody ever hears anymore, in deep Space freeze.

Gravitational collapse will always be the last resort you can depend on, expansion’s split
We’re goin’ back down into the Singularity and maybe never comin’ back for another hit
Big Bang’s may only happen once and that’s it, it’s not an infinite series of 1’s and 0’s dive
It ends just like everything else with an origin, nothing lives forever, we can’t get out alive.

Perfectly quiet in the vacuum and no movement in static oneness without a contender
For the good, bad and ugly everything other than them is supernatural chit in the hood
Without subjects, objects or predicates, no adjectives or adverbs to modify a pretender
Common core is The Teaching that man Is created live, an evil woman created all of it.

In absolute synchronicity things happen the way they’re intended to happen, as thy wilt
A matter of application of the intense intent to make something be that was not before
Either materialize the invisible or create a scenario of a First Cause and the high score
Days and nights, an observation from the ground of a spinning ball of dead ashen silt.

Change is constant and what is static is a tick from being dead and gone, unmoved me
We means all of us without exception, all will die someday, sooner or later, who will see?
Not much you can do when the heart and brain cease to function, other than git so blue
For some there’s enough and others get too much or none at all, I get drunk and screw!

Apologies for the foul, intrepid word play of the subtle name calling and a gold Cuervo cabal
You can’t hear it but you know exactly what I think about you, stealing my girlfriend’s zazen
She absorbs the beauty and exhibits the same as I steal away as much as she’ll allow all men
Notre Dame of the Eagle found a cheeseburger in paradise on a 10-20-20 & out, free radical.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, 10-20-2020 @ 11:11 PMPST
{ Drafted while jammin’ to some Jimmy Buffett and the Coral Reefers #CheeseburgerInParadise & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/yizU-P8HdFs }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?

#FictionalFacts #FactualBovineExcrement #CANDY #Santana #BBKing #RareEarth

COMPUTERS, LOLs & SOME CANDY
Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, October 19, 2020
---------------- #BecomeTwoBeOne ---------------
Don’t try to persuade the blind faith followers of the exact, precise, indubitable Truth of One
Meaning of where all the multitude of the data has been manufactured from, hangin’ gallows
A preacher, a high or low priest, a minister, a pastor of the sheep, black, white, red or yellow
All of them, every one of the billions from all seven continents are a recommendation of blow.

Not something windy or white like blow has been known to be but the collapse of a black hole
Into the Singularity I find myself alone within regardless of another point of view of the crow
Black, invisible in the darkness of ultraviolet light, wavelengths of hungry radicals of liberty
Picking mindless bodies right there next to RR tracks by a North Highland Walmart RR city.

To lead the fuss and the fight for the communism, radical socialism to eradicate lazy poverty
When you’ve grown from a child and you don’t want to work for the things you can buy, see
You will either die young or go to prison forever if you disregard the ethics and morality code
Until the day you realize the nature of your Self, your being’s essence, you’ll be in drift mode.

You’ve got news for me since I’ve been locked out of civilization for a century, run it down see
Wired up the invisible connection, wavelength and frequency in synchronization, fly high free
Away from the matter and the keeper of the infinite energy to move, to animate a hot solution
Less talking and speaking of the things themselves and their activity prior to the dissolution.

Do not exterminate the messenger because the message is an unacceptable prophecy, we die
Like it or not, conceptions to annihilation of a spermatozoon DNA egg is all life is, that is All
Nothing more after the last breath, the last heartbeat, enjoy the ride because it’s the only One
Who you are from the street urchin to the dictators, czars & presidents is the same, bug bum.

Corrupt crooks are merely the carriers of the extinction disease, an accident waiting to step in
Something out of our control and nefarious is pending like doom on our proverbial doorstep
In a NYC big apple moment, a flash changes everything, in a blink the digits rearrange the sin
Original, venial or mortal in any case, it’s all an imaginary, contrived method to control Man.

Simple mind strong within my consciousness through no fault of my inherited genome, I am
Not what I need or want but it is the truth about what it is, air, fire and water, all I need, bam
Pinched an inch more than I could the day I saw lights, chanted OM word, dreamed a dream
Realization of the Love and Hate on the surface of Earth as it spins around without the team.

Just One mind, One thing itself is all there is, the interior, the inside of a #FakeNews stream
Groups of shapes and forms of the egg keepers are together with the ultimate goal, evolution
Making all the pieces of the puzzle fit into the proper erratic curves of a jig-saw, bloody bleed
What matches the colors and shapes better than the exact fit? Nothing, it is not all you need.

Dad died having sex with ma, she was so hot he expired without a care in the world, freedom
To be or not to be, everything fits into the right spots and the entire picture into a pinpoint
Double vision united as if Time and First Mover have merged and become the memory of It
A 2020 POTUS reelection is inevitable unless you want the Biden-Sanders Unity Task Chit!

I ain’t the one that’s the original sin in the garden of Eden, look into your own genome’s soul
It’s probably all your fault that we’re here and now up chitz creek without a paddle, just Win
Study hard, learn everything from Science and Math, then Logic and Philosophy, or give up
There’s no other pathway than straight ahead down the middle path, spark up another, pup!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Lundi, ROCKTOBER 19th, 2020 Anno Domini @ 10:10 AMPST
{ Jammed out of the Twilight Zone while listenin’ to Candy Dulfer #HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/RisUgnkFxFA }
FINIS'
W.W.A.R.D.?

Sunday, October 18, 2020

#YouAreNotIsane #YouAreNotInsane #YouAreNotInsane @Bread #EricChurch

SUNDOWN LAST ONE, BON SOIR

by

Richard Joseph Stephan·Sunday, October 18, 2020
----------- #SillyGeese -----------
Nothing matters at all in the end, if all there is left has nothing to do with me, yet I don’t fight
I’m feelin’ alright being alive here and now, golden dawn to hot, red sunset that wins the race
Not because it’s a comedy or that it’s funny but that I’m so happy to be here and out of Space
It’s very lonely when you’re all alone as a conscious being with nobody else anywhere in sight.

Pink or red, purple or royal blue come in random order from East to the West, as I drift away
Open season on the things I’ve been doing in the world since I was three or maybe just two
I’ve gone up and down, in and out, over and under but at this point, I’m just running point...
For the ones who’ll follow me from somewhere over the rainbow to the place the world ends.

Darkness is where you start and where the final tour of duty leads, age old, sick petty crimes
To ends we all must reach, it comes with conception and birth not to mention joker schemes
Around the sun’s ellipse that measure how long you’ve been going around in circles, 9 times
1 or 100 makes little difference when it’s over & out, memory may be a dream in my dreams.

Beams of sunlight from France and airborne bat flu from a Chinese peninsula, just as it was
To Hades or to Cielo, beer and whiskey won’t be there and neither will I, so to speak & fuss
Everybody except the celibate want to wind up knockin’ boots before too long, pops’ mamas
Birds need bees, I knew it like I know my hometown and headstones of my kin, Tony Llamas.

Piece of cherry frosting cake, my favorite pie full of cherries are the two desserts of my dream
All sorrow is gone after the first two bites, it’s all a matter of taste & directing thought flame
Buying the pain and suffering for the pleasure and sorrow you get whether you like it or not
It’s a matter of being there, all for one and one for all, tell the preacher and priest, God’s out!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, ROCKTOBER 18th, 2020 A.D. @ 10:10 PM PST
{ Drafted while listenin’ to some Eric Church #DrinkInMyHand in a loop, https://youtu.be/usGv0gB2zEU }

 FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?