#BrothersOsborne slowin' rolls & pushin' up daisies, et al... lovin' the #GSC #ShouldYouKnowBetterThanHonorable #NOPE

$1.5 BILLION GIRL SCOUT COOKIES

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Richard Joseph Stephan ·Thursday, October 22, 2020

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I ate all of them for lunch and I’m going to the wedding just to have some candy for little girls

Talkin’ over 18 years old, little to a full grown under 24 hour ultraviolet or infrared radiation

Uncertainty principle involves an intimate understanding of matters of fact, a dervish whirls

Centrifugal forces diminish as we approach the collapse of this blackened hole we’re all in.

Uncles, brothers of your mother and father all know you as well as you know your heart

And soul that keeps your organic life and bones in it’s 208 piece peaking in the fake art

Pictures photographed, drawn or painted include the common thing it represents, a soul

Invisible yet ascribed with the power that runs and animates the dirt from pole to pole.

Eating the cookies or smoking the leaves that burn in effigy for the Mary, the best friend

Conflagration causes a fit of frustration and leads to the inevitable reach for a deeper end

Accepting bribes to get in touch with a #BigGuy for access in order to skim a legal contract

Does the IRS care that #Deals WERE NOT done as an art but a mere tragedy of the dialectic.

Bacteria and viruses are the microscopic controllers of the animation, motion of the oceans

Slipstream from the eye-opener that did the trick for you is for your eyes only, ain’t no furls

Once you’ve achieved Nirvana, descriptions of sounds good, bad and ugly from mortal’s sins

In the connection mode, all of the freight cars are full of empty tractors and trailer park girls

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r j j stephan, i

Thursday ROCKTOBER 22nd, 2020 A.D. @ 12:12 PMPST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to 22 minutes from a foreign country ala Sky News #HardDriveGator link @ https://youtu.be/_zhWHsfEa0U }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#PlayinReveleForCompanyB @ChristinaAguilera @StevieNicks @BetteMidler #TheMaguireSisters #MontgomeryGentry

CATCH ME ON A GOOD DAY, POPS!

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, October 21, 2020

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Born tryin’ hard to get ahead but only a minimal amount of the species are allowed the Time

To be in the right place at the right time, in Disneyland as a mouskateer, it’s all on my dime

Candyman swingin’ on a vine, in the Space of the In and Out, ready to swill Mad Dog 20/20

One stop shop and makin’ your panties drop for the last time, I’m the only one, got my arm?

Dancing in the darkness without a clue, not even ultraviolet or black light to see a hyperbole

I cannot understate the case in or out of a court of law, I’ve got that degree to list God’s son

Pinched myself to see if this outpouring of nonsense is actually a dream or reality, let us see

We the people or we the animals, one and the same, anima is a thing that moves, we are One.

Thrown off a cliff is what the old men and women of the prehistoric past used to do, true dat

If you broke a rule or a law, the punishment was to kill you, no trial, no hearing, just a splat

Smashed skin and bones in a pile for the snakes and bugs to demolish add to a decrepit fuss

Skulls left in the cave for the sill bastards who will explore this all in the pitch black darkness.

Could be pink or could be obsidian dark, either way a sheen of the superstar’s rockin’ hard

Still no way to extend the party beyond the final curtain, you gotta go when you gotta go

Make a connection to be chillin’ at the end when only your soul drips with a special flow

It will all end eventually, inevitably and with much ado about nothing, cut the GD chord.

Your body, my party and we are probably gonna get naughty, dancin’ and feelin’ skin/bone

Full of the sins that make the noise it takes to get fired up to have the babies that come home

From the empty space or the overseas wars for freedom or high value cache of Gold, dreams

Rap, sing and rhyme or just follow the rhythm up & down, in & out will end in fire, it seems!

Beams of low or high wavelength beyond the visual, all of it seems to be a hope of our father

He wanted us, you and I and all of the rest of us to walk as if we owned a joint of our mother

Trying to avoid the end of the plateau which has another step beyond a Twilight Zone’s Fate

On and forever off, whatever it was that brought you here, that will take your unblinded date.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Wednesday, ROCKTOBER 21st, 2020 A.D. @ 1830 hours

{ Created from a cosmic mist of dust that’s 360 degrees around me, 24 hours, 7 days every week while listenin’ to Christina Aguilera #FIGHTER link @ https://youtu.be/PstrAfoMKlc & Stevie Nicks #EDGEofSEVENTEEN link @ https://youtu.be/UmPgMc3R8zg }

 

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#SoylentGreenIsPeepo @DisinformationCampaign @LAPTOP-GATE #MOOKIE #BrooklynDodgers

PENUCHE’S GUMS’ TOOTH DECAY

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Wednesday, October 21, 2020

===  RULES KILL PEOPLE (people don't kill rules) ===

Contents are unknown yet the fundamental system is in tact, it’s been an occult, #woke hole

Fear and loathing of the thing itself really creates a sheen of plexiglass around a rubber soul

Pork and beans is all we’ll eat if we’re not of a specific cultural blind faith in a Word in a Book

Ancient tomes and recent paperbacks are here and now but unread, they’re just fired penuche.

In reality there’s just sometimes when you’re in a position of disconnecting from the Origin

Complete sphere independent of gravity and centrifugal force in orbit about a burnt up God

If there is anything other than the sunshine keeping us safe from gravitational collapse spin

What could that be? An old man in white robes in the space outside of Earth’s Ford hotrod.

Putting the mystery into perspective, nobody knows who owns this thing called Life’s fuss

That is indeed the crux of the problem, there’s One problem to which there yields dooms day

Our mothers and fathers couldn’t tell Us either because they didn’t know or they saved Us

From worrying and hurting for the rest of your born days because you’ve got nothing to say.

I can’t wake up when my brothers and sisters remain in a somnambulistic stupor of idiots

Classically speaking, just an odd duck in the pond of immortal dimwits, y’all souls on fire

Revolution in essence is the revolving of matter’s wreckage, a pretender’s paradise of dots

Punks and intelligencia chronicling history until the cows come home to the funeral pyre.

In search of miracles that defy the cause and effect laws of nature, can’t even find the One

Not giving up just saying the end is coming soon for me and the rest of the genome, Done

Don’t stab the messenger just because you don’t like the Truth, it ain’t my fault so flip off

As an experiment, I’m goin’ for a ride in my Bugatti, eatin’ It, penuche like a flaky jaqoff.

Mooning on my friends back seat window to the girls in their father’s car, dad was in it

Kicked my arse when he saw me at church and forgave me afterward for trespass chit

Queers and malcontents who roam the sewer because they can’t afford a byte of a lot

On being on the right side, nobody else is with me, maybe I’m wrong? No, I am not!!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Mercredi, ROCKTOBER 21st, 2020 A.D. @ 6:35 AMPST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to the mighty Armstrong & Getty on Talk 650 KSTE 6-10 AMPST & WAITING FOR THE END OF LIFE while listenin’ to AC/DC #TNT link @ https://youtu.be/fGDQ9IukMOc }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?