#HolesInTheWorld #HolesInOurHeads #HolesWithTheGloryOfOneness

OUR LADY, #420 @NotreDame *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, April 20, 2019

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Puffin’ the atmosphere, Isis, lady of the darkness, deep space, Notre dame eyes’ eagle spirit

Nothing but a void, a mere essence of matter that has not become anything at all, zip, zilch

Out on a limb of the only tree on the rocks of the sea, decisions will be made, I’m all this It

All there is as far as I can tell, there’s nothing more nor less than a holy, archeology gambit.

Tuned up Time travelers cannot come back a minute later than the moment they leave, No!

Once the planet is left, the thing cannot be the same when it returns, astronaut twins mutate

Inside the gravitational force on the surface of an old burned-out star core, we dream it’s US

Yet it is not, it’s a place in space that will annihilate in a New York minute, on a magic bus.

It ain’t my fault at all that I’m here and now and that I won’t be in a random, finite android

Since I’m here and I’ve got the bully pulpit, the silent Truth spills, divulges what it is, All of it

A bit here and a byte there, eventually the apple gets bit, chewed, eaten, swallowed and shat

Not because of any small reason other than a random collision of atomic, microcosmic void.

A privilege or two behind your eyes, lucky to have been here for a microsecond, in this world

Back in the Past and taken to this Present on the way to the immanent Future, Zen egg fried

Solving a mystery which is moderately concerning, that solution will lead to extinction’s fan

That variation of DNA that cracks the secret code is not in a human body, it’s humanity itself.

Modification of your comprehension of this Reality from this day forward is inevitable, ready

Get set and just go when you’re gone, look at it this way, where are your ancestors now lefty?

Even if you don’t swing politically correct, there is a space to occupy in the cosmic egg entity

Easter, Christmas, Life and Death, Oneness of Nirvana is the luck of the Irish in Notre Dame.

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r j j stephan, i { *HEADER is what your essence looks like from the outside, now #GitGit }

c. April 20, #420, 2019 A.D.

{ *drafted while listenin’ to Eagles IN The Eagle's Den #HoleInTheWorldTonight & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/9BQUpPVqlm0 }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#AnArrangedMarriageAboveAndBelow #SpaceTimeInfinity #HappyGoodFriday ...anyway, nobody stays dead forever, right? Not even God or @JohnnyComeLately ! #FWAAAT ? #NightAfterNight

NO PROBLEM SENOR, MUCHACHOS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, April 19, 2019

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A good Friday to die, to brand the legend of God born, lived & died on dirty, #MotherEarth

Made an entire world follow the #Teachings of a #Teacher who had a dead sacred, red heart

No record of the actual writings of the most famous man to conquer death on Earth, old Plato

No, not the mainstream’s notion of the killing by soldiers, heavenly sent sin, crucifixion blow.

Put into a hotrod, low-riding bullet which catches the front tires on fire, on #PinkMoons

You are going to spring a flower up from the seed, down with the roots, up the buffoons’

Xylem and phloem from your lips to God Almighty's eyes, at least the Void of your seeds

Here are the possibilities, voters are as ignorant as SOME of the incumbency, lead bleeds.

Whippin’ up the nests of eagles and the hippies who live in caves and waves of coastal waters

The dream of the peaceful innocence of birds catching fish in the sea to murder and starwars

Hey, sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do, that’s what my daddy told me, OMG, no!

I am what you are, I’m not what I am, now that’s a process that boosts your testosterone flow.

There is a hole in the world, in my world not yours, you’re perfectly adjusted arses, cold as ice

I know nothing very well, in fact you more than me if you know anything at all, roll the dice

Stop the inbound chatter about the Notre Dame hunchbacks, Saint Patrick homeless, nerds

Interfere with your investigation and you will go down in flames, you’ll be destroyed birds!

In a form of vernacular, unfamiliar to most I’ll speak Latin for a moment, #CogitoErgoSum

Thinking is suspect to begin with, all it’s cracked up to be, high IQ dedicated to a modicum

Of nature’s essence to your own, you are in a Void sir and madame, back allies of #PeterPans

‘x’ & ‘y’ #Collusion, a #HighRoad, your mama, #ObstructJustice for the gods hate orphans!

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r j j stephan, i

c. April 19, 2019 A.D. @ 6:66 AM PST 

{ drafted listenin’ to @Armstrong &Getty on @Talk 650 KSTE 0600-1000 AM PST, prejudiced against old people runnin’ the USA, FWAAT #WTF anyways, Breaktime listenin’ to @WARTheBand AllDayMusic on youTube link https://youtu.be/prFVipovIQI & ThingsINeverNeeded by #GracePotter at #Daryl'sPlace on youTube link at https://youtu.be/kc1Oqz1RBqc}

 W.W.A.R.D.?

#GenomeAndMaybelline #ShipAhoy #TheOJays #MarilynMonroe

GENOME AND MABELLINE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, April 18, 2019

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Why can’t you be true? Oh, you are true, I’m the one who is false but it ain’t all my fault

Everybody’s got a story in the naked city, nobody gets out of this life alive by void default

In particular and in general, the meaning of life is a matter of blind faith, war’s hipsters

Live in health and happiness if you get a choice, do well unto your brothers and sisters.

Full of youth and the evil money of the bones and skulls, beauties clubbed by beasts, mated

Conceived this racket of revolution, cellular mitosis of the culture onto my extinct forehead

On the nature of carryin’ weapons of peace, my hands, arms, knees and feet, a jet in stealth

Extreme force required if and only if the fear of personal death exceeds the fear of my Self.

True, don’t doubt it, if you know what you can do with your opinion’s #WhiteTrash flocks

Up the hill, down on the mountainside in the backwoods or in the middle of the boondocks

That is home, sweet home just like the middle of the concrete and steel in the suburban city

Until the great grandsons and grandnieces of the elite become the stardust’s hot tamale.

Hunger and thirst will get you to the pollution and maggot infested dead meat, you’ll starve

When matter cannot consume itself it withers away into what cosmic dust is able to thrive

Until a gravitational collapse of the Time and Space that the Singularity hides, if & only if

A required condition is that something is dreaming this polkadot, man or alien being’s motif.

On a space ship or a time slip in a worm hole, movement of a thing itself is all you can ‘er see

It’s the cause and effect of the Liberty and absolute Freedom only tigers enjoy, killer of slaves

I’ve got arrows and bows, silent annihilators of my life’s consciousness, shark-like tidal waves

Comin’ here and there on ships, divin’ in and out of undrinkable salt H2O, low on Vitamin C.

As above this plane of the planet’s cracked, salted sand so below it’s surface down to the core

Symbolically inert signs of war and peace, good and evil, genius and idiots, takes one to know

That what I am and what you are is the form of matter, as it evolved from the cosmic score

A random cell of inert matter in the form of hydrogen and oxygen gases collide into a flow.

It ain’t true that that bottle of sleeping pills fell into your mouth, forced you to swallow 50

Dead and gone before the flashing lights and hubbub down in the #Hollyweird silent movie

What was that Elton John sang about in that song, #NormaJean goodbye and buenos noches

Nothing personal, just a good girl in the wrong place available to the leeches’ nasty roaches.

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r j j stephan, i {*People will rob their own brother! - Cain & Abel ha! }

c. April, 18, 2019 A.D. @ 3:33 PM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to The O'Jays #Money & #ShipsAhoy & olden HITS ‘bout lettin’ MONEY, ALMIGHTY DOLLARS change you..... don’t let it.....keep on keepin’ on link @ https://youtu.be/Ll3uipTO-4A & a video tribute to Marilyn_Monroe https://youtu.be/mZ-4CeILy90 }

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W.W.A.R.D. ??