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TRANSLUCENT TURQOISE n’BONE *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, May 25, 2019

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Born to be raised in a light hole of hydro-oxygen, asleep in a graveyard full of decrepit bones

All too human too, nothing but bugs and bones to anchor the acres and hectares of old stones

Drinkin’ all alone above or below the ground, nobody to blame but myself, I have it all, a soul

Hard to get one to move back and forth about space-cases, #BornToRun in a tiny, black hole.

No minions follow me over the cliff to the end of days, a death by smashed, in flight to Hades

On the white or tan or black sandy beaches, the living ooze out of coastal waters’ nappy fades

Imaginary passing of moment to moment as this world turns feeling the dervish girls’ whirls

Power in the rock, the glass that comes from nuclear reactions of excited atomic matter, girls!

On down the line, on the street over to the uptown local bar full of spirits, it’s on a neon sign

A bourbon and a scotch to help me chase the beer down to the mellow place, a double blind

Nights last half the day just in time to let my spirit fly out of my head with my rubber souling

Pretending to be a heel, to be or not to be a soul’s a matter of wobbling the Earth, #Spinning.

Stars pretending to be here and now, they’re nowhere near this rock and roll, holy red rose

Mountaintop of the scarred, empty holes in the dirt, blowing the starstruck lava up my nose

Suits from the baby’s birthday to the three-pieced rags of silk and gaberdine wedding funeral

Swear on a stack of Gideon bibles and you’re good to go, why would you or I lie? Ah, Hehl!

I ain’t ever gonna get my point across by using the explicit words to tell you the story of Dick

Got the money for rent, the food, for the entertainment to magically pose high, close-minded

That is all you’ll ever get, that’s the payment for coming and going, right here, now, then Jane

Li’l Dick n’ Sweet Jane on #TheWay to be-act in Earth’s stranglehold choke, all goddess’ pain.

Rocks, rivers rollin’ on down to the center of the axis’ twirl and nothing to stop it but the Void

Immersion down into the essence of the hydrogen, DNA becomes primordial and before a toy

Nothing to play with back then before the origin, before the rockin’ and rollin’ and wobblin’

A longer story than anyone has time tell or listen to, except me, I know it’s all worth knowin’.

Simple men and complicated woman all have the egos made of glass beads, shattered at last

Broken down into the microscopic, invisible pieces that comprise characters of surreal cast

Simple souls of womankind doin’ their best, animated bacterial infection makin’ a come back

Zeus’ eternal Tuesday’s gone, worm-composite super nova, #Singularity OM #FadeToBlack.

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r j j stephan, i *header are the remnants of a planet’s solar power buried in dirty dirt!

c. May 25th 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ crafted during Lynyrd Skynyrd #GoldAndPlatinum #WhiskeyRocknRoller & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/-UscgU4fl6w }

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SLUNG BELOW GOD’S CHARIOT *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, May 24, 2019

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Cosmic comedy playin’ out in front of whichever senses you use to evaluate the matrix’ flow

Buddies go as far as they can before they stray on to the wild blue yonder, above or far below

It feels like somebody’s gotta get older than everyone else but nobody volunteers, I think I do

No particular reason to get on the record in general, it’s a malfunction, bobbers go up/down.

Just because I live in paradise and that know it is, I don’t need any of the rest imaginary swag

To be able to get to the beach to watch the surf go in and out from the bays of pigs who brag

That is the best you can hope for, to live and let live for the livers’ health, avoid God’s sepsis

Strive for the constancy of being here and now, in this life on this planet at this time’s kiss.

All it is now and all it ever was will be what it will be with or without you or me, imagining

Waiting forever until the dawn or the dusk, for the tide to arrive, bleached foam intriguing

Not long after the flash of green, the horizon fades to blackish white, linear dashes or dots

Punks who’ve perfected the art of grafting are eternally rewarded by First Cause I-robots.

You have the liberty to use logic and reason to form a rational theory of the material universe

We boys and girls who’ve grown to be the men and women have the ultimate choice’s curse

You will be danmed if you do and danmed if you don’t do the right thing, facts of life they say

My dad and your dad, your ma and my ma, they all know now what I mean, Nothing is gay.

Nevertheless, on the other hand when the shoe is on the other foot and you’re paraplegic

It doesn’t really matter at all, there is nothing but dirt after death, look around you, use logic

I am only a messenger of Slim and a nun, they wrote this on the blackboard of cock and bull

They left the key to the three lock box in a riddle, to be opened by Jonathon’s live seagull.

You might think that being a virus, a bacterium or a form of being, form and matter vanish

Before or behind your eyes, preconception or post mortem, your God, your gods, your saints

Nothing at all and nobody at all are the points and are not the forbidden fruit of the Jewish

Before the Moses and Abraham of olden days, they worshiped calves for God’s sake of rants.

Being casual or formal, a dating ritual inherited from the caves and coastal waters, just to be

Nothing else to say and it appears to be as hopeless as it seems to me, it’s not my fault, see?

Hold your horses cowboys and girls, there’s a reason for everything or so I’ve been told, so

So when the conclusion is deduced, the Truth will be known, indubitable, a surfer girl blow.

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r j j stephan, i *HEADER’S A CALIFORNIA-GIRL PIC INSIDE MY OLD USAF LOCKER!

c. MAY 24th, 2019 A.D. @ 1:11 PM PST

{ drafted listenin’ to #BornOnTheBayou & hits of Creedence Forever (ClearwaterRevival ) @ https://youtu.be/iv_gXt1cCI8I }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#CarolAnnStephanRockMyLoveRockin' #HappyBirthdaySevenZero #70 s @EaglesBand @EdSheeran #NoEaglesHereButWait

CAROLs 70, BUT WHY? #SNOWBIRD

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, May 23, 2019

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In our little world we move about like the rest of the minions and strive to survive in the pen

Animated since conception, movin’ about from day One to the present, loving the life of blue

Where you see what you get and being the beauty of the fathers above, you get it all, now then

Dreaming while your body is awake and sleeping when your mind’s at attention and swirling.

It won’t stop girl, it won’t stop woman, it’ll go on for years in the dark, last breath and before

You knew your father, mother, brother, sister and a cadre of associates, last one on the floor

It’s always you, you, that is the important one, you survive or the world becomes a black hole

Believe me, this is no joke, you got to the top of a ladder and look like a million bucks in foal.

I’m not going to toot your horn, I can’t even stand next to you without shades on, illuminated

Dream within dreams, it seems, just no other way to crack the whip, a life-death mask of gold

Is all there is before heaven and hell, mama and papa did what they could, healed a holy mold

Reminisce about walkin’ away from the Earth, in a squirt of gas, I am The God in your head.

No need to get all up in arms about Facts as they appear to be, probably won’t change a thing

You get what you get if you’re lucky or not, it’ll be the way it was always going to be, The Way

Look around you now and then, see the light and the darkness outside, it matches your own

Why? Can’t tell you why but you already know the answer, wasted in your Pacific time-zone.

Amalgamated and consolidated the alpha and omega into the menudo, hodge-podge of Dirt

Red or black soil from the dust of the burned-out star, we called our mother, the Earth’s hurt

Father abandoned the mother, Earth and the progeny of plants and anima of a divine mate

I am the One, made it harder than it had to be, yet satisfied that I forced fate’s intrepid dates.

Now and then, a diamond comes out of the rough cities and towns of coal miners, unburned

Unscathed by the killer apes who roam the planet’s seven seas to find the gold, left by the god

Of your mothers and fathers, grandfolks way back to the beginning, where Alpha became two

Can’t walk or fly away, can’t crawl or slither underground, NOW, go forth! I’ll go on, AHO!

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r j j stephan, i

c. May 23, 2019 A.D. @ 7:11 AM PST

{ drafted on my honey’s 70th birthday because it just had to come out sometime, I love her madly! It’s just me though! Listenin’ to Eagles fly all over #ICantTellYouWhy on youTube in a loop @ https://youtu.be/T2Ns6J1KWd8 }

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