#OneAtATime #SheSays #SequesterYourArse

DAZZLING WITH A METAL MOUTH

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, May 23, 2020

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Dig. Opened arms yet ready to be the drop dead gorgeous one who generates a frozen freezer

Where the things can be dealt with for the sake of survival, to be the fittest of the conned ones

Just because you’re a favored one of the Godfather of earthbound DNA, old rum 151 and guns

Senility and brain washing are all you need to enculturate the minions, they’ll follow a leader.

Sun rose the day after I died and everything was shakin’ out just like it always does, it’s done

There were no diamonds in the golden ring, there wasn’t any gold in the diamonds either, son

Theories of Evolution and Special Creation abound in the books of boys and girls, dipped sex

Beyond the legends that nobody hears if they can’t be told and can’t be ready or said in a hex.

Magic of being in the right place at the right time is realization that intention directs the will

Perfection and defection as sweet and low as the pearls at the bottom of the Dead Sea’s krill

Dream work at the bottom of every bottle of Starbuck’s Mocha con Leche, switches my toggle

Full mug to the brim, whipped cream and cinnamon sprinkles, breathing in the hornswoggle.

He said to hold these things as self evident, that nobody knows how to do what God can’t face

No evidence of God at all here on Earth, in this or any other country on the planet or in Space

Assuming there’s a moon, planets and other stars besides our white dwarf or red giant pizza

Wow, the haters will really be hatin’ on spare WORDS I got here, #HatersHate an influenza.

How can you foment a congregation of people when it’s forbidden to commiserate with One

Gods watch all of this living and dying, like it or not, they cannot be bought or sold with gold

Save it for your survivors to spend on the tomb and casket or urn full o’ shards of yo’ hipbone

Creatures we all are for our moments of animation and intuition to create the Way we get old.

If it is true that your conscious ego and Id live beyond the grave or the urn, then whoopee doo

You got more than you deserve since you didn’t earn any special favors being conceived fool

It’s not your fault that you read the words and interpret the ambiguity in your malignant way

Because you’re mean and jealous of the ones you perceive as much better than you, today!

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r j j stephan, i

c. Saturday, May 23rd, 2020 A.D. * Happy Birthday @CarolAnnStephan #71 eye <3 span=""> ‘U’

{ snatched listenin’ @Chic #LeFreak link @ https://youtu.be/QpCoSf8QmQM }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#HOME #MoneyAndCigarettes #aPINKpandemic @PINK @EricClapton & @TheBand @JonnyLang @TheArtistPrince

SKIP #pink BIRDS, IT’S #PANDEMIC
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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, May 22, 2020

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A survival adaption for evolution to abuse and let me confuse and obfuscate burnt grass’ sod

Seeing the predators and being able to outfly & out-maneuver all the killers who burn bushes

Some skinned and deboned, just legs, wings and breast muscles of the all too human, my God

All of it, whatever it is, this starstuff matter that moves friction to burn it up into good fishes.

On being a holy sphere, circling a magnetic attraction, a burning gas tank of atomic mortality

Nothing caused by Intent of a Supreme or Inferior Will to Power, it’s an atomic comic of Me

When I’m dead & gone, it’ll be another story but as we commiserate, gravity’s collapsed, son

On you and I and the whole shebang from quarks to black holes’ supernovas, We are all One.

You may continue to believe in the blinded faith of ancestors in an immaculate concept toy

As if what we now call wisdom was anything more than an educated, wild guess at the Void

Cardinal numbers and bishopric pablum force fed to the Gerber babies and elder wise ones

All in lock step behind the march, in line and in moronic syncopation, circling the wagons.

From the perspective of the eagles in flight searching for the weak and slow, carrion breath

All of this air to fly in is a place to search for the things to kill and eat, that’s life, that’s death

Nothing else to it, more or less, it’s a resting place for things that eat each others super-germs

Evolving genomes to a random, cell malfunction, is the handiwork of God’s sacred sperms.

Now the bizarre inability to reason and use logic has begun to atrophy, peoples’ soylent green

Nothing left to eat except Fear itself and it’s the fuel that drives the hard drive and soft spleen

Power of Momentum of Will is about It, no more nor less blind, you’re getting what y’all see

Completed the mission from alpha to omega, one Singularity remains, cross T’s, dotted I’s, G!

Baby screams for comfort or food or mama and gets the pacifier for 17 years in a warm nest

Parents of the offspring are often if not always too young to teach their children to be a pest

So, the military function forces the innocent and the wild to become One Unit, survival’s sake

Survive death’s seventh son’s calling, leave us all for a One, it’s pink, pandemic wedding cake.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Friday, May 22nd, 2020 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ Drafted listenin’ to Early Eric Clapton: EC WAS THERE @ https://youtu.be/bMiBbAvsFfY & The BAND Group #AtlanticCity link @ https://youtu.be/QFxXTO1t5yo }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WhatsWrongWithYouPeepo? #ItsSoylentGreen

ACCUMULATE MOMENTS TO LOSE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, May 21, 2020

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An aberration of infinity or regular constant of the finite, mortal, spatial forms of #FakeTime

Shaped like a bush or an ape, the dragon always wins by tilting the machine, on my last dime

Fortune and fame are on hold indefinitely until the #FakeNews says it’s OK to play tattoo ink

Evolved without the pundits and paparazzi, we’d be extinct without them, wink a #FakeWink.

Jersey to California, Florida to Montana, all of the walls came down all the way to Hell’s bells

Water was high but it wasn’t near the fire in the desert, it was above so below, planet of shells

By God or by this man or that woman who breathes in and out of Heads and Toes in the room

Who could swear with a straight face? Who? I could, that’s who, it’s no big thing, badaboom.

Munching on the treats of the genii and the smoke and mirrors, until the last gasp, the rule

From the lips that fly agape at the last movement of the First Cause, eyes wide open for two

More than a sign and less than a faded secret nobody recalls that nobody can relate to, too

It’s the only thing that matters, you’re the One that got here to do this thing, so do it fool!

On a frequency very high and a wavelength very low, the crosswinds blow and music’s made

Up and down the scales of justice, the ships move in and move out with the cargo or without

Salty sea breakin’ it all down for the mates and crews of the Jolly Roger and gaggle of pirates

An H bomb without a boom, apple crumbs makin’ it without the Big Bang’s B2 Sting, I’m out.

Got something for you ill-fated related to the Ones who came before you, yes y’all Funky A-G

Nothing is forever and you can’t take anything with you where you go without your bones’ chi

Everywhere is like nowhere, a place in the Twilight Zone, a space outside of Earth’s sun-kiss

Coordinates on the plane locked, we’re loaded, target obsolete, One and done, back to bliss!

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r j j stephan, i

c. May 21st, 2020 A.D. @ 4:11 PM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #CaledoniaSoulMusic on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/F34zwWJ4bP4 }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

W.W.A.R.D.?