P H I L O S O P H I A

Saturday, August 15, 2020

#RackThatSheetUp #NineInTheCorner5InTheSide #TheRollingStones #Springsteen #TheBeatles #Madonna #BobSeger @JonnyLang

POLKA 2068 DAYS A WEEK [SIC]

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, August 15, 2020

---------- #EventHorizon & the #Singularity -----------

What do you expect from the young high school and girls from the southern cross y’all chose

European and Asian children raised by women, their mamas formed their con-souls to lose

All alone just because they were cute, handsome or pretty but also because planets are rooks

Around in a circular jerk of gravitational collapse, flyin’ off 10 meter high decks like spooks.

Nothing to brag about, the truth is the truth and facts are facts proven only to be the subject

All of the babies who grew up to be city and country cowboys get nothing but a drafted deck

Bad or good times mean more or less nothing at all, in the end, on the highway to Hades hill

Where mamas & papas fear to go, here to eternity, an Outer Space in a sun’s divine LSD pill.

My pops, my daddy told me I was a bit off of the mainstream rocker, probably hit my head

Too many times little boy, head grows into an angry, baby boy, a GI to kill enemies of mine

Coming back to the world means getting to be fifty years later than what felt just like Ends

I got addicted to tobacco and whiskey and then gave them up with my Thanksgiving hens.

Speaking of the ions of atoms all over the universe, it’s now or never if you know what I mean

Know what I’m talkin’ about or find out what I’m insinuating and ruminate on it for, at last

Love’ll unite the gravitational collapse & cause the Singularity that the gods deserve, unseen

Don’t moan, don’t cry or argue, don’t fret about the spell that’s cast, abracadabra, #Heaven.

Disappearing above the atmosphere, above the wind blown bald-head skull & bleached bones

Whether we’ve been either good or evil men and women, celibate or generators of Xi-Phones

All in all, you may never get another moment to experience whatever you want to call it, Sam

Again, it may be never again, not a reincarnated punishment for bad karma, I think, so I am.

Last rodeo, final attempt to let me down easy, a belt buckle & trophy of notoriety, old cowboy

My mama used to dress me like one, toy six-guns and rifles, spurs and boots, innocent decoy

To persuade parents to send off the babies to the War’s sacrificial funeral pyre, grand larceny

No fuss or fight versus URANIUM extinction, Big Brother disintegration of Bettys & Barneys.

Words of subjects & predicates explaining the mean old man inside of me, I just ain’t a robot

Got around the world a little, back and forth thousands of miles, learned some things I forgot

If anything mattered I’d be lookin’ for that thing and keep in mind I love life, I despise to die

Looking forward to a spectacular climax of revolutionary orbits on Earth, all in your 3rd eye.

r j j stephan, i

c. Samedi, August 15th, 2020 A.D. @ 11:11 AM CDT

{ Dedicated to my godmother @JosephineAlfanoStopka R.I.P. darlin’ Auntie Jo & while listenin’ to an eclectic blend of The Beatles #ForSale @ https://youtu.be/SUQD8MwEOfs }

1964 - #BeatlesForSale

#VEGASraiders #SilverAndBlack

#EnjoyTheRide #FightFightFight

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

Friday, August 14, 2020

#DontCallMeBaby #GlitterInYourMindOnly #ThisIsTheTwilightZone

CONSEQUENCES OF UPS & DOWNS

Richard Joseph Stephan ·Friday, August 14, 2020

--------------- #UntrueGrit --------------

Drank the whiskey and blues’ wine until I collapsed, drunk in the can, the way it is, so fun son

Blind alleys for the sight challenged cats who run the dozens or the ooze who sap the gold egg

When you were too lazy to labor for your brow sweat, you chizzled monkeys brains well done

There’s a will inside of the matter and form I got right down here, I’m drivin’ this money rig.

Devils are never outside of me, I can literally guarantee it, sweatin’ sunrise on Gideon slump

I’m not afraid to walk alone and be the only cat on the fence, so everybody cryin’ #JustJump

Like I was on top of the Hancock or Empire State Building and there was no King Kong skit

Just me and a long way down, very far away from the Earth I was born and raised in scat.

As if someone ever knew enough to be not only a human who knows the Truth, so baby small

That’s a fact of life my father, my daddy, my papa, the old man in the truck said of holy chops

From home to the school to the draft board to a home for me and my young kin, grati pops

Couldn’t have hit 1 baseball without you playin’ #WhiffleBall and #Fastpitch vs. a brick wall.

Delivery of the declarations of independence from the #FreeLunchFund, to be a man in a sin

To be a woman at work, to be a child at work or a horse, or a dog, a sad clown or a rich farmer

Not only am I one or the other of the above, got no freedom to choose the lot I’m in for karma

I pay for the mindset of deep amnesia regarding Earth’s revolution, Cosmic slop of hydrogen.

I was one of the gypsies, one of the giant pygmies, saved by the monks, nuns and priests post

Hooked me up with mom and dad when I was a newborn to the Roman’s secret eat-God host

For the sake of Blind Faith in the Creed, Words of foreign lingo translated into a faded shoot

But why in the end it makes no difference, now that’s the Truth, enjoy the ride & then caput!

Recombine the DNA ad infinitum until the extinction of the genome is immanent, it’s a ruse

Playing the players of the games until they run out of gas, figuratively and literally down deep

That the water you need to stay alive is too far down in the ashes to find the flow, sew to reap

Then again, soothing magic which is what happens when you become the food, Life eats you!

r j j stephan, i

c. C’est Vendredi, August 14th, 2020 A.D. @ 11:11 AM PST

{ Drafted while listenin’ to #LIVEconcert recording of #TheBoss Bruce Springsteen #CrushOnYou & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/RF7sfErwIgU }

FINIS

W.W.A.R.D.?

Thursday, August 13, 2020

#GoUpBoutTwoMilesTurnLeftThenRight #AllTheWayUpToHeaven #LosLonelyBoys #NewOrleansFunk

ROLLIN’ THE LAPIS LAZULI STONE

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, August 13, 2020

---------- porko ---------

Significance of the dream within this or that dream, we ain’t got a choice either way, boo

We are consolidated into a speck of the universe that is invisible to the new US Space corp

Just in the Time of the Big Bang or the Black Hole Singularity Big Hush, what I do long for

In the middle of the road, rollin’ down the road with some orange sunshine, it’s all for you.

You wanted it and you got it, a plan crashed into the ground, into the sea of rocks and swirl

Who flew from port to port to do what could never be done in the past 20,000 years, we fly

Long guns and hair down the backs of the he-men who pick up heavy weight and fight girls

It may have been strangers on that one day when we said our first I Love You, I couldn’t lie.

Doobie doobie doo and the rest of the news spread from coast to coast, I left for the islands

Where nobody cares where I came from because nobody cares about me at all, outsider sins

Paris to New York to Hollywood to Honolulu, it’s all up to me and you, we’re all gone in a fit

Being a made man means zero to angelic actors, float down to follow us back, with a scythe.

In flight or grounded behind bars, either way the last gasp of gas is all you get, moratoriums

Up and down the same road, over and over again, ad infinitum, you know it’s forever you see

It doesn’t matter if it was only for a minute, an hour, a year or a decade, it’s a matter of forms

Monkeys either evolved as a species or they didn’t, this is a dream in a dream, chimera of me!

Runnin’ the arpeggios until they run in with the seventh chords, all becoming illusory fears

It’s a minor, major event and you never know when the significance is more than it appears

Under the substance of appearance lies the reality of the thing itself, it’s creation’s cyber fuss

Meaning nothing much but just everything mama & daddy told me, we’re lost in cosmic Lust.

r j j stephan, i

c. Jeudi, August 13th, 2020 A.D. @ 6:30 PM PST

{ Chunked out of the psyche today while listenin’ to Robin Trower brilliance @RockplastCrossroadsBonn on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/ZmoMb0gNFrA }