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Friday, November 09, 2018

#LovingYouWhetherItsGoodOrBad #OnFire @ricoSacto #ricoSacto

BROKEN IN TWO, I’M A SCATBACK

 by
Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, November 9, 2018
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But wait, there is a will and that means there is a way, a low and high road to the finish line
Whether you go kickin’ and screamin’ isn’t important, what it is? You’re gonna need a blow
It ain’t my fault that all of the things that are right here and now are the way they are, so fine
Glad to be here even for a NYC minute, to rock steady here and now for a bit of the ho-show.

You and I have a history now but it will be defunct in a hundred years, ask your GG gramps
Don’t worry babies, y’all from birth to ninety-nine, you’ve been a grand prize, been champs
Y’all got out of the womb in time before miscarriage and abortion, raw meat for the bulldogs
Road down the middle of of the parade’s double yellow lines, stay straight up, writin’ blogs.

Freeways lettin’ us do eighty in the express lanes, right down the center side, concrete walls
Doin’ the speed limit, cruising and ridin’ high on the turnpike in the pink cadillac with balls
Pops and grandpa state troopers won’t get dragged in when I tell Smokey that I’m a banshee
All the way to the place I’m goin’ just because I’m a simple minded sone, they just cry to me.

So, now I give the highest tribute to ones who serve and protect us all, some more than others
Giving Time’s Space and Peace a blood sacrifice on the funeral pyres of sisters and brothers
Magic language, sounds of the whirlin’ planet wobblin’ on the axis, in the matrix, as you were
At ease or attention, it’s the obedience you payback for the honor to survive hominid culture.

Underneath the swami’s turbin, a skull protecting the perks of mankind, insufficiently rancid
To be alive on spinnin’ ground where idiots evolved, did a dirty dog, The Occult’s WWI skit
Soldiers looked like two hundred eight bones surrounding sperm and eggs, pay for the Fall
No sign of any life after your own death, poke a bear, idiot, the sanskrit scrall’s on the wall.

by
r j j stephan, i
c. BLOWVEMBER 9, 2018 @ 2:22 PM PST
{ drafted while listenin’ to a load Soulmusic Aretha Franklin #SeeSaw (Your love is like...up, down, all around...) link @ https://youtu.be/QVlSdY6N7Dk }
 
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Thursday, November 08, 2018

#TimeAndSpaceIllusionsDreamsMyths #ricoSacto @ricoSacto

WHAT’S MY STORY, DEAD FISH #151

Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, November 8, 2018
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When you had found yourself swimmin’ with the fishes, it was a bit too late, breathe it all in
It’s all about the fun baby, beating hearts in this form of animated flesh, a skinny, blue boner
Regardless of tall tales told, mythological salve, Truth distortion of anthropmorphic jinn
Live, continuous coverage of the paramecia and amoeba swimmin’ in the wake’s uncool air.

Cocky, absolutely sure scuttlebutt like magic writing on the wall, more scat, let’s all be fair
Perfectly fine from one to nine, ad infinitum, such as we are, a WTF Supreme Being’s error
One of the mortal or venial or possibly an original malfunction, a freak of natural sharkskin
Godhead hid in a Marxist dreary, proletariat gobbledygook, rock poundin’ sand in Pei-king.

A freak show on the stage in front of all the blind men who cannot see the light all night long
This will not be easy but it won’t be complicated either, just wait until the #EndOfDays bong
Fire it up and listen to the music rock and roll down the mountain’s flow of volcanic ashtrays
Dreams of boys and girls dashed in geography and history classes, attention to #Ends daze.

Group of morons and idiots over here in front of your eyes, your dreams’ve become such fun
To become what should have never been yet the present is what it is, exploded aster debris
Ground pounded the water leakin’ out of the blue watermelon vine, 100 % Grade A and #1
Watch this my friends, go fishing at the lake or down by the river, even middle of the ocean.

A flowered, silver dream makes golden smiles in me, something the folks gave me, #Liberty
It came from out of nowhere, like a shooting star in the middle of the pitch, black night of ‘G’
Faded DNA solution of electrons and neutrinos of the #BigBangSpawn, inbred one, god-Sun
A joker’s quantum broken heart’s all alone, no spades, clubs or diamonds, drinkin’ #151Rum.

by
r j j stephan, i { #MightBeALittleDustOnTheBottle #SweeterWithTime <3 a="" amp="" booze="" class="_58cn" d="" data-ft="{"type":104,"tn":"*N"}" dear="" europe="" grandpas="" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/finewine?source=note" my="" of="" target="_blank" wine="" your="">#FineWine
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c. BLOWVEMBER 8TH, 2018 AD @ 11:11 AM PST
{ #WORD squeezed out of #Lemons given the #Occult nature of the origin of being, while listenin’ to Jo Dee Messina #HeadsCarolinaTailsCalifornia & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/78rdaVuzRSE }
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Tuesday, November 06, 2018

#LetUsRoll @ricoSacto #ricoSacto @KidRock @GretchenWilson



MY SWEET ICE TEA, HONEYBABY
Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, November 6, 2018
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Eyes of sweet honeybees’ dark trash excellence aflowin’ two hundred eight bones, my godson
Wanted to be immortally mortal but that contradiction in existence could never come to be
Neither are you alive nor dead, in #Limbo just like every other living thing, oh anointed One
Retreat from the battle of eating or being eaten, burned or buried on a hill or in the blue sea.

Aw heck, red necks and wine, all but certain that the ultraviolet and infrared waves all dig me
Nine lives of the cat ain’t nothin’ but a legend, I am on my nineteenth still, waitin’ for twenty
Ice code of my ponies of Bud is pour it down the hatch, in this order, 1, 2, 3, nothin’ but fancy
Don’t say nothin’ once I’m fadin’ into a back wood of my foggy bottom bog, rockin’ ain’t free.

Horses in the carriage or under the hood only gets you to the end a bit quicker, wrinkled face
Around a track or treadmill, around and around, step by step, we’re a GD groggy human race
Rocks and Stars both below and above the pontoon or off of the shores and banks of the pond
It makes little difference to the dead men and their hands in my pockets, law’s order my son!

All we did was show our faces out of the holy darkness of our Origin, mamas’ inner sanctums
A condition of logic and reason that you arrive right here and now, up and down Sonny’s suns
I and only if you look like a loving reproduction of the mothers’ fathers, all natural selections
From the whole set in the domain, the party ends when I say so, diameter, radii and my sins.

Ultimate radio show on dead air, the last day you get to play here and now, smoke ‘em dead
All of the unheard philosophy, dusted words, phraseology all misleading, a jacked-up thread
You and I really don’t care, scared, it doesn’t really matter, there’s nowhere else to live it alive
Hombres guzzle Grapo and Tequila-lime Space’s Time drunk, I took the 5th, now I just drive.

Not driving a car or a truck, no bus or train, no airplane nor jet, mere model of skin and bone
From zygote to ancient scent of #BadSmells, like the city you were spawned from, corn pone
There were the priests and nuns, the prowlers and molesters at large, busy and side streets
Catholics and atheists mixed up into a huge spore of pre-star fodder, not ready Earthen Sun.

When the time is right, when nobody sees it coming, the forest fires will ignite the Hydrogen
Blue sky for your eyes only were only in the presence of the past, out of time without a future
Where I was and where you were just before conception and gestation, that is the question!
It ain’t my fault like William Shakespeare suggested it to be, eh? Blame it on FrancisBacon!

by
r j j stephan, i
c. BLOWVEMBER SIXTH, 2018 TUESDAY @ 11:11 AM PST
{ drafted while listenin’ to the The Osborne Brothers & other fodder you will like Blake Shelton etal on youTube links @ https://youtu.be/E5RDEXpc8OY?list=RDJXAgv665J14 & https://youtu.be/kkoT1nZOexY?list=RDJXAgv665J14 }


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