#FauxRoseAWastedGoddess - today's gem from the #LapisLazuli #AsAboveSoBelow @ricoSacto #ricoSacto

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#FAUX ROSE, A WASTED GODDESS

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Tuesday, November 27, 2018

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Smiling back at your beautiful, brute face right at the sun’s down, azure blue sky’s black lights

Emerging from play clay, asteroid cinders, not on a planet’s Earth, newbirth faced an 8th day

Animated, spinnin’ around in elliptical revolution about a burnin’ sphere, imbecilic H2 bytes

Holding out goddess’ empty hands, divinity’s emptiness leads all theists to die when they die.

Orphan or adopted family member, born out of the wedded lock with a skeleton’s key piece

Sooner or later becoming responsible for the daily bread and the safe place to sleep in peace

On your own or with a foe, a separate but equal member, either of one or another’s genders

It’s either kill or be killed my friends, amigas too, my brothers and sisters with the heaters.

Stolen breaths of a trearue chest, escaped from predators but not from any POTUS’ pity party

Dreamers and routine schemers who want to break into security’s prisons and jails, #Hungry

For faux food that nobody has for free except in the USA, soup line people sittin’ on raw hides

From the very few among the ones related to the workers who died payin’ the taxes’ rip tides.

First, depending on your level of intellect, you did not exist long ago, no black or white roles

Is that Socrates, Plato or Aristotle? Wisdom thieves who perceived visions of holy knot holes

Monkey’s things themselves are Constant ones, fake-baby foodstamped, ganglanded hoodies

Skinned as a worshipped burger of ham on a hot spit, BBQ fired, cooked hot-blooded fleas!

Freefalling, being addicted to Ventura Boulevard, Pasadena roads set in an intersection fuss

No more worry or fear for ones you cannot see or control, protection of the body’s iced soul

Matter and energy over Mullholland or Chicago Avenue, freefallin’ out into Nothin’, no mas

Void is Earth, holy Greek’s mighty Zeus, unlisted #867-5309, #faux goddess in a #Rosebowl.

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r j j stephan, i

c. BLOVEMBER 27, 2018 MARDI @ 7:11 AM PST

{ drafted while listenin’ to REO Speedwagon #CantFightThisFeelingAnymore link on youTube @ https://youtu.be/zpOULjyy-n8 }

W.W.A.R.D.?

"TRIANGULATE RED, GREY & WHITE" by moi @ricoSacto #ricoSacto

TRIANGULATE RED, GREY & WHITE

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Monday, November 26, 2018

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English linguistical imperfections aside, this is the best I can offer from the bottoms gold dust

Fighting and dying for unknown causes just because the high and mighty above us are bored

This place called our room, our bed of love and happiness is violated by the marauding horde

Thank the regal ones of us all, The Ones allowed to rule an all too human, massive soul fuss.

Being’s nothingness has something to do with it all but nobody listens to a madman’s blather

Not in any center of this or another planet for that matter, this energy is everywhere? Please.

Mass of atomic matter or a gargantuan dead star’s asteroid dust adrift in the Cosmos’ lather

All nothing but rasterized pixels of Nature’s wind sheer, utter nonsense to the birds and bees.

You’ve got one of these minds, imagine nothing but emptiness and nobody else but you there

Language and culture are absolutely useless in this Netherlander paradise of bone and hair

Colors of the skin around bones matters only to the aliens formed by separate but equal fear

Among the many and the few, independent declarations are vacant echoes, fathers of forbear.

In conclusion, there is no beginning and no end, no alpha and no omega, timing’s everything

Nowhere but Earth to go for us and them, not to the moon with Alice, no spacesuit evolved

Happiness is a piece of pie when you’re hungry, forbidden apple’s tree of knowledge besting

Sentenced to the hole in the world where Eagles get the better of US all, egg to stone, loved.

I ain’t beatin’ a dead horse because they go to the glue factory for the stickiness that adheres

Keepin’ the paper together, so that the words and thoughts don’t fall apart into their cinders

Where they came from in the fire of the star we call sun, exploded miracles caught in ellipse

Around and around ad infinitum we’ll go forever until the supernova resumes the God trips.

All of it in a nutshell isn’t really a nut or nutty at all, it’s an absolute Dead Sea, for real chief

So real that in a moment, you’ll realize the Truth is just too bizarre, just one life and we’re out

Logic and reason from the deductive and inductive conclusions eliminate God’s divine doubt

A first movement, First Cause of Supernovae Gravitational Collapses, God, there’s no relief.

Except at the Ends of battles, burned or buried to avoid the flies, blue, red and black maggots

What you and I are other than immaculate, invisible souls infused at conception by ma & pa

Is what they could do nothing about, it was ever enough to expose love’s living proton-robots

It’s either this Way, down the path of the middle of the road or the final curtain drops, oh Ga!

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r j j stephan, i

c. BLOVEMBER 26, 2018 A.D. LUNDI @ 6:13 AM PST

{ drafted in the essence of the Void allowed by my cranial matter and it’s willed application by an unknown series of electronic stimuli impacting my inferior nasal conchae with the jams of Black Hollywood de Carlos Santana on youTube linkS @ https://youtu.be/HDLLXUaqZxg & https://youtu.be/AqZceAQSJvc }

W.W.A.R.D.?

@JoeBonamassa concert last night for me, TODAY for you on the link at the masterpiece! thank you for playin' !!!

BUSTER’S HIGH MAN

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, November 25, 2018

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I can only say that I am going to put you into a dream that you won’t believe is true today

How I am going to do that is for me to know and for you to find out, my mama used to say

My wildest dreams have come true and I am one happy hombre, you want to cause me pain

I want to return the favor and allow the pain to boomerang into your doorway’s foyer, Sin!

I do whatever I want and I trend on the social media of tweets and posts, allowing platitudes

To be my method of transmitting my sensational opinions regarding the nature of the beasts

Ones that you and I don’t regard as the first nor the last cause of the things themselves, dudes

And dudettes who pretend to know the Occult both here and now, near and far of the bloods.

In their own way of being, from the microbial to the ancestral and our descending x’s & y’s

Pricking your ideas with the pins and needles available in the historical record of the family

You and I dysfunction and propel the devolving of the genome, praying helps, it all dies

My way or the highway is the same way as every germ form of life, mama and papa lies.

Not out of the evil of the liars and cheaters you and I know, friends and lovers of the shame

Stick the branches and the roots up to the shoots of the stamin and flowers, xylem, phloem

Spectres of the books, professors, fathers, sisters, preachers, teachers of cultural roboscum

Put here and now, your choice and mine, ignorance faded closets into which the gods came.

Lose your teeth if you’re lucky when I knock them out of your mouths, all of yous, yeah you

Put the chip in the reader please, no swiping when you’ve linked to the web’s net, #JoeBlue

A show in the middle of a circus, there is no director of the actors on the stage without me

Cancer of the posterior anal canal where the end of the fuel deposits return to their maker.

Swept under the carpet where the angels fear to go, beyond Alpha Centauri, Venus & Mars

Insider trading of the matter and the energy fulfills fake needs to bleed on crimson carpets

For the sake of the humans who are not the food of the animals, eating men or all the pets

Options in small towns and big cities so that the rats of Earth never thirst or ever starve.

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r j j stephan, i

c. BLOVEMBER 25, 2018 AD @ 3:33 PM PST

{ drafted comin’ back from #RenoNevada after the Joe Bonamassa concert last night, the band & Joe rocked the blues to the ground of being; link @ https://youtu.be/UIHF7Fyf16g }

W.W.A.R.D.?