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NO CHEATING ENDS, IMMORTALS!

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Richard Joseph Stephan  ·  Saturday, February 9, 2019

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Biodegrade this moment, your DNA right here and now, epistemological, anaerobic toxins

Time anomaly and Space continuum on a linear constitution of The Void’s illusion, holysh#t

Biodegrade your radicals, random heres and nows, deposit epistemological, anaerobic sins

Like the electricity, the anxiety attaches to my body’s being, inner soul’s spirit crystallization.

Pockets of the Earth contain the compound that will free radical longhair sounds of Sublime

Coming out of nowhere, inner and outer world of Time and Space, all the Leather and Lace

Drum beating, horns blaring, language in the babbling stage of Unknowing, no time for space

Collect the humanity in One soul on One planet in the solar system’s goal, no success’ rhyme.

Moderate and fully engaged in the immersion of the consciousness into the matter of the Id

It is all you get if you don’t open your ignorance to the light of the gardens of Eden, doom kid

Crisis of your blood flow from the toe to the brain’s cranial opacity, bald or hair, head on high

Upside down or sideways won’t do on the wobbling, twirling thing we live on, liquid star dirt.

Sinking and curving the pitches to the plate and rolls down the alley, curving balls of the One

You are the Darwin of the emptiness, break it all down, the Good and the Evil of a War Being

Lao Tsu giving me the Tao’s bleeding my Tao into the In and Out hamburger joint on a bun

Appearance of the philosophy of life in the middle of nowhere, written on walls, it’s singin’.

Eyes completely closed, seeing through the veils of thin eyelids, staring at the darkness’ light

Punks and wise men and women mixing menu-do until it melts into the Void, let us now fight

About the want to be perfect although the Nature is an imperfectly absorbed atomic DNA ash

Get into my dream, into my car, I’m drivin’ you crazy on a short way back, genius’ whiplash.

“You ruin everything!” she said without skipping a beat, I am the One in charge, die in rubble

All of us or none of us, that is the way it is, look around you, species and individual implodes

Call it the dying, the death of the thing, the DNA is reduced to the waste of the star’s bubble

Crafty species’ genome moving your pollywog in and out of neat, groady, virus of God’s toads.

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r j j stephan, i #NothingsFreeInThisWorld #WhatWorldAreYouLivingIn

c. February 9, 2019 A.D. @ 8:88 AM PST

{ #KillingIt drafted in advance of watchin’ the #HighwayToHeaven starring MichaelLandon on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FFE6Ihp3kz0 }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#WhoDoYouThinkYoureFoolin' @ricoSacto #ricoSacto

ME, SELF ET AL, NO THING AT ALL

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, February 8, 2019

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Pork and beans on the open pit fire, out on the prairie runnin’ the cows with the boys

Fell off of my horse and broke my neck and now I can just watch the roundup ploys

Of the hungry and thirsty ones who are not from Terra Ferma but from far, far away

In another galaxy on a parallel plane of existence, at the same time in another’s space.

Satisfaction is never guaranteed by anyone and should never be but the gods can do

Override my good judgement and go along the path of least resistance, where gods go

Above and below, beyond the sensory perception of a fake reality and a killer instinct

A soul, a conscious and ethereal essence of being nothing, what happens to be extinct.

Ripped into the system for the upgrades and updates, just for the hot scat, giggles and such

Indeed, it is what it is as it always is and then some, for what it’s worth, it’s a fake boondoggle

It being the nature of you, me and everything you see, what you feel, smell, taste and touch

Dam up over the Auburn Ravine and Forest Hill bridge, where steel-head fear to hatch roe.

I may appear to be crazy like a fox but I’m actually just a scavenger for the folly of hu-men

Not that the women don’t have any but I’m not down with their plight, red ridin’ hood hens

More or less right on the money, right time, in the right place and it’s bada bing bam boom

Buried bones, hatchets and rock and roll records, no reason known for a witch on a broom.

Magic spells and concoctions of powders and pills to mix up the simple mind of the genii sign

Completed and fulfilled as the stars move from birth to death, things alive, just for a slow-ride

Don’t get all uppity on me and become holier than thou either, looky here now, I ain’t lyin’

Monsoon, typhoon, volcano blown, UFO dash, time trippin’ a #Sugaree space’s scree n’ me.

Coaster rollin’ up and down the track gaining speed around curves, downhill to B-Neg blood

Before we all die we’ll know why we came on a no good God trip, a dead, opiate struggle bust

Punks singin’ and pluckin’, blowin’ poundin’ and mixin’ it for the polka hip hop of the hood

Daddies and mommies all tell us, beg, borrow and steal to survive, con game USA gold dust.

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r j j stephan, i

c. February 8th 2019 A.D. @ 5:11 PM PST

{ drafted listenin’ to Lynyrd Skynyrd HITS live @ https://youtu.be/Mqfwbf3X8SA & https://youtu.be/UGKIX2_ViF8?list=RDUGKIX2_ViF8 }

 W.W.A.R.D. ?

#Batman #CageTheElephant #NoRestForTheWicked #MoneyDontGrowOnTrees #ThankYouVeryMuch #DaddiO

HERBS, SPICES, MORTAL SOULS & I

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, February 7, 2019

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On Earth, never content with naked ape hypotheses, where you want to be, here & now, free

Here and now is not for everyone who is conceived in love or misery, to be or not to be cool

A transitory state of being from a zygote, an atom, an ion to the predators who masticate me

I’m everything from a germ to an eagle on top of a pine tree, from nothing I come, gene pool.

Safari through the jungle of blackboards and internet grids, here to eternity and back again

Rhinoceros and hippopotamus were here before the men and women came to garden Eden

Kiss all of the blood sucking insects and remove the threat of spreading infectious diseases

Millions of people are dead because of the viruses and the bacteria, fleas, mosquitoes, ticks!

Pass out from the alcohol and shut down your liver, in time, you will die like the healthy ones

Only a bit sooner or later than an accidental termination, you and I will get the infinite’s sin

Eyes wide open, blinded by the light from burning gas, at the home of the #HighlandTiger

#TigerBlood runs in veins and gets the medicine to go down easy, teaspoons of extinction.

Do not believe me, check the facts if you can identify them, they’re abstract like your soul

Nothing really for the words to explain other than defining the nature of Unknowing, so

Winding dirt in a whirlwind, in a hurricane, a tornado twister, a typhoon, POTUS tycoon

Judge not lest ye be judged, who said that, who wrote that, who the phuq cares you goon!

Yoyos’ up and down the string of the im.W.A.R.D.perial or the butterfly, doin’ the swingin’ role

You might be wrong and you might be right, you’ve got to take a shot, out on the limb

Never broken because the One is not dissectable and that is a Void, a holy black hole

Freedom of jaguars to roam jungles to the desert, to eat the men, analog and digital kin.

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r j j stephan, i

c. Thursday, February 7th, 2019 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ #Attenione written in a interwoven carbon-grid, grounded to the source of Earth’s EME & listenin’ to Powerful Joe Rogan Experience links BELOW HERE! }

W.W.A.R.D. ?