#WeGotWhatWeGot #UpDown

SONNY DON’T KNOW, IT HURTS YA

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, June 15, 2019

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Why are atoms moving Adam? Divine effulgence of a revolution, atomic, angular momentum

Why do the atoms move Eve, Adam? Divine effulgence of the pho-tonic membrane, blue film

In negative form without the power to be, in a black hole of empty sub-atomic particles’ of Id

Psychologically mental, never the 208 bones and blood’s guts, be in the matrix’ free will, in It.

It’s not my fault and it can only be the fault of the creator, if there ever was one, if not, #Meh

I don’t really care what happens on Earth after my body is dead and my mind feels a Nothing

In a burger form or an empty wooden cabinet of sawdust, pain is the lack of a pleasure thing

No more nor less than that, mama told me so, girls and wives told me so little sisters! Gah!

Nothing else we can really do for ourselves, we cannot buy more Time for the body, it’s all set

You get what you got, no accidents and no intentions, just the whim of the Cosmic Dust, I bet

Don’t shoot messengers just ‘cuz it’s not what you believe, cyber-vampires’ bytes bloody yield

Beans spilled now and the free will has been exposed to the constraints of a matrix’ x-y field.

Someone sent an unmanned probe into the Singularity and it returned to the original Event

Horizon beyond everywhere else in Time & Space, stretches Man’s Good and Evil apple tree

How much will an atom of flesh be compressed before explosive reaction occurs? nth degree

A sailor, soldier, pilot, wife, husband, a good father’s daughter & #Sonny boy, Ma Earth sent.

Stakes for the human race are higher than the atmosphere, we shoot stars that put up a fight

Our eyes adore this magnificent gift for a moment, then the lights will expose the dark night

Where we all come from, where I come from, where you come from, you recollect the Truth

Even if you are a religious man, woman, boy or girl, you must admit, I’m your wisdom tooth!

Break the locks of energy that keep the sun’s power in cellular singularity and you go to hell

In a hand-basket or straight down to the core of Earth, where the fire burns souls’ that fell

There is the bread and the wine for the body and blood of the gods who saved us from evils

Evil is just Live spelled backward, meaning that Being alive, staying alive to swallow 3 pills.

Organic and inorganic merge into the One without a fading faith that the Truth is fake News

News is the Truth or it wouldn’t be News, fact is we’re all gonna fade away in sundown blues

Then again, who really knows, if you’re not an eye witness, there’s no wall for a tweedy bird

Persuade and convince the ignorant that the Unknown is known by dead men of The Word.

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r j j stephan, i

c. June 15, 2019 Anno Domini @ 12:00 HIGH NOON Samedhi

{ drafted while listenin’ to Bob Seger Boulevard #ShameOnTheMoon 1/29/2019 Connect Billings link @ https://youtu.be/tOceIHHvdwY }

FINIS #MakeItBurn

#RunningWithTheGang #GaylordBones #OutlawsLearnNothing #BangsAreBig #WhiskeyGlasses

WHISKEY GLASS, MR. FORTUNATO

by

Richard Joseph Stephan · Saturday, June 15, 2019

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From the First Cause of the benefits received with the gasps of gas you get in the tubular hive

I analyze the data and the function of the equation has an alpha and omega figure, it’s zero

We all 'was' born and raised to pretend that existence is more than a disappearing act of a loon

Coming and going up and down from nowhere, empty space to the ground of being god-goon.

Man oh man, woman oh woman, started a fire in the eagle’s nest and hatched the eggs early

In flight down to the bottom of the roots, at the ground where nothing moves, it’s all buried

Underground or up top to be picked apart by the hungry, angry birds, selfish for sheer shreds

Of the human bondage in the skulls of men and women sentenced to eternal mortality’s beds.

I go from day to night knowing that the Earth is spinnin’ and wobblin’ keepin’ my mind down

Way down low where the bon fires burn and the whiskey flows until we laugh and fight gone

Nothing left to smoke n’ drink when the party’s over, kegs empty, bottoms up with my #Shine

Cleanup crew’s all gone, One left over here and now, that’s me & my sweet-leaf, burnt #Pine.

Funeral for all of my friends n’ relatives today, this day living in my infamous recollecting Id

It’s gone, nobody and nothing can remain alive forever, it’s a transitory state of being an Ego

Now, here and later, then will be exactly the same like a long time ago, before the lights blew

Explode what’s already gone, Good, Bad/Evil and Ugly into this and fade in, care to continue.

Orphans in love with the facts of life, the spunk of Adam and Eve, long nightmare of starlight

Like the meat inside a sandwich of flour and grain in a menudo of cosmic-acid porridge scum

Nothing wrong with being scum as long as it’s life, all life is sacred, virus and bacteria on top

Without evolving from the one cell to two cell ad infinitum, eliminated function, it’s murder!

Rolled up my sleeves back in the day before my teens, cache of cash for the stuff, nine to five

To me, my family, my friends and everybody alive who could read, write or double-speak it

Stayin’ alive for the longest possible time you can struggle to survive a hostile environment

On the block or the farm, in a ditch or in the pen, white trash’s black privilege commingled.

I swear to the gods, to God, to Ala, to Buddha, to Confucius and my mama’s grave in Chicago

I will love this life until the day I die, beautiful to know that I will be comin’ home to Mother

Not mama who conceived my presence, papa got lucky, time and space here, now, down wit it

I wish a M.F.W. so I could birth rattlesnakes, #Toeheads, #Hillbillies in a rare Earth holy slit.

Eating peanuts in a butter form and jelly in a gel fruit form, makin’ the matter form a blow

Wrapped in an invisible, microscopic code of solar mutation, a score of a red dirt road below

From this pinpoint on to the final gasp of gas to make your eyeballs bulge and scat evacuate

Country, city, planet’s crusty coast to my whiskey glass, last call shots, premature ejaculates.

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r j j stephan, i

c. June 15, 2019 A.D. @ 9:11 AM PST

{ drafted listenin’ to Morganwallen #WhiskeyGlasses & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/FjBp30kjzTc?list=RD0C1arT5iE1E }

W.W.A.R.D.?

#LostButFoundInSpace #AdInfinitum @ChrisCornell @Soundgarden #BlackHoleSun #Glycerine @BUSH & @TomPetty #Freefallin'

FLIGHT IN PROGRESS, ZULUBRAVO

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Friday, June 14, 2019

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In any case whether you like it or not, you’re a queen in a sailor’s dreaming state

Pictures of you and I runnin’ into the foul funk of the deepest pits of mortal fate

Fast and proven to be less effective than a whirlwind of salt water in a toy typhoon

Accustomed to the emptiness of being free to float and move at will, I’m a baboon.

Pumping up the nonsense in front of my eyes as if I needed to walk in misery’s wake

Not even close to the way it is or ever was, no secret in my solar system’s news’ fake

Foolish and wiser than our young age, we let our hair grow down to our arse’s bone

Until the bills needed to be paid by someone other than ma and pa, I laughed it out.

Joined the was, got in foolish battles with the troops but never with the dead enemies

Cherry bombs and M-80’s to fake the dances with the monkey and wolf gang entities

It may be that nothing is the only thing that’s perfect, I may never know until the end

Final heartbeat and gasp of gas in this fool’s paradise, I know how it feels to be bent.

Moonlight beams helped me get to the point of rolling another joint, I knew it wasn’t real

Playin’ the cards and rollin’ the dice from the get go to the end of days, it’s all what I feel

Mull it over in your mind, talk amongst yourselves, family and friends will fall to pieces

To know that you are filling a space that would be full with or without you, void increases.

It won’t be my problem when you discover that you’ve no solution for the quadratic equation

Completely adverse to the white dwarves melting into the singularity, yet I’m waitin’ for y’all

I know or at least I feel that you are not even near the same wavelength or frequency squall

Eyes lie, light blinds, sound soothes and deafens and taste, touch and smell give it away, sin.

Fearing nothing but the medicine the kills the good with the bad and the ugly, my evil’s lively

Down the rabbit hole at the bottomless pit of nowhere at all, center of the Earth’s singularity

Oh, I’ve said too much, you may have guessed already that you exist inside a deep, black hole

Bolt lock trapdoor for your entry, come at light-speed in an orgasmic, black hole sun’s soul.

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r j j stephan, i

c. June 14, 2019 A.D. @ 10:10 PM PST

{ blasted while jammin’ to Soundgarden #BlackHOleSun link @ https://youtu.be/TZThOsCv2Mw & HITS by #ChrisCornell etal #NearlyForgotMyBrokenHeart link @ https://youtu.be/zpMfZPAc1kg }

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