Thursday, December 19, 2019
#ItsATwoFerDay #PunksRuleTheUnionAndConfederacy #YuleTideForAll #GrapevineUP&DOWN @MorganWallen
WE’RE PUNKIN’ FOR JESUS’ ASTER*
Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, December 19, 2019
----------- #RightOnForTheDarkness #HeardItThroughTheGrapevine -----------
He’s coming around once again, like a rocket ship that uses the cosmic zone to escape orbit
Out of this world, as we know it, an alien creator of the whole shebang celebrates the One
From Egypt to Schenectady and down to the FLA and on and on, around the hemispheres
North to South and forced to move East to West to live life more than once every day, jets!
Who know that staying ahead of Time was like living more than your allotment for the Never
Nobody, that’s who, at the foundation of the ground of being, down to the core of the Earth
A blind faith belief in the Unseen feeling you get when you know you’re all alone, uh, Forever
Plum out of the matter and the form, in a black hole’s singularity, we must go, in afterbirth!
Up the lazy rivers that only move downstream, we move the unmoved to a high mountaintop
In Ukraine or in Tennessee, it is what it is until I change my mind and decide, I just can’t stop
Conquered and calling a truce to the ultimate explosion of war in the minds of Babel’s towers
Neither Alexander the Great nor Julius Caesar could handle the Truth, but a dream in a boat.
Fortunate sons and illegitimate daughters impregnate the genome and release the hounds, yo
It is the nature of the conquered beasts to cower and give up their liberty to act as they decide
Good, bad, evil and ugly team up on the DNA we got, the acid masquerades as a phlegm hide
Viral infections and viral videos are similar in that they have NO RNA, they need DNA aflow.
Eat the Space and Time on the table in front of you or you don’t leave until the plate is clean
I don’t care if you have to sit there all night, you will eat the liver of the cow or pig, Mr. Bean
You never say a word but you get the point across as the native americans did to the Vikings
Two millennia on imaginary Past history, after a #SacraficialLamb checks the royal queens!
Last Word to the First Cause, if there’s any way to actually communicate from here to cielo
I prayed in the olden days, eyes closed, hands folded, on my knees, before and after a mass
That changed the body and blood backwards from bread and wine, a Last Supper of hobos
Twelve or more, or maybe less philosophical stragglers who liked a guy with no daddy, Yo!
So, a virgin got pregnant like they do these days in 2019 or 2020 but there’s nobody’s savior
Not here or now, nothing but welfare boys and girls who ate stamps of bread & milk welfare
Voodoo magic came, just short of the revolution, the ellipse was eclipsed by foo fight drool
Who knows what will happen when stars come out at night, we’re from Punk’s pie, ya fool!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Jeudi, FREEZEMBER 19th, 2019 A.D. @ 10:10 AM PST
{ Composed in utero, listenin’ to Gwen Stefani & Blake Shelton #YouMakeItFeelLikeChristmas on youTube loop link @ https://youtu.be/3ZT9_H4-hbM }
*Aster means: Star & Punkin’ means: Blind Faith Believer...so don’t git yo panties in a bunch!
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
#ToughTimesAreEternal #BeTheBallOfDirt #ChampionsDieTooFoo
SUPERFLY PSYCHOTIC NEUROSIS*
Richard Joseph Stephan · Thursday, December 19, 2019
----------- #PsychosisNeurosisRules -----------
You & I will never know what happens afterlife here on the planet Earth, bones down under
It doesn’t matter if you were born in a cage, a test-tube, down on the block or in the streets
Commendable attempts to obfuscate the clear water of liquid gas, without it, we’re toasted
Up the shiitake creek of our makeshift brother and sister folds and herds, mass of the dead.
We put the stone markers above the ground with a WORD, a name called bones’ god of man
Put a frame under the skin and sinews that keep us all in Future Shock, Mama Earth bubblin’
These guys and girls who got here before US, they did what they did and we now live, wuzup?
Culture beat into the dense minds of ignorant youngsters who skipped Wisdom, got held up!
In a pickle and in a soup line for liquid, my bread and butter, I recycle for the Good of man
I put everything I take right back into the surface of the Mother, she awaits, I do what I can
It’s all over in a NYC minute, once you’ve hung around ninety years, combustion Saints dead
Future shock is right here and now, reading these words of your Ma & Pa they’ve never said.
It’s all about the birds, the cattle, the Earth fauna we consume and recycle into the dirty ball
What it’s always been, dirty ball of spinnin’ creator-god, Eros of the pantheon, god’s of us all
Keepin’ it real or unreal makes no difference in the end, finally you won’t be deceived by light
Doom’s darkness, pray for your mama, she ain’t comin’ but pray anyway, God, that’s insight!
By the Way, the straight and narrow one that you can only proceed without return, forever Id
Helping a super Ego to move, to animate, to breathe in and out, an accident gone into a skid
Knowledge is power and if you have none you’re in the deep water without a paddle, just pray
All you have left is to beg the powers that may not be anything but a Void, on your knees Ray!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. JEUDI, FREEZEMBER 19TH, 2019 A.D. @ 3:33 AM PST
{ Drafted while jammin’ to #RightOnForTheDarkness #BackToTheWorld & #FutureShock by Curtis Mayfield on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/g2udbdAmdkc }
* P.S. YOUR DAUGHTER AIN’T ON A SOUP LINE, YOU GD FOO!
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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