#ThingsHaveChanged - @BobDylan's heads in a noose! @EricChurch #Creepin' @PapaRoach #GettingAwayWithMurder

PORK RINDS & CHITTERLINGS *

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Richard Joseph Stephan·  Sunday, April 12, 2020

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Jumpin’ to moonshine and black eyed peas, I need the edge of Space, near that corona

Not the COV-19 but the actual corona of the planet Earth, I need that, not a kill switch

Therefore, since there’s only one way out other than being a NASA pilot, I think, I am

Everybody got together one day before you knew it, the billions of people turned to Me.

Why is not of your or my concert but how is another story, that’s divine intervention, NOW

What the creator made from the Nothingness was a zillion pieces of individual bytes of here

Nothing we can do about it, it’s out of our hands, all in the hands of the gods or the God ROW

Pretending this’ll all go away once sleep ensues, that’s a pipe dream, it’s Mr. Trump fake hair.

But everyone understands eventually the nature of this and that beast, over here my derriere

I don’t grasp the reason we’re alive is anything other than the logical conclusion contusion

Thinking and putting things together, shopping for the ones who cannot, gettin’ great tips

Got a tater for protection and a guard to mind the store, the Easter bunny and I, we got It.

Not the bunny but the man with the plan, well maybe just a ghost, a spirit in the night fall

Because it sounds like a melody I’ve heard before the good gods and the evil backward alive

Instant oats and cow milk gets you goin’ in the AM or the PM, either way, you’re solid bro

Current of the apoplectic masses en route to the deep, blue sea, where my angels don’t go.

It pleases no one to be on the wrong side of the law, therefore, get deputized sheriff to be

Premonition that it’s going to be better than 2 months ago and it’s an unstoppable engine

It’s on steroids with the people, they appear to be happily without peace and God’s love

But if they wait ‘till the exact right time, failure of the mission would be impossible fee.

Innards of the hogs and the spectacular moonshine & chitterlings complete this ol’ webcast

As if anyone watched the live or the reruns of the past century, ballin’ Bony Marone to ask

On the brink at the edge of the cliff, ready to plunge onward without a word, you’re so bored

Maybe a hag might marry a general, the 1st Lady Martha W. @MinnieTheMoocher, scored!

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r j j stephan, i * #Soulfood #PokeSalad #HOGuts #WritingWasAlwaysTooDeepForMe

c. Dimanche, Avril 12, 2020 A.D. @ 4:44 Polar Meridian, Pacific Standard Time

{ Drafted on Easter Sunday after Jesus jumped up and dunked All The Bawls, while listenin’ to VanMorrison on youTube #Ballerina & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/IfaaaDX_Uh0 }

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HE IS RISEN, SAY NO MORE! GOD'S GONE TO HEAVEN AGAIN! #ThingsHaveChangedAfterallsSaidAndDone #LockedInTight #OutOfRange #WorriedMan #WorriedMind

NOT CORONA, FACTOID PABLUM *

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Richard Joseph Stephan · Sunday, April 12, 2020

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It’s a matter of time before each one of us goes from young to old, we’re rockin’ lucky goners

Bottom line to troll is the facts of life your daddy never told you, because he didn’t even know

Nobody told him either but one thing for certain, he became a man and made me at One too

Action and example of how to be good, bad and ugly were all around me, pop got me through.

From the baptism to the confirmation after the confession and the ensuing communion to be

Or was it not to be, one or the other, a binary choice with a supreme being who ain’t even free

No place to live behind the devil’s smile which is a stretch from sea to sea, recognize the show

It’s a movie, it’s a talkie, scag on the street and the inner city blues throw up on the corner ho.

Alright to begin at the place in space where the astronauts began, open wide for the Truth

I’m a miraculous temptation for the snake in the grass and daydreamin’ a dream forsooth

While the terror fills the plethora with the empty clouds, no rain, no snow, pure oxygen

For the breathing and metabolization into the function of the cerebral cortex, full of Zen.

Complete in the actual, advance vacuum of the dot, the matrix of dots, sky of heavenly dots

A scientifically extrapolated assumption for dots in heaven, somnambolistic elixir for #bots

It has to be this way, astronauts know a Reality terrestrial bound citizens can hardly fathom

To be God’s breath, that’s All there is that exists, close to us, after the moon, Space, she Ends!

After an age of reason around seven years old, we see the ends as clear as yesterday, blow pot

Images and auditory signals all in a mode of going dark, it’s comin’ for living and their dead

Light and Dark, it’s all the positive positrons and the negative electrons, blown neutron head

All there has ever been is all there will ever be, what’s here and now, I’m present, you are Not.

Paid mortgage and a saved life to become as old as a century, stolen viles of your mom’s eggs

Spent on the scramble of humanity, a leak from the gene pool into the scrum of the Irish jigs

We all breathe and we all bleed, it is the way of this mode of reality, even gods die after Life

Nothing is forever and nothing is everywhere in and out of sight, dissolve like salt, no strife.

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r j j stephan, i * Header caricature is of Redd Foxx's n Demond Wilson SanfordAndSon.

c. 12 aprile 2020 Anno Domini, Le tre del mattino *3:00 AM” Tre in punto Ante Meridien (AM)

{ Jammed while listenin’ to Jimmy Church Radio “#INTERFERENCE” on NewsRadio KFBK Coast to Coast AM & bumper music of Bob.Dylan on youTube link of #ThingsHaveChanged link @ https://youtu.be/DLB5_79WI4g }

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Vatican Media Live #SayItLoud I"m a MAN! I am ALIVE! @PapaPope

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