Keep Silence

Keep silence always 

I know it is difficult 

Keep silence in tensed 

atmosphere 

Let it dictate the dimensions 

Of broken silence 

And when silence is broken

Tensed atmosphere creases

You risk chaos in the open field

Where nirvana flees

Return not tensed atmosphere 

When silence is unbroken reed

Of everlasting tranquility 

Keep silence 

Not chaos 

Salute your self

Salute your self 

Should they fail 

To salute you 

Spare yourself 

The contempt 

Of open mischief 

Let sun interred 

In your aura

Bequeath 

To thee

The everlasting bliss

Teach the truth

Teach people the right way

Teach people to know the truth 

And leave the rest to history 

Humans are bound to believe 

Their prejudice 

Frozen in the ice glazier 

Of their ignorance 

Tis bliss to the ignorance 

Tis discretion reap from

The downpour 

Return Of the Spring time

Shrieking pales in the morning crows at noon grimaced cruises of fallen claws 

As fallen claws bemoan fallen tides

Temperature of forgone momentum 

Bizarre adventure of the golden valley 

Where daring ados of bewitching sport

Misfire the cranky pales of lost spring time 

The golden rapture of morning tides

Cannot go away 

Where the tempest of balkanising mounds

Balked in the dastardly crotchety acts 

Of the repugnant wishes and aromatic bitters 

Gluts of wilderness sands return into the spring time 

With the dross and the gloss of morning tides

Not the forlorn shrieks could bring back the forlorn roses of the golden hills 

We return to spring time as gallantry 

Permits the talon of her craft to graze

Let Spring time return to glide beyond empyrean heights 

O mother nature

The cockrows as the morning crows

Morning dew balloons as the momentum

oozes

Clouds of broken waves blitz across 

The gust of rushing streams in silence deters

The hunters'grazing grounds beyond hunting quest

Plow in the radiance of groveling sun

The sunset chokes its temperature from the gullies of sunrise 

The two jolly fellows in the maintenance 

Of nature's balance,

Across their radius confines light and darkness 

Economizing strategic balance of nature 

In alignment to the wishes

Of mother nature 

O mother nature 

Who has taught thee to think

As the humans do

The Balance Of Existence

Timbrels and cymbals though

 sound dirty 

With fierce sounds and terrifying waves

Cannot be recalled upon their outburst 

Setback cannot hold back the  fury of sounds

Once it breaks the ugly mould of silence 

The silver shinning velvet by burst

Clinging clanging belling ruptures

Cannot be recalled unless it fizzle out

By the nature of tingling tintinabulation

Sound hath fury beyond compare 

No waywardness in the disposition of sounds 

No bargain for the price of sound

It trickles beyond your imagination 

To burst the gong into open air

Sacred rites of broken veil unleashed 

No one is safe when it distills the tingling sensation 

Everything live by sounds and age by sound

Everything rise by sound and pale by sound 

The primacy of sound we cannot deter

Unheard sound never dies even though 

It teases heard sounds to demise

The best invention of silence is death

It is invented to quell the power of sound 

That it may instill orders by nature 

And restore balance and maintain balance 

You can make that noise as you like 

But the demise of all sound is real

Undeniable, non negotiable and irreproachable 

Let the sound blast without end

Some day silence the foundation of culture 

Even as culture the foundation of existence 

Would restore the balance of power 

But I shall not be deterred

And with unheard sounds an everlasting noise

With influence felt everywhere 

I shall not be silenced forever 

Banter For Rewards

Banter is good 

A therapy of the mind

But not with barbarians 

Like yours

Should banter

To grow discretion 

Adjust your mindset 

And banter with superior wit

In due time 

You shall grow discretion 

And banter 

Could get you 

A reward.

So banter for reward 

Is a good time investment 

Where Is Your Beautiful Fortress?

Where the monument is your fortress 

And the garrison your stardom ;

Where the prison wall is free;

Where the womb is unfettered 

Not broken up by crevices of divorce 

And prejudices of nuptial knot;

Where golden words come out of the psyches of not a narrow minded ilks of psychopaths;

Where open spaces and close spaces are not endangered by specious ilks of claustrophobic and agoraphobiac argots;

Where lost streams of the rivers and  streak of lightning haven't found their way back to resonance;

Where tireless striving for freedom fail to debunk sacred oaths and reach moral perfection of umbilical freedom;

Where the deserted minds keep creaping not into the sand dunes;

Where above all roses of the sky cling to the granary of golden hills for everlasting relief.

O brethren where is your beautiful fortress?

Hamiltonian America.Chapter 11.Bookworm.page 2,3,4..

"I think he just turned twenty three when he started this debates with Clinton struggles for power between the states and the federal?"

"Exactly.He was in control of civics rules spouting civics lessons to state governors under his commander in chief who relied on his views for most political projects.The congressional committee report of a proposed army reorganisation was also handled by him when Washington sought his views and advice on the matter .Then he enumerated list of potential abuses that should be curbed and that only officers to be court-martialed must be officers who overstay their furloughs by ten days.He not only recommended surprise inspections to keep watchdog on sentries alert but also the method and pattern of doing so,in the manner that they should sleep.He was detailed when he says " : Every man must have his haversack under his head and if the post is dangerous his arms in his hand."A martinet with unbridled taste for military discipline.He cited condition for hundred lashes of Cain to be administered to a dragoon who permitted his horse to be ridden by another person.."

"And the condition..?"

"That such use if permitted must be in notification to the regulatory officer.That such permission to ride his horse by another person should not be allowed without first notifying the inspector general."

"So that constitute the basis of lashings"

"Exactly,to "receive one hundred lashes for such neglect".

"Panache and thorough!"

"A great martinet indeed.See another marvel and very evident in March in the way he contemplated the political future of America when commander in chief assigned the role of negotiation with the British in respect of the prisoner exchange.He was seconded by Elias Boudinot for the delicate task.Nobody was eligible for the negotiation than Hamilton having constantly interrogated diverse Hessian and British desserters . Boudinot was his former Elizabethtown mentor and commissary general of prisoners in general.Against the opposition of many in the Congress who wanted the negotiation to fall and prefer to blame the British instead ,he wrote to Clinton baffled by duplicity and says " it is thought to be bad policy to go into exchange .But admitting this to be true it is much worse policy to commit  such frequent breaches of faith and ruin our national character ".He was determined to fabricate a concrete structure for the united states by taking decisive steps in the most beligerent manner on the battlefield.

A Prussian army with dreary face shortly after he penned the report on army reorganisation emerged at the Valley Forge.He was Frederick von Steuben though the inclusion of the honorific 'von' was somewhat fictitious.Nevertheless he claimed to be German baron from a military family and an aide to Frederick the Great.At his own expense, migrated to america, rejected every pay until the patriots triumphed.Under Washington he became provisional inspector general specialized with the mandate to foster army discipline and instill discipline into the force.He spoke french as lingua franca and bunch of English though sparingly and it made him closer to bilingual Hamilton and John Laurens who doubled as interpreters.The age gap between him Hamilton twenty three and the forty eight years old was like father child gap, still they became friends united by french and fondness for military science.

He taught the amateur troops at valley Forge how to march in formation , natural parade,loading of muskets, fixing bayonets and dishing out horrendous nightmare of sparkling orders,much endeared to the army through his bounteous polyglot expletives, aristocratic bent and colourful display.

Hamilton was direly fond of him especially in the way he instilled monumental discipline into the continental army and was awarded the rank of Major general for the great effort.A young private spoke fondly of him when he says:"Never before or since have I had such an impression of the ancient fabled god of war as when I looked on the baron.He seemed to me a perfect personification of Mars.The trappings of his horse the enormous holsters in his pistols his large size and his strikingly martial aspect all seemed to favor the idea".Not only did he completely overhaul the army but also overhaul the army "blue book" or drill book or drill manual so to say . Hamilton like Laurens was fond of the drillmaster when he says"The baron is a gentle man for which I have a particular affection"though chastised his fondness of power and significance nevertheless worked magical transformation of the continental army including their elan.He later told John Jay it was through his bounteous techniques that singlehandedly thorough discipline was introduced into the army .Little wonder he too rose in rank and on may 5,1778 he was recognized as major general.

Frankly speaking the winter encampments was a different ball game entirely for Hamilton availing every opportunity to radically grow his knowledge equipping his mind for the greater task ahead.Henry Cabot Lodge subsequently wrote of him .He says"force of intellect and force of will were sources of his success "Ransacking the book of history Ron Chernow had found traces of extensive intellects from his days as artillery captain blank pages behind playbook as Washington's staff filled up over hundred pages testimony of his extracurricular studies ransacking the rest of the world for books and history of the rest of the world.His self improvised autodidactic nature was unveiled as an aristocratic versatile man of knowledge skilled at considerable proportion of philosophy having read all known and unknown philosophers.His playbook unfolded his versatile spirit of biblioglot as America's first polymath had browsed thr history of Bacon,Hobbes, Montaigne and Cicero together with the historical facts of big nations like Greece, Prussia and France.What an herculean task for the chief correspondence to the commander in chief after a frame breaking draining correspondence assignment still have spare time for self development and really applied them for lucrative purpose.He was never tempted to jettison the British experience as expensive or outdated as virtually all Americans do detested British political system with great disdain not considering the possibility of learning from the system to improve the virgin clime.While Americans dreamed of brand new society devoid of any traces of European civilization he was constantly learning from the British society to improve the structure of the new nation.Je often thought the new world must learn from the old world."

"Which other books did he read?"

"First Malachi Postlethwayt's Universal Dictionary Of trade and Commerce "

"Oh that book an almanac of learned politics,contains georgraphy, economics,layered with essays on taxes,money, banking, public debt."

"Yeah"

"I first saw it in the library of Congress "

"Exactly I saw it too.He guzzled the contents and quite interesting someone was reading such book and others during the looming chaos of war with a lot of psychological traumat in addition to his own recurrent ailments.To me it was magnanimous work of arts.He later hailed the dictionary as the ablest material of political arithmetic including his philosophy about manufacturing that later came with Patterson's industrial revolution was shaped by the book.Just one book shaped the American history.Can you believe that?"

"We don't read in Africa that's the problem"

"Not likely going to change soon.You don't blame the leadership for that I blame the followership for that.See what he was doing as clerk far back at St Louis.He thoroughly developed himself learnt to speak french mastered couple of skills and read extensively.Little did he know would be quite useful when he migrated to states.Was it not surprising such great foundation made him a leader?"

"I quite agreed you must evolve the true foundation as a follower."

"A good follower makes a good a good leader "

"And vice versa "

"Exactly.The book also gave him a glimpse of mixed economy perhaps for the first time in which government creates an enabling environment for the individual freedom and entrepreneurship to thrive.The pay book also exposes the rudimentary knowledge of future treasury secretary on finance."

"Uhmmmmm.interesting"

"I read the part when he says 'When you can get more of foreign coin,the coin for your native exchange is said to be high and the reverse low."

"Let me see that book in your hand where you did sketches of the speeches and write up"as he stood up from the large stone to collect the voluminous item"

"Read the underlined text"

"Oh this is Hamilton speaking..."

"Yeah read it"

"It says ' The continent of Europe is 2600 miles long and 2800 miles broad""Prague is the principal capital city of bohemia the principal part of the commerce of which is carried on by the Jews."

"See the tables on infant mortality rates , foreign exchange rates, population growth,trade balance.,..."

"I saw it including the aggregate economic output of different nations culled from the same dictionary...."as he stood up and returned the book to him and return to sit down and yawned.

"Definitely was a good student of history too"

"See he broached perfectly the books of antiquities for political precedents the muse he used to set up framework for american judicial precedents."

"Quite substantially read."

"He believed a leader should not pander to popular whims and their actions instead should dictate the trends than the other way round.It was motivated by the First Philipic Of Demosthenes.Let me read this you did not see this.He says " As a general marches at the head of his troops"so should discretionary politicians and discreet leaders "march at the head of affairs insomuch that they ought not to wait the event to know what measures to take but the measures which they have taken ought to produce the event."

"Incredible forest of timely foresight"

"See almost fifty one pages of playbook notes contain studies from Plutarch such as Plutarch Lives.."

"He had read Plutarch too"

"Exactly,see extracts from six volume edition of Plutarch 's Lives"stood up and moved closer to him as he endeavoured to stretch the book closer to his eyes and then returned to sit after illustration standing agape.

"No doubt this guy brought readership culture to america.Often fond of interpreting politics as an epic tales of lust and greed from Plutarch Lives and raves of those who plot for powers.So he was fond of Plutarch's biographical sketches being the main motivation of his political theory rooted in the study of human nature the same doctrine that his executioner Arron burr later used against him in 1804 when he was murdered in a dueling match.He broadly examined the construction of clergies,debates and other institutions created to govern the people and the society.He wrote also of vital checks and balances in power to quell anarchy and despotism when he wrote about the life of Lycurgus:

Ultimate Nemesis

Time the ultimate luxury 

And the ultimate nemesis 

The beauty of existence 

The womb of history 

The womb of existence 

Never smiles but often frown

A stern face and a driver

With no back to return 

Moving in clockwise direction 

Not anti clockwise 

Or counterclockwise direction 

Time is strange

We think 

Is our friends 

How we were wrong 

Our greatest fiend

If you use it well

You still for you shall grow

Old

Not like the angels of black power 

If you fail to use it well 

Your colossal failure 

Is guaranteed 

Under time 

The winner and looser

Are all looser 

He who gains looses

He who looses looses

The later a double loss

What a strange time

Time Never forgives

Yesterday is gone 

Today is half gone

Tomorrow is to begone

In the nearest dawn

Who shall not begone too

Soon

When preparedness stirs

Your consciousness 

Of the value of time

Every time is precious 

And scared as they go

And hardly forgive 

Time hardly forgive 

For it will never return 

Back from its flight 

It never goes back 

It never goes behind 

To take your orders

To return back to your doorstep 

Time never returns 

And because 

It never returns 

It never forgives

Better you see your time well 

For it never forgives 

When you squander it

Know the Man

Take a soft bow

When you barely know a person 

Know your neighbors 

Acclimitise with strangers 

Behold 

You do not know a man 

Until 

You live with him

I repeat:

You do not know a man 

Until you live with him

Try know the man

Who is the real man?

Try to know him

And you will forever 

Manage to save yourself 

From danger

Only can you know the limit

Always try to know a man 

I Do not Have A Grave

I do not have a grave 

To stand and weep

I am the spirit of eternity 

I am the flight of angels 

I am the mouthpiece of the distant heavens

And the nature wit of galaxies yet unknown 

That brings the sun on ripened grain

And immaculate glows of autumn rains

Where a million winds that blow

On diamond glints that glow

Whose morning hust upon uplifting sands

The beautiful songs that guzzling sounds of chirping birds 

Across the board of rushing waves and roaring fires

Pant to sing in the sunshine of sunsets 

Distilled into sunrise 

I live forever the only soul with no grave 

And abode the court of the super most high

Above the super heavens.

Luck

Luck is the thing with lucks

That lurks in the luck

And favours the tunes without favor 

And never stops luck at all times 

Vale of tears turns not awry

But tears of joy and happiness 

Luck is the thing that favours the bearer

Regardless of the stingy nightmare 

And luck must be the lurk

That prevails at all storms 

That could grace every little bird

In the face of every disgrace 

Luck never fails in the chilliest lands

Distilled in the aroma of favor unlimited 

Luck never fails in the strangest sea

Nevertheless its magical charm 

Might not repay where preparedness 

Is a fugitive in the flight of its hallowed shores.

Holy kismet

A valiant feet of despair pained all griefs 

The pulse of one adulation's gallantly etching 

In a rapturous feathers of undiluted love

An inward gust of divine energy and extra natural zeal

Not by the turpitude of mortal steam

But the majestic plow of grandiloquent predestinatination

That all mortals are destined to be 

What they should be prior to earthly alight

Hail and hark the powers of holy kismet 

Inner Self

I wanted the everlasting joy 

So I started believing in myself 

I mean my inner self 

The only road to eternity 

Where eternal bliss 

Had no compare

The Mind Therapy

The mind owns the therapy for happiness 

Not the outside world and not the books

Written by passing man

The mind owns the therapy for eternal bliss 

Not the theories of fools 

The mind owns the therapy for greatness 

Not the power of mentorship 

Which is only a guide

The mind owns the therapy for stardom 

The mind owns the therapy for wealth

And the mind owns the therapy for every destiny 

Not what they say

Your mind is your greatest weapon 

My Norm

I am the way I am the life 

I am the life giver of my norms

I am the norm the only norm

To follow beyond every norm

Let my norm rules every dispensation 

O if the norms were to rule

And let all norms play

My norm shall rule 

And every other norms

A counterfeit 

My norm shall rule 

Tis So Much Trial

Tis so much tis so much trial

Any punishment if I should try?

Any penalty I should pay of I try?

And yet effect as poor as I am

Have demoralized my effort upon trial!

Have discouraged truly hard!

Hesitated so much;so I stay 

Victory victorious so much

In my case became my rewards

At last in in my excruciating trials

You cannot fake ,you cannot fake it

Trial is life life is trial 

Trial is trial;trial is nothing but trial

It will take your bliss and sacrifice

Your bliss and post pone it's use

Until another date but prolonged date

Then again another date but prolonged date

If you win it retires itself and return the bliss 

Do you know what that is ?

You mean sacrifice is worth the trial 

Of postponing your momentary Bliss

For the later but prolonged bliss?

Oh of course when the bliss is somehow 

Everlasting 

If you win it retires itself and return the bliss.

Life is therefore trial for bliss

The fullest life

Breathe every passion 

To the fullest 

Think big dream big

See big and showcase

 your greatness and know what 

You re woth

Let no folk down grade your 

bigness

Life is short and you can't blame

Anyone for your failure

Because everyone 

Has a room In the house 

Every one has a place in the sky 

Every star has a place to shine 

Because it is in your hands

And live the life to the fullest 

Oh Shall I?

Shall I start a task 

And never finish it?

Shall I love a person 

And never consummate 

The love in marital jungle?

Shall I dream and never fulfill 

Those dreams?

Shall I learn a trade and never earn

A living from it?

Shall I compare myself with those 

Better than blissful me 

And not agitate to excell and surpass them?

Shall I feel more learned than fellow jollies and rivals

And not prove it by being pole apart?

Shall I

Oh 

Shall i

I Love All Seasons

I love the winter 

I love the spring 

I love the autumn 

I love the summer 

I love all seasons 

All To No Avail

Can you believe that?

You brought me friends

When I only saw fiends 

You brought me joy

When I only felt sorrow 

To spite me that I should quit 

My journey of once in a lifetime 

All to no avail 

Till my colours of rainbow 

Come home to roost

O My Beautiful Fortress

Can a trillion stars in the sky

Ever shine brighter than themselves?

When they do I ll shine brighter 

A trillion times more than their galaxies

In the shooting rockets of golden arrows

And immaculate glows

The angels sing and the birds sing within reach and beyond reach 

And farthest glide as the seasons in eternity plow

Victory always have a doting heart 

And it always does from the best nines

Of the beautiful storm into the beautiful spring 

O my beautiful fortress 

When I shine beyond a trillion galaxies 

Immortal spirits

So the spring breeze is endowed

With benediction and magical powers 

Beyond my comprehensibilities

To enthrone me as mere earthling sempiternity in my mortal bone.

Hence I shuddered 

When the spring breeze melted the snow

On the hills and instantaneously vamoosed 

Freaking raves like broken reed,punctured my broken navel

Did I not someday quick-witted clamour:"

How I wish I could borrow it to blow away frosty hair

And melt away aging frost upon my aging bones"

Now my winces alight and proceeded to mount Olympus 

And invoke beyond my impuissant hooks

Then summon l the exit of my aging frost agonizing upon my aging bones .

To vamoose beneath the nebula of the cozened palms of my mysticism 

Ever youthful with youthful exuberance 

Sometimes when this  mine age being mocked

Is known from the repugnant rivets of the envious despicables 

Speechless they grow and speechless they go.

A trance had shown me the clanging iron chains of sempiternal crucifix 

Was cladded at my feet for the symbolic gesture 

Of sempiternity thrust upon my virulent navel.

O ye spirit of immortality let your Venus and Adonis arise

Immortal spirits 

Immortal spirits

So the spring breeze is endowed

With benediction and magical powers 

Beyond my comprehensibilities

To enthrone me as mere earthling sempiternity in my mortal bone.

Hence I shuddered 

When the spring breeze melted the snow

On the hills and instantaneously vamoosed 

Freaking raves like broken reed,punctured my broken navel

Did I not someday quick-witted clamour:"

How I wish I could borrow it to blow away frosty hair

And melt away aging frost upon my aging bones"

Now my winces alight and proceeded to mount Olympus 

And invoke beyond my impuissant hooks

Then summon l the exit of my aging frost agonizing upon my aging bones .

To vamoose beneath the nebula of the cozened palms of my mysticism 

Ever youthful with youthful exuberance 

Sometimes when this  mine age being mocked

Is known from the repugnant rivets of the envious despicables 

Speechless they grow and speechless they go.

A trance had shown me the clanging iron chains of sempiternal crucifix 

Was cladded at my feet for the symbolic gesture 

Of sempiternity thrust upon my virulent navel.

O ye spirit of immortality let your Venus and Adonis arise

Immortal spirits 

Never Stops hunting

Now you desire to bite cherries 

Bite Chery !bite cherry !!bite cherry !!!

Oh sorry for the rabid raves

Still cherry trees yet to bloom

Shall we accurse the seasons

For not coming to blossom?

Nevertheless a worm digs silently

Into the chestnut ever hunting.

Never stops hunting 

 

Hold Your Dreams

Hold guards of your dreams

Defends the eagles of your dreams 

To sail beyond the immoderate sand dunes 

Let it not die in the desperate 

cross of the Sahara 

For if dream dies the man dies

And if the man dies mankind dies

Hold guards of your dreams 

For if dreams die life is a thorny thistle 

On a farmfield

That cannot sow nor reap 

A complete barren fields,smothered

To die in brambles of thorny thistles 

Beautiful songs

Beautiful songs often endure

It thrives in the beautiful spring 

From the nightmare of beautiful roses

Making love from the doting heart 

Of beautiful bride

The songs of love that hardly forget

The golden rapture of the heavenly bliss

Hail the Beautiful Spring time

Stamp your feet over wilderness sands 

Lifeless colossal wreck returns in magnanimous wealth 

And on the pedestal of Mt everest 

Boundless praises of eulogy and sacred words resonate

Does the fly buzzes through the stillness of air and the heaves of the storms  nuzzling

Where buzzling eyes had flung them across the butchered charms?

Sunny hands getting gelled with sacred sun

Where hope is flown in its flight from night to day 

And betrays vision to achieve nothingness 

To garner only dream within a dream with done dry deal

I stand amid the bickering roar of ethical action 

O to remind the freaking minds,

the significance of ethical action to teach character 

And lo obey the routine of good vision,

Of good mind for delivery of the good intent of the mind 

Otherwise hope in flight may forever betray vision 

As well as betray betrothed dreams 

From plain sailing realm of reality 

No grain can fall on golden sands

Unless this rapture of ethical action 

Is wedded to betrothed dreams

Not a pitiless waves to be washed like a clod

And ringing bell tolls of human valour wash away in wilderness sands 

Shall we mourn broken things without being able to fix those things 

From the  ambushed lurks of the ramshackled huts and threadbare clothes?

Have they eaten the plums that were in the iceboxes 

That were so delicious so cool beyond breakfast hours?

Yet some say they do not like them in a box or with a fox or with a mouse.

Now let me drill you

And permit me to know one thing:

Equal love brings equal response,

Compare your graze at the crystal moon, Down to the tardy autumn 

Kindled by fire of the impalpable ash

Down to thy wrinkled boats that could sail down to my isles 

As you re likely to sail Into my ensconce 

See shall I look for you if you suddenly also forget me?

Right from that day at the forgotten shore I shall also lift my arms to forget you 

Behold know that nothing is extinguished in you that is not commensurate to counterpoise return at my navel 

When you raise your arm to forget me 

And when the time has come to enter your own door

I tell you when you look out at your own window 

You will rejoice of the golden circus of broken hearts, broken bones, broken feet recovered in record time

From faded bone marrow of wilderness sands and wilderness ramblings 

And a day of bliss wiped them dregs into the ocean floors,

Now sit here in your comfort zone and eternal Bliss

And feast the feast of eternity from the feast of the unknown luxuries fallen on your navel 

By the magical charm of thy fate and positive shots of destiny swung at your doorstep.

Hail the beautiful spring time 

A Famished Road To the Halcyon days

The good of the mind 

Struggling over 

The bad of the action

Cannot convey

The true intent 

Of the mind 

Unless competency 

Is garnered 

From the mastery 

Of the ethical action

Intertwined 

To the purpose 

Of the good of the mind

And this ethical action

Of the good of the mind

Played over

The bad of the action

A free fall ambush 

Is known as

Routine 

To play this routine 

In every guise

Of diurnal marathon 

A vision is born 

And shortly thereafter 

A character is born 

Wedded

To the purpose 

Of the good of the mind

With this ethical action 

A character that is born 

Is philosophical driven

Unless the free fall ambush 

Of the bad of the action 

Driven by ambition 

And recklessness of the mind 

And with this character 

A dream is born

On the voyage 

Of vision redefined

We have 

The good of the mind 

But we can not do them

Because we have 

No character 

None whatsoever 

To activate them

And so without volition 

No one could 

In the free fall fathom

Recklessness of the mind 

Birth greedily 

The bad of the action 

And behold

We give birth 

To the chaos 

Of the mind

Where the bad

 of the action 

With no training 

No art and no competency 

Is grown

Over the counter of recklessness 

What do you do

To get the beauty of the mind 

The beauty of the earth ?

We need to master 

the ethical action 

And character 

Only then 

Can we master

And give birth 

To the good of the mind 

Chaos has taken over

For millennials 

Where it is

Becoming 

Extreme complex 

To gain this mastery 

Where the complete good 

Of the mind is mastered 

Over faded dividend 

Of recklessness 

There can be no chaos

But halcyon days

O nature show us

The road 

To the halcyon days 

To abscond from the 

Famished road 

To the halcyon days 

A famished road to the halcyon days 

Perish

We plead thee

O mother nature 

Perish it

So we might flee

And abode

The halcyon days 

Forever.

Hail the Beautiful Spring time

Stamp your feet over wilderness sands 

Lifeless colossal wreck returns in magnanimous wealth 

And on the pedestal of Mt everest 

Boundless praises of eulogy and sacred words resonate

Does the fly buzzes through the stillness of air and the heaves of the storms  nuzzling

Where buzzling eyes had flung them across the butchered charms?

Sunny hands getting gelled with sacred sun

Where hope is flown in its flight from night to day 

And betrays vision to achieve nothingness 

To garner only dream within a dream with done dry deal

I stand amid the bickering roar of ethical action 

O to remind the freaking minds,

the significance of ethical action to teach character 

And lo obey the routine of good vision,

Of good mind for delivery of the good intent of the mind 

Otherwise hope in flight may forever betray vision 

As well as betray betrothed dreams 

From plain sailing realm of reality 

No grain can fall on golden sands

Unless this rapture of ethical action 

Is wedded to betrothed dreams

Not a pitiless waves to be washed like a clod

And ringing bell tolls of human valour wash away in wilderness sands 

Shall we mourn broken things without being able to fix those things 

From the  ambushed lurks of the ramshackled huts and threadbare clothes?

Have they eaten the plums that were in the iceboxes 

That were so delicious so cool beyond breakfast hours?

Yet some say they do not like them in a box or with a fox or with a mouse.

Now let me drill you

And permit me to know one thing:

Equal love brings equal response,

Compare your graze at the crystal moon, Down to the tardy autumn 

Kindled by fire of the impalpable ash

Down to thy wrinkled boats that could sail down to my isles 

As you re likely to sail Into my ensconce 

See shall I look for you if you suddenly also forget me?

Right from that day at the forgotten shore I shall also lift my arms to forget you 

Behold know that nothing is extinguished in you that is not commensurate to counterpoise return at my navel 

When you raise your arm to forget me 

And when the time has come to enter your own door

I tell you when you look out at your own window 

You will rejoice of the golden circus of broken hearts, broken bones, broken feet recovered in record time

From faded bone marrow of wilderness sands and wilderness ramblings 

And a day of bliss wiped them dregs into the ocean floors,

Now sit here in your comfort zone and eternal Bliss

And feast the feast of eternity from the feast of the unknown luxuries fallen on your navel 

By the magical charm of thy fate and positive shots of destiny swung at your doorstep.

Hail the beautiful spring time 

Black Power 's Songs Of Eulogy.page 3,4,

It says "Mansa Musa didn't directly make Europe rich but his legendary wealth derived from the Mali empire vast gold reserves indirectly brought European attention to African wealth and trade through his famous 1324 pilgrimage to mecca "

"Wait so you see that he brought their attention to African wealth and so he singlehandedly and directly not indirectly I fluenced slave trade that came with Portuguese merchants later"

"You started again it says indirectly "

"My sister think that is Google we should use our brain to analyze simple data.He was the major culprit open up the African skirts for foreign prostitution."

"Uhmmmmm "

"AI cannot teach you how to think but just give us info that's all we care.Now read on

"It says'His lavish spending particularly in Cairo caused inflation and disrupted economies putting Mali and its vast gold resources on the world map and eventually inspiring European explorers...."

"You see ... eventually inspiring....."

"Yeah you're right but you re stubborn too.Yes he was the one."

"You see yourself.Anyway read on"

".....'explorers and traders to seek these resources..."

"Oh my gosh temptation!"

"....'fostering increased trade and cultural exchange in Africa."

"Just one trip of 1324 pilgrimage,my goodness too much money "

"He was born where?"

"That is where we re going.He was a Yoruba man he had fetish powers."

"You re a fraud a fraudster shut up your dirty mouth"

"Do you want to know more?"

"You lie a lot"

"But I Ve won you several times.What audacity do you have to say am blatant liar?"

"Then prove your mettle let me see."

Black power 's Songs Of Eulogy page one.

Gnomes.

I jubilate my status 

As the richest man in the world 

Much richer than mansa Musa

Elon musk and top fifty richest men"

"Are you sick that you re richest for all time?

Poor African sloth"

"See the credentials speak for itself "

"Which credentials?"

"Don't you hear me?"

"No African can be richest man ever?"

"But you hear right when I mentioned 

One person"

"Mansa Musa right?"

"Do you know him?"

"I don't want to know him"

"So now you feign ignorance "

"Whatever.Go to hell for aught I care"

"Jealousy.See let me tell you how they got wealth from him."

"You fool stupidity is your food so speak 

We shall hear you

And still feign ignorance "

"Oh you re so serious with jealousy right?"

"I don't care .We civilised you nuggets"

"Nope you don't get it.Every one contribute.

During the days of mansa Musa king of Mali he singlehandedly made Europe 

Through his vast supply of gold on his travels with a caravan of thousands and camels laden with gold"

"You liar nothing like that".

"Ask AI AI is good in every thing including prognostication"

"I don't care you fool .Don't you have your phone there?Silly argument "

"Let me humble you"

"Wait I will humble you myself 

Idiot "as he Googled the keywords 

'How mansa Musa made Europe rich."

AI heypresto brought it out and he reads from his old IPAD 

'See AI says 'Mansa Musa didn't directly made Europe rich.'

"Oh you see that at least he admitted 'indirectly'.

So what is the difference directly or indirectly.You see yourself at least he was a secondary influence and infact major impact too.Had he not popularized the gold wealth there would be nothing like slavery or slave trade that came later.So he was the major force.

"Uhmmmmm I never knew you were so much intelligence.Black African!"

"Please Read on"

"Then he reads the Caucasian now profusely sweating 

(Come back for the second part.Stay tuned).

Black Power's Songs Of Eulogy.page 31.

A Million Times Nigerian 

"Am I not a Nigerian?"

"And so what?"

"If you see a Nigerian 

You should prostrate 

They have wonderful track records in the history of mankind."

"Do you know who am I too ?"

"Who are you?Are you not a black woman?

Don't you know we prostrate in Africa when you meet seniors or elders?"

"Who are you to say that I should prostrate?"

"I don't mind if you do because is part of our culture.Juniors of a generational difference or kids should be mandate prostrate to elders"

"And so what does that suppose to mean , slavery or what?"

"No is a sign of respect paying esteem , honor and dignity to much older venerable 

And that is the logic and you respect those older than you."

"So what is the benefit?"

"It has helped Yoruba alot given the fact they were the most peaceful tribe in all of Africa and that is why also they were the greatest marketers of western civilization and distribute round African countries."

"Uhmmmmm "

"See when the white folks they didn't take too much resistance ,though they did a bit but not too much like aba women riot was done by margaret ekpo our people in south south,pa Michael imoudu in the unionist struggle of the mid forties and Ransome kutis the pioneer human right family in Africa.They did it midly because they believed If somebody pass you he pass you . Don't struggle much with them.Learn from them and move one.So they mastered the education given to them and through their mission houses they spread schools round Africa.So they penetrated every where and through that giant strides they pioneered development every where in Africa not just black Africa and beyond to lead development in the 1.4billion black people worldwide"

"Wait a minute where did you get all this information from?"

"What do you mean?Don't you have access to the information in Africa on the net?"

"Mordern societies have come to realize what the country Nigeria actually did for the world civilization not just black Africa.If they do they will worship an average Nigerian especially my Yoruba folks.We did everything by laying foundation of western civilization not just black development in mordern society settings."

"Am confused in real sense of the world.Our media tell us.Do not go to  Africa that they eat people there . Terrorism and corruption and they bombarded folks with misinformation and here you re telling different.I will like visit you in Africa "

"Where exactly?"negotiation was begun.

"I will marry a Nigerian being a black woman "

"Then come to south west Nigeria I can see you re from that region."

"How did you know that?"

"DNA history is available and I did that two years ago when I first met you.Omashile meaning Michelle right?"

"Yeah yeah "

"I traced a couple of names including yours"

"Ok.So Nigeria has done a lot for the world?*

"To be frank is the most influential country behind the cradle and tradition of western civilization ".

"How?tell me.You re so fond of yourself and your people our people I must say."

"When are you visiting Nigeria?"

"A month time."

"I ll be away too at Beverly hills in two weeks ".So they departed.

Two weeks after he called her again and confirmed of the trip.

"Hello Mitchelle how are you doing?",as she picked the phone and answer "

Am fine and you too"

"Am okay but I just wanna found out about your trip to Nigeria.Are you still going?"

"Yes you re so much interesting.Let me shock you and guess what?"

"Am not good at guessing?"

"I booked for the two of ours "

"Oh my gosh you re so wonderful.i can't believe.Now you handle everything right?"

"Yeah we re still on it.Come over please."

"Give me tomorrow.i ll reach there in record time."

"Okay .am waiting "

A Traveller's Anecdotes.part two

What sate does it sate to defy the law of resistance not the law of gravity 

And sojourn into space and perhaps live forever?

The spirit of your oddysey in your ravishing beauty 

Envelope me for greater journey than mortals ever have

With all cymbals,pipes,flutes,saxes and timbrels blown 

Take me to the cosmos to gaze at thy wonders 

Beyond my maddest pursuit

and silly stunts of my often encroaching navel

What a consternation to behold behind the landmass 

Thal.lays in silence for ages without end

O how time plucks us verdict much more benign 

than we could treat at its sandy plough

Immaculate tides that sciences and historicists could not express

Wild melodies like the space and space tours I Ve never seen

Unheard melodies never before heard lay unexplored in this nightmare of wondrous hills 

More sensual,more endearing than heard melodies are

Much sweeter than your fair youths and fair roses are

Much wealthier than the opulent influence of the wall street and the old lady at threadneedle streets are,

Wedded to eternity in your vein o mankind 

Cry for your salvation and migrate into space

Where death is alien to mangled ebbs of the mortar bones,

Since when man came down from the trees 

Till the talon of her imperious crafts was etched in slave trade and thereafter 

Nothing close to the golden age of freedom commerce

Than the thought of machismo like Elon musk 

To make mortals as multiplanetary species

Beyond anything known or unknown beyond the sticky muds of our wildest dreams 

Ye mankind I swear you cannot die in space 

And only bliss of living forever assuredly your unprecedented and unpremeditated primogeniture 

Once you abode in space or mars and you live close to the speed of light

O don't we know it ?

We know it,we know it yes we know it 

That you barely age

Believe ye me you live forever 

Forever will love forever with love forever will be fair

Forever warm beyond the panting oddysey 

Of the Earth's warring incertitude 

Ye happy bough rejoice in your bliss for your leaves cannot fade

Spring tide ever pipping songs anew barely wane

Ye shall knows no guile like the Earth's shallow shores

Fair roses crumbles unfair roses with virtuous virtues

And every mortal a bliss at the doorsteps of his neighbor,

As doth eternity in silence forms traverse eternity 

To your doorstep our benign cosmos we plead shallom

Shall I compare thee to Black Power?

Shall I compare thee to Black Power?

Thou art more potentate to thy avidity

And more frequent to thy budding winds

Thou risk a life time to thy bone marrow 

In the atrophy of an exemplary paragon

Whom thou shalt afix thy aura of the cosmos 

And insulate thy darling buds from the wasting winds

And lifetime networth hath all but too vile to rewards thee in earnest morning 

Many times too stale to bring the heavens showers

And often undimmed the dark complexion of broken dreams persist 

Come nigh and be like black power world greatest traveller 

Who leap beyond this shore and abide in space forever 

Not by chance alone but also by preparedness shalt thou scoop holy waters of benediction from its mound of rocky plains

Moist often untrimmed fairest sown fairest reap'd,

And for art too benign to loose vacant possession 

Thy preparedness shalt cost thee with golden robes ahead of time 

Nor shall demise be haul upon thy kismet 

Nor shall thou forlorn shrieks in the space 

Where black power resides

When in trumpet sounds,his eternal land never cringe to accommodate 

To the golden command black power the missionary of eternal life 

Thou shalt not succumb to the most fatal flaws of the earthlings 

Who mooted abode on earth is much preferred than elsewhere 

So long as existence can exist and breathe 

With unrestrained ego much bliss farthest plunge

So long shall he be buoyed with undiminished petals of eternal lineage 

Not woken from resurrection as in Christ 's days

But life and direct in the deposit of care.

Shallom.

A traveller's Anecdotes

I met my stardom by traveling round the world through my books

With my sibblings 

To be the world greatest travellers 

Still on the pages of my books 

Had I not seen the great vision 

That said to me: 

"Abraham never you go back home you and your brothers are great travellers? "

Traveling the cosmos in my private jets and meandering rockets

In a way never before comprehensible

By the technology of mordern science

Then it dawn on me the term " great world travellers"

I had discovered the map of the cosmos 

And the landmass of the cosmos 

Or better still created it from the void

And become God too a creator

Previously unknown to mortals

When I got there through the mystic egbe travels 

Renown in Yoruba culture of the ifa oracle 

Stood in the desert of the unknown 

Lost with scattered eyes and shattered visages 

Over endless landmass ñever before known to any man

Nor mankind in general for the entire stretch of time 

Utterly sunk in dread ,beaten dead by cold

Shivering feet with wrinkled lips dreary in every shaky steps

The terrifying stretch of this endless 

And timeless landmass in the most horrifying breath

O verily defies anything ever seen by mankind 

Then crashed I to my limpid less feet stranded on the ground for days

Tis the hands of neomanscutara 

Supposedly deity or God as fabled as they call it

As if they know it

Woke me up upon the benignity of my weary feet,

Then saith you Ve mastered my name had I not called you carmezito before ?

Then black power had I not given this land to you 

So you may multiply with your mankind and leave forever?"

Then vamoosed with smoky clouds into the imponderable cosmos 

Layers of silence typified the space

To devise the entire existence and non existence 

We now know as mother nature 

Someone had traveled the sands of Sahara

Had bragged about his oddysey to fellow mortals and dumbfounded by his anecdotes 

How much worse to see landmass never seen before 

Lakes and oceans that could drown the heavens and angels

Regardless of their mammoth figures

Lies at terrifying position to earth our only fragile neighbor

We have known for antiquities.

Yet the earth we have lived for donkey years still not fully comprehended 

What a monumental chargrin for we the earthlings in gumption less shores 

Arise o mankind follow me into space 

We shall live forever

And be like the angels.

Positive Thoughts

The company of positive thoughts at highly evaluated distance purges every band of the human anxiety.This is particularly interesting should they be more rewarding and quite convertible into cash and wealth,the power of such natural expectation is alone to heal the human psyche of any anomaly and moral ailments you may find whatsoever.The primordial intent of the strategic thinker is to curate his mind at plucking wonderful strides of positive thoughts.It is in the powers of necessity to determine their respective spheres of optimal wealth.It maybe arduous task and we re unbundled from the intense yoke of positive thinking when we move with better and positive thinking elements whom we believe have better direction.This is not done by sentiment but quality of human reflection at a time and we should admonish ourselves to convert such wealth into tangible context.Habitual thinkers think so much easily and the construction of such artistic routine and movement is to first redress your artistic insanity.We should master the art of solitary confinement and it's the best option to grow the quality of this thought and future benediction.

We re moved by the diameter around us to evolve a thinking pattern that blesses the society at the unbundling of sacrilegious and perilous events in our society.We should have think hours and react to every billow in the immediate environment that enables sufferings of sufficient defense of your solitary confinement for the ample time to invest in your positive thoughts.

Learning to take action on these events and explore necessity that thrills us often into virile luster of positive thoughts.The challenge can be draining but the art of mentorship domestic or distant mentor moving closer in the relationship between mentor and Mentee could strengthen this mode of thinking.

Knowledge Without Barriers

Draw inspiration from every where 

Draw it from the busses,rituals, streets,homes,

 churches, mosques 

And every events.

There's no courtesy in learning 

Do you hear me?

There's no intergrity in learning 

No boundaries 

But if you do or place boundaries 

On what you know 

Or desire to know 

You shall surge but surely know very little 

There's no boundaries to knowledge.

To mean that 

Knowledge without boundaries 

Is 

Knowledge without barriers

Observant

I think observant minds 

Make the days of triumph 

Possible 

I think they do

Let reflection begins with your observations 

I think it is not thinking

But a launching pad to think

It works magic on your holy curiosity 

Many Promises

Many promises are wonderful oaths 

Of human allegiance 

Many allegiances are wonderfully 

Betrothed to the amazing dawns

The most sacred parts of the human mission

And the main catalyst for the attainment of accomplishment 

What if they re broken and barely alternative proposed?

Take it easy and start again 

And save your self of psychological trauma

Hamiltonian America.Chapter 11.Bookworm.page one

They two guys returned back to the forest fortnightly and went deeper to reach the riverbank on the eastern part of the forest enjoying the golden breezes of the wonderful atmosphere reminded themselves the progression of the  conversation and where they stopped last in the prior discussion.

"Where do we start?"

"We start from where we stop.I think we spoke of Conway cabal.

"Yeah" as both were sitted at the riverbank some paces away each on sat on golden stones near the river.

"On January 1778 Hamilton rejoined his colleagues at Valley Forge though still debilitated from illness shuddered at their condition and their shallow sloven state."

"I think the army don't have ammunition right?"

"So demoralized that's one and then dearth of ammunition was terrifying situation.Also dearth of blankets,tents and orher logistics.Several hundreds of decomposed horses,bruised feet of emaciated soldiers and suffocated at the same time with small pox,typhus,scurvy, bombarded with hideous sights, every where.Washington's staff was heavily hit logistics inadequacy and morale nosedived to the barest minimum and with such worrisome penury fed them with cornmeal must for breakfast.They experienced more or less a famine in the camp and he admitted this axiom when he says "For some days past there has been little less than a famine in the camp."He also earlier concluded if the logistics situation did not improve he predicted 2,500 men nearly a quarter of the army would soon be gone  and perished by famine, hunger, diseases,or cold.Washington held a play Addison's Cato,his favorite ancient Roman play to boost the fallen spirit of his men.The story of a self sacrificing Roman stateman was staged at Valley Forge.He had invoked through the play the spirit of stoicism or the spirit of resilient to psyche up his tired men.

They waded through the pressure of public service during the period especially in the stone house of Isaac Potts in whose name the forge was named.He was already depressed by Conway cabal worsened by sullen state of his men."

"And he became more temperamental as usual "

"Exactly.Martha Washington also commented on the ugly situation during the period ,when says "The General is well but much worn with fatigue and anxiety".He vented his frustration on Hamilton and managed to survive their somehow turbulent chaotic relationship.He loved field command as opposed to Washington's domestic demand of an aide and could not afford to sacrifice or loose  him for the field command.Considering the fact that he wrote most of the pointed pleas to congress for Washington requesting for supplies and pressing logistically and aptly shared Washington's frustration.He had exerted his fierce command sometimes authorizing fellow colonel to collect wagons saying "exert yourself upon this occasion.Our distress is infinite."

He had a lot of introspection on the misery that enveloped them.Worsened by their dependency on Britain for their supplies from textiles and sufficient clothes for patriots.Infact virtually every thing colonies rely britain excessively including munitions.He had mastered the peril of printing too much paper money and the inherent inflationary dangers for doing so.He was forced to accept depreciated face value of paper money issued by Congress and states.Famers and merchants rejected to sell their food to broke army but rather sell it to the wealthy,well fed public in Philadelphia."

"So valley forge was experiencing terrible situation "

"Exactly very scandalous situation where the entire army were starving and seriously starving.Imagine soldiers starving despite the fertile farmland in America at the time.He complained to New York Governor George Clinton head of commissary department in mid February about the terrifying situation when he says for days there were no provisions.Everywhere deserted and soldiers threatened to be mutineers.Yet they exhibited high degree of uncommon patience"

: It is indeed to be wondered at that the soldiers have manifested so unparalleled a degree of patience as they have.If effectual measures are not speedily adopted I know not how we shall keep the army together or make another campaign."

He was so saddened by profiteering motives that tends to undermine the whole revolutionary effort and complained bitterly to Clinton.Grieved piteously at how the Congress was deceived to accept every petty rascal who came along boasting of military prowess.Apalling similarly that the Congress was turn to shred begging the states for supplies and logistics .The strategic option for state militia in lieu of strong central government seems to undermine the whole revolutionary campaign .Unfortunately Clinton became his betternoire led the resistance that Jeffersonian camp later adopted to undermine the beautiful efforts undertaken by him and Washington to create the united states.

Golden Stones.part two

From oft a sunny times benediction whose concrete pale revoked 

From the spectre of impuissant etiolate and benighted accost

Not crooned to the weary tales gobsmacked by wanton womb

Of passionate eyes that begat the youthful sinew of the sweet labour

Upon the ransom of sweet labour art the golden palaces been built,

Golden hills the epitome of gilded chambers for the freaks with plentitudinous midas touch,not mired with desolate palms 

Where peeped beauty broke the lattice of calumny,

To evade tarnished heels at the feet of golden hills 

Upon this moist of genteel molass a plaited heave of broken straw

Which rebuted ill witted navel from the sisterly vale of the tempest sun

Whereon wilderness ramblings might sombre what it sometimes stolid

Gone away from the mother's womb over this writ of sad tuned tales for the brokerage of halcyon times

The nebulous carapace of stardom and subtle bliss

Weeping eyes had turned passionate eyes 

Into vintage lurk of beautiful vineyards 

Had scythed that beautiful sinew in splendiferous roses might breathe

Nor all sinew ever stale ;but golden roses of heaven's fell upon them

As they waded through lattice of smeared eaon

Oft did sweet labour pelts them with golden palms to their ransom,

Not snubbed of consecrated showers 

Dancing amorphous at the velvet Sheen of the arms of the Morpheus 

Trenches in gallows in reprisal reprimands,

Laundering in the brine and brash tide ,sagacity of forlorn shrieks

Thralldom of the season envelopes the season of obscurity 

Not often crepuscular to renounce the rebukes it mints

Froth with carriage ride to bemoan the dancing distance 

Sometimes battery and assault could betray the nonchalant cobwebs

And lo where fabulous sabrerattlers winged eyeliner for hooded eyes 

Be dimmed with elopement and subterranean subterfuge 

The vociferous noises from the golden hills,

Nature cannot hide either the fragrance or the aroma 

Oft to elope uncut and so fair gems and fair roses at the top echelon had no veil

And every triumphal glide is heard atop the Himalayas and everest 

To the spheres of intention and its sphinx 

Cavorting birth of beautiful roses in the spring tide

The mausoleum of the wailing earth is dug ere its sobbing exit

Not morphed with with shack and shard of shrieking clamours,

To benumb the praise less palms of their carriage ride 

Forlorn shrieks marred in forlorn cheeks reddish pale deny

Behold intention o intense intentions hold the grazes prime

From the grazes lend of the passionate eyes 

Her pretense nor lax,nor lank is tied formal breach

To plead the mother's womb to consecrate and timely birth sweet labour 

Consternation in the gully streets of gallantry plays the talon of her crafts in sublime plow

Not the sheaved greenfields to jettison the golden ambush of sunny times 

Tis a million roses from the gallivant elves of sweet labour drew

From the feast of loose negligence slackly braided for the megalomaniac grit of iron palms

Of immaculate eagles and crystal birds in the sky,battling eyelids for the city of gold 

Which beneath by above they in flight spasmodically threw,

Upon those weeping earth catalogue of new roses are found in subtle ploughs 

Of rebuttals and rebutted poofs,had she the eagle dung in vain

Which stole many beneath a prey held in captivity of the eagle's escapades 

Predated thrown in the sepulchre of the eagle's playing mud 

Found no yet respite besides this moist temperament of the playing mud

With bestiality of the terrifying claws broached perfectly hapless preys

These ramrods of golden roses often birth passionate eyes with the burnish of her sweet labour 

Hence by breaking discontents break away from the fringes of penury 

What sickly intent of beguiling sport dost thou bear nebula of sweet labour to wade through the scarecrows of the murky clouds unscathed!

When sweet labour detest it be annulled so vanishes they the nebula from the nightmare of passionate eyes to dung the gallivanting pathways at the golden valley 

By grievances not suffocated by ecstasy assuage

Nor frightening ambust to elope from memory the ordeal of forlorn shrieks.

How unwavering affection stood up to the golden hills 

Mated to the womb of gallantry.

Golden Stones

Does a plainant goof ever carouse the sisterly vale

Ere the espionage of the beguiling visage

Fortified from the sun's tempest to brine the season's lucre in joyful penance 

Radiant cannon balls tied to the sweetening earth

Pined cheeks returns the fragrance of rosy petals

A thousand sunny times benediction he drew from the whirlpool of the artesian wells,

Maidens lurking in the veil from the swiftest hours into the swiftest bliss

So slide they down to the luxurious grails and watershed grains of the River bank

And distant skies sits pitch black on the relics of drowned treasure troves

"Sibling "he says "though in me you behold sinking times 

And with your stratagem crawling out of crooked curls,

Sunny times breathes your golden roses at dusk.Even now it dawn so greedily.

Fresh to the city of gold but not that your anecdotes groove too late.

Gallantry was amiss in amplified modicum at fairy hombre "

"Bliss is me"he saith"too early into lucre but not too senile.

A youthful sinew graileth pleauteous grains

Of blissful eyes bedeck,was the stuck of nature's graces

Not the fairy tales to enchant the virgin minds

Phoenix breathes wildly upon his mortal brawn

When untidy waves blown away the traduce of the sinking times 

Not the braggart by nature's wiles to wipe away its livery 

But rudeness of times compelled the exit of untidy waves

For the extermination of sepulchral muds,

And berth riverbank of beautiful roses

Pride of truth cannot come where alms of gallantry plays farce

Not the horse to be mettle as the coxswain predisposes to lure avatar and phoenix sun from the recess 

When ornaments of audition came for grace bath

The reaper reaps deeply and the laugher laugh deeply 

Where the golden blossom of the enchantment with all their enchiladas and enchidiron's 

Rein in stupor at the escapade of bewitched Consents

And to those who dialogue their own wills and made their wilful wills obey

Resplendence of the golden sun from golden hills 

Bestow heavenly roses from the fringes of golden morn"

"So many did veil not to stale tries and veneration from the ramblings of the wilderness sands 

Cannot curtail the hurlyburlies of those ramblings.

How many equals stood at safest distance with their erstwhile jollies, stale stooges and disconnected afficionados 

Who barely gone staid with gallantry to fade in the golden valley 

Butchered golden dreams across the sand dunes 

And not a digit mine of honour and esteem 

Salvaged for their sinking shitholes and lo behold how golden roses of belligerent blood 

Not of false jewel breaketh not amiss in amorous spoil and war booties 

Where oaked fables and lakes petals crumbles in the broad daylight

Twerking the twisted metals in faded roubles

What fair gems encrusted with encrimsoned mood

When dreary sight of the decrepits wobbling radiance deter

Gallivanting hombres coast chaff home "

"O then behold the golden trophies from the praise less hands

Whose primrose bank withheld praises even before it was begun from vantage pleadings tis the broken navels of the hallowed sighs,

Arise go to your altar go to your bethel 

And recast your drawing board 

Of the holliest notes come the noblest cheeks from the court of compunction

And reeks of golden hills 

O pleas your oracle in that your pleadings of nature's clemency might call forth the springtime of the heavenly showers.

Passionate eyes would cage the eagles flight,

Passionate eyes push out the passionate eyes 

A contextual plump which if tempted from the moult

O to hilt all golden roses mustered beyond the gallows and hallows of all the colours of rainbows.

O beget sweet labour to evanesce from the fringes of sinking times 

If tempted by insolence of indolence , maybe not immured from the knighthood of passionate eyes,

To avail wiles and guiles of broken  bossom

As composure of compound but passionate eyes 

Did befuddle the grey times for the golden petals of beautiful roses

To sob as sunrise dovetails into sunset in the tears of joy for the blossom of filthy

 lucre

O how sweet labour amortises thy penury 

The broken sweats of youthful sinew transcends the filthy thread of sweet labour 

Behold how sweet labour was enchanted to charm the sacred conundrum 

What assailing eyes doth begin to encroach the sacred vows

And consecration endowed from the high places

To break the sacred rites of folklores and folktales tied to thy mother's womb

Not all fountain pour the same thread within their ocean's floor undimmed 

Where broken knot had stung ,never will it again lie recumbent 

Passionate eyes confine all things at its own drudgery expense

What experience bedaub it in her lull of macabre humor 

Who has broken the heart of gold betrays the golden mine 

And sallow the sunny rays of the golden hills 

When watery eyes cannot dismount broken feet and passionate sights

Then knoweth for sure the battle of the trenches

Enroute the miasma of the golden hills is won 

Even accolades still mired in the traduce of sinking times groveling at the shameful parades of her exit shores

When rivers runneth down the golden cheeks of a goleador beyond stale , stolid and sombre

Behold the quest a triumphant quest of the golden hills surmounted 

Who lend credence to robust worded oath to deny its sacred rites and beautiful vows at the river bank of forceless roses and belligerent warlords

O breathren what hell of witchcraft in their plethora lies this wedge of insanity!

For lo passionate eyes is an art of the beautiful tidings

Daffed and stolen by chastity in the beautiful sweats of sweet labour 

To earn the golden roses the filthy ransom of filthy lucre

To luxuriate your crimson shores with roses in the sky

Gnomes in your household supplanted on golden hills 

By it mountains of Everest and Olympus were built from the ransom of its golden cabbages 

In it lays the amplitude of golden robes and immaculate bliss

Robbed with golden stones of gnomes'downpour and gilded chambers 

Was unclothed with garment of penury for the garment of grace.

O golden stones at the gilded Chambers.

Strike The Right One.

If the feeling you had

Was not for uplifting 

Jettison the feeling

Before they burn you

Some feelings we feel lightly

Some feelings come deeply

Depending on your wishes

You may decide to strike the anvil

But always remember to strike 

The right one

With the right hammer 

A Rich Space?

Provide a space for knowledge 

In your heart

It will embalm you forever 

Provide a space for your history 

It will remember you forever 

Provide a space for rich history 

In your life beyond the ordinary 

It will be the cornerstone of unborn generation 

Always remember 

To provide that rich space

I do live forever

Text and words

I think 

 it is the greatest achievement 

Of all time 

Nothing is so close

Great accomplishment 

For writers

 of wonderful texts and words

Immortalized by

 the wonderful marbles 

of their texts and words 

Don't you know you live forever 

If you ever wrote a book?

How much more many books?

Every spoken has a natural storehouse 

Often in the space 

And they speak against you forever 

How much archived texts and words 

Immortal spirits of all time 

Good and evil

Everything 

Liveth forever 

They never die 

But Live forever 

I don't know about you

But I never die 

Because my words 

Liveth forever 

I also liveth forever 

But I live forever 

Because my texts and words

Live forever 

If a deity in me 

Through words and texts

liveth forever 

Then someday 

I do live forever too.

Eternal Structure of Existence.(ESEX) .part two

People should realize iñ this context of 21st century bible or word of God or anything religion is outdated the most important thing now is science and we have reached the peak of human intellectual development and it is nothing but artificial intelligence and robotic engineering it is the peak . As mankind become multiplanetary species science would play a bigger roles and the word God is becoming outdated limited to the heavens and we re growing into the age of super consciousness where extra super angels versus extra super men forming extra super Gods exist.

Intellectual consciousness supplanted by the two senses of the seven senses of human brain mainly faith sense and horse sense to govern the five ages of existential consciousness .We do not deride the fact the power of subconscious age comprising of post material and spiritual consciousness is badly needed to basically comprehend beyond the limits of the human intelligence and human brain never the less most of the action and logical transaction takes place in the human brain.The intellectual consciousness of the five ages under five senses of the human brain is to transit mortals into the super conscious age of eternity.

Loved Ones

There will be no dark days 

When you have loved ones 

With you 

There will only be glorious days

As blood of mankind is nothing but the same

And the glory of mankind is worth preserving for eternity 

When we live forever all mankind will soon

Appreciate the worth of our existence 

I hope eternity in our flesh returns too soon

Shallom

The Eternal Structure Of Existence (ESEX)

On September 25th 2025 at about 2.30am I woke up from my prophetic dream and I saw the perfect structure of existence.That is as I call it the eternal structure of existence (ESEX) as shown in the cosmos when all mankind have moved into the space that ESEX shall have seven layers of hierarchy comprises of tiny humans who might be fortunate to live forever living on top of newly discovered landmass forming the first layer and on top are the folks living in the planets and stars forming the second layer and the father Abraham's generation floating in the space above the planets forming the third layer and then the spheres of angels and the heavens making up fourth layers and only three layers comprises of the gigantic fifty million folks in the super heavens where mother nature lives . Naturally the top three layers comprises of the most intelligent species of creation, evolution and existence and their numbers is fixed forever.The universe of existence is fixed and though maybe expanding by activity and history but by nature it is fixed and forget Edwin Hubble that says universes are expanding.Of course nope only activities and history that is expanding.

However this seven layers in the eternal structure of existence is governed not by God who if though exist is limited in the heavens of angels and saints but not over super heavens exist.Human technology including rockets and jets can be used to navigate and the angels in the fourth hierarchy live below those gigantic rockets and gigantic mammals and extra-supernatural creatures .Note that supernatural ends in the heavens and extra supernatural begins in the super heavens.The population of these super heavens does not exceed two hundred fifty million folks.

Note the eternal structure of existence ESEX comprises of the conscious age but what about ESEX of the unconscious age, preconscious age, Subconscious age and Post conscious age respectively.We discovered only conscious ESEX and rest not uncovered and upon them eternity is defined because eternity indicates the mountains of ignorance unlimited.Esex too has miniaturized components and composts of these ages in her layers too.

Someday rockets and jets devised by humans would soon acquire immortal status and fly beyond the borders of heavens into the runaways of the super heavens and angels with all their terrifying wings would struggle in breaths to behold the extra gigantic wings of those rockets and jets.

We have discussed and unveiled the true picture of the cosmos.In my theory of eternal existence I explained the five ages including subconscious,pre conscious or under conscious,post conscious, subconscious and super conscious ages of eternal existence comprehended though partly by the human brain.They re redistributed beneath five senses and all governed by faith sense and horse sense the sixth and the seventh sense that govern these five ages.

The best method of spiritual learning is your dreams to communicate between those ages.

Nothing is permanent

Nothing is permanent except my front and back

The mind is oracle when thought is relieved from the grieving heart

Your existence is redefined beyond the contours of reality 

Deified by the wondrous deeds and interesting arts of human reflection 

There's only immortal relief beyond your shadows and weary feet 

Not to quiver beyond relief of your aspersion 

Cast yonder heights for the City Of Gold 

Vacancy elsewhere is your immaculate relief 

Not floundering in shoreless shorelines

Without a definition of the concept of human integrity 

Nothing is permanent only your history your verdict is permanent 

Upon their Shoulders

My hopes are hinged upon forays of other folks 'hopes

My forays are flung upon their vicissitudes in life 

Should they tread in the very dirt I tread in the very dirt

And we still rise beyond plumes and unhinged of the plumpy dirt

Do their background upset me that I might be jealous of their feat?

'Cause I Ve been befuddled as if I have the best specie for superhuman race in my loin

Pumping my adrenaline beyond the moon's and stars

And gallivanting hood beyond the limits of nature's brood,

I dream beyond nature with such terrifying forces 

That I see the other end of the spectrum 

Like every great dreamer,

Upon the shoulders of my siblings white power,sunny,jony and Florence showers and stars 

I perch the yonder shores beyond the certainty of their.stunts 

Grace In Synergy

You can not feel dark days 

When you have sibblings 

And helpers with you

Knocking on your doors 

And making hays at your doorsteps

Until they exit liberty poles of your doorsteps 

And a little hit by adversity without their fortitude 

You may feel the end of life

And bitterness of the living and the homeless 

That could afford those backbones 

That you take for granted 

Hence when they re with you 

Celebrate them as your gods and goddesses 

As queens and kings beyond your wildest 

Immortalized 

O with every fibre of your beautiful graces And every breathe of your beautiful beings

For life is zero without them

And he who goes alone sometimes might be dead too soon

Oh there's so much grace in synergy 

And fortitude often inexhaustible.

Nature's first trip

Nature's first trip by a little child -cry

Is sometimes th grief of parent and guardians,

By the first fight from the womb

Is nothing but stress 

Much linked to cry and cry

And hardly any relief from this stress

Until a child is disposed from the stress

By age by training and by time 

Let the child cry until the golden age of  the blissful kids, secured them better life.

Endure Beyond the Wilderness

Endure Beyond the Wilderness 

Should we have a valiant history 

Supplanted on the indelible sands of time

Exceeded the sand dunes across the Sahara 

By the virtue of that indurance we cannot remain oblivious to the future 

With wondrous footprints transplanted 

Upon this sand dunes history celebrate us

Before and long after you re gone

But my species live forever outlast this wilderness of sahara

Uniqueness

Be careful when you say 

You re unique 

And to infer that 

You re better than others

The most deceptive thought.

Have you ever try to audit 

Other folks and their uniqueness

And learn by what mode

Do they gauge their own?

Now listen:

'Does your uniqueness 

Tells you others 

Are not better than you ?'

Be careful at this point 

 It will turn out stale for you 

But if you happen to beat others 

In their game

Who re better than you

Then it means 

You re the greatest 

But if you fail 

In understanding

 most powerful algorithm 

To rank uniqueness 

So that you can be the greatest 

Then keep quiet 

In your obscurity 

New Dawns

In all awkward dreams

In all stupid works of arts

In all dreary mode of hardwork

 Lies the praise of beautiful mornings 

And the glow of new dawns,

Some

Some ways are obscene 

Some paths are silly

Some pathways turn you mad

Some roads are obscure

Regardless of what they say

But they bring wonderful results 

Hidden Gems

Underneath my beautiful face

Lies my darkened dreams 

Darkened heart and hidden gems

A little less you can see

A little less you can judge

A Race

The hearts will not stop beating 

The feet will not stop crawling 

And still will not stop walking 

And still will not stop running 

Till all dreams are hatched

At the feet of golden feet 

There is no end 

O to the running of race

Of a lifetime 

Second life

Sometimes we may not know it

 time let you waste your time

Waste it very  much 

that you can learn 

from the concept 

and concert of wasted time

It stoop so low its facade of patience

Many don't learn from the wasted concert 

But to those who learn at their drool

It often gives them a second life

Sweet Waves

Life come in waves

Of terrible and sweet winds

First the terrible waves 

Then second with the sweet waves

If you learn and understand 

The first waves then let you get

A second life 

Blessed with the sweet waves

With pretty white caps

Dancing at your golden feet

When you least expect it

Beyond your wild cat 

And your wildest dreams 

It comes with with miracle 

Of appointed times 

To disrupt much earlier bad waves

So forcefully forceful in severe storm

That it pull it away in bitterest feet

Drowned in your wonderful feat

Blow your breath away 

To celebrate the golden Herald 

Of the sweet waves 

Prove Your Sanity

When darkness comes

Then the storms come too

When darkness recedes 

And evanesce 

Light returns 

Will your heart not be broken again?

Otherwise it returns back to darkness 

But if you maintain your sanity 

Light returns 

As long as you maintain your sanity 

Light always remains

Truth of your environment 

Being stable 

With positive outcome 

Is the full proof 

Of your sanity 

Prove your sanity 

Inelasticity

A great love widely known

May die someday

When its elastic is fully stretched

And badly stressed and looses sparks

But a silent love never dies 

And very much inelastic 

And never looses the spark 

The spark is eternal 

And flame not a fable 

Good Love is often hidden 

Bad love is sometimes 

Too publicized and shallow 

Do not advertise too much 

What you love

How do you true love?

By the fibre

"Inelasticity "

Struggle

First the storms come 

Then aesthetic is mastered

Then beauty come later

When darkness recedes 

Into the dungeon of darkness 

For the beauty of light 

To be seen in both night 

And broad daylight.

What do you call this attempt?

I call it nothing 

But 

Struggle 

Rugged voices

The voices will still fly 

And will be heard 

And no matter what 

Will still breach the sky 

And evade the clouds 

And still at last will be heard

No one can stop 

Rugged voices absolutely 

Unstoppable 

With wonderful pens

That keep crying forever 

Rugged voices vs wonderful pens

Oh all is still rugged voices

Either spoken 

Or running from its tap

The wonderful pens 

Undermining The Historical Essence In the Mordern Architecture of Growth And Development.part one

The particularity of historical essence seemingly defines our entire existence ànd we re forbidden from the luxuries of human dignity when we re lost from the rationalistic incorpotion of human intergrity.Then we seem to loose our most ideal contact with the society at large undermining the strategic course of social interaction in the mutual engineering of growth and development in mordern society.Given the pluralised fact that the immense acculturation of the social relation ethics that underpins the strategic interaction of human relations and all forms of relations in the collective demographics of social order architecture tends to maintain the sanity of social relation though often too late in the strategic demand of growth and development.The attainment of historical essence cannot define the essence of human intergrity where there is a mutual disconnect from the consumption of arts that discountenances the interaction of human relations and social relation to avert though subconsciously via the anathematized concept of growth and development in the most assailed context of social effect.We do not subscribe to the golden effect of necessity once it is inapposite and inappropriate to the yearnings of historical essence to which all mortals are naturally intertwined and mutually connected.The paradigm shift of historical growth and development tends to defy the true diameters of growth and development and the periphery of the growth and development essence ruptured from the bulk large interaction between human development and social development on one hand and human development and economic development on other hand.The practice of social engineering specifically entails until the consumption of arts and crafts and construction of arts has learned to a great extent learn to utilize human relations via human development to prioritize the historical essence of growth and development beyond the strategic confines of natural growth and development there can be no true growth and development in the mordern landscape of socioeconomic engineering.Elusive growth is common where development engineering of growth and development system is not embarked upon in the lost egalitarian context.We endanger development system and gross dearth of development engineers and absymal and absurd texture of development incorporation when the top is dismembered from the quagmire of the bottom of growth and development.The top echelon of growth and development should be the bottom frontiers of development should raise the hitherto bottom frontiers into the top echelon of development program and fundamental routinization of its operational discharge.

The mordern architecture of growth and development is entrenched on the reproachable lackadaisical mentorship of warped growth and development to definitely defy the primordial influence of historical essence of mankind and historical essence of growth and development in the other hand.The aggrandized benefits of prejudicial politics consume the use of arts rather haphazardly to deny the most ideal quality and quantity of thoughts and tradition including the magnitude and scaleable momentum of growth and development badly needed in the civilization of public system.We cannot refine history in utter oblivion of the golden nuggets of historical essence and much more of a calamity to permit the fabled growth of history rather than the fabulous growth of historical essence that seemingly defines in the concrete architecture of growth and development.The cumulative lacuna of growth and development keep the dilatory momentum piling up the indebtedness of artistic effects from the contour of deficiency of artistic personalities fallen from grace and moral dysfunctioning liability of the successive generations to quantify the strategic quality and cumulative networth of the impending historical dividends of the posterity.The lucrativity of historical essence from the historicistic point of view is the redress of historical contraption with the ballooning context of historical milestones as functional keystones of fundamental historical reconstruction of broken times.The fundamentals of the fundamental logic of human existence is betrayed by the cumulative lacuna of much forfeited historical essence and the breaking apart of most ideal quality and quantity of growth and development in mordern society.The much vaunted size of objective followership in this critical use of strategic thinking suffers dearth of artistic personalities and the wherewithal to recover from this quagmire and ever growing moral deficiency of historical essence widens this traverse of historical essence including embarrassing mileages of massive development gap from the development market.The magnitude of population potentials decline absymaly in the most absurd trenches of unattained historical reconstruction.The objective respite of historical restructuctions with no objective leverage of historical restructurings giving the key alibi for the rational consumption of arts to revert back to the true construction and attainment of historical essence.It brings into alignment the massive gap of historical deficiency and the wherewithal to amortize the ballooning context of historical deficiency and the skyrocketed unattainability of the most ideal historical reconstruction of this failed essence.The practice of growth and development is infertile where objective admissibility of relative facts and figures is not undermined in the critical responsibility of human relations and social relation over the objective task of historical amortization schedules.We bridge the lacuna by amortization and amortization schedules of the identified historical deficiency.To return back to the attainment of this historical essence via the consumption of arts and attainment of historical reconstruction respectively.