November 22, 2016

THE BEING OF MAN AND NATION BUILDING



CHAPTER 2
The being of man is  extremely  complex  in  human  society  and indeterminate .Man by nature is evil parochial unconcilliatory conciliatory and can be good by nature only if  he  so wills Evidence of  history  abound  to prove this indisputable fact .In philosophy self preservation is the very first law of human nature. This might have encouraged the parochialism in man which is in turn the very first law of  self preservation .This propensity is prevalent  in capitalist world of Adam Smith which preaches preservation of self interest and competition acting against each other to regulate free market Ninety years after Wealth of Nations. Karl  Marx was to  make the most  rebellious and portentous declaration of how capitalism  slowly proceeded but reluctantly and ineluctably  into doomsday . The existentialist philosophers such  as Kierkegaard , Sartre ,  Heidegger , Kant by modern teaching believed that man is alone in a meaningless world  that he is completely free to choose his action  and that his actions determine his nature .
Man as Marx claimed  is not natural a being  but’ human natural being’ whose being is for himself [Carver,1983], human[constructive] and [deconstructive/destructive ] inhuman parochialism is at work here .He described man as biological [aggressive jealous and territorially protective ], sociological and psychological [autonomous self reflective and creative using constructive parochialism[ altruism] in the society ] .Man ’s dual nature  and  manicheanistic bias  was captured  by this admiration and also sees man as capable of limitless thinking conceptual problem solving and autonomous in innovative  activity and can harmonize  social and  community  relations .On the other hand  man is capable of  substituting  oppressive power for creative power while safeguarding his heteronomous nature . Or might set up barriers rather than build bridges to other communities  [Bottomore ,1991] ,[Iyanda,2001] .
 The constraints imposed by life challenges tends to influence this nature in man .Long before Marx ancient  political philosophers have ascribed similar attributes to man ‘s nature .From Plato and Aristotle down to Hegel  Marx and Engel and Lenin by the nature of their philosophies and writings certain basic common  underlying principles unite them ; Such as the culture structure and origin of the state and most importantly the  nature of man .Plato believes that ordinary men are both selfish and rational and all men are potential tyrants .Commenting in this light Aristotle affirmed  that human beings are inherently wicked .
In the Leviathan Hobbes  concluded that men love liberty and the ability to dominate their fellow men although Locke holds that man’s nature  is inherently  good  .In the Citizen Locke also observed that man should be restrained from fear of coercive power or else every man will distrust each other .Contrary to this dissenting opinions Marx and Engel believe that the prevailing pattern and nature  of production and distribution of wealth  determines the nature of man .They were quick to point out in the anatomy of class struggle that economic mode of production in every era determines the political and intellectual antecedence of that era .
It is true that an average humanity is capable of this dualistic expression and potentially he by nature is an indeterminate human superior and capable of unleashing pain and pleasure good or horror and  evil on the society should his right be denied him. We make bold  to affirm that inequalities of wealth in every society of the world is unusually very high and about 80 percent of world population do not have economic right. The human institution is highly impugned , insensitive government  abound  everywhere and infinite potential unusually abhorred  . Managing human resource therefore constitutes the most difficult task of all life cultural endeavors.
This is naturally expedient thing to observe because in the  Marxian theory of surplus value man is the only producer of  surplus value which relates  to man’s unlimited capability on the ground that all other factors of production parade material finiteness. That he is a limitless thinker justified this axiom . According to Marx  , human labor contributed this value that is appropriated into wealth by capitalists . Human capital is the most productive capital . For instance ,  in the Jakarta  Plan while the country ’s  physical capital accounts for  16percent  of its wealth formation and natural wealth about 20 percent , human capital gulps 64percent close to twice the above .[Iyanda, 2001] .
Where economic right is  heavily abhorred or where circumstances benefited some to the repugnance of the wishes of the  majority and those  powerful likely to be affected by change may thwart effort to protect the statusquo.Eileen Wolf described this suffering class as victims who are  threatened by change Wolf victims of insensitive  change are  the majority poor in the society . Victims of mass deprivation may find no alternative  than to revisit the same  offence  back to the society or to insensitive government  which has contributed to the ordeal  as consequences . For a larger part  of human history  it has been the major  cause of social instability and intermittent crisis and global  wars .This is common in the territory that failed to invest in its people  .
It can be contended for instance that for close to 50 years since independence the underlying thesis is that Nigeria as a country measured development  in terms of physical structures or the number  of construction  cranes operating at a time contrary to Jakarta  plan .It has largely ignored the most crucial element of development. Physical infrastructure though good is not the basis of development but only the outcome of development. Unfortunately Nigeria today has more two thousand state owned companies with no adequate skills to man them. The end result is phenomenal deindustrialization shrinking formal market and passive oil wealth .Of course poor capacity ordinarily leads to poor nation building and gross under development  truncating potential density of development.
Other statistics are scary as they cut across every sector of the economy .Using the nation as a case study which constitutes one-sixth of African population it is the same story across the continent where 70-80% of SSA region population lived below poverty line .The panacea as observed in building capacity for sustainable development is to harness the informal sector  not through public noise  by policy makers and industry regulators which has persisted for decades in the developing territories defying every attempted resolve .
     MEETING  DEVELOPMENT  PLANNING CHALLENGES
                                IN   NIGERIA
Learning to climb the Ladders of  development and value chain is a fundamental resource  and a demanding choice  of  man , communities and nations worldwide . We  remember Abraham Maslow’s hierarchy of  needs
.It ’s easy to get stuck in a psychological trap when consideration is given to basic physiological needs such as houses foods capital clothes cars and various facilities that guaranteed comfortable living .As these needs mature or are attained they cease to be motivators of performance as man’s preference and precedence move up the value chain craving for  further satisfaction and sustainability in the everyday complicated challenges ..Nations and economies share the same burden like Man facing emotional challenges that is particularly more important in a sensible society that values  national precedence beyond mere frivolous parochial or alternative competing needs .
Since development is a binding factor of humanity an attempt to define this subject is as long as humanity can remember but by 1960 became specifically important and more prominent in various academic literature and scholarly references .This era witnessed the universal declaration of global development decade . According to UN . development means people and welfare remains its essence goals and objectives when measured in real terms [ quality of life index ] .Contextually , Todaro  [1997: 70] and Igun [2004] in general terms break them down  emphasized the craft of development into the following :
n  Increase in availability of basic means of life such as food shelter healthcare and protection with sustainable enhanced distribution ;
n  Increase in standard of living such as higher income higher education better jobs together with increase in human self esteem  and cultural net worth ;
n  Increase in citizenry freedom, economically independent nation freedom from alien people from ignorance misery and servitude .
Whitehead [1982] also emphasizes the need for 6 basic  means of life namely : Healthcare/Medicare  ; housing ; land ; clothing ; foods ; and
Water. HDI –Human development index  is a combination of  these  indicators necessary to ensure adequate standard of living .The UNDP/ HDI  approach at measuring development stresses the need for human welfare and denotes human welfare as the ultimate essence of any development planning basinal  process be it social  and economic imperatives .To measure prosperity it also stresses economic efficiency over all units in the society.
In the 1990 report UNDP specifically emphasizes the need for growth and development process should involve social and economic equity where conducive environment is created both collectively or socially  and individually . But there are no philosophy supporting this greatest vision and provision in the history of man .This eventually find a voice in neomarxism . The provision  enables the underprivileged in the society to harness their full potential for the purpose of leading a fulfilled  productive and creative life [UNDP1990:5] .Similarly , the rise  of sustainable human development concept was borne out of desire to sustain credible antecedence of HDI or any development attained in the field .Brundtland commission 1987 quoted in UNDP report on Human development 200/01 defines it thus as ‘meeting the needs of the present generation  without jeopardizing ‘the needs of’ the future generation ’.This rhymes with Fiona Harvey definition of sustainable development  in 2007 .
According to UNDP certain key elements form the concept of sustainable human development .This includes :
n  Development of the people ; Development for the people ; and Development by the people . The first notion  entails human capabilities and health enhancement  so that they can motivate people to participate fully in life .While the least emphasizes the need to  provide opportunity to every citizen  to participate fully in the development process ; the 2nd notion entertains belief in creating and providing equal priviledge for all people to have a fair share of benefits that flow from economic growth .This can be regarded as equalitarian or universal development that neomarxism preaches .
n  The UNDP human development report [1993]  say :This can be not be possible especially development by the people  without a spread of political social and economic power  to all .With such type of dispersal the social political and economical framework and functioning of the society can easily be influenced by the people giving them a sense of belonging in their nation  .According to the report it is a core element  of  human development .But the fact is clear :without a radical transformation of macroeconomic ideology and a review of the study of economics that constrains equilibrium in the sharing of wealth , it can never be possible
n  Human development is indeed a sacrosanct core element of the concept and nature  of development . The report graphically maintained that :
n  This view of human development implies that people by right should have access to a variety of avenues for exercising power .Its logic suggests that participation is both  a  means and an end and that the decentralisation  of government is desirable for its  sake .The mechanism through which people may exert influences can vary widely ; as individuals they can cast a vote or engage in entrepreneurial activities ,as groups they can form community organizations of different types  or belong to trade unions or ethnic associations . High levels of participation give natural expression to human capabilities -……………………………[UNDP,1998 : 4] / [ rephrased and requoted  by Igun[2004] .
n  It also noted gross inequities and highly disadvantaged people are increasingly marginalized from this power market which are usually the poor from women ,  children  and pious segment of the population and ethnic minorities .


          THE  CONCEPT AND NATURE OF  DEVELOPMENT
Despite lofty provision for development and the maturity of development concept in some countries of the world and the giant strides made in the economy of development ,  mass development and infact the nature of  development on its own is persistently under siege even in the  advanced countries irrespective of landslide being recorded in science and technologies ,  the world today is still yet  to have a universal development ideology or a macro philosophy that unify the entire fabric of  humankind.  .
Sectarian , racial and quintessential  national interest besides usually  this economy is in crisis beginning from the dawn of human civilization . The Law of development which is in most cases the law of culture  says that: a nation must first have a  developmental philosophy ; and secondly should also observe  the great charters of liberty [GCL] as the constitution of mass development ; and then thirdly maintain and sustain its leverage, density  and tradition through robust bibliocracy when cultivated with the most appropriate and most affordable cultural system a society can find. In the succeeding chapters we explore  the abuse of the Law using Africa as the case study, Nigeria and America to some extent and the world at large  and certain syndromes and infections inherent in the abuse  befalling the nature of the society to unleash the rise and fall of great history and great civilization respectively .We also chart a new era for the continent in its ability to regain development density . A new chapter is opened in world history with  the rise of neomarxist era to achieve the goals and provisions of UNDP oriented to CREATE EGALITARIAN WORLD  as noted in above analysis .No society developed and sustained development without this law and no civilization had been sustainable fully  indicated how  depraved   they were perennially against  this ethos   . This remorseless abuse usually led to the fall of great civilizations that persisted till this day

November 17, 2016

THE LIFE AND PROFILE : BIOGRAPHY OF SOUNDSULTAN- Part 6

Besides Aiyemi- Deinde Ft. Soundsultan , He Did Remix Of King Of My Country With W. Jean. Sound Sultan Like His Few Fellow Big Ticket Musicians In The Country , Whose Indellible Footprints Have Been In The Sands Of Time, Has Also Had His Own Fair Share Of Awards And Endorsements .In 2012, He Won Headies Award For His Album ; He Had Several Accolades With The Nigerian Entertainment Awards As Its Most Favourite Artist Among Other Awards ; He Signed Multimillion Naira Endorsement Deal With M.T.N. And Also Became A United Nation Peace Ambassador,in A Checkered Career That Is Scandal Free And A Tested Role Model For The Nigerian Youths.In 2015 , He Released Another Hit Single Entitled " Remember" After A Long Absence From The Music Scene , The Last Hit Prior To His Seventh Album. With A Career Spanning Close To Three Decades, He Has Had No Regret Whatsoever , For Venturing Into Music After All ,inspite Of Accelerating Proportion Of Piracy In The Industry ,Tearing The Country Apart ,We Say, Bravo Soundsultan.

THE LIFE AND PROFILE: BIOGRAPHY OF SULTAN - Part 5

It Is On Record,That The First And The Only Collabo That Launched Whizkid To Limelight Came From Soundsultan.As Events Turn Out,He Could Easily Recall ThisWonderful Experience,In A Birthday Wish To Whizkid To Put To Bed The Rumoured Clashes Between Them.He Was Fond OfThis Memory Way Back In 2014 When He Wrote:"I Always Remember The Day,You Called Me On The Phone.I Was Like,You Ain't A Girl!Then You Must Be A Kid"He Said'Yes"Whizkid !"And So The Rest Became History And Almost A Decade After,Whiz As A Prefix Of His Stage Sobriquet Has Made A Lot Of Sense,After The Collabo Turned Whizkid Into A Household Name That Has Come Stay,Indeed,A Global Brand. Soundsultan Collabos Occuppied Collection Shelf On Some Of The Best 30 Collabos Ever Recorded In The Nigerian Music Industry.Recorded Feats Such As Chindinma Feat Soundsultan- Jankolikoko ; Sound Sultan Ft. 2face - Bushmeat; Soundsultan- Orobo( Remix) Ft. Flavour N ' Abania ; 2face Ft. Soundsultan- Enter The Place; Soundsultan Ft. Wyclef Jean ( Remix ;

THE LIFE AND PROFILE : BIOGRAPHY OF SOUNDSULTAN-Part 4

He Had Released About 6 Albums So Far,As Evidenced By Discography Below:2001- Kpeeeeeeew;2004,Textbook ;2007- Naija007;2008 ,SS4 ; 2010 , Back From Future;2012, Me My Mouth And Eye.The First Four Were Released Under Kenny Music And The Rest Under Ninja . Notable Single Or Track,Released In Recent Times Include" Monsura"Featuring Olamide,Everything Is Everything And A Host Of Others.He Has Featured In Various Tracks Such As V J Adams ",New Single "Define Rap" Featuring M. I. Abaga,IcePrince And Vector.Award Winning Rapper,Song Writer,Producer And Actor Like His Brother Who Has Had 8 Albums As The First Singer To Do So And Earlier Been Fiercely Competed By 9ice As The First Nigerian Singer To Notch Seven Albums,Has Also Taken The Game To The Next Level,With The Delayed Release Of His Seventh Album "Out Of The Box" OOTB Featuring Tubaba,Patoranking , Sarkodie From Ghana , Olamide Among Others,Bringing The House Down Once Again,In Another Round Of Thriller As Secular Minstrels.

THE LIFE AND PROFILE: BIOGRAPHY OF SOUNDSULTAN-Part 3

Over The Years, As Earlier Noted,He Has Also Been Instrumental In The Discovery Of Great Artistes Through His Outfit,producing The Likes Of BlackSoundsultan,Shawn, Young Grey C ,Karmadarapper Signed To Ninjas.His Working Relationship With Wyclef Jean Started Through The Collabo When He Featured Alongside Tubaba And Faze On A Song."Welcome To Haiti: Creole101" In An Album Entitled " Proud To Be African"Their Collabo Includes Two Other Projects Like " King Of My Country"2009 And " People Bad" 2012 ,and Later Became A U. N. Ambassador In 2012.He Was Married To An Ibo Girl Chichi Morah And They Have Two Kids.He Enjoyed A Cordial Relationship With Tuface Who Was Also His Best Friend On The Wedding Day.He By 2015 Had Recorded 6 Good Albums As Evidence By The Discography Below:2001-Kpseeeeeeew;2004- Textbook;2007-Naija007;2008- SS4;2010-Back From Future ; 2012-Me,My Mouth And Eye.The First Four Albums Were Released Under Kennis Music While The Last Two Above Were Released Under His Record Label, Ninja,an Imprint

November 15, 2016

THE LIFE AND PROFILE: BIOGRAPHY OF SOUNDSULTAN-Part 2

In One Of The Shows,he Emceed , He Was Instrumental,To The Discovery Of Raw Nwame And Notable Names Like P. Square.In 2000,he Released His First Single Entitled "Jagbajantis"And It Became An Instant Hit And A Classic Song Of The Day.He Was Signed To Kennis Music,And Also Featured In Other Peoples 'music ,through Collabos And The Likes. He Released Four Albums Under Kennis Music And By July,2008,His Contract Expired And Later Teamed Up With His Brother,Baba Dee To Start'Naija Ninjas'a Franchise That Was Brainchild Behind A Record Label,A Clothing Line And A Production Outfit. Though He Started As A Rapper But Later Switched To Afrobeat, Soul,Fuji And R& B,giving Him A Diverse Style And A Broad Genre Of Music.His Belief On The Importance Of Message In A Song That It Conveys Rather Than The Genre Of Music Itself For Judging An Artist ,could Only Come Out Of The Most Underrated Nigerian Heavyweight Musician.Under Naija Ninjas,He Released"Back From Future -2010".

THE LIFE AND PROFILE: BIOGRAPHY OF SOUNDSULTAN- Part 1

The Nigerian Hiphop Artist Popularly Known As Sound Sultan By The Real Name Olanrewaju Fasasi , Was Born In Nov. 27 , 1976, As The 4th Child Of The Six Children To The Muslim Family Of Fasasi Liadi Alarape As The Father , And Fasasi Adeyinka Ajarat As The Mother In A Thrilling Geneology That Has Revolutionised Annals Of Music Industry In The Country. He Attended Stepping Stone Nursery And Primary School - 1981-87 And Later Moved To Federal Government College , Ogbomosho -1988-1993 .He Then Proceeded To Acquire A University Degree In Geography And Regional Planning From Lagos State University In 1999. His Early Influence Came From His Elder Brother , Baba Dee And By 1991 ,had Taken Interest In Music,writing His Own Lyrics As Well As Well Miming Other People's Songs , Learning How To Play Guitar.He Finally Formed A Band In 1999 And Later Started Hosting Shows To Raise Money For Recording. He Is Great Discoverer Of Talents And Notable Names That Have Now Taken Ove

A LAND WITH GAUCHY CLOUDS- Part 2

Socket,they Sport With Gauchy Clouds And Never Reach The Harvest ,Tending To Refrain From The Knuckles Of The Sun, Its Sullen State Cuts Deep The Broken Bones,Toppled By Droopy Sag Of Sordid Eyes And Fragile Feet,Supplanted In The Valley Of Indecision And Procrastination, All Dignity The Winds Slay,to Smite The Sunshine Of A New Day Even Before Its Shoots Its Radicle,Nightmare In Their Domains,Tentacle And Beyond,Saunters The Globe, When A Light Dims And Sparkle Go Off,Who Shall We Blame-a Leader Or The Follower?Who Shall They Blame- Passing The Buck?No One Is Exonerated But The Soil Upon Which Leadership Is Rottened Carry Heavier Brunt,For The Destiny Of A Nation Is Interred In The Hands Of Its People,This Shallow Countersink And Empty Space,Shall Tread To Hold Onto This Truth That Could Save Its Sinking Ship,This One Meaningful Split,Eternity Bargaining For Change,Should Not Betray,A Land With Gauchy Cloud,Venom Of The World,Sheol Of The Living,Tread The Mill! Let Thinkers Return And Gauchy Clouds Depart.

A LAND WITH GAUCHY CLOUDS- Part 1

All Lands'Groan Over Strange Seeds Sown Sometimes Turn Stale As Many Do,And Some Taste Sweet,OSweet Flowers'Distant Memory,My Motherland Cry,I Set On A Chilly Weather,The FateOf Our Golden Commonwealth Unveiled,Warm Still For Every Round Of Inquisitorial Roil,Morning And Night,It Trickles Me With Wonderment,through Tilt Of My Broken Tendon,Dizzying My Cephallic Index,Retarded Psyches , Retinue Of Flippant Dunces,Ricocheted This Hollow Earth,Greatly Frozen,In Their FreewheelingNuances Of Figmenting Spaces,They Pale Seasons Dry,With Their Stinging Bees,the Morose Earth Moans And Desert Behind Them,And Nothing No Manure Is Left In Their Footprint,To Rebuild A Broken Posterity Threatened With Bigger Gale,And Behind Them A Desertcountry Stays At Home Forevermore,This Vile Of Sloven Weather In ItsHateful Perch,Never Departs,RotteningThe Land Beyond Curse,Unhappiness And Horror,Evidenced With Gauchy Clouds,To SomeDespicable And Unspeakable Depth,Sockets In Their Eyes Show No Remorse,with Crusty Foam ofill-thoughted

SLOTH INFEST

Shall I Not Compare To The Eagle That Is Dead In Flight,Dead In Transit,Thou Art More Sloth As Indolent Than Thy Nature Seems,Stormy Clouds Shake Thy Bud Afray,And Dunghill Falls,At Thy Beneath,Too Often, Sometimes, The Dusk,Cast Thee,Tardy To Ignore,And Often Sloth Is Dainty Arrow,That Resist To Varnish,And Every Dusk From Dusk,Sometimes Glow And Grow,By Volition,The Art Is Grown Unnerved,And Addiction Fades Not From Subconscious Wills Of The Mortals Nor From The Binges Upon Which It Is Hewn,Nor Sloth Its Sinewy Nor Snub Its Arrows And Rainbows In The Sky,When Tis DecayThou Eateth Deep Tis The Bone Marrow,So Long As Man Could Feel And Work,So Long May It Abide That It Gives Life To The Infest Whereon Sloth Abides,It Is The Stinging Arrow Of The Negligent Abhor Of Time,Its Stormy Winds,Its Bearers Cannot Survive,Hitting Deep Like A Tornado When Barns Are Sloth-Dry ,Silos Are Sloth-dry And Granary-dry,And Every Sower Receives And Reaps A Modicum Of What Is Sown,Shall We Sow Sloth To Reap HayAnd Make Hays ?

SCRAGGLY PLANT- 2

Sing The Song Of Your Motherland , And Shine Its Light Aboard, That Magic Lantern , Lightened On A Lectern As If With Burning Heat To Trigger Ablaze Ashes Of Thatched Roof Above , With Waves Riding Seaward, Of Winds Blown In The Right Direction, Frolic As Huntsmen And Rollicking As Freedmen , We Shall Be Proud Of Its Apple Bough,grandiose Orchard, Horticultured Realm,glamourous Boulevaard , Landscaped Architecture,of New Clouds , Happy As The Heart ,flying With High Heels And High Fields , Frollicking Starbucks , As Voluptuary Hounds Of A Virgin Land, O Time , Let It Play Tis The Grand Poetry Of Sweet Roses, Garland Be, Mourning Earth , Shall Never Cease And Lo, Scraggly Plant , The Shalt Be Your End .

SCRAGGLY PLANT

This Scraggly Plant Of A Scoundrel , With A Stolid Sun And Sombre Mist Of The Unsullied Rays , Of Tempting Brook ,of The Mean Woods And Declining Moon, Gallivanting Its Mean Shores, Doth Mishit To silence The High And Low Cliffs,It Was A Allegory That The Juxtaposed Stars As Well As Eliptical Oval Of The Sun Is Broken Before Dawn,Such Allegory For Her To Die,in The Midst Of Pastime Of Gilded Pasture,hurdled Against Her Barndoor,Someday Would Surmise, A Far More Miserable Mist And Day,imprecated By Broken But Blazing Sun,mocked Loudly And Gently ,worn Out Upon Its Trail, Distracted Articulated Kinsfolk,With The Clothings Of Othello's Jackass,still Fiddling With The Monotony Of Babylonian Stonework,Stripes Of Magnetic Iron Foundry,swirled In A Studded Alley To Hoover Over This Sport Of Pathless Trod,Of Restless Nights, Detest To Mutter Retreats, Calved By Invidious Faiths And Insidious Intent That Smokes Its Muddle Over Sloven Mist,Still Slipped By The Terrace,Ever To Refute A Pellucid Leap And Fallen Asleep.

October 13, 2016

MORNING HELL- Part 4.


 A morning is like a golden light ray ,shining our darkness , a pathfinder of glorious destiny
Hell In The Morning Is A Brother Of Planlessness,of The Protrusive Morning And All Men Are The Architects Of Their Destiny Wherein They Bargain What The Future Holds.That Coat Of Frail Deeds That Ends A Ghasly Lurk Of Nebulous night,cannot Guarrantee Nor SalvageThe Docking Of An Unfolding Morning.When Blind Eyes Flashes Forth Like A Meteor,Glorious Night And Glorious Morn Vamoose With Its Goodier Art And We Cannot Praise A Golden Morn To Leaden The Craft Of Yonder Nights,that Grief For Ages Cannot Seek.Yet,OneSoft Morning Glow,banishesInto Eternity,its Virago Of Relentless Storms.On A Bare Platform,we Wail For The Nirvana,knoweth Not Where The Gauntlet IsFallen,and InAmple Rotund,We Alarm In The Midst Of Wallows,biles And Billows Of Dreamland,left As Indellible Footpr ontInThe Forgotten Sands Of Time.Morning AsThe Oracle Of Time,OnItsTrojan Horse,slips Away Morning Hell As Sweet And Sad Tales OfThe Morning Of NoReturn.That Morningthat Slips Not By Like A Sloth Seems Justified,I Am The Bliss Before My Time ..

MORNING HELL - Part Three

But Is Blessed By Nobody.When You Are Awakened In Thy Damn Dead Gorgeous Summerhouse,still Cannot Find A Shade Elsewhere In The Milky Way,to Coax Thy Galazy And The Grave Cannot Contain Thee,in Thy Embelished Ogre-hunting Of The Day.How Many Of These Slippery Birds,could Encircle,And Outwit Thy Eagles-in-flight And Overturns This Hewn Of Haggard Frail Nature,Tangled In A Dog Eat Dog Pontoon Of Terrestrial Fleeting Species,incarcerated By Its Virtual Cycle,that Blazes,Above The Sky And Starry Nights?Damned On Its Shabby Art,overwhelms These Birds Of Passage And Ontologies, Who Kick UpThe Daisies,many Times,BeforeTheirTime.Morning As A Glorious Oracle Of Time,IsPrecariously Unknown,Due To Its Cultism,a Trenchant Horse,with Its Wolves,glaring AsTact And The Past And The Future,cannot Contain Them.Do Not Gloat Over Forgotten But Gentlenight,to Rollick Its Gaiety,but A Violent Night That Ends Ghastly Lurks And Keeps Men On Their Toes As Chef Of A Pending But Tumultuos,glorious Morning.That Coat Of Nebulous Ados..

MORNING HELL- Part Two

Over Its Waiting Pools,rivers,seas And Lakes,to calf its young,beyond the depth and height of what a soul can Create Nor Felt, And Spurred By Amazing Grace , That Marvels Upon Which This Shore Of Teleology, Is Encrusted On The Golden Sands Of Time. Smiles,Joys, Sorrows , Tears ,relief,grief , Do Not Meet To Ignite More Than They Know , Care A Hoot , Do And When The Knight Of Old Is Dead- Known , The Morning Flies Away Eternities With Fury Of Hell. The Sky Drops Back ,like A Waiting Servant , Waiting Upon His Master , Drops Back Like Stones ,upon The Earth And The Seaswings Tossed Up By Storms Are Its Pinions Above Its Ordinary Gybes. Stress Not Thy Varicose Of Macho Nerves,for Morning ,the King Of The Day , Is Plaited Not With Such Applique Nor Clothed With Such Foul-Apparel. Providence By Charters Is Granted,to Her Once And Everyone Morning ,Is Like A Bird In Transit,that Flies And Never Returns,on The Same Circuit. Thou, O Morning , The Divinity Of Benediction, Thou Blesses Omnibus Bird Of Passage But Is...

MORNING HELL- Part One

The Forest With The Wooded Trees,pliant Plants And Docile Species,effervescence Of Nature's Ballistic Hewn,Like A Whole Caboodle OfTangled Bird Marooned In Its Bracket Of Conjugal Knot,relentlessly Cuddled To Its Breastplate,hanging Obstinately To Its Spring Of Breeches Buoy,waltzing Through The Spring,the Summer,the Autumn And The Winter,brazenly,bask Upon The Glitters Of Its Glamourous But Clamourous Wings Of Nature's Virtual Cycle.The Moving Creatures ,stuck As Delectable AsEver,Breach No Peace,In Their Ecosystem,and Sky Blazons,burning Life With The Biosynthesis Of Water,air,earth And Vapour,Flying Above The Sky And The Cosmos,with The Wings Of The Eagles Onflight,kicking The Ball In Their Eliptical Rigmarole And Hunted By The Conscience Of Nature,even Beyond Its Shores Of Imaginative Impulse.Amidst Still Waters,paddling The Cannoe Of Wildlife Biosynthetic Re-groove ,ferried By Companionable Drift,on Its Still Waters,breezes Of Air,breathing WithThe Mast Of Morning Glows,flying,dancing,birth And Breeding

October 12, 2016

THE HELL OF A WOMAN SCORNED



The Hell Of A Woman  Scorned

An excerpt from the 'Dance Of The Macabre '

A new book of Poetry by the Blogger

With  scorching sun purpled crusted visage,it howls  ,
Garnished by weeping morn  and frenzied dusk ;
A rubicund ,twice fairer than its sallow and vile shadow,
Cast on the open mines of sick-thoughted gall;
With more brawls and brawn at her lilies
than the whole of surest villains and vilest summers  
And haunted by beguiling sport  at her beck .


Twice as short as trembling passion on a withering lawns
Enraged her pleading tongue; gan she not prone to ire
Derision-hood enveloped the pith of fair villains ;
Harrrowing the dunghill,
At her beckoning harvest canst not come where tillage
Had long withered ,
And where bickering trenches had long tarried as the
punny caisson of a starry and straining harp ,
Plead thou o legend ,let the fickle bid thee a farewell ,
Filthy cannons and virulent cannonade slammed,
 From the pleading tongue that banished tranquility .


Still blushing  hung on the brash tide of ire and
petulant –mean savage broth,
Thou o defacto  loud-scorned  Neanderthal  and Mongolian  fickle
Castrate dunghill to bid farewell,
Stuck gizzard didst not douse  storm adnauseam  with much ado ,
Feisty and feistier capped with feign garb to clown its vestige,
Fanatic and feckless  didst its filch of venerated cascade ?
The falconry cannot be falconed nor faulted and fait accompli itself
Betrays the betrayal .


Foul of esteem ,vacuous plainant, poof of pointificate and a  ghoul of macabre
Maverick sleeps again,
Thus blighted and knighted with plethora  foul  -dreams of a weeping
 morn ,
Drawn from the ridicule of the maddening season into the entangled
Nightmare of a quivering dawn,
And lo,they breathe again,
One calls him bitch and then calls him a clown  conjured her high
Fore head
Driven headlong with scarlet up and failing sport .
Her five foot stone aggressionlike frenzy looses pace  and
regaining steam


Fondled by strangers onboard to perk the quivering thigh
How so doped he speaks her love bait and frenzy hooks
To gait forward lever ,never drowned by indignities of the seasons,
And so she lends her brute delectably for its dementia  frenzy
Callowed by studded bridle and fain sport ferry of jocular vulgars
Her amazons  twice fairer than  her shadow throws and  face itself
A flower of self -esteem ,nimbled –shelled  enough to draw  abiding
affection .

That growing fire stunned by madness of acrimony
And quenched by waning pleading tongue tied to its
Rudder  and fired by its beacon  ,
But so soon as she was away  aproned them in lustful  rapture
And hounded by poisoned chalice for the golden dawn ,
And so she blamed not her  amiss for the burning cheeks  sewered
 by  gallivanting girth  ,
On a sobering turf, blown away by candlestick of candour  as canalized
 by its regalia,
Ebbed by capillarity of camaraderie ,cannoodled  and hung on- callowed
by salacity,



And love soaring like the eagle doth anew begin and feedeth on a
steam of heavenly moisture -
‘’Look how am tied to thee ,pure   resistance  canst not resist this
downpour ,
Now under  thy lustful  eyes ,am fatigued as rivers and seas flow into
ocean,
Even thy worse is my delight  and flimsy intent cannot give until rapture
 is wooed at thy table
Lit with candles  and flames unbridled crest to tame my world ‘’
‘’Did he refute her  cross in fashion  ? Was I not servile at thy coy?
 But brawling brawn do  I detest  much fairy than  to give thee a contest till thou rein
them .
Then thou be mine even as thou  mine .


What thou seest  and lends thy remorse ,abscond thy suitor ,
And what seest mine shall hold the ground ,
That thou mayest  ponder ,thy wrinkled traits ‘’
‘’They cost me not a nickel much coveted like a rash in the face
With ready hands and undissolving passions eagerbeaver  to
turn away and doth moment by moment  shalt grow ,
Chants in thine ears for mine avidity to witness the sportish heart
Thine own heart in mine heart ,thine own strength in mine legs
 and hands,’’
Narcissus so they trigger a willing grouse


‘’Fend not those torches to light the jewel of change overswayed
 by necessity  ,
Upon that seeds ,shalt the jewel be sown for a singing dawn ,
Now burning eyes not smitten by burning gallows with fair plunge
Carols the sky for the groping winds .
Thine arts and eye dart mine for the burning coy to relish immortal
 change ,
Indeed ,thy zealous impatience envelops thy screeching  passion ,
Weeping in vile to sow intendments ,
See, how mine wretched castrates  succulent body  -your  abiding forest
Even sagging stances  befuddled grouching smash hit’’ .







And so he saith unto her in a hordes of somewhat
sarcastic pranks

-‘’Fondling with pantomime and caricature do not pay ‘
Why love to live and love to  die even in the fury of a woman
not scorned .
O forlorn queen of love being mad at thy remorse ,salve thee not
Is love by scorn for the smoulder of unwary suitor brought  down by
unwary spouses?
Now what shall she say ? Her madness undone and fait accompli
remorseless
Turns not away the  hands of the clock and fury of time
Vicariously ,she inveigles under her smitten garb ,that jewelry of
Peevish-girt  to hound wounds up unwary hoods.
Her nostrils and burning cheeks send out fire like hell to shoot  rashness
And immodest pride for slaughter of reckless art .
Sometimes ,she lies low and gully forth as sun falls and sun rises .
Nothing like hell of a woman scorned ,she veils her tents until she plunge
and strike  

But old folks ,gan she averted brashness,merry as were dead in the
 hell of a  scorned hell.
Household not knackered crested along and still yet ,they tell them
merrily ,
When thou lookest sad ,the bones that ache aches no more
Where lies the flower of esteem?
What a hell of taste dost thou excuse?
Look how my headaches and sick-thought dried up in the desert
With no oars
Make amends I entreat thee now.







Had thou not condescend   thy tremor  to steed 
And to lend chaste its headlong saddle-prowl
Till sobriety  and sobriquette alights to garner thee eulogy
A lifelong esteem  shalt thou not know and  sweating palms
Seized the pith of lifelong struggle ,
Bland and blandishment  ,bland and naïve so soon will thy chaste
No more thy trembling  bones ;
Wreathing brawn haunted in the wringing steam  that overflows
Its bank;
Hung over senile shafts ,profaned by filthy lucre and arts that coys ;
Can the unripe fruit be detached from the unripe harvest that yearly
grow to deplete?


O like a fairy tale ,impression is the taste of evidence even as evidence
 is the taste of facts;
Thou shouldst not think heavy  that thou mayest falter  and  vamoose
 from the earth’s increase;
From this increase thou shouldst feed  even as the surface thou shalt die
But the earth remains forever .


                                                 THE DIALOGUE
‘’I  ll’pay thee a price ,for thou lookest  no pale
And a ransom for the tranquil days
To let go the bimbo in this den of attrition
To fasten bleeding wounds before they sore so deeply
bone marrow
It is an honour  well deserved for tranquil days  and a
glorious dusk ‘’



The termagant  eavesdropping and enters ,with a  counterblast
petulance-mongering.
‘’Chide thee first thy abode ,you sadistic lour  of a gully  and mole
 of a  machismo ;
A bothersome bough of a botched guile ,a bouquet of brassy
buffoon ;
Brash-necked and a break neck –a brusque buckler of  brouhaha ;
Thou bulletin of savagery ,restrain this bunkum  and be no
foundest whatsoever .




You cheeky bone of cholera restrain from this household’’
Still blush to banish ……contd
‘’Jewel of hell …….whose jewel of hell ? The bolthole is no
 hiding place ;
In this den , days of carteblanche are over and begone thou
bitch of hell ‘.
’Furiously baritoned for virago ejection and stampede she
 did stampede.


‘’Cagey betrays thy nature ,in that nature thou art fouled ,what!’’
‘’Be not ashamed to welcome the unruly present to avert;
 Jungles of hell to come before they roost and here repel;
Come hither o Man salve now for tommorow’s gay and sell
 Intergrity;
Sell humour ,sell esteem ,save the fleeting vapours  for glorious
Dawn.


For more light to triumph over darkness and dark days to abate ;
Make no weary ,even then the battle line is drawn already.













October 10, 2016

GODDESS OF LOVE-Part 7

to observe the caverns of the deep.No One Is Born To Pay This Price Of Chaos,and It Is By Fate ,That ,we Are Crossed,fully Wrought In The Marvel Of Darkness.It Is Bound In Mystery ,not What Eyes Can See,not What Ears Can Hear,not What The Mind Can Think,not What Nassal Passage Can Smell,and Not What Emotion Can Feel,shrouded In Everlasting Mystery And Opened Only To The Goddess Of Love.Back Into The Void,we Halo Of Humours For Gallantry Of Horses,willing To Explore The Mountains,the Price We Pay,begins On This Reckoning,to Reach The Sky,where Our Stars And Glory Are Burried.The Skywings Are Extended Over The Stars Beneath And Above,rising And Dwindling Many Moments Of Glory At Once,of The Bulging Behemoth To Be Humbled And Sheep Clothings Exalted,in One Flurry Of Persistent Flow,still Further Above The Heaven Bliss.This Price DiscernsThrough The Deep And Save Me From The Scorn Of The Earth.I Am Set For A Glorious Because I Am Not Loved ,lonely And Deserted .With My Iron Gong I Shall Soon Be Known Among The Stars And Be Saved For The Nirvana.

GODDESS OF LOVE-Part 6

The Fragrance Of This  Island Is Overwhelming And All The Scents Of The Arabian Perfumes,that Clasped Attraction, Befriends Its Golden Morn. What Strange Fancy Holds Your Birth,that You Cannot Realise ,the Morning Glory Nor A Man Born With Silverpoon And Nest Eggs, Still play With The Morning.How Much Worse For The Guttersnipes!Old Age Shall Indeed Be His Hell On Earth.Because I Am Never Loved,morningTills And Morning Toils,never Fail And All The Colours Of Rainbow,with Its Royal Robe Of Metro Romance Under Sun,of Ambitious Lust,and Of Everest Dreams,outliving Its Boiling Point,setting River Thames On Fire. Permit Me To Explore Thee O Adventure Of The Gulf;Of Mortals Pounding Itself,of Rivers Draw Within And Not Yet Crossed,of Mountains,not Yet Climbed,of Roads ,not Yet Paved And Crossed,of Beautiful Babies Not Yet Born ,of Song Not Ye Sung,of Dreams, Not Yet Dreamt,of Failure Not Yet Failed,to Conjure And Catapult Success Not Yet Hatched, Teaches My Scorned Horn To Catalyse for trigger of Its Glory.We Are In This Sallowed Mess...

GODDESS OF LOVE- Part 5


 Hathor-The Egyptian Goddess Of Love

How Love Is Set To Weaken His Brother And Hate Is Set To Stregthen His Misfortuned Arm ,in That Treasure Island,wherein We Are Born And Die,Rise And Fall.Though His Face Is Downward Bent,his Face Unnerved Is Equally Upward Bent,to Stay The Wishes Of The Urchins Of Glory And of Posterity,Yet To Be Reckoned With In An Undiscovered Galaxy.Amused With His Blood Brother's Surprise,He CameTo Be Loved,even Much More Better;for "Nothing" AccordingTo Otto Von Bismarck "Succeeds Like Success" And Nothing Fails Like Failure.Blushed WithTears And Sorrowful Eyes,hewn With Aspersion And Military Counterespionage,of Bleary Eyes That Grow Dim,handling Ridicule And Opprobrium everywhere.Does The Silver Beams Not Beam On Every Bowling And Boatracing To His Glory?And So LikeThe Medes And Persiasteeds Evermore On A Desert Sands.The Morning Is The Glory Of EveryMan And All The Rain Of Petals And Roses Bluff Not Even Its Prejudice,evidenced By Unceasing Torrents,filled With Forest Of Wooded Tree And Boundless Treasures That Nature

THE GODDESS OF LOVE -Part 4

The Foundling Of The Youth Live We All A Lifelong ,a Precious Jewel Obliterated By Pious Hope,Whose Obsolecence Propensity Of Obloquy ,never Escaped Observation.That Interface With The Jungle Of This Sanddunes,teaches MyThreshold,to Hunt As Expedionist Of The Unbroken Stalemate.May We Not Be Banished By Pinwheel And Its Guillotine?The Foundling Of Hate Is Like The Foundling Of Love,and With One Garb Swift Glow Of Patience,outwits Them All. Behold,as Oddman,his Arm Is Stronger Than His Brother,And Wins Romance,so easily ,in The Field Of Contest,And As Occupancy Of The Storms,Traps By Deftly Birds,goof Not His Feathers. They Stretch Their Oddball Arms Of Invectives To Inveigle His Person And Therefore Ambush The Oestrus Cycle Of Resistance,to Ignite The Geometric Plains ailing Upon Which The Storms'humour Later Incarcerated Gallows Of Time.His Eyes Must Ever Glow,rising Above His Feet ,gently Upon His Toes,sharpening His Fast Like A Gazelle,eagerbeaver,to Sprint His Best.How Love Is Set To Weaken His Brother

GODDESS OF LOVE-Part 3

Thy Golden Feets Of Gold Are Worth More Than The Dampener's Feet Of Moulting Clay,with Life Worthy Of Full Promises ,Never Explored And Nested Upon These Rays Of Sunshine ,resting In Their Enchanted Glory For The Vicissitude Of A New Dawn,wherein My Petals ,are Never Burnt,in Their Calm Of Eternal Bay,ambushed For Glorious Dawn.Strange Fancy Of Stranglehold Stanchion,withholds Not Me Away,because I Was Never Loved Nor Do I Vouchsafe Such Banality And The Stars That Burneth But Loved,burneth Not,to Trick My Glow Away.Strange Yearning Cometh Not Afar Off,but Within, And Around Him,they Struggle And Torn Apart By Spaces And Shallow Differences Burried In This Sanddunes.O Goddess Of Love,in This Knot,untie Me Not ,from My Celestial Birth And As The GladiatorOf The Sun,Calm Dearth From My Days.That I May Fly Over ThisKismet,of Fair Life,to Be Lived,of Fair Song To Be Played,of Fair RaceTo Be Run,of Fairbattle To Be Fought And of Fair Victory To Be Won.Indeed,That I Am NotLoved,inspires My Rabid Art To PolishItself

THE GODDESS OF LOVE Part Two

 Aphrodite -The Goddess Of Love

Whispers In My Ears Of Tainted Days,from Those Who Never Loved Me,Awakened My Person To Go ExtraMile And Beyond The Strange Fancy Of Darkness And Benighted Earth.Life Is A Mystery,interred On The Sand dunes Of Love And Hate,a Treasured Island Of The Goddess Of Love.The Unsung As The Unloved ,Clustered On This Field,And Every Golden Morn Does Rise InTheir Ambition And Resolve AboveThe Ordinary.Let Me Beyond Their Reach,Farthest Go. Come Down Not,From Thy Horse ,O MY Embellished Aspire Of The Subconscious Wills ! Let Me Rise Above This Sand dunes Of The Treasured Island,that I May Do The Damnedest And Climb Above The Sky Of No Return .Goddess Of Love,Teaches Me To Fast,to Fallow ,To Sacrifice And To Risk Everything Riskable,and To Plunge Into The Deep Of The Unplunged .In That Space Of Fair Clay,Let Me Climb Above Mt.Everest,wherein She Also Live And Higher,Tis The Earth Booties,my Lifelong Heritage. Because I Am Never Loved,teaches My Fury Of Scorned Horn,not To Gallivant A forth But To Toil Like The Trojan Horse

GODDESS OF LOVE Part one

I Am Not Loved By Those,i Do Not Love.I Am Loved By Those I Do Not Love.And Heypresto,the Cockcrows,Only To Be Confined,Within Spaces,Most Undesirable.Do I Struggle To Be Loved And To Love Them That Struggle To Love Me?I Am The Equation Of Those Who Never Loved Me And A Barometer Of Those Who Wished To Be Loved But Were Never Loved.Love Is In The Risk Of Influence And Balanced By The Equation Of Subconscious Wills.Elope Me Not,this Fact Of Life And Save Me From The Struggle Of Being Loved,That I Might Build My Influence To CajoleThe Second And Third Persons'Subconscious Minds To Do My Biddings.I Am The Forest OfThose,waiting To Be Loved,And A Desert Of Those Love Unlimited Struggles.Struggle Not to Be Loved By Those Who Never Loved You,For He Struggled To Be Loved And Hellbent On Being Loved,Is A Vulture Of Love.To Be LovedAnd That We Shall Be Loved Is A Lifelong Song,That May Never Be Heard And Played. All The Cymbals And Drums Of The Hallowed ,may Be Ample rotund for the goddess of love .