GOLDEN FLEECE.PART 4

Where are his goods and chattels of humours to groove his gravy train? His grasswidow,dreamland of a dreamland czar berkily slashed from a passionate slouch.Unto gratifying gratification edifying gratitude epicureanism flock never again totempt his bersekily beset of servile.And they like gratifying gratification,not in gross slanders and bellyaching,not found him gratifying.And to insidious track,did troll beyond blindspot,gallivanting their asshole of blanket bellyaching.In ravishment of sinecure for the golden fleece of the gravy train.The Jack Robinson's bazzaar,held hostage at bleeding heart's blather,swollen hazy clouds,swollenpride beating,feverish heart pulses,harrum scarum jazzy will not bail him,they of passionate theft nor from jail of jagged edges and smokey mountains.Dunk'neath blathering valley with his jeroboam of aristomagnetism's fiends to jettison gravy train's jeremiad pull to condescend the sallowest brutes and the copulatives.Behold true bruises lay in the frontiers and they those fight

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GOLDEN FLEECE.PART 3

A heap of golden earth,a foundry of golden bliss,fleeced from the golden bough; come hell,come highwater,savest from the brutest yoke the earth ever knew.And so fraught him by oath,not get the coldshoulder,highly strung turbocharged by hardihood voltage flecks with the highspot of the golden rays where raging hightides and inferno contend.These polar planets,pay homage to the hollowest gorges where burning ghats which like a ghastly usurper,throng glimmering shadows and gliding yonder cliffs.Not far from this bufferlike embankment enthrones the marching light.What could he a googleboxlike dementia googled but mightily still bland google yet damn godforsaken? That a cyclone of bland google never keep beneath his gorges,raised pulses a notch vertex.What a sombre google had him slain whereon'all geese are swarms'to fan his boon to a goose that lays the golden eggs'Wail no memoirs to emote ,plead a

ristomagnetism at its beck and alight.

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 11

asidethe goose that lays the golden eggs.So,Mankind is bound by law of artistic design to be untruthful,perpetually betrothed to it until soul purity matures and in the long run,condemned to the guillotine of falsehood,let alone beensalvaged from the bullnecked savagery of this self deceit grinded by capitalistic but bumptious burgeon.This capitalistic theory of self interest,however,does not preserve the welfare and sanctity of those with the inbuilt capacitorial tendencies to advocate verity,no matter whose ox is gored.It implies that the proliferation of social debt items isundaunted,a possibility of relentless triumph of evil of over shallow good that hardly excites civilisation and the age of history itselfa cavernous cat's paw of the catharsis and the ultimate prize of soul purity and universaljustice.That it pertains a catcall of catholic resolutions that be it accomplished or not affirms the downright impossibility of attainment of this elusive freedom.Then until history speaks,true freedomnotpossible

GOLDEN FLEECE.PART 2

With what clangor of the circadian chimera,doth he impetuously warm his cockleshell,where the gravy train muses swung dunghill,astray and fled?Long had he been stricken with the unedible slice of the battered earth,that trashed out golden concession of freedom.He crashes not beneath this cheapstakes of equanimity,that to damn a felicitous poke of motherluck.Any ado?any dreary?He was his own hatchet man,sentry been misty canopied,wherein his hawkeyed,not bickeringly hawks nor sweetly lay,that heavyhanded mischief himself heavyheartedly,barredly heaved a sigh,from the ruckus edges of heebiejeebies.His heathenish aplomb,interred in the heathendom of the beleaguered helmsmanship,hemmed to heel over.As if by twain lay where there were no strife.How heirloom,a prodigal of its ransom,quashed its bonafide heirapparent,a titular intergrity to a hemline of heir presumptive heir,cast over life's dim motif,so deemed it fit to coronate,in this beautifying graces,spanked fated withthe biggest understatement of its time?

GOLDEN FLEECE.PART 1

The Sunset's mores had not yet been dyed with the sunrise humours,but in counterpoise of the blackest dye.And been so dusty,not a bonzer boo of a boor to seek his vanity neighbour fret.A black comedy,a black humour and a bootless booncompanion,a borderline bootstrap,a consumate braggadocio,a breadlined breathways and with a lameduck ado,a brimful brimstone,not tinged with blustery jaw of jagged edges,to brawl the cankers of the bluish bludgeon.What a botch of blue moon,a theft of passing winds,that tinted this bosun's mien. Manjack,bungling bung,doth bullyboy his golden fleece,a gravy train muses.And so forth and back,this blockbuster of burlesquely bunting buzzes himself bootstrap and cajoles himself aloud;A cadaverous cagey,bent cahoot unto the cacophony of asinine trenchwarfare.Castigating him breaketh himself cataract and to those pungent vommit,goes straight he anew in reprisal.Which cat and mouse declares his casusbelli to catwalk causecelebre of a caustic cavalier?Which

clangor of the circadian rythm?

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 10

History speaks when we are emboldened at the crucifix point,that the extant truth uncovered and its piety practices shall be the prevailing framework and impending custom of the generation yet unborn.Unfortunately,times and space,time and season,do not often doff hats for the office of reason given the mischief makers'domineering bent,perpetually strangulating the justiciable course of history.The worst case scenario,it does not get properly auctioned,let alone rationed and not ample staple to go round.It is not the dearth that is the cumbersome part but that an average human personel with optimal industrial arts lacks the strategic capability to churn this verity the scarcest commodity in living history.This is proven based on the artistic design of capitalistic inclination as embedded in classical economics'principles of self interest.The fundamental distortion so despicable a panache albeit the demerit did muster unprecedented wealth for mordern civilisation.It doesnt sound too logical to set aside the....

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 9

We are convinced above all things that history will vindicate us when we put in giant strides only.We are convinced as well those who will ridicule history,will be ridiculed by history itself.Given the fact it is men,by time that write history and not by history,the latter does not prevail and the most ridiculous chapters of history,itself a repertoire of antecedent are sometimes are much more glorified than the most humanistic deification of time.How shall we be satisfied with injustice that paradise may come?It appears incontestable that the politicity and polity of fact schemed in the governance of human society so much structured to favour knowledge sharing and knowledge management respectively that can aid so much easily the amortisation of social debt items,for sustainable capacity and institutional progress. If truly history speaks,with the boon of mordern age,it is just a walking distance,from the golden age of mankind,that might take even millions of years to navigate.That should be universal ideals.

HALLUCINATION.PART 2

Yea,beneath they rankle deep. Some obiter dictum,oh avalanche obfuscates through the terraced of tainted gap toothed agape,yet boisterous plies its route.Oft did he obstreperous,to the trajectory,heaves his indigo,Which prancing on its desert oasis had obsession with obsolescence.Like the salacity of an Oedipus complex,so was he his prejudiced renegade.Gelatinous obtuses of the obtuse angle,hung in the brine,that groundbait had not thumbed with the groundrules.And often shirking what discontents it grunts;As guardian angel's exhaustiongrit of growing pains,soon ebbed out; in glances of subconscious clamour of all whims and caprices,swooped by its hangman's noose.His handmaiden,a handmade, and a hardline,a hardluck takes a hardline to grimdeath.As they the buffoon traits did him to the guillotine of no refrain,gamuts to the haughty prowess of the tirelessprovocation,at the very bits of banter.To the scorched earth;they hawk he with his hawk eyed,to summon for a needle in the haystack,his ravish hays.Haymaking!

HALLUCINATION.PART 1

From a distraught at his disgruntled feet,a crotchety butterfinger whose planet,drips beyond its oysters.A duffering nemesis from a dryrot.Not with my high dudgeon to duke with dumbshow.And now to duck to enlist him,the dutch uncle,when he comes to boomtown,my bossom-town.Ere dust off sinew'd jaw and bombastic,a fickle of dusky dare.Earthling of the jungle,shattering me my dissonant ebbtide of my blackest dye.Not irrascible emote and effusion of this egotrip and elysian elan.Upon this emboss,he nuanced its embroidery to empathise this emporium of supposed emendation, Which gratified his grit from a windy vista,Whereon the engulf might distinctively this fractious cocoon,at this gallery,plays ovation to the unsuspecting fracture.The elegiac gall of the pofaced poetry,glaring on his physiogonomy.Sands Of time as the winds that avail had not its niece,nephew or cousin scythed him all thatclannish emotes of the wind,Nor porousness of the nightmare alluded to its allure;but the nonplus of hellish novas ranklesdeep

NIGHT AT NATURE

O let the night lay in its sedate charm. For when thou wilt not,let it lay upon the wings of the moon , Whither than the evening's beak perking at distant mounds. Give it silence,let its season lapse. It will take its time and so let its heavens spread,so that all the sedate charms will be in love with its bird nest of tranquility. And pays liberty till silence by silence to silence the goddess of creation, Till all nature takes at night liberty at its will

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 8

We share the same dreams and ambition and equalitarian applies that we bridge this lacuna with artless ease.It is befitting of mordern civilisation,to enables this legal framework or otherwise be disposed by lethal hit of soul purity.Some of the signals of soul purity,prescholarship in this context,would admit the brouhaha of revolutions,chronic underdevelopment,public misery and mass poverty,technological imperialism and external aggression and a host of other social debt items.
We shouldnt be perplexed by the associated eschatological imperatives,that may teleologically take ages to afflict the purpose of history but the low level awareness,that the crosscountry contagion of soul purity,portends for the labours of a half millenium dogged exertion of morderncivilisation.We should be terrified by the most disturbed periods period of mortal history,and regain the composure of humanism,for a world of near equality and justice.The beauty of history is the remaking of history.The purification of soul achievable

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 7

Soul purity matures once in the age of history,but civilisation is the maturity of a given cultural age.We can then tabulate the checkered pools of these ages,not excluding their maturity and extinction.Then comes,the incursion of a new cultural age,to subtantiate the long run maturity of soul purity enroute to golden age,when the causal bond of history,should have matured or redeemable.
The aggregate cultural fields of mankind planted on the utilitarian fields of knowledge,so to say historical evolution,purportedly inclined to reap from this bond,when soul purity matures.It is the original intention of history,that the strive for equality of races,cultures,tribes and civilisation,be weaned from the grab of the bucaneers of justice,and to those who flex otherwise,are left to the moral restraint of soul purity,provided by the purpose of history,for its triumphant entry.
We can fastforward the fate of mankind or demote checkered antecedence back into the miasma of medieval dungeon.The choices abound for mankind.

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 6

History speaks,when sectarian justice becomes a vagabond and a fugitive and then an endangered species.We might not need to make a departure,from the embedded norms ofmordern society,and its gratification of social inequity.To be fully detached from it,will be to betray,the purpose of history,and attempt the imposibility of subverting the incontrovertible or irreducible strategic course of soul purity.
Social inequity,a sectarian planet,a major integer incensing this villainous history,would never survive to fully supplant its gravity pulses of institutionalised longevity,given the fact that its frankeinstein's has never before,being sidelined into obscurityof history.
The most glorious part of history,happens to be when the undertaker of sectarian justice,smiles to the bank of universal freedom.The maturity of soul purity happens once,in the history of mankind.The triumphant entry of golden age signifies the optimal augury of this undertaker.Indeed,the greatest dividends ofcausal bond and nature's investment.

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 5

There should be remedies for every deadloss.Methinks,reprieve should ordinarily come from the liberty of the will,so to say intellectual freedom.Why would history be traded on the cultural stock exchange,for soul purity,instead of civilisation,in the first place?What does soul purity or civilisation,flexing muscle with each other and trading superiority,in their histological voluble fisticuffs,intend to achieve if in the long run,justice the ultimate purpose of history,by virtue of history,is denied and purpose of history,also of universal freedom betrayed?Universal freedom or Justice-any relativity even by their etymological influence?We quite agreethat true justice is universal and not sectarian justice,a fable and thatthe attainment of oecumenical freedom albeit within the constraintsof the law,aptly impliesthe fruition of justice.It is themiddlecourse of history that actualisation of universal freedom,that is the golden essence ofsoul purity,whose interaction withtime and space,contextually attainjustice

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 4

Every mortal ,is wrought and woven in the womb of history and weaned from its mother's milk,that as the calves of history might be used to rewrite the pages of history.Traditional arts avail with traditional fact,a fable to the apologists of industrial arts.In this context,the ecological constraints of industrial arts take objection to this fable,to reproof history,from which amend embossed texture of the human mind,domineering applies industrial facts to the seeming plethora of industrial puzzles.The disputation here holds that fatalism of history,is inevitable,where the philosophy of the apologetics is irreligiously abhorred.Give this predilection constipated under the laws of human fallacy and heretics,then history is caught in diminishing returns,as the author enthused in the Thoughtlessness Series,are bound to reenact the villainy of history from the cannon of those folks who fail to learn from history.Unfortunately,we are constantly weather beatened by the time's gallows of this downside.Any reprieve?

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 3

We are appalled by diminishing history a retrogresive brute of time and not a great history so to emulate.A sampling retrogression is ample curb to eschew the vices that plunge beneath the beauty of history.The villains of history are not an influential vultures to mimic on the sand of time,but the best compass of moral refrains that golden history has ever known.
Behold,for yet one more time,those who would learn from history would learn to stoke their civilisation.We cannot return to repeat the errors of history to be strangulated by the mischief of those withthe villains of history.But with one more giant step forward for mankind,we can reenact the spectre of these golden chapters by turning to the golden influences of moral restraints that they provide.
The downside remains for all time,the synthesis of history so to quote Hegelian.And we are known by the remedies,successive generation provide to these nemesis of history.To those who give their heart to them,are proteges that unleash the toga of changes.

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 2

We shall not die by history because we know we shall not die by history.In thiscredence,we stand and we are forced to rewrite history to make fruition of the fact,that we are fulfilled,when we are vindicated by the golden chapters of history.Then we live on forever when history is rewritten on the sebacious sand of time.History speaks for you,and not to you to speak for history. The sum total of mortal legacies,includingcultural fields,left behind is history and history personified.It is not apposite to say,the essence of history is civilisation,but much more logical to infer that theessence of history is soul purity inthe long run and not civilisation imposible in the short run,so that human soul is purified fromevil when we deextrapolate epistemology and eschatology of historicism from the posterity backward into the ancient.Hence,the we begin historical study not from the past that mirrors backward memory but from the spectre of posterity that indicates forward leaning memory,the time's author ofhistory

HISTORY SPEAKS.PART 1

We are the heritage of history and the true hallmark of history.We cannot be forced to deny the fact that antecedence shapes the way we think and we can easily with naivety,astigmatism or sagacity balloon the purpose of history even on a saner mankind.We are perpetual relics and somewhat predial asset of this great book of culture authored by time.
Humanity for the most part barely explore the commonwealth that it bestows on its machismo in general.To those who look backward well conversant of both glorious and inglorious chapters of history,are by mandate predisposed to reenact the golden ages of history.We grow and fall by what modicum of historical knowledge we entertain.
We are born by history,replenished by history,raised by history,made and cultured by history and then die by history.When time authorshistory,he requires culture to be its paginationand body of texts,and is inspired for the civilisation of mankind.Let it be known that all our knowledge are either input or outputextracts from thegreat book

THOUGHTLESSNESS.PART 60

Environmental forces beside,emotional system forces are institutional indiferent to statistics or data architecture indefensible and irrelevant in this context.We do not get anywhere with such a longuer but mis-quandrantic animation.A programatic and a pragmatic system requires a purposeful or positive thinking that are tailored towards similar but related purposeful action which requires headlong approach or headstrong plunge in an ideal direction.
Obviously,quandrant varies by methods and types.In the case of monomaniac quandrant safer,reliable and faster toward attainment of a given dream target.Unlikethe former,biliteral or bi-maniac quandrant operates where human artist desires attainmentof multiple project functionsat a single leverage of the industrial action.Its tiring routine or ecological and liability risk,nothwithstanding the benedictions are just to massive to be ignored.
As an epistemontologist,in line with generally proven empirical norms,monomaniac routines bring on dreams to thattainment faster.

THOUGHTLESSNESS.PART 59

Dreams die let me say it again or perhaps in a retraction or peradventure for umpteenth time,wherethe desired stage immobilises the action stage,to endorse emotional mobilisation preferences instead.And the secondforce in real terms influences admissibility of action butwhere inadequacy is outstanding conspicuos in passive action,incommensurate or superfluous or implausible to what is neededand extraenergy needed,that need must be provided in the mobilisation of the 3rd force for the most proactive action.We should be aware that quadrantic system thrives on preparedness and planning for which thefourth or fifth force is superfluous.Though as one of the five senses of man,given its counterbalanced not domineering position,but supportive in serious quandranting ought to be revoked. Becausein terms of subjectivity,objectivity and viability,it impugns the system and the dream target,including its projectile.Let the environment utilises itto flatteringly oppose the psychotic butartistic forces of human quandrants.

THOUGHTLESSNESS.PART 59

Dreams die let me say it again or perhaps in a retraction or peradventure for umpteenth time,wherethe desired stage immobilises the action stage,to endorse emotional mobilisation preferences instead.And the secondforce in real terms influences admissibility of action butwhere inadequacy is outstanding conspicuos in passive action,incommensurate or superfluous or implausible to what is neededand extraenergy needed,that need must be provided in the mobilisation of the 3rd force for the most proactive action.
We should be aware that quadrantic system thrives on preparedness and planning for which thefourth or fifth force is superfluous.Though as one of the five senses of man,given its counterbalanced not domineering position,but supportive in serious quandranting ought to be revoked. Because
in terms of subjectivity,objectivity and viability,it impugns the system and the dream target,including its projectile.Let the environment utilises itto flatteringly oppose the psychotic butartistic forces of human quandrants.

THOUGHTLESSNESS.PART 58

Frankly speaking,ordinary quandranting does not exist and man for the larger part of his life lives in vacuum,which nature ordinarily abhors.If it does exist at all,the fourth force or the fifth force provided all quandrants are effectively deployed by industrial artist, has for the most part, rendered it null and void or ineffective and man's lives almost all his thoughtless.And what a grievious mistake to be driven by the thought system of an alien goof or envious neighbour.We are vicious smitten by rising caricature of chronic undercapacity and apathy to provoke the revolutionary and life transforming crusades of this quandrant.If we keep lagging behind through chronic disuse,certainly,destiny to a larger extent not only get frustrated but many die intestate of good legacy,the best form of moral property that appreciate forever.So indeed dream die where the parlous quandranting diehard exist.The moral costuming of the system begins from those whose custom speak less and hardly utters let alone a gibberish.

HAMILTON'S UNIVERSE: SERIES.5

Essayist,Poet,Bank Of New York founder.state assembly man,revolutionary soldier,oratory,lawyer whose influence at king college now columbia university,earned the school,with the best law school worldwide,human right fighter,foreign policy theorist,clerk,college student,battlefield hero,polemicist,polymath,artillery captain,war strategist,the first politician,philosopher,economist,sociologist,major general in the army,diedpoor.
He initiated independent judiciary,presidential system,proffesional army.The most versatile columnist in american history whohaving died,left a copious commentary on every topic during the period.The mordern civilisation the hepthacentric volume by colombia university press,it seems with other compilation,his intellectual outputs left behind,could be between twenty to thirty thousand pages.
What a scholarly feast!The bastion of leadership badlyneeded efforts to revamp its ideal and certainly he came at the right time.What a miserable life to be lived for the majority that someday cavil

HAMILTON'S UNIVERSE: SERIES 3

her husband by more than fifty years was the wife of the first treasury secretary of america,Eliza Shuyler Hamilton.Her holly piety or hagiographical tributes were a trailblazer in a virgin country that was later hijacked by bumpkins who spread the campaign of calumny until in a duelling he was heartlessly gunned down on a rocky serene ledge overlooking hudson river by Aaron Burr vice president of america who considered him as barrier toward his presidency.While waiting for justice to be done to the memory of her late husband,she also longed for reunion with him. Shortly before his fourth son John Church Hamilton belatedly disposed and completed his father's biography,she died at the ape of ninety seven years old.Theman who crafted the most powerful vision of american nationalism,the proponent of contrivances such as banks,factories,financial system,stockexchanes,political system,tax system,debt system,central bank,custom service,coast guard,budget system,industrial policy planny,army founder,abolitionist

HAMILTON'S UNIVERSE: SERIES.2

This is to pay the most undeniable price of freedom,that vindication and according her dreams,a heinous debt,dangling across its neck.Had it not been for the uncommon brain texture of an inconsequential minnow,an infinitesimal lad smitten by stealth of misery,to conceive this opulent society,a paragon of civilisation beauty,harangued over sleepless nights,and the catholic miasma of extraordinary misfortunes he had had;that had also befallen his genealogies,and all smears and stigmatisation,mordern civilisation and its rudderless campaign would have been nothing but a disrepute of its inglorious dusk.
Nothwithstanding it been swallowed by remorseless tidal wave of imperialism,villains have taken over America,and had in their kits,this unmerited glory,exchanged their inglorious enclave for a misconstrued or Hamiltonian Villainy.What a sorrowful fate!As far back as 1850s closing the eve of the civil war,few pedestrians glued to gait at Hamilton Street promenades,hardly deciphered the oldest widow that outlived

HAMILTON'S UNIVERSE: SERIES.1

It largely profiteth not to trade historical facsimile for a factitious facade of factuous fable.Western Civilisation as it were still hibernates in comatose of ingratitude or at its best,in limbo of arrant prejudice of disgruntled folks not weaned from mischief making.This allusion or delusion barely eschews the perrenial calumniation of its most wonderful chapters and pages of history,morethan twohundred years in aftermath whenhe that world greatest polymath gave birth to America from theengrossed verve of his opulent loin.In concrete terms,historians wouldn't tell us the truth either,except for edible review ofsparsely incandescent but openminded historicists who hardly sell their souls for cheap popularity.And that deep rooted rancour,still speaks volume till date and of the fact that belligerent posterity even in the unforeseeable times ahead if prognostications were made,in contrast to Eliza,would hardly had cometo the remorse for a treat of Hamiltonian vindication,and unbolt its sociopathic carthasis.