THE KING OF THE FOREST,KING OF THE JUNGLE.PART 3

Others? Alade:Be not dismay,you goof for my cultic motherearth would provide. Osho: You are playing with fire for the king itself is a custodian of our great tradition and fully armed with best medicine men in the land.Wither now your thought and die your intents with silence.Do not die a violent death. Alade:Your comments make you a thoroughbred weakneed and he that runneth away shall surely return to fight another day.You re a slain a robot of whims and caprices thrashed by the fear of death man's greatest enemy. Osho:Do not dare where the vultures feast. Alade:Our masters at the king's court not yet armed and until they do,will verily verily with discretion show the way. Osho:You Cleverdick,shamanism in your blood? Alade: Yea,far too benign with alacrity.The head of village farmers guild collaborators my unfailing cult. Osho:Ah,you`re doomed from day one for he stinks greedily with corruption.Apostasy galore,brigandage avalanche.Guildsters are gangsters,the king`s apendix.Can you lobby loyalty and

THE KING OF THE FOREST,KING OF THE JUNGLE.PART 2

In the morning and not in the night when we have no strength.Yea,freedom cometh in the morning of golden dawn spurned by golden strength,then we shall be freed otherwise when night cometh freedom flees as a fugitive and serfdom our heirloom of captivity when we cannot beat a fly and never returns.Of course we shall not be freed when we cannot beat a fly.With this fate shall i know,freedom keeps revel only for the bold and not for the weak.Let us fight for the freedom in the golden morning of no retreat.We shall not be saved by condoning slavery but by fighting slavery otherwise we'll be slained by robbery forever and posterity would not forgive us. Osho:How do you save your wretched self in this very mockery of your insanity?How shall you escape this wretchedness,rashness of ego and not paid the price dearly with your death?Would you save your wretched self with butts and facades with the armies,munitions,swords and arrows,bucklers and bayonets and not get hurts?How will a fool save himself so he could save

THE KING OF THE JUNGLE KING OF THE FOREST.PART.

Two farmers enter stage with hoes and cutlasses,village sons of gunsmith. Aladekomo:Osho,how many ears do you get?" Osho:Two of course. Aladekomo:And how many times have i called you?" Osho:Once. Alade:Tommorow,you shall act on my terms.We shall not pay the king`s royalties. Osho:Hey....hey,did i hear you right?You are playing with the king's wrath.Do not kindle the fire you cannot quench.You re playing with death.What gave you the audacity to revolt against the custom of our forefathers as if yesterday was not today?You must be a bastard. Alade:Me a bastard!You call me a bastard! Osho:Yes,i mean real bastard.That's what you are. Alade:Have you gone insane?That i should pay and enrich the king's family with half of my earnings on the farm for me is far too much to bear and i said no more. Osho:You re indeed a rebel waiting for the slaughter or the guillotine with the king's wrath. Alade:Let me be a rebel if indeed by so doing shall i regain my freedom.I shall be a rebel to be freed,for weshall

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Homileers hardly curtail them even bottles do not matter again where broken troths of irresistible derision made men savages to their own blood.The forester undeniably hid the staunchy brook stenches like halitosis.The fugue couldnt find once the massacre was alone completed.On the stampede,did they meet the daughter to quell them madness for the foxhuntings who upon belling gunned him down in his prime.The Coroner's household swung to work then torchbearers,barbarians and knights yell and sing at the retort of episodes and coroner inquest reports.'mark my word mark with my trigger,i'll spare no asshole'maximus was furious like burning hell.'Revenge the best weapon of defense`Mark retorted.'While you live shall i live,your defense shall be my weapon.Strike quickly being the meanest beige straw to defense.`Maximus volley fired in reprisal.'Until you run out of options behind you vessels thrust to the war,defense too quickly will avenge the avenger.` 'The quarrel is betwixt two cities two nations at merciless daggers drawn over ethnographical malediction and power hungry hegemony for the wealth of nations and abesi in particular.` 'And the mystic dillemma, voodoos of the mystery book?` 'Probably a conjecture?' 'My patriarch brokers the truth a truce when i clocked a dozen of my purple birth.` 'Why and where did they hit it?`Maximus petulantly enquired.'At the pastorium over the canyon.` 'Pastorium over the canyon?this is strange.` 'sound fiery' 'uhmm...Go get the guns and go after the goons and locate them with force.` 'Get the

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O empiricism the taste of bitten apple o empirism the taste of broken fugacity that wast the forest to the hurt that ages mendest foul,then tinkers in fiasco.Seasick pithy hounds hunt the sitting clouds,upon the breast of sweet mothers frolic lightning keepers call,junketing volleys for which yesterdays and on the morrow sweetly as gauntly they their inkling doth belong.Tis farthest backward look hold a patency for opulent forward gazes and students of history became the face of history". Let she not slain herself for the gilded faces of poisoned chalice withers even though the sacrifice of reason,not for the quible spring of infested ganging gang up to rape proprietary and truth.From Abesi to the Mantua orifice of puzzle and knights unloathed the yeoman truthful purge.Mandarus,king of Abesi at the bland rivulets murdered in his sleep by Maximus,the protagonist of the fifth columnist.His suitors fled in renade of dread and unfair treatment.

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o mensrea than to his betrothed land.If she had the haven's strength would be her home;if she had the lust of the opposite sex,machos would lust her to meed and meed shall she meeds till all percepient sun gazes down upon her sloths.Unless due diligence was done speak not guille unto her ado,masticated by blurred serenity.Over his vivacity and exuberance of ineptitude will she dunk her spiteful hell of venom.Wherein to wit as violent eruptions have outburst ends to ridicule.Ridicule the insensate's intergrity if there be any.Let concealment weary the day out till one day in turn weary out concealment with the ageless angels of perception beautiful as the may morning queen and ravishing as the knight of old.All history is clothed with the same embroidery,for never was sorry story of more truth and golden hays than this romance of concealment and fading monuments of mendacity cloned roses.Hagiologies do not count though change speaks vile,then later counts while golden effect unbowed history jealously takes.

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deign why all encompasing sun a devout replica of the nature`s eyes barely saw her match?And derision often drowned her lot when they blot her comest high thither.To burst stony limit,where frenzied sky could go,And time's hags maid meed on the back.It's not sunset yet yet danger a stranger to the lost two summers,ere they they think poorly appaled to think that she merry recalls them.Well Annabella was too voluptuary but she was not too good for the brutish earth to summon.Yet some consequence misgive the causes as well as the effect hanging in the stars.Her fearful remorse dank with acrimony frizzling to fiend the broken troth.Derided sloth better hazy than a dreadful slain and too light like lightning which doth cease everlasting.Flattering sleep doth not its thwarted intents morose and sea bottom fallen contradict unsavoury glues.A dram of potion doped with lucre will not matter its dispersed veins,seabound weary barks fallen drudgery stars and crashing rocks.Desperate disparaging dote him battered to

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to blot the blue sky.They beat the hollow earth with hollow breast famished by sucking infants,disgruntled by a thousand days. Enter chorus. A household and a household either in distress neuter in prison and trudge maketh the later toil on farmland in unfair abesi land lays their comeuppance.From the dreary break,piteaus breaks out of the kingdom mutiny.Where civil wrath brokers insurrection and unkempt prowls so undignified.Hence from the fatal edition of the simmering bruises,A pinnacle of the mutants'penitent dissipation.Death darting forth fire of the freedom cravings overthrown tis posterity a lacuna self imposed yoke.Alupluto's continuum discontinuity of the broken gourd exceeds the powered drawn sword of the stage hurley,which for the barbarians barely chose to be penitent where naughtiness shall melt and dismissed. Barely a decagon thereafter the merits that if they with intergrity saw her fain none else saw her fain.With ghostly anabella

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gone farthest away not to be broken and forgotten by dead men and emperor with no haven levity whatsoever with stars hanging in the sky,dreaded days and nights not revels to extinct them.Ill-drowning souls,lamentable dours for froward star crossed lovers,fireeyed fury not harangued to dispatch you straight off the dinggle.Who will pithy nor pity you where fluttering dovecotes persist.The doveyards had to droop from the clouds be.As soon as she was weaned,i shall recall,mountains and fyords quake.When she broke down into tears ere his browbeatened spears of awry brow to merit disguise of backward bitten drool.Whispering tales of awe,thought-pined and green with melancholy where love tis love sat like a monument for saints of the whiterobes to genuflect.Dreary earth shall find crooked hearth astray and its peers shall never find,tis awkward earth tribulate darting eye of cockatrice venoms its defying slain.Here fury at courtship in white robes doth demeaning defile broken troths and broken gourds to blot the

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What varmint velvet brow his vicarious vertigo eluded,darkly wanton,highpitched balls,stuck in her face for the avenger."Shall i show in thee to make thee,whitely blue eyes endart thee,barbarians to grovel?For where he biddeth and moonlight doth mine darkens maketh him dreary eyes vommiting vomit.So shall you share her spites when she comes around and utter and wherefore orchard walls sinking as the sunset in the east.To warrant the toilsome in your delight's drudge for lewd jokes cast aboard where summers and winters wither in their sullen pride.The meanest as the lowest i ve known for ages refrains me as mutant to be purged by axiom that love`s load is light and yoke bittersweet and guerdon questionable and circuitous a lifelong revel.O Where eve shalt be fortune adam the imprecation,all her maids lying on her back,serendipitiously emasculated,unanimously unappealing and unapproachable to reignite same tragedy of heterogenous heterodoxy.Damn goddess of girth as firth tempest forsooth,when tis she's gone

CROOKED HANDS.PART.5

Broken tentacles,pecking leaves daintily,flit they from startled night.With the moonbeam parting rays,sinking behind aloof hills spray carols by lovely Whippowil,over yonderwood crowned hill its curtain twillight drops,sofly over fields to hear Whippowil sing.His song bed veiled,dusky with music throbs and thrills,adorns the nightways with warm and musky over meadows`fluting cry ghostly grim startling,charmed out of twilight esoteric dim,solemn lay birds,lay lonely in joyless night.

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Carrion in the palace of skulls,crown's splinters enthroned on scaffold bones,chirping birds in golden feathers,in rain soaked awesome weathers.Solitary flight faintly,dizzying height,like towers and molehills,sure like emmets in sunsets'sky.Storming petrels,a thousand miles from land,roaring seas tossing,billow to billow cast,fleecy snow on stormy blast,scattered sails like weeds,quivering reedlike shaky masts.Seabirds that float upon the waves,the youthful sea-mew,on waters blue dreaming,the seagulls with stormy wings,gray spirit of the seas,turpedo of wild waters,neath the sky tumult plumes gray wing roaming,trouncing distance from ocean's dimness to lonewater ways cliffs empurpled cerulean bays,rocking cavern emerald gleam,cartest souls of halcyon,not pine away little beachbird eclipses with melancholy voice,boding cry in the flying waves,bade farewell to fairland in rejoices.

CROOKED PART 3

Carrion in the palace of skulls,crown's splinters enthroned on scaffold bones,chirping birds in golden feathers,in rain soaked awesome weathers.Solitary flight faintly,dizzying height,like towers and molehills,sure like emmets in sunsets'sky.Storming petrels,a thousand miles from land,roaring seas tossing,billow to billow cast,fleecy snow on stormy blast,scattered sails like weeds,quivering reedlike shaky masts.Seabirds that float upon the waves,the youthful sea-mew,on waters blue dreaming,the seagulls with stormy wings,gray spirit of the seas,turpedo of wild waters,neath the sky tumult plumes gray wing roaming,trouncing distance from ocean's dimness to lonewater ways cliffs empurpled cerulean bays,rocking cavern emerald gleam,cartest souls of halcyon,not pine away little beachbird eclipses with melancholy voice,boding cry in the flying waves,bade farewell to fairland in rejoices.

CROOKED PART 2

hem.Golden rings on clever faces,sparkling feathers,restless hearts,parakeet all day chatter.The sparkling deers on the slope of summer morning mist,blithe bird spirit in golden lightning of clever sunken sun,over bright'ning clouds,pale purple melts around this golden flights,heavens'stars in broaddaylight,shrill delight with keen arrows of the silver spheres,intense lamp narrows in white dawn clarity of then sunken earth and lonely clouds.Celestial beams of the moon rains,singing hymns in gliding rainclouds,roses embowered in green leaves,deflowered warm winds,vernal showers trinkles on twinkling grass and rain awakened flowers,fountains of happy strains,languour clangor of the waves and sky,keen pyrotechnics of sublime wedge,dust pavillion,serpent gleams on sunny mountains,hideous light in tempestuous glitters.Harmonious laughter screams at the shadow of this sleeping satiety.Sweetest gale on storm's sore could abash little birds,plumpy,fatty,sleeky pompous with meddled sighs,hardworked oxen maimed grits

CROOKED HANDS.PART 1

Crooked hands cringing upon the mountain walls,ringed with caged birds,in Sun's lonely,beneath him crawls the wrinkled seas and thunderbolt falls,nether caws purloined by thunderstorms of the azure castles and caves'walls.This pure brows of mysterious glimmer steams.Fairy little elf,awkward rosy noses and floppy cap upon this boodle,white eyebrows flaring and flating over jaunty steps across bonfire glow of the muddy pond,golden gleam,his sentinel cast down the coarse darkwood,sunk hearaches,dull opiate of the numbed pang,drains melodious promenade of beechen greenfields and numberless shadows,purple stained pale of the haply queen moon,embalmed verdurous blossom and the winding thicket of the grassy fruit tree wild,pastoral eglantine,white hawthorn and faded violets,muskyrose,endeared to dewy wine of groaning flies fret upon summer eves.And to sing they sing,ears in vain,a sod high in their requiem,to which my songs sing and jubilant as the old sleigh bells.Forlorn lands and forlorn seas could not contain

THE PRICE OF AGGRESSION.PART 4

is a counterfeit,a thorough evidence to the competitive inevitability of power market aggression.However,we are endowed with the tireless gamut of checkered antecedence that affords us the golden chisel with which we could chisel history with insight and therefore prevent perpetual reoccurence of the recyclical insanity of golden history.Acording to a polymathic friend of mine Oladimeji Ogunyemi in our usual brainstorming punditry at local fastfood and hear him he says'violence is a veritable tool of power and it is a political order that gives birth to a legal order and not the other way round.`We both shared polimathic bloodline and when interogated and critiqued further for indepth analysis he concluded and says'A political order is usually established by violence 'and he cited empirical and historical evidences.That British rule was established by violence such as the invasion of Benin in 1897,the Ijebu war and then Lagos invasion. The olonial era,Roman rule and most voyages of political expedition by the oriental and western powers lend credence to the truth of this letter.And that the price of aggression is a tortuous long road to be travelled a golden sacrifice to be paid for the price of freedom to be truly paid in the long weary sojourn to summon triumph in the great battlefield of freedom.Commercial enterprise in the most productive form opens the aggresive frontiers with the aggresion of political order,to create a solid platform for the beleaguered economic order though could first malnourish prior to nourishment and evolution of its robust rudders to free mankind from the erstwhile and still explosive unrefined aggression of old political order.That political order should be relegated to backburner and economic order as golden pact of economic power be grafted to dominate power market as social power reins from the rear.The polishing of human arts collectively and nonaggresively social arts otherwise also interpreted as social liberty.This ushers philogarchy,new global system of goverment to replace democracy.

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no one barely get it right and those who did were unusually almond eyed picketers of the rechristened jungle pelted with ridiculous pulses of the tinkering puzzle.The weakneeds are forced to join established aggresors in the saturated aggression market where men sell their souls after all other strategic choices badly needed to compete have been exhausted.Aggressors would never stop to maintain their field influence.Given that they could hardly alter the velocity they are forced instead to adopt mode of humbled aggression considered sometimes outlandish to the trademark of mainstream aggresors.There are those who enter market to pay revenge,retaliate and hardly anyone persuaded to snob their chosen course.In the competition of aggression variegated parties involved are emboldened to contest for a reward and bigger the reward the bigger the aggression including the commitment to the competition of the struggle.Those who have ample resource hardly loose over the longhaul,let alone an injured youths notfully skilled in the lore of artisanship or prenticeship. Nevertheless original template for triumphant aggression or aggressive triumph sometimes lay hidden to apathetic and nonapathetic aggressors.Dominant players in the aggression market do emulate their downlines and subjects who might be opportune someday to turn around the table of aggresion when organic pacifism turns sour for the weakneeds.It might be disproportionate but it tends to introspectively instigates change of minds fueled by erstwhile subjects'revenge or reprisal and given that aggression risk is practically constant,no one is ever saved in this insanity of revenge.Needless to say that the pattern of competition for either revenge pay off in the opposing verdict quite dissimilar and the bottomline much more counts where the onus falls.All things being equal commensurate provided and provided they are blessed with vision and right mindset,aggresive individuals get things done easily.Infact reward for humility as the best antidote too have a price. It is embarrasingly obvious that the latter looses so much proportion of priviledges prior to grand fulfilment.The strategic options to adopt such critical measures lay in choices human self reflection makes when it decides to undertake on a course of ambition,aspiration and in this context,the prospects of material fulfilment.Strategic choices basically speaking not decipherable until a bonafide condition has laid bare the nature of aggression market,including the psychical category in which mental artist falls.The patchwork of climates and circumstances which fuels this demutual concept of competition differs and is considered alien to moral choices we daily take that is most consistent with the positive outlay or most beneficial outcome that defies standard orthodoxy.Profit as a principal motif of a commercial enterprise depending on the concept of competition,they embrace in a given marketplace requires methodical assymetry to succeed.And we can affirm that anything to the contrary is a

THE PRICE OF AGGRESSION.PART 2

hat the sole panacea for paying the price of aggression in the context of commercialisation of wealth,equity,justice and freedom demand as well as the intensive absorption of mass development demand lays in the agression.Aggresion market is the most ruthless power market and a ferocious freedom market untapped without which price of aggression might perardventure be judiciously justified.Therefore too much aggression sometimes deployed in the growth and development of human arts and socioeconomic system being the metalegal arts of the society at large, should not be discouraged.The brutal leverage could pay off sometimes in the long run when tardier approach to tacit arts recourse compromised and counterproductive.In the architecture,ecological,psychological and sociological progress of aggression and agression weights and measures,the mutual economy of aggresion to be succesful relies on timing forecast,strategy,strategy options and pricing method,logistics,side reflections,distraction,anxiety anD apposite technology. This does not exclude the primordial human resources to be deployed at team building inclusive for the workability of ambition's pragmatic work practice or extant project.Power market aggression offers the sole panacea for the fulfillment and extermination of dreams,aspiration,yearning,passion,ambition and by and large vision be it small or big secures the barndoor.Only aggressive arts achieve and always at a cost of the space and horizon they occupy.The sloth before aggression could crystalise into pugilism or energetism by the moral dissidence of competitive resistance.Otherwise immobile sloth before aggresion could ignorantly price destiny away and does not spare most intelligent,most interesting human mind around.Alternatively to eschew the hard way and the tacit way,you deploy technology to enable and accelerates productive activism at the ministry of fulfilment. Empiricism has shown that as soul purity purifies the human souls those who are left behind in the successive generation of the poor were compeled to initiate new strategies and technology to close the gap between rich and poor.Infact technology if pushed too far can be the worst weapon of aggression.Strategic thinkers,scientists and technologists have introduced seamless model at generating income and wealth.Hence closing the gap between them and challenge of misery,inequality of wealth and therefore making fundamental elements of marsolist dream of universal capitalism possible.The price of aggression is made thicker by those men who make the earth bleaker.Not left behind include staggering proportion of artists in the masquerading of this hard approach fall behind where only a handful out of the whole lot succeed.Does it make a sense to avers that only a miniature could manage to sustain what they attain by the price of aggression?Tireless crusaders on the march!We cannot uncover our apex allotment by destiny and as a matter of fact cannot reach the alpine without a logical aspenstock.And

THE PRICE OF AGGRESSION .PART 1

The world is full of aggression,agressive people and aggressive nations and only a handful of world powers controls the true global politics.The blogger ibikunle laniyan in this treatise is advancing a world where political power is relegated to the backburner and economic powewr followed by social power ar allowed to control the global community of power market currently under control of political power.He called the global political system PHILOGARCHY.eNJOY THE READING. The price of aggression is not estimated until the crucifix of the agressive effect has been terminated and paid accordingly.The woebegone effect as well as the post traumatic bliss is not well estimated till aggression exit is fully felt and impact amplified.Aggression frankly speaking methinks mediates a little above standard orthodoxy and far below unconventional norms as the ordination of best practices.The price of aggression is paid a little more by artists under the imperial motif of competitive resistance.Resources differ at each artist's disposal vary with the scale of aggressive drives depending on the articles of faith and action deployed.Aggression is the best strategy to motive mass enlightenment and also a strategy invariably capitalised by aggresors to beat market competition beyond extant capacity. There are no concrete pattern and exercise of expertise to master aggression until conditional threats enables human selfreflection to initiatiate intellectual insanity at primordial threshold of strategic thinking. Subjective factors like fear of marginalisation,agoraphobia,zenophobia,claustrophobia as symptoms of inferiority complexesloosing relevance and battle,failure,threats,slavery,unfulfilled dreams ordinarily speaking can influence texture of extreme motivation for inordinate triumph causes stressful mankind to adopt unholy methods to outlive and beat competition.Unfruitful aggression is no winning strategy,lacks merit,when quantified by its field tactics making requisite expertise outdated and moral capacity to suceed where there are no graphical strategy to get a reward from the true economics of agression or later indiscriminately terminates causes for every failed effect detonated.When mankind turns standard rationality upside down then it becomes a fact that market agression is finally crawling out of standard orthodoxy,intoxicates the artist involved over its market influence. To create wealth aggression is needed and grow standard of living and maximize wealth,it can takreflectively several dimensions based on the existence of aworkpractice or aggrandised delusion of emotional arts.In the projectof ambition,measure by the scale of ambition there is a strategic demand for the mobilisation of artistic aggression that appreciates the quality of arts robed with the latent sedentary technocracy.This cannot be demystified in the face of failure threats,growing much vaunted expectation and immense pressure to succeed beyond garb of immediate environment.To protect checkered antecedence,appropriate scale of ambition is vital to maintain the intergrity of such antecedence and to effect such protection,succesful aggressors go to any length to pay the more exorbitant price for higher form of aggression to get amplified reward.They can mobilise resources for the extensive capitalisation of aggresion including its pricing method to outlive congruent and incongruent competitors old and new monopolising or oligopolising the robust cartel of aggression market for many years to come.Note

THE MERCHANDISE OF THREE KINGDOMS.PART 4

of the witterest sands. O Cerebration,celerity plead my cerebrum to the antechamber of this commerce.Clinkily foregathers" Do not swear,they spoke in alibi,cloudless torts to clutter.This merchandise,witterest sands foated over the realms,boundless shores and farthest seas not encroached nor constipated by the laity. Jungles and bohemians,oddyseys and course lovers,Sweetest faintest spurious succumbs.Tis at someone`s coattails,circumstances as cobber of slothful coastline catapults Jack Robinsons. Like coagulants they clobber at this sound bank to chisel pedigrees and landmark coincidence.Not the cognoscenti to infatuate cold comfort.Homely in your drift,plain good spoken confession resides, 0 Where hip rises like fair mound. If that be the measure of joy,let ages plough fallow in the farthest seas.And to the public gaunt and mensfolk`s haunt,let ages fair justice speaks. Subjects!Not the mutineers,with the prisoners of wars`camp?Does it sound rational to avers that your sovereign

THE MERCHANDISE OF THREE KINGDOMS.PART 3

as my villainous guests and be scorned to stampede at your solemnity,portly aversed to your bitterest gall,the golden memoirs of purplish blues shall not renege pious obeisance of empiricus cheeks. And it abounds as vintaged mulcts in the kismet,Her substance fair not much less epitomises fair sun that kills envious dusks and pugnacious simoom." "Now with my body politics hamstrung beyond body blow,whereon bob`s your uncle,my boltholes abide." "If thou dost not love,not much shalt thou avers this boon as your boon companion.The stiff upper lips'walls abide. Perforce did you tremble,tis your butt the bull's eyes bustery shots.As butch'n`butches refrain butchers your byword of a stigma your calaboose of a caged birds cacophonous groans. Fain not farewell compliment.Does your kismet not abideth this orgy of passionate eyes?" "O gentle minds lead in your counsel.Carouse cat and mouse to my casus belli constant.And my ensure this witterest sands that tender thee.Retreats from catholicity of

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at scant show of seeing sun,runs the strutted jest that cannot be drooled but inflect her with sedentary sun and lo trudge merry mien in sinking sands. Lest if be wit,passionate eyes doth not aloof deformities cure. To stay reverence to the stickiest ears,from daylight lull,betaken within boisterous prolixity of the winds and bounds. Over frozen bossom of the intemperate and intemperate claws,it lays its bed of substance,fair and unfair as fugacious pinnywheel. To turn on dewdropping and jaw dropping Pentecost of fair writs and fair wits.The pentagrams is it fair?To the forfeit of the much villest sands of untimely much frivolities of time.What verity`s sake which doth them the passing moon of yonder knights?O now i know tis pumpy see wits scathed you mean vulgarian au contraire the cheerful heart`s incision sweet beyond memoirs" "O Your holy radiance come hither,embroidered with gory of scornful spite. When the weary days and weary nights shall spent as my

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The Merchandise of witterest sands.The king enters palace and alone with him his heir aparent. A windstormed coxcomb of a winebiber shrouded in an evasive windheater,threshed for the wickerwork and wildfowled for the wildoats. Not a whit of whizkid,this whoop of white hope gone whoopee to make a whoopee in dingy sands.To whimper the whipping boy of an impetuous greyhound over whines of whimsies and whiffy gooses,wherefores the wheedle out wheels,fair mounds of thumping threads in the rubicon sallow. What a wetdream? Waterbirds dislodged from the windjammer,were wetblankets,waspish in the whale of time,wangling war neves,drowned in watercourses. "O this emblem of glory too fair to bliss me benumb.Too despair to vow me foresworn.And to liberty,my crucifix shall not deny. Now to your glory of posterity shall i add more grease and craves for freedom brows,in fair brace stricken in withered summers. Heretics feast on the berserk splendour

ILLEGAL DETENTION AND CRIMINAL LAW IN NIGERIA

he practice of nationbuilding begins with robust legal system to ensure equity and fairness in the dispensation of justice and order in a sensitive clime.Infact human capital development not just sustainable economic and political development is impracticable in the atrophy of robust legal system by ensuring first and foremost that personal liberty or critical access to personal liberty as sancrosanct fundamental human right of the citizenry is heavily protected against odds as it may be in critical times.On saturday,of april i was arrested 24 hours at the igando police station without access to fair hearing or my right to fair hearing as typical trademark of the Nigerian police force was abused.Tackling the spiral of illegal detention or illegal police arrest of a suspect or defendant in general is a critical challenge to nation building. Nevertheless there are critical legal instruments that guarantee personal liberty as a core ensemble of fundamental human right of the citizenry can be tackled effectively.For instance section 35 of Nigerian constitution and article 3 of african charter on human right(Ratification and enforcement)act,cap(A9)laws of federation of Nigeria 2004 save as otherwise provided by the law,police have no express power to detain any one.However section 38 of the police act 2020 allows police to arrest with condition.The criminal law does not empower police to arrest unconditionally in contrast to gross abuses by the police officers abusing the power of arrest,donated by section 38 arresting and detaining citizens like me indiscriminately even in civil matters.All international human right provisions not excluding nigerian constitution oppose illegal arrest and detention without sufficient evidence.Freedom from wrongful or false imprisonment or any physical restraint either in prison or on the street is defined as personal freedom.Hence, personal liberty of a person may be contravened exceptions in section 35(1)(a-f) of 1999 constitution that indicates personal liberty is suspended once there reasonable suspicion of a suspect having committed criminal offense.But if made within confines of the law maynot constitute a breach of citizen's rights No matter how short adetention is can be breach of citizens'right section 5(1) of the police act made provision to protect personal liberty.Section 35(2),(3),(4) of 1999 constitution and section 35 of police act.Any breach leads to illegal detention with or without trial.Nigeria is a signatory to UN Charter or UN declaration of human rights and african charter of human right and had domesticated those treaties and laws specifically the section that guarantees personal liberty section 35.Hence it must be protected or controlled or encumbered by due process of the law.That is to say through court order execution and also guaranteed by ACJA2015.Any violation of this right no matter how short like my own experience is a breach given that arrest and detention especially in civil cases are unconstitutional. Infact such arraignment of that person and of subsequent arraignment cannot or would not cure the illegality or unconstitutionality of the arrest and suspect`s detention in contravention of section 35.Abuse of landlord power is quite sickening and in my case demeaning.Whereas my landlady boasted behind me according to what my brother told me after i came home from detention.She said and i quote,'kunle is stubborn and i will teach him a lesson`.The arrest was driven by wilful prejudice and the fact presented ommitted the much earlier actionable offense of tresspas and interference perpertrated earlier by the landlady.That is he made forcible entry to effect repairs no notice between 24hrs and 48hrs prior to entry and he did it twice and the second while checking the man hole to detect repair spots.In the lagos criminal law forcible entry is an actionable offense.And in the law of equity it says'he who goes to equity must go with clean hands' According to that section 35,it says'Any person who is unlawfully arrested or detained shall be entitled to compensation and public apologyfrom appropriate authority or person'. It was unfortunate that even thepolice woman that did the arrest shown only her police identity card and claimed she had the power to arrest. Whereas the law mandatesinvitation letter or arrest warrant before any arrest which she disputed.The warrant ordinarily must be signed by a judge or magistrate and when the IPO came there was no such warrant.Hence i have the right to sue for damage to be awarded me to compensate for my unlawful arrest and illegal detention.As an aggrieved person,i have the right under the law of tort to sue the police and complainant for malicious prosecution and compensatory damages.I didnt resist the police arrest which is risky,can cause harm and criminal charges.I followed the police woman according to my lawyer's ordnance and headed to igando police station inside Marwa tricycle.Section 35(3)of the police act 2020 answers the rest of the proceedings which talks about contact your family,friends and relation with the help of madam blessing a local police woman. With the exception of cases like murder and armed robbery all boys and girls,men and women at the counter should not be held in prison in the first instance,more than between 24hours and 48hrs and any longer or further detention can only be done by a judge and a magistrate.Wrongful detention is quite common.Does it make sense to charge a suspect with serious offence just to have them detained yet make little effort to investigate them?The police woman ought to have investigate my case properly before my arrest and my right to fair hearing unimpaired by landlady's prejudice branding conflicting evidence.Whereas she perpetrated tresspas first begun actionable made forcible entry to effect repair before my allegation of wilful damage was leveled. In the statement i made at the igando police station,i complained too about my trampled right.This include 1.lack of tenancy aggreement;2.non issuance of receipt:any nonissuance in context is 100k fine or 300k for 3years. I Complained bitterly before she brought fake receipts for rent increase since 2019 over which there was no offer let alone an acceptance or contract.Lack of tenancy aggreement does not give her the locus standi to issue quit notice and am entitled to 6 months notice and a 7day quit notice.It is fraudulent to collect rent and yet refuse tenant entry into their tenancy period.Whatever quit notice you issue terminate the moment tenant pays new rent,yet my landlady refused refund of 100k i paid into first bank account on march 10.This landlady wanted to evict me before december and gave only june to vacate the premise.When we moved in 2012 january period of subsidy protest,we met the house uninhabitable for which there is pictorial evidence.Yet she accused me of willful damage to the house that wasnt habitable and toilet and bathroom doors badly dilapidated.My complaint to landlord fell on deaf ears claimed we bachelors are irresponsible but provided new doors to our cotenants.Unfortunately when they left the so called responsible couple badly damaged their apartment In the Lagos criminal law in part 2 of Offences against public order,chapter 8 of unlawful assemblies ,Breaches of the peace.It talks of forceful entry and later forcible possesion and shed more light on threatening violence.In chapter 9 of disclosure of official secrets and removal of documents,talks of wrongful communication of information.In chapter 11 of offences relating to administration of justice talks of fabricating of evidence and false accusation. Chapter 35 of unlawful damage to property also talks about unlawful interference.Wilful Damage:My brother was accused of wilful damage and that was quite unfair considering the earlier durres of interference and forcible entry made by the landlady.A true definition of offense and actionability in this context also blamed the landlady as the instigator and accomplice in the wilful damage.Both offence carry similar penalties.Let me go back to Chapter 29 that talks of offences similar to stealing talks about fraudulent appropriation of power and the landlord is guilty of power abuse,threatening violence to evict gullible tenant, cheating,forceful entry and attempt at forcible possesion etcetera prior to exit of tenancy period. My learned counsel let me reiterate my concern over regularity of illegal detention in our country prison and police system two principal of the legal system.In 2012,over 38,352 or 71% of nigerian prison population were perpetually detained awaiting uncertain trials. The proportion of the pretrial detainees is quite stable in the last 2 decades. I was shocked by innocent boys at the igando police station detained with no wherewithal of defence for days or weeks behind counter urinating,eating and sleeping in the same gaol,some menstruating ladies immobile and unkempt spreading odour in the congested incommodious room of 33 prison inmates.According to Nigerian prison service in 2006,pretrial detention lasted sometimes close to 4 years.I was awazed with the case of alade vs federal republic of nigeria.He was brought before the magistrate court in yaba,lagos on allegation of armed robbery that lacks jurisdiction over the case brought against the suspect.He was remanded in custody and then held in maximum prison at kirikiri for close to 9years.In 2012 ecowas court released him.I dont know:why should they detain suspect above 48hours?More boys were held bars on account of 'holding charge`which means indefinite detention of suspects without charge or due process of law. According to supreme court,it upheld that over 70percent of nigerian prison population comprises of pretrial detainees and close to a quarter have been behind bar over the years.We have overburdened justice system and distorted court system.What was the profit of 2.7m.naira compensation paid to alade a man whose golden strenght was squandered for almost a decade?We have been unjustly treated and we desire that justice prevails.I do not know where i would find rent to last till january.In the law of equity,it says equity aids the vigilant,that he goes to equity must not delay,and that he who goes to equity must go with clean hands.I Plead you my notary public,my legal counsel.make haste.

GOLDEN MEMOIRS .SONNET 2

mauls avalanche of golden memoirs lost to its riverbed.Waning reflections on bedspread divorced from mystic flight.The nebulous psyches being termagant jettison resurfaced masked at betternoire exultation.Ostentatious flashlight,flashes forth from golden memoirs,vamoosed in a klieglight into vacuous space.Woke up in the morn too late to recall,trances and seances wrought in suspicion and thalidomide baby.The magic wand of the uppermost custom and behold how i with vicissitudes had sheathed the fortunate but famished road to distress gales forlorn asundered into silvermoon's gilded chamber,crystalines glistening goldplated castles'abode breezing with yachts of golds avers fait accomplait over my cay's seagreened searoom unfurled.May i know vicissitudes!vicissitudes! vicissitudes!Over its canyon peyote cries.Let me know the microdot and shall i not grimace adinfinitum.Forlorn machismos beseech to know the magic formula.O pentagram the pentagram evanesces gales enroute the canyon.May i know you o pentagram?

GOLDEN MEMEOIRS.SONNET 1

I stormbound a mothercarey`s kitchen impinged by stormcloud. In the rickety gale of storm trooper,trenches in subterfuge though. Ruckus and rumpus in a nick,straddling and straggling over cracks and howls of vicissitudes. Trapped in sordid feet.To break the stalemate and stratosphere.And clutches at straw without bricks to make a straw.Gathering vacuous clouds like a streak of lightning for the vamoose rolling stones. Waifs and strays upon the lour of sullen earth.Gathers strands with broken cheeks and pinky navel.I of my taint and blue funks,only so much irascible sinew it can afford.Obscene permit me to take umbrage may i not goof!Sometimes it deemed fit a sumptuous fiddle.With windswept over dancing gallery of distant gales.Peradventure misdemeanour as malfeasance had flooded sinking bridge and sour grape pellets overgrown orchards.Avarice books tempestuous telex beyond its modulated frequency.Dubious terrafirma and blokes of wrinkled petals oft tenderfoot slippery roughshod unflinched.Midnight sun mauls

SACRAMENT OF THE SICK.PART 1

I do not blindly believe you could live off creed?" "Oh,do i need it to get results?" "So,you dont know what do i mean by creed?" "And if i may ask?" "Your doctrine of course" "And so what?Please spare me rod of that garbage.I dont care a fig am a farmer and i live big in my farm.Go tell it to the goofs"morose strickened looked away."Oh you re farmer,you already have one like any rational element." "i dont care tell it to the mountain." "That sound sachariferous!" "Oh you punsmith a bit too." "Do you have problem with that?" "uhhmmm..." "When you observe them you re living on purpose and that's your last rites". "Yea" "You hear me that right?Your sacred wits,sacrament of the sick,your holy oil of the sick." "u mean unction divine?" "whatever" "okay okay""oh my sacrament,my liturgy,communion,baptism.Yea i have a custom.Should one does that you multiply your outcome with that viaticum.Otherwise you ll be salubrous or abrasive." "exactly.You kinda noticed custom or habbit formation brings out the estimated best in man." "You re right specifically as the prisoner of conscience,you have an ambition and ambulance to insure your risk in case you loose your head." "How does that jargon come to be?" "What if you re lullf into serendity?" "What do you mean....serendi....what?" "Thought you re a wordsmith like Soyinka?" "No,no you re nigger bugger bigger than wordsmith a punsmith the patriarch of obscuratism in the continent.You bard of alupluto lustrous than kogi" "Let the whole world judge you" "Are you gotta a nobel already?i knew that afterpart of a place in the guinness book of record." "Whatever!you mean in your research you re whisked into another impromptu discovery like Thomas Edison unveiled new discoveries in the stead of extant research that led to the discovery of electric bulb.Your might be distracted by such abnegation which could annex original interest for novel discovery that he later made.That is serend..What if you barely use new discovery well or that serendipity process,what would you

PEARL HARBOUR.PART 1

The shrinking mouse,a modest violet,sheepheaded,unbusinesslike,shimmied still at the doppelganger of the shingled sidestreet and embelished blackstreet,broached from shooting blank shivaree.Still,the shivved impale,toting,jerked and shleped by shoo,scat and hightails of Sherlock Holmes,the shogun at his county,constituency.Sometimes shortwinded,whooping,gasping,screeching,shrieking,howling,wrinkled,withdrawn and shrunken at the shuddersome shuckjives.Insulated by the Holmes,mystified,clueless,bewildered,schookest and bolixed,stroking sometimes his erried moustache and shrunk goatee,soothed himself with ballet dancers,gogodancers,showgirls and danseuses in culdesacs culdesac.Turning inwards,distress tales hangover,funfare pubs at the sympatico mobile canton,buzzed he Shiraz,Claret,Pinot,Cabernet,Savignon,Burgundy,Merlot,pickled tabletop,solace in the rustic paparazi,the shutterbugs,alehouses and fattidic sinfonietta,sibilation of the scuzzbagged chorus girls,bunnies,kittens and sometimes guffaws,anecdotes and

WADING BIRDS.PART 1

Vicarious earthlings vestured by victorian vicissitudes on the prowl,Should i lend my sentry to the watercourses like the foxes and the owls,my apothegm shall breathe voraciously."Oh i implore you whitehope and whitelivered,art is melodious,art is melodrama"Why recriminations hurled at your candour of rectilinear rectitude? Your redhanded redhot species,a broken reed,reeved by redolent redtapism reduplicates heresies.Your redhand redhot,a broken gong,wacky redcap galled by whacking refrain of recurrent recusance at red light district,To devour reductioadabsurdum of the waning redlight.Your reef knot,squareknot will not recuperate,nor to recrudescence lessened should you gone berserk your arts blemished in refulgency,in regalia with pompousity. How a regiment so tisomaniac the coronated its with unbriddled reification of the carnal reinforcement,reintergrates achiles heel's unindemnified ado.That reimburses and relapses with impunity stuck upon its hilarious dunghills of reinforced reincarnate.Hellbent upon this cadence,time kills faster with karma than be reprehended or remedied with flagelating frangibility of the mortal`s punitive expedition.Time reminiscences and rhapsody of golden memoirs,slavish offender`s guilt,remounts karma with rendezvous.Oft a rendezvous slingshot,a remote control of time`s remedies barely tarries.Rent strike,retrospective conscience caveat,repel your repugnant repine and seafaring altar reimburses sissified and sitting ducky earthlings rentfree equity and libertas.May the willynillied folks frozen beneath war of nerves and warcry not wager time's virulence,not to repose in gallantry,dime a dozen temporal taint to scoff the apostate nor its recluse to repudiate tendentious retribution. Shall we repulse into the remorseless punitive garb of time's bruising arrows palatable or not its reckoning bequest nor patrimonial residue forecast? Reticence and retrospection time's furious tides,retroverted and

OPEN CONSCIENCE AND SUSTAINABLE GOVERNANCE

Governance is open conscience and only truth can heal it-author. We are bestowed with open conscience of social mores and quite etchinated fact to eschew its significance in the primordial tradition of social order and social stability.The uniqueness of social capital via cultural contract is quite demystified in the developing societies and speaks volume about the esoteric haermohage catapulted by the obsession of political and social instability prevalent in third world societies.We do not spare either the advanced societies of spanking and remediation given the objective comprehensibility of our burgeoning novel research methodology maneavred in this context requires a relative biblio-surgical organic and inorganic process meiosis. However,the strategic intergration of leadership alone does not quite seem rational option and to be so otherwise fathomed or predisposed to exonerate followership is quite puerile and preliterate given the fact for the upteenth time it is the substructure Given the fact that it is the substructure or soil texture upon which leadership as the superstructure component of the socioeconomic system is built depends on the utmost welfare or rational wherewithal of leadership.Obviously unfair leadership prejudice does not objectively unveil the magnitude of this berated and much maligned fact.Quite peculiar and quixotic that the mordern age cariously disputes the beleaguered fact with stark indiference to unveiling the moral rebuke and unfair caricature of open intransigence with which it endows this critical bias attributed to moral decline that catalyses the bane for moral failure of sustainable governance in the troubled region.We are not appaled to endorse and appreciate likely moral awakening and remediate the organic rebuke of open fact being the tedious option available at securing moral input and quality outcome that must be appended by those who know.Given that the character of trust and sustainable capacity building could be tardier to reach maturity. in the muddy waters of governance and governance practices respectively.A method of fair and equitable information flow could prevent moral distrust betwixt leadership and followership spheres,invariably a forerunner of social stability in meticulous climes. Truth according to Uthman Dan Fodio'is an open wound`and quite saddening organically when under siege by those who ought to know and so spite desire to know.The fairness of fair hearing to accelerate unbriddled information flow and the legal framework to assist the immanent social interaction to attain this goal is somewhat interrogated and a loophole for bucaneers of justice to exploit the irresponsible option,subconsciously passed as subjective verdict to the assumed innocent parties.We are emboldened to reprimand falsehood as open conscience when truth is assailed and chronically under siege with no available option in sight to obtain redress from unfair climate that nations and individuals find themselves.The inherent atrophy of open conscience and truth where defenders of realm are grossly missing or inadequate calls for mortgage of societal equity and justice.Human,social and political prejudice feeds perfectly as critical contributor towards periodical dismemberment of social stability.Partial information flow at one end,information flow is enabled and at other end of critical tunnel,it is cut off.World politics as world history extremely complex and intertwined provides a fertile soil for richer debate and invariably strategic alliance of parties though justified often enable partial information heavily politicised given the fact both selfpreservation or protection of political interest as well as conflict of interest occur paripasoo to favour balkanised parties. Consequently divisive pluralism lulls into social and political instability.Frankly speaking it does not require a rocket science to ensure moral reawakening from both parties.Otherwise,lack of objective consensus and chronic disability of social capital plagued with extreme moral erosion making it difficult to break the stalemate and therefore lengthens the corosive lacuna.This aggravates the tardier nature of dispute settlement and legal freedom.The complex nature and world history of extreme social,political and economic instabilities invariably stems from some parties taking sides in the context of threat from opposing assymetry,catapulting undesirable propensities of divisive pluralism.To assume that unseen ends justifies the means in the customised polarity of balkanised open conscience portends graver injustice for welfare of social stability whthout with man as endangered species confronted with inalienable proof of extinction.Understanding the complex politics of power market,power market theories and allied periodical adjustment gives us an overview of world power market direction how power is shared and distributed among polities and economies for a just,equitable and fair world order.When we rebuke open conscience an equitable sense of fairness is rebuked and not realising that truth is subjective erode and abused.To those who claim a right might no longer be justified to claim the right and those who supposedly otherwise were declared wrong might no longer be wrong.Truth is relative not necessarily objective and never subjective,much more supplanted by effect rather causes. The extreme polarity portends graver concern.The insularity of open conscience is a pointer of social stability that ordinarily insures the utmost welfare of social order.Moral assumption makes organic justice looks so much trivial,obscene and dirty and tend to smuggle behind backled door balkanised justice.With strategic evidence moral assumption riding on the backheel of human prejudices defeats objective sense of equity and fairness in mordern age.Global society is under siege of assymetric institutional isolatry that is a hero worship to the detriment of those they the opposing parties hate and we are disenfranchised to rebuke the critically insensate majority against the solemnities of sparsely distributed cerebral.A good sense of justice comes from equalitarian minds,mentored by organic learning though it requires heavier doses of information flow to break even.World civilisation in general was cultured by complicated transitory web of inorganic learning but also interestingly acultured at most critical period has its own comeuppance and at every twist and turns of historical evolution the uniqueness of mass learning was better appreciated where organic learning by and large saved the world from the most ridiculous part of history.Epistemologically,organic learning tends to emulsify fair learning functioning under the critical alibi of autonomous psychology.Psychoanalytically,it is inapposite for prejudiced psyche to pass verdict and defeats critical essence of a bonafide axiom.Moral encumbrances are invariably rebuked by collective objectivity of pristine arts not divulged from stark realities when fortunately colonised by organic learning.The chemistry of political and social reaction

A FOOTBRIDGE SNIPPET.PART 4

munching queen at the poolside,piggy took a pew,threw clarts at Aluplutans,threw them much nark,disconsolate ire and muchrake avalanche.To embark on brasstacks evade eluded him he on cassocks and casque,decked over his temple,trounced at the bewilderment of heavily fortified castellated fort's portcullis a barricaded causeway from the parapet and the drawbridge ,gallivanting over the castle's serene moat.His gut's castigate of the cast iron locks by fifth columnists buffoons,unboarded him caravan for the moat's swin to glide the battlements'bailey and battlement's vertiginous stroll to the barbican.There was sedentary carnage with the garrison men at arms compeled to capitulate at the cavalry of his dexterity.Pooled carcasses into the moat,with their cheesecloths,clothed himself and masqueraded as barbican guard.Now landed he a walloping wallow in on his waltzing wallah feet in poolside proximity caressed with queen and mermaids whose tipsy were oblivious of tacit invasion.The pendulum swung of the imposing

A FOOTBRIDGE SNIPPET.PART 3

as nuisance value for the pecking order.Alas,Abesian palace annexed.Pyrates at the nullah,to whisk holy icunabulam pentagram away and the crown's carcass.Disguise at the monolith for a brownstudy of the annexed castle.theft of Holy icunabulum erodes her imperial majesty yet she queendom reigns.Make haste before dusk".Like the golden boy's vignette,moonstruck with similitudinous monochrome,moped little,resuscitated mooring to mom over the palace morid morass.The golden feet of the moss grown mother carey's kitchen whose motif was nourished at the monolith,for the mothballs'sentry incentivised motherwit the vengeful spite of motheatened reprisal.Hid in the moat,struck in earnest,mogged and mowed down a mobsters' trio in mufti at the monolith's patrol.A swashbuckling muffler,a mousetrapped mountaineer now stood above the garrison,peeped palaces moving pictures'beneath."Nope never neverland.Odalisque's not niggard's sphinx,bravo".Behold he the outrageous mulcting and munching queen at the poolside,piggy took a

A FOOTBRIDGE SNIPPET.PART 2

volleyed from the dark behind.Her footprint flouncing the footpath to exit the folkway.She a thriller footsure,a regalia fntworth,was bullied for a foothold,in a footpound with the folketymology of the forbidden ground:'Prithe you o damsel had the footpads came into town?'Nobled he her forbidden fruit rekindled at the night hawked jungle of the forcemajeure.Nightingales chirping beautiful songs of the amazon far away on the eve of nobblese oblige's ninedays wonder.Nippily she wobbled and retreated,doughed with her empirical nitrates,to nitpick the nonced no man's land.'Monsieur nosyparker,you nomad at Alupluto,how dare you,a forbidden ground?'He pulled off the hijab'Nope,introvert aluplutan northwest River abesi.`"Waow,a noisome no go area,behive of dissidents and mutineers,oh dalai lama prithee my soul's salvation.''She supplicated mothernature a benediction in a curfewed hours of tragicomedy.'' ''Not yet in town?"reiterated."Northwards turned they monotonous and you here nose around as nuisance value for

A FOOTBRIDGE SNIPPET.PART 1

Hardly had he alighted in full fling from the dromedary munitioned with switchblade did he spot a flibbertigibet a disconsolate protege a geisha girl of arabian pyrates and fifth columnists.A floorshow revel,flighty,forlorn floozy,highland fling,flimsily trodded and flounced her mercurial nocturnal escapade in the duck of footloose riverie.Not at ease with floodlit streets,opened the floodgate at the floating bridge as the flybynight flop of her electrified feet flinty flipflopping the footloosed footbridge.Ducked with bouquet of flowers,grandiloquent embroidery of flowerpot and flowerbed on the east side flushed with breathing corolla and piebald species.Crocus,hollyhock,hibiscus,geranium,iris, breezily fondling in the flower garden,daisy,sunflower,cow slip,rose,forgetmenot,fuchsia,passionflower,runnerbean and daffodils threshed in the folkway of followmyleader and petals of roses danced from the rear,in their folliages like a bit of fluff.Like a footman,in a footfault footfallen,at forbidden degrees volley

ST.BLUE QUEER STREET.PART 3

barley wine and not with a tenthfoot pole,did they barndance with bassoons and strumpets in the ramshackled gothic bordelos.Waow,that an attic of a barometer to bargepole the banana republic's idiosyncracies a lion's den of haggard dreamland beanpoles and bedraggled bedridden beast of burdens.Bedlam at their beck and call,bedaubed with beetroot's red,not beholden to make a belicose beeline a belted earl of nirvana.Benumbed motherwit,motherearth was beneficent aloof.Bessotted bersert had courted a belted earl in vain to the bestiality of bestrewed horses,playing affiances with the Arabian pyrates.Billygoats as nannygoats in the nebulous goatskins,a blizzard of blindspots,blackmagic,bloodmoney billy os,blabbermouthf blackspots honey combed in midday sun.Bumper to bumper bumptious bungholes,slothful did a bunk much farthest.Tis the bullyboy's bull eye bullish bumps,vintage assholes beneath bunted drew graffitis in trenchwarfare.Buzzards threshed upon buzzards to buttonhole golden morn's grand finale.Let me the

ST.BLUE QUEER STREET.PART 2

Salacious salacity.Morrow clears its sedate cloud there were no clampdowns and clamps at the clarinetists'clangour.Cleanshaven,cleanlimped cleverdicks cling to the melodious cline.That she cappers to closet where adumbrated company bunkered manners swung to the concave condone.Machismos drowned on crimson lake frigging cerulean sky could not contend and plucky crows thus began:"Who would bite this cherry?"fussypot clarinetist quelled playing the fusillade."Across the arrays of stonehearted psychopaths,who loathed fiasco greedily and the table of either benign or malevolent,bloodhungry,tipsomaniac lumberjacks,sentinels in their infuriated but ebullient cozy glamour,solemn gazes,blue darkened eyes,pelted with sunshine and the own silhouettes,whispering air through the deadwood,feet of exterior steps,gallivanting lugubrious.Wore she splendiferously with barrette her bespoke leotard with black mantilla of ferocious shadow dimmed the luster of her blondehair,trampled seashells scooped from the hills at River

ST.BLUES QUEER STREET.PART 1

Tubular bells ring impetuously from the ashheaps,meteorc vapours stupendous stupefied,morning garlands frozen from the antartica snow.Misty roads wrung into culdesac bade adieu to golden morn,roosted bedevilled sands of times frizzled into imponderable space had adumbrated pounces on adulterate adventitious to adulate the jigsaw conundrum.Ageless aftermath decrepit peregrinatory winces betoken frozen fields.Agent provocateaur!Agent provocateaur!Crowns dissidents with silvermoon.What a stench of an aesthetics,what sordid affix they lay affiances to afficianados,vulgarian fraction,gregarious birds of passage,hewers of woods who swore allegiance to motherearth,that it may motherwit the allegory in sordid allergy of almond eyed abstinence.All get outs on all fours,almshouses smoke aloft,alpined by voracious rents,ambulances deathknell and alloyed almoners,egalitarian alpha and omegas.They lay bare ambivalent ambience of Alupluto's st.blue queer street,to suffocate ambrosia ampersand silver moon.A shinx of silver

A LOVER'S HUNTER.PART 2

Salacious salacity.Morrow clears its sedate cloud there were no clampdowns and clamps at the clarinetists'clangour.Cleanshaven,cleanlimped cleverdicks cling to the melodious cline.That she cappers to closet where adumbrated company bunkered manners swung to the concave condone.Machismos drowned on crimson lake frigging cerulean sky could not contend and plucky crows thus began:"Who would bite this cherry?"fussypot clarinetist quelled playing the fusillade."Across the arrays of stonehearted psychopaths,who loathed fiasco greedily and the table of either benign or malevolent,bloodhungry,tipsomaniac lumberjacks,sentinels in their infuriated but ebullient cozy glamour,solemn gazes,blue darkened eyes,pelted with sunshine and the own silhouettes,whispering air through the deadwood,feet of exterior steps,gallivanting lugubrious.Wore she splendiferously with barrette her bespoke leotard with black mantilla of ferocious shadow dimmed the luster of her blondehair,trampled seashells scooped from the hills at River

A LOVER'S HUNTER.PART 1

Gaunt she chambermaid calicoed with camiknickers the calypso,she danced on the camberous broth.Bickering camouflage on the calories dancing the swinging companiles and chimes at camaraderie with her candela.Canapes and canneloni slipped off her butterfingers,candid candelabra and candlesticks glittering the nocturnal cannonade and cannonballs like canisters,the euphonium and cacophony of bursting horns.Not drooping capers,charleston and cantovers like capillary gravity,capriccio swung her riffle to ignition.Carafe swooped off her maschismo cesspit himself stuck upon chaiselongue at the carpentry of carousal as if struck with catatonic cataracts of the cavernous carol.And to the cemetery of vociferous cenotaphs,celerity with censor bred not his cedar tongue.Chasm of a chef d'oeuvre to grin like a cheshire cat libido's chiaroscuro at grand cherry.They lit up his chin,chubble frame adonis chucked at hips fondle of the cinderella with circlet to the circadian cipher that she chuckled to cinders at his salacious

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 8

Gavel in their closet kindled in reverse dubbed trot outs spunned manifold triplicates.By midnight had gone gaga summoned barbarians to the forest truck farms,pulled by gravity of tubthumpers'demagoguery.Temporaneously trumped the last trump,cymbals and trumpets hardly dampen the tumults'tumescence and metrocity uproars'gallivanting.In the twinkling of an eye,there was a turning point.A triplicate?A turncoat?A golden boy by fatherhood was stunned by the ultrasonic,ultramarine,ulterior and ultraviolet typhoon gripping the plains.Perceived he Aluplutans from the breadline,evaded waterspouts,out of the seesawed pitfalls of the saturnalia boats,balkanised tyros trumpet jubillant hills."Hurrah uncrowned kings and queens"chanted in the triplicate his ecstatic pen,the golden chance of uncharted forest.Did overplay his hands for the handful apostles'engross to summon contagious hardihood.A cubicle upon which the textured earth threw up the golden boyish patriarch,for the golden age chivalry annointed when fishmonger.

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 7

Cadence summoned,coagulated a derisive nuance in aftermath of charybdis cancerous honeymoon,with which he stippled Alupluto at silvermoon.A solitaire by nature's spectrum will suffice it to sourdough jubilant hills.No longer vent he his spleen on starry eyed gypsies and the sporadic quixotic friction spouting Alupluto.Once a theatregoer relished the melifluous theatrics of the tranced velocity,nails him with the therapeautics of its theosophy.He scribbles:'Are they the pretentious sapiens,a gregarious birds of passage not thespians like contortionists,conjurers,jugglers,acrobats,glove puppet and marionette at the proscenium and scenery?Are they not too directors and gangway generalissimo overlooking the stage from the yonder spotlight balcony and box,to borrow a clue?Shall we gloss off existentialism as gobbledygook,what wretched souls that we are.`He dubbed a triplicate of the scraggly scrap heap,in the morn at River Abesi,trotted them to fellow obstreperous fishmongers who plight his troth.Their gavel in

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 6

mutant by sentinel with sealegs caroled by triumphant hills.Quite a quirky umbrage to behold!Piscatory merchants trapped with the seine with which they riparians.Aluplutans self assertive,self absorbed and self assured when sunset fell rose the sunrise with sedition and the seapirates and the fifth columnists drowned in the net.Thraldom fled.In the flickering reel,klieglight fell they bickered with Scylla and Charybdis,played the seesawed.He was shuddered and the seance vamoosed eternity into imponderable space.As if scotchscape,the sellotaped tongue fell off,awoke and stood up trembling,pulsing and pulsate,to heave the hypnotic sign of the phantasmagoriac hangovers.In the tranced friction,a wraithful cadence was with sforzando played shellshocked and his tongue slipped.'A sightseer!A bespoke doubting thomas no more.O thraldom fell o thraldom fled.Eureka!`With bombarded vertigo,he reminisced the silhouette,the eponymous snapshot and silical texture of the tranced catapult.The pointblank statuesque cadence

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 5

Intermittently at fifth columnists'affront did he himself rile apart at the prolegomena.Like an open letter contemplating the free verses pouted the potpouris,dislodged from the backwaters to postulate the primrosed horizon:'How could we the scenic shifters`scoundrels and betternoire not doped by free verses literattis' sloth to muse?How did we not at this riverbed not quarrantine to drown them leaguers and reprobates,doubting thomases off board?`Regurgitated his scourge at contemplative scowl and thrown overboards scraps.Scraggly scrapheap of the free verses scurrilous seafaring seabird at sedate seabed atoned with manic depression,unseated,scythed the night away and back to pyllon the cavehouse. SCYLLA AND CHARYBDIS:Wobbling heels taken off this perplexity of scurvy scutcheon,took the staircase,fell upon couch,coalscuttled and somnolent.The seaborne seascaped trance scuds the whole shooting match grit he ethereal plane seasick on the seashore,met him a seance,burst at the seams of cyclonic clairvoyance.A

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART.4

in the candled dark.Flimsily,whistling philharmonic in sforzando and rallentando as if flageolating his nimbling nightline.The adjacent sea to the river hardly famished,a seaborne quintessence of species floodtide.A divertisimentoed melange of lungfish,haddock,salmon,roach,pike,eel,trout,catfish,carp,mackerel,herring,sardine,cod,dogfish,anchovy,sole,plaice and halibut.Nourished ecosystem rejoices with staples,tuna,shark and seashore seahorse farthest aboard.Not a toilsome ploughing torpedo of hebdomadal and diurnal embargo,to spur avocation recess,shores berthed with flagships.Ricocheted in fiasco at this freeverse did he first safety cudgel.Still parsimoniously ransacked in reverse its motheaten oracle to annex and contract obfuscation at River Abesi's eve.Too tardy to wedge and too subtle to wade.The monkeywrenched annex had safety valve slothed them in,honeymooners,moneygrubbers,quidocrats,lucremongers,tipsomaniac and sadomasochists a flybynight.Intermittently he did himself rile apart at the prolegomena

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 3

Dare you not ill will,prophylaxis held at your stead deposition and bade you farewell.Parrots shall no longer be parrots,parrot fashion's parsimonious to growl parish pump politics with Alupluto`s parrot cry.A prophylaxis to succour resurfaced.Parenthesis,wrenched upon this burnishing glide sempiternal abide,no more a dissident club of assholes shall Alupluto be to break the parole.Warclouds thump into war cry!War slogan thumps into battlefields!And they shall war and ahead of them to the respite shall arise the golden boy to salvage from the trenchwarfare."The sweeper himself a fisherman,a prognathous fishmonger aloof,still at inglenook,on the fink,fed his riparian rights and ducked them in a scrumptious gourmet of finnan haddock,fish and chips,drunk like a fish,fishmongering at noon with fishing tackle,fishing rod in limbo behind laid in limbo strobelight and flambeau.Spoused by fishwife and gluttonous fishplate welded to gourmand his nightlight away at the honeymoon of nightlife overlooking the river in

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 2

Hewers of wood floating impalables a hookah of jilted incandescent whereon silvermorn could not hoodwink.Fearless fauxpass,their accoutrement van decked,lummoxes in their parlous luminous paint,low comedies for the lumberjacks.So,soon had heinous deadwood grimaces ducked them flee,low pitched frankeinstein lumped now in the throat,forever,keep a low profile.Macabre dances dawn till dust and primrose way in reverse,circuitous in circumference of lunatic fringes'lustrous heaps raving in metrocities,mad hopping Aluplutans.With malice aforethought they shot machine gun malfeasance out of limbo,malleable mammies in their mammoth bore a potbelly indescribable,inexpressible,downwind with the first principles."O first principles may your printer's inks never dry!And in your printing press prithe thee let the blue funk forever depart."Dipped in gall this prissy propelling pen had propitious exclusive for prophylaxis".'Sure a howler's curative to glide over the hump,down to earth at Alupluto.Hepochondria!hypochondria!!

A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 1

Behold the Chimney sweeper out in thump.Had he now a caveman not rumbling over this bard's monologue broached at Inglenook,ruminating the oddysey of a tree hopper at loggerheads with Alupluto's grappling hook for silver moon?His ingest was superceeded by iniquitous memoirs as inviolable monolocuter that he bore Aluplutans'ingot to pensively monologue the cacophonous,dramatis personae down at heels,down and outs,downcasts of the cold douche,stranded in the downer's turbulent downdraughts,mangled in their bellyaching drapes.What a rivel of downtoearth to speak off forty to the dozen,damn drastic drogue for doubting thomases and of the blackest dye locked up with dyslexiac ruinous syndrome.But blue funk jones,o a bouquet for the easygoing doubting thomases'bevy.Had i not lay embargo upon this glide of drogue parachute wonted by cerebral infantile paralysis for mine empyreal heights'ectasis?Fastidious interlopers on rampage at interface and stampeded.Irremediable ,irreligious and cadence irresolute.Hewers of wood

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 7

's moan for a countersink.Credulous lonely journey to the jerusalem!His tangential cue not to deprecate to the cubic cryptics ledgered with desert spites across the dingy streets and crybabies this deleterious homilies,devil's advocates burst scribbled notes beyond cryptogram.Dime a dicken dime a dozen dindong doddles his docilic dock's docket,fired from doldrum as mutant dogtrots the boobstraps and lo alights vertex.Would he ever race like a poddle a pekinese,a chow and a collie?Would he ever race like an Afghan a husky or a borzoi?Sound infantile like a bulldog?But pretty much like a greyhound,a cheetah pated distance on the back with artless ease.Urchin 's stable to the augean's romance,moonlight struck and vertiginious creeps for the launderer's soap and mopping stick.His golden bolted not too dampy to bereave acrimonious antecedence raped for the credulous dusk.Stuck to the glossy hole of caricature,a globule rose from the gloams of gloamings to the glimerrings'glimmers,gling,glinting,glinted to the

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 5

a charioteer beyond his cavalier viscousity bade cheerio on the charabanc to the charnelhouses for introspective chef d'oeuvre.Carnages hurled on the carnage froth him gore to cheep not cognizant of sporadic chickenboxes and chil.brains.He him and nature chinwaging not like chinless wonder of chickenfeed cavaliers,chirpily chiseled mothernature's awe of psychotic vagrant chisellers and pyrates of freedom.Brutish nature his chaperon stoop to grease him off dilletantes'brook and the holypiety his cicatrices'cinders circumvented.Clamourous clambers on the civvy streets arcadian rythms of the clodhoppers,clammy and clambakes did him frizzle.To the coagulants of the cockcrows should they creep beyond crepuscular,crescendo cremated and compelingly detached and ever amiss,creepycrawlies,crosspatches,crabgrasses too dank barely held at cragy's length in clumpers and clutches as cubbers to warm the cockleshells.Crevasses in a crevice to whom such cataleptic credo dawdles a fugitive to the scornful cheeks,an eternity's

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 2

of petulant memoirs,bosseyed,boohoos.Borderline boomerang on the botch,bosun bop yells bootless.To plait this penitent horsepower,brassmonkey breaches boodles and brimful bright diseases brighten.The bard croons as the wind croons,o the bard croons as the winds blow crosswise this quirky critters where the shepherd's crook cruses.Denude this dyke of devil-may-care censure,dillydally switches dirtytricks,disarmament disemboweled.Bucolic buffers buffet buckled augean stable's ensnare.Buggered brown student,a boy's broth,browned off his bruises,with the budhist apparition not twerked it as if bugaboo,a camouflage clowned as burlesque to buzz him a buttonhole of this ominous cadence.To fire the cannonade,artful callisthenic of callous cabbage went to sleep as captious whims and caprices slothed him dire.Capricious capitulation,a fugitive to nurse cascade's cartridges.A carte blanche to razzmatazz his casus belli of cast iron's carthorse and catapult mutation.Waow a cauldron,a causecelebre!A cloture for themutant

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 4

antecedential catalogues,to carouse memoirs,carresed by cat's paw where carnages'cauldron was ornamented by arcadian prowling of furtive but carefree carnivores in the perilous circumference.Memoirs stuck like a clumpet with case history,enrobed with cassocks his mouth dunked with casseroles the castaway in a maroon island intermittently shook boodle like agama lizard.A catalysis with introspection catcalls at the casus bellis and cat and mouses of the carefree canibalists.Lynxes,Jaguars,Jackals,Cheetahs,Cougars,Otters,Stoats,weasels,minsks,Polar bears,Hyenas,grisly bears,ferrets,tigers,leopard,siamese cats as the angora cats as the persian cats as the manx cats,the badgers and the skunks,wolves and foxes clumped darwining jungle marred with fittest fiddles.Like a catatonic catburgars predated causecelebre from the sunrise pawn to the sunset carouse.Cavemen and savages in the brook of mordernity.Beneath this cavalry of encumbrance works like a charm,to lay chargrin of the ethnocentric ethnography.Now a

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 3

Assiduous he prowls the mopping vapor vaporizes asphyziated aspen to asseverate the atomic pile he a nuclear reactor the smashhit stratagem.And voila,au fond as volley,did he volley catapult aufait.He did marroon the brouhaha to knit the brows and browbeat carthasis to buttonhole damp squip.Not his fury's broth to brook and brunt borne buckling down to buck across the bulging rubicon.Bucked?His budhism cleft him romance with buddies.Bullheaded machismo trounced for the bumper crop.He lays amidst bulrushes,belicose bulwark in turpsyturvy's crenelated times whereof his kinky introspective bunk ups allays him venom to butch acme.A burnt offering burped him to burnish bulging burgeon.Waow,thence was begun he to bunt strategem.Come here you buskers,bustards o land birds,o butterfingers,bystanders,cabbages in the rendezvous make no moan to calabash your cadavers.Take muse,take cognoscenti from this camaraderie not to carp your carbuncle but kindles his caricature.Cataract at a furlong drew him slingshot at the

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 3

for the mutant.Connoiseurs were school from the punditry of dilletantes.Caveat emptor:cease and desist from Colonel blimp when he comes to town with the comedy of manners,lest ye be coact,coerce with him.Sometimes urchins'fret with cisterns of costermongers and grocers,bartenders,barbarians quite coughed him in trapped lionine couchant drew him scorn of funk at the gregarious chants.Funnybusiness funnyboned but urchins crossbed stone the crows as morning cockcrows.Evade him furore at a furlong,of a fuddyduddied cumudgeon a bargepole fucking fool.Hence defrost him as gnome'n`zurich for golden morn.Mortal foibles denigrate this humour to deport deeds of deringdo for hollow dickens.Did he a dobbin desecrate this doctrinaire for a ghoul of banana republicans?Scorned somewhat the dickens gliding the lilies.Did my harpoon grotty for the whales?Did he pour libation to the gods to cart away this archipelago of smashhit?Will i not draw my archer to arrogate myself the compeling art nouveau himself as the arbiter?

AUGEAN STABLE.PART 1

Amuck drew his amperage,angst of amplitude angling to lever ever and anon ancticlockwise cruises of antiheroic antiques.Apathetic appeasement of arcadian archetypical.He slew his archery and angling armlet could not him pacify.Weakneeds behind the arras,askewed aspersion asphyziated.Assault and battery astringent astray.Read ye asterisk,the astrology and the auguries of the augusts,this whale of time his aweinspiring and awestruck aversion bemused.Baleful bairns,this invidious plains of bar sinisters and heinous baulks encroached,barnacles of barrack,bearded lions in dens,beaumonde bedraggled,beetlebrows bellyaches,bestiality bewails not their bethels bestrode betrothed,bestrew betrothed,bijous in bigwigs'bigheaded,bibulous blackmagic bivouac,blast furnaces of bleached blandishment and bootleggers,blast off with blameworthy where grinding mills of blarney,streets blitz unbowed.Blow by blow,bloodsport,blueribboned at the bluff,blubbered at the boardwalk.Boathouse his venturesome and bonkers boob his bootstraps

ECONOMIC GROWTH AND INFLATION IN NIGERIA.Part 1

The blogger ibikunlelaniyan disputes the concept of inflation in this pieceEnjoy Global economy as it were since the dawn of mordern times does rise and fall as in the prior times and we seem bedevilled with the avalanche of the concept of inflation by modern economists trapped in the confusion of macroeconomics to make it the greatest headache of mordern age.We cannot disagree that inflation is a fundamental force in economic growth and both economic growth and inflation seem to move in diverse and stark opposite direction. However in this edition the author seem to disgree with meaning and concept of inflation specifically its basic definition.It has been defined as the general mode of risinng prices and nothing but rising prices and i seem to bicker with this cluless position.The spiral of nflationary bout that seems dampen growth and development can be attributed to the misconception rather than the heavier tenses linked with inflation.We cannot quantify the strategic impact of inflation untl we have been able to resolve the puzzling puzzles surrounding its mythical definitive appeal. Policies,concept and theories have refused or failed woefully to tame the ecalating scourge and they appear only to patch the minacious salmagundis of its spiral.Ordinarily speaking,it is an hypothesis to contend with the phenomenal devil that you hardly untwine its nature let alone a lasting resolution proffered. Th writer in the next piece is poised to not ony truly define the frankeinstein and what it takes to conquer this greatest evil of mordern time but unleash its critique on tiring concept and earlier definitions they 've provided over time since wealth of nation was writen in 1776.The relentless data presentation useless and a vain labour unless we redirect the mental energy of millions and billions of manpower of researches exerted over the centuries since mordern industrial revolution was begun.Getting down to this brasstacks we should be able to handle golden age economics with ease.Only a blind will define a thing or identify a thing by its causes and blind out out its effect and to be so enmamoured is to work your backward from the ideal and reliable solution ought to be proffered to the intending attemptbyfacing stark realities. Is it not true that there is always a rise in mass poverty when aggregate demand rises beyond agregate suppply when prices rise which erupted inequality of wealth in the process?is it not also true when it haunts suppliers too and mass poverty transfered to them supply rises above demand? However we are not in doubt to contend that the mordern theories of inflation is undoubtedly influenced by the classical thought and theory of inflation.This laid emphasis on the role of money and that prices rise in proportion to the quantity supply of money disaggregated from inflationary influenced non monetary factors.We do agreed that collectivist thoughts is grossly lacking and economists differ markedly across their ideological divide.The keynesians based their concept on nonmonetary factors to avers that aggregate demand as constituent factor and defy logic of monetatry expansion.Although mordern theories agreed that both supply and demand side are constituent factors the dominance of monetary expansion endorsed by monetarism has quashed other aspersions in the quantity theory of money. We can thence contend wealth and mass poverty is basically distributed and redistributed according to disequalibrium of the market forces and so much concern concern should be placed on the disequalibrium of market forces which also has been defined differently.Does it make sense to infer that the interaction between demand pull and cost push inflation modes coagulate to influence prices or price level ostracising the price effect and inequality in the distribution motive and also alienated causes from the stable of definitive concept?The mordern theories of inflation cannot play a vital role in the antiinflationary movement nor inspirational in its policy formulation. Does it make sense to say when the monetary and real esctors are in the equalibrium then the economy is automatically also in the equilibrium,in the face of grinding mass poverty as such that happens in the third world economy?I beg to disagree.To be candideconomic agents must be at the equalibrium level so to say equalitarian prices and both top and bottom percentiles capable of equalitarian demanding and supplying power.This isegalitarian economics and prices ought to behave according to this context. Moreover when there is diequalibrium people desire and capability to hold money even emoney or cryptos decline.Hence egalitarian price level including egalitarian investment declines as human poverty index.Anything to the contrary seem to work backward price level and no end to the patching vendatta.

EGREGIOUS WIMPLE

Egregious wimple on the wick,tilts the windmills at Alupluto,willynilly on the wickerwork,Oddysey on the boomerang,willothewisp at blue funk.On the whisk,in a whirl as they whisk,whippied as whipping boy, egregious wimple waspish celibates,hagiologies in peonage, whimpering with mafioso and dancing stuporously the tammanies'tambourine at River Abesi.Foklores hurled at this boggey of tall tales swooned squadron's nostalgia at sea.Sweltering wimplers, superlative suppine, swindled at the sweettoothed swine of squawking squaws.O,their stabbing comeuppance! Egregious on the wimple, wimple on the egregious spoliated dimple of sporadic spoors.A spooky spool of the squemish squaws thumping thumped up the bettenoires and edentate senoras and nixes gallivanting with the squadron's sport to spoke the pyrates wheels.At one split,they splurged, at others,splenetic split personality,they splayed, mermaids as they vent the spleen and lo splintered at the Providence of lucre and spirituous sloth.O what a tall tales.Like sorority, frequented the squadron.Snowfalls of snippets fallen in the snowcladed snowdrift,silentitious snowline like snowflakes,in the snowfield.A snowhite snippets in their clandestine packets of snow storm overwhelmed Sherlock Holmes snowlined snowshoes.Themselves in the meantime melange not bugged with snowblindness to curry fortune with the golden pall of snippets and Rubicon to traverse Jubilant hills.Squadron beseech the Holmes,Snoop and Snoop as they steed to buy.Golden snooks in the Snooker,snoopers in the sleuths of snooty snooker hardly snoozed nor snore tis massacres of the mafioso filibusters reprisal.

MY DADDY WARBUCKS

Many a moon mince a silver moon.Damn they funkies the dagwoods,on the vintage madcap.My Reuben,thick club sandwich,my dagwood Sandwich,my open-faced sandwich! Oh my Daddy Warbucks crimson vertebrae cleaves profusely.Refrain now a daliesque,a surreal surrealism in the marroon roses.Those physical jerks worth the salt of the daily dozen deluxe and every facsimile,it exults retreats a Coronach but my decalcomania my John Hancock,salient days'folklore sings.Gone with the winds and seabank hardly contains,my iambic pentameter,dactylic hexameter,my macaronic,fascenic and hudibrastic verses,swept beneath the decalescent junkyard of hallucinatory decapods.Silvermoon returns for the africana Jones,yet their kabala far away.Now, it cleaves to my archipelago,my Joe six pack a dimestore and a bazaar of daddy Warbucks.My crater,jar,urn,ewer and amphora,a plenitude of mazuma.Which Kodachrome do I get?A melange of this penumbra,held aloft the penurious caisson of kozenstrationslagers.Many a spike in the dessicated marroon John Jane Q publics'melange drowned in scrapyard.Oh you mean kayak, pirogues,coracle and outrigger on the high sea?Sound petty, nutty to envisage floating wreckages at shore!And which kibuttz,kolkhoz will we coop the lost Jones?Let them dream.Dreamland voyagers not Maelstromed at sea! Africana Jones banter,jest,jive and spoof juicy morsel.A dimidiate of Joe Dokes and Joe blow.Pour me my libation of kyphotic kudize.A matronymic matrices, marshmallow of mermalading Lollapalooza.Yea,my Daddy Warbucks,my John Hancock,my abala,manila of manicure clings greedily at my quest of byzanthinous surrender.When Daddy Warbucks the cosmopolitan Globetrotter and Zurich gnomes of silver moon Bodega sojourned metropolis, Joe six pack jived and made jest,nab and funk.Oh they fret mea culpa!Did colonel blimp retreat?Nope,whereon it persist as they smudge and smother ateliery with myocardial infraction,yeah myelagic encephalomyelitis.Varicose veins bleed profusely, nakedly bugged down by alakazam of mythomaniasis.On the cambric broth of fleckled maculated macules,Joe Does bunk,cant and drivel, kvetching bellyching Daddy Warbucks'decretum.And the madcap of penury prowls the main Street.Much more dessicant,parched,torrid, dehydrated salmagundi persists.Yeoman averts this goobledygook and spook of marinade.What spoof,as they jazz in vain?They fret marasmus bounce and jounce :blue funk at funky frith,kablooey and koing.Africana Jones piously synonymous with penury.Supposing my marginalia and the kriegspiel for the wandering Jones,to salvage doddering coracle,I a troubadour from Alupluto nails the octopus poser:To kosher as amphora,as jardiniere,hurl onto the pinion and may gallantry avalanche cleaves greedily to the horse hoofs.Oh Daddy Warbucks my John Hancock!The world is your oyster.

ABANDONED PROJECTS.Part1

That Nigeria is a failed state should no longer be contended and too much nonplussed we seem to fall out of touch with basic fundamentals.For instance, economic growth stunted, mass unemployment and mass poverty blanketed the nation's like a chilling fog.As at June 2019,the domestic debt profile stood at 24tr.but currently balloons to 35tr naira.Abandoned project population,grew up in the country sincerely rose from 1960 to 2012 at almost 12,000 worth of abandoned projects costing about 15tr.despite collected 7tr.as mobilisation fees.Current debt profile,stood at 35tr.while abandoned projects skyrocketed to 56,000units worth 50tr.scattered in the geological zones Nationwide.

LEVIATHANS

O what a gory sight it was,bristly to dip.How they drunk down to the dregs,with coronary thrombosis,the corsair,searover,mafioso,the picaroons,the privateers,Corsanostra, racketeers,filibuster,freebooters,the mobster. How the squadron,with searoom,the old salt, mastermariners,shellbacks,the oldseadogs of Alupluto,in their flotillas,the jackjars and the boaters,rancorous cheeks bold and pale did froward an aperitif,an antipasto.But now the seaserpent,hydra,krakens,the leviathans of the sea,dusty,sabulous sabrerattling,in sackloth and ashes,mawkish and sachariferous grew dingy obdurate . Hung over this breakwater,dike,jetty,gulfweed,rockweed,seatangle,seacliff, seaweed,drogue,cay,seabank,oarfishes,bluejacketed Aluplutans on the sea of flames, marinade,bluedeep,vinegar and alkaline in their blue green,seagreen,torquiose, aquamarine, jaunt,seatrip capsized saturnalia boats unto Jubilant Hills. Tis like a streak of lightning was everywhere, bolted from cerrulean sky. Now was it a dumb play,that he glided onshore,to lewd bawd jokes and as second banana to secluse mainland with routed nixes,nymphs,kelpies,limniads,naiads,from rampaging blues,oft to contempt of a battalion crept offshore in the boat trip.

LEVIATHANS OF THE SEAS

Even as the tellurians at Alupluto,in quivering temblor of the telluses,the shatterproof brassbound old salts,old seadogs,lascars,seapersons,shellbacked Mariners,jackjars, bluejacketed cadets, drunken down to the dregs, with alkaline,vinegary, marinade,in the fluttering seagull and seascape,hung in their flotillas,with bluegreen, aquamarine,torquiose, seagreen searoom,assailed in their jaunt seatrip,the oarfishes,seaserpents, leviathans of the seas,searovers,hydraheaded krakens,giant sqiuds,mafioso, filibusters,picaroons, corsair,privateers,serrated seadrifts as flotsam,shriveled in the sea of flames over this seabank, cay,seaboard,seacliff,gulfweed,rockweed,dike,seatangle and lakefront,little squandrant dachshund arenacious afghan beagle decasse glides onshore backward like nevermind backward thence he and they hardly withdrew,in rendezvous tete-a-tete,matinee as sequacious second banana oft to secluse the kittens,bunies,purdahs,harems,seraglios,metrolitans, limniads,kelpies nymphets,ocean nymphs naiads,nixes from searest vale of tears.

THE GROWTH OF HISTORY .PART 1

History has a purpose and must be fulfilled as well.In this piece the blogger examines the purpose behind the growth of history and its attempt at timely historical reconstruction. History does not travel on a straight line nor does it endorse traverse of nonlinear trajectory without the mutual atrophy of market forces of necessity.The character of history is endeared to the standard alibis of changing times,investing desegregated,segregated and logical,illogical times in changing environment envisioned with prime motif to create systemic chaos and untimely inequality among them with the central theme to compete for change in the ecosystem of change itself and does not pacify the tranquil moderation and reticent transmogrification without its trademark volatility of blast furnaced smithereens for the purpose of time equity and timely reconciliation of histodical inequity.The growth of history does organically grows in thin air,unleashes timely needed change,decimating growth inequity in the mensuration of same alibis that underpins crucifix of evolutionary arts on the hometurf and planting field.While critical arts is subject to artificiality of artificialised arts and man inclusive,the weird sisters of mothernature, provide catalyst for the principal motivation of historic growth, tolerating time inequity and time equity respectively according to seasonal cycle of histoical necessity.A core critical ensemble of this article of artificialised artificiality is the finiteness of their schematic disposal inconveniently in comparison to the infinity of the latter,through which we re awesomely awed by the eternity of its operative radius. Objectively and organically the purpose of history is to promote the philosophy of great charter of liberty and utilizes this egalitarian ideology through soul purity to reach the golden age of development cycle.In the critical build up to this anticipatory nirvana,the growth of history as mankind best time investment, using great charter of liberty seeks manumission of history with the lofty task comprising of erasing agenlong historical inequities tangible or intangible from the abode of mankind.The concept of soul purity reached the brightest. impact when tenets of great charters is fully adopted and endorsed.We have identified historical market inequity such as misery and mass poverty and inequalities of wealth and above all lack of access to power market by larger swathe of neglected global population.It also include structural inequity and physical poverty of the countries of the world.This is not achievable until the golden tenets of great charter of liberty have been fully entrenched.The extant legion of global institutional fabric for the upteempth time,does not afford its affordability and requires structural engineering and technological institutional reforms and sometimes systemic change to accommodate the new global order.The ever changing historical structure volatile observes this doldrum at loggerhead with the ideal framework in favour racial sectarianism and invariably is in the best interest of developed society.Mankind in general had grown from civilization to civilization through the crucifix of evolutionary arts and crafts of the growth of history and we all as benefactors seek to equalitarianise the ideals of the golden tenets as instructed by the purpose of history.

WAR AND POETRY.

Did the Helen of Troy not abscond to Troy with the stampeding Paris of Troy?Did Mycenaus a Spartan spouse of Helen not embroil in the ballocks? Did the deconium aftermath not palatable to the Wiles of the Trojans,not enjoin in brutish expedition his progeny,King Agamemnon against Troy?Did the Grecians'withdrawal pretense not left behind them a bulge bracket of effigy,a wooden horse, enclosed with fightin parties concealed?

GREAT ACTIONS VERSUS GREAT SPEECHES

Great speeches are not made in the air but in the mind mated with actions and great words and great actions are not what they seem but impecable and directional. Great actions are what they claim to be unless they are tarred with tangible effect.What you have spoken you must heed.What you have heeded,you must do,to change the fate of mankind.There are not many mountains to be conquered in life and not many laurels to be won in a contest unless the drivder in the tears and wears of atrophy takes the battles to the right location.How come those who are not concerned are landslide victors in the battle of an alien lands.Those who fight must wage the true battle and those who lead must identify the true battle and those who defend must indeed the true battle of freedom and hence strategically impact the fate of mankind.We share the failure with those who loose and we share the victory with those who win.It is incontrovertible to avers that the fate of mankind is interconnected and the collective fortune of man secures surety when larger part of mankind derives freedom and extract victories from the golden fortune of those who win.Our collective survival as earthbound..... You sent Great actions should always be what they claim to be unless they are tarred with dedicated are mere frivolities in the long run.What you have spoken you must not only heed but lead others to be your disciples.What you have heeded,you must not only do,but they must live you posthumously,to change the fate of mankind.There are so many mountains and impedimenta should this apothegm not heeded and applied and we re conquered in life by fables and not many laurels to be won in a contest where this is eluded and difficultto take the battles to the right location.How come those who are not concerned are landslide victors in the battle of an alien lands.Those who fight must wage the true battle to remember their histor and those who lead must identify the true battle is the history they left behind and those who defend must indeed remember this true battle of freedom and hence strategically impact the fate of mankind.We share the victory long after us We as earthbound creatures rest largely on the grandiose strides of this league of forward leaning men,swashbucklers of checkered antecedence.We cannot be misconstrued from the golden fact there is a golden spirit in every failed actions and erstwhile failed actions can be remoded at the appointed as golden actions of victorious life.A failure today is bookmarked for success for tommorow and only in the golden pen of those men with perseverence shall it be written.If you like change history but you cannot change them.History says in trenches the beautiful brides are unseen lands and the victories not yet seen.You can only be alloted with your choice of victory and the size quality and quantity of human victory received,can only be identified with the pedigree of mortal vision when they interactively interact and share personal,social history and human interaction with the circumtances bedevilling the quality of resolution to thwart the imperial times and idionsycracies of our time.Obviously a societal fabric ordinarily impounds spectra fiddles of a productive life and imposes extreme limitations upon the venturesome adventures of the aspiring human artist.Not that the wilderness times creates a nightmare nor constitutes a drain on the freedom of human primacy but that they a foundry of triumphant hills and a golden furnace of victorious dawns.To survive decision management is key to making the right choices and the subject of victories are the sublime skills and vertical strategy maneavered at the defense of freedom.Every impediment is absolute landmines of opportunity and to those impinged by dire slap of circumstances,a golden tunnel is created in the tiring long walk of freedom.Wilderness,a challenger of the human fortitude and the ecological intergrity of your defense brings out the empyreal heights of glorious mission.To those who barely ... barely unravel the quantity of expedition,they cannot be bound to outlive succesful action with the quality of the mission at hand.