Saturday, December 3, 2016

The Age of Trump: the Next Step to an Advance Technology in Human Evolution





In a globe of cerebral mirage and political somnambulism, in recent times of sham and mental slavery; when technology has successfully decolonized the human mind, power has been misplaced, and authority had been misgoverned in the hands of Luciferian Elites, each of them stepping on the stage of leadership on the very quest of pushing for a New World Order, an order to hand over the world to their awaited Messiah, Messer-Al-Dajjaal (The Anti-Christ).  

The game politics appallingly fell foggy like stale biscuits. Human and material resources have been made nothing than armaments— which have endangered world peace and justice to advancing on technological development; to the extent that power has been misspelled for civilization and publicly entrusted on merit of democratic rule in a world, where dictators are all losing power one by one, the world is therefore becoming very hard with stern financial crisis, increasing hunger and poverty, low believe in Islam and Christianity, illegal migration and migration crisis, exiles and displacement. And more advancement in technology, BMW X-6 in 2016, I-Phone 13 Pro Max, etc.
A hobo of deceit swept the incorruptibility of candor, sacredly chosen to fulfill a world agenda; to be the terror to terrorize Islam and de-Christianize the West; to destroy the Bible and Quran without burning them—to keep the Arabs in their places and prevent the Third World War—slog of a nation’s nationalism and trick of terrorism have deposed human values into the gutters of silence against their dying conscience to decolonize themselves against mental slavery. 

When shall mankind publicly abolish mental slavery and free humanity against depression and the shackles of discourteous duplicity?
 In a century, when born leaders are made.—made to rule in a New World Order for the governance of a New World Government and Religion. The assertion that ‘’education is liberation, knowledge is power’’ is one of the most familiar statements of the interest in the relationship between citizen’s experience and political identity. Indeed, it has become something of a commonplace now to assert that politics invented deception as we understand it.

 This article will investigate the extent to which the wider concept of "international politics" became a key trope of human thought across a range of different areas of enquiry, genres of political productivity, and international contexts, during the "twenty-first century”, from speculation about the Age of the Cosmos to discussions of the history of the Civil Society, to ‘The Age of Trump’ with the catchphrase: Arise! Rise Hell, Leave!
Already, BREXIT has been formed this 2016, countries like the Gambia, USA, Gabon, etc, have all gained new leaders, the world is seeing female rulers forbidden in Islam for women to rule, and all the minor signs for judgment day to come are unfolding themselves clearly to us every day; the challenge now is to talk about how to prevent the Third World War, an issue globally unspoken about, but, surely on its very way to happening at anytime. Considering the ongoing unrest in Syria, dated since 2011, between the forces of Incumbent President Basaad Al-Assad and the forces backed by USA with allies Saudi Arabia— is an alarm to signaling us that if not for the sake of Russia and Iran for backing the forces of Al-Assad, this prophesied war could have been worsened.

Recent negotiations going on between Moscow and Washington, as the world welcomes Trump in January 2017, is a red button already pressed on agreeing on a ‘nuclear deal’ against Syria, which has been a major agenda under the Obama Administration; Syria has been given a fix deadline up to August 2017 for Basaad Al-Assad and his Islamic Troops (Jihadists) to vacate power. Could the Muslims prophesied Imam Mahdi already be around? The holy scriptures told us about his appearance in Damascus, meaning Syria, at a mosque (masjid), near a white minaret; in which prophet Isa (Jesus) will decent to him in a congregational prayer; as hadiths and holy books indicated. Is the world seeing things I’ve been talking about the Mahdi and the Third World War? Of course, yes!

The media has played an essential, profoundly convoluted role in the recent presidential campaign, with Donald Trump’s candidacy and win fundamentally transforming the relationship between the media, ethnicity, and politics.  Right through this atypical election succession, debates have strewn around the news and trendy media’s reporting of Trump, the politics of system and wire television’s political coverage, the spectacle of the televised debates and Trump’s reality TV celebrity, and the collision of these all on American political and cultural debate and identity.  Following Trump’s win, many are now wondering what a world it will be under ‘The Age of Trump’! Obama is leaving with David Cameron, while Trump just came alongside Therese May.  Well under the Obama Administration, Lesbianism and Gay Rights with same Sex Marriage has been internationally legalized. What more should we expect? Is it not time to wake up from this long sleep?
Building on such thoughts, I invite contemporary views and historical critical responses for publication in this special Blog, to exonerate within the global and international contexts the Brexit, European anti-refugee sentiment, ISIS and anti-Muslim discourse nostalgia, identity, and political campaigns. The Time is near!

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Wednesday, November 23, 2016

FEEL HOW AM FEELING ( Poetry )



In life nothing is easy
Success is a road always busy
With enemies talking ‘menemies’
Why don’t you feel how am feeling?
If only you had—
 You wouldn’t have taken what you're not given
Can’t you see what I’m seeing?
My blood flows in the rain am seeing
Increasing pain I’m receiving-
Your departure got me mixed feelings
I survived death;
 Dying ‘n still living

I wished I can tell you how am feeling
Deadly silence my mouth is speaking,
Hiding my unexpressed sorrow in my seedlings;
Nursing the tears of love I’m gardening,
Have your Darling changed?
Undressing your common senses:
With unusual texts
Going back to her ex’ses,
Being fooled by fake friends
In fake brines,
 While still dreaming;

Your tears woke me up when am sleeping
It’s your heart am writing
Lust of Love
And Love of Dust!
Don’t you know love always hurt?
Can’t you hold your lovely feelings?
Am dying in my eyes
 Crying what you are not speaking
I wished when I speak you’re listening
Why don’t you feel how am feeling?

Could you listen when am not speaking?
Love has eyes 'n ears
Ears have pinners to cover them;
Seal them,
Hearing the unheard
And seeing the unseen
Rubbish in bin,
So bin them,
When promises are being broken
Those you trusted lied to you
You still obliged to her lie
Ignoring the lies
By Mulie ‘n Abdoulie
Say ‘Blie’
‘Cheehh Wolie’
When they lie:
Start killing love flies


I looked inside my heart
 And it’s you I’m seeing
 Your love-book I am reading
I can’t stop the Laughter of Crying
Hearing gossips of lying
The love flew
Things started flying,
Your hope started drying
You started crying
Beginning the begotten,
Mending the broken
Your fingers am fingering
Gingering your hot red-ginger
Why can’t you feel how am feeling?

Tell him/her
Honey, you’ve changed,
 Your noiseless voiceless sound am ringing
Drinking your breath when drinking
We are meant to be
I wish my surname could contain the letter B
Remembering our sun shining days:
Eating my ripe bush- bay
Walking in the bush-
Sitting under the bush-bay
Lubbay,
Fashioned like one ‘Mbouba ak Toubay’
Times we’ve been
To places you’ve never been-
Sweet like a cream-mint
A Castle of Roasted Chocolates
Elites!
Your torch lit
Why can’t you feel how am feeling?
If truly you love me—
                              Always feel how am feeling.            


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Sunday, November 20, 2016

ALPHABETS OF POETRY




Abiding aberration and abloom aimless ambition
Born Brexit’s bureaucratic boundaries-
Connotation of costly condolence coined concordance
Devastating damnation dividing Damascus
Engulfs Egypt’s electrifying energy
Fanatically fashioned faint-hearted fascism
Galliambic government governs governance governor
Hallucinating hope hit Haiti’s house hidden hunger
Inhuman introjections insinuating influential independence
Justice’s judiciaries jailing journalists’ juries’ jingoism
Kept Kenya’s kangaroo knack keen kingdoms
Levitating legitimate lake lambasted linguistic language
Moving magnetic macaronic missiles massacring Muslims’
Nuisances noised nuclear neo-nationalists nonentities’ notion
Oppressing our oil’s organizational O.A.U organic offerings

Peacemakers paid philosophically pessimistic ponderings pumping petroleum’s pleasant perfumes
Quicken quadrillions quest quantities
Rubbish Rwanda ransacked remembered racial riot
 Sorrowful sob Somalia’s sacrificial sweet- sausage
Tyrannical tailoring tailpiece talking Terrorism trash Taliban
    Ultimately under umbrella ultra-filtration
 Visually vivisecting voter’s voted victory
World wifi wants walkabout walkathon
X-raying x-axis xenophobia
Yarning yaw yardstick yearbook-yogurt
Zink zoom zapped Zionism

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Saturday, November 12, 2016

My Consort ( Poetry )




Of all women on earth
Beauty, structure, wealth ‘n hath-
One I love most;
My life-partner on my post:

That which pleases her desire,
Is what I aspire,
She hath never dim my joy
Never has she played me like a toy

She always show me that I’m fair
 That everything is created in pairs;
She’s my chosen bride to beset,
My only Honey to cuddle ‘n pet

Her talks, walks ‘n balks-
Dissolve my lungs
Heart ‘n chalk,
Punctuating my comma, dash ‘n dots
She knows exclamation, full stop ‘n dots-

We never fought like cats ‘n dogs
She got me bewitched, trap ‘n charmed,
I’m love-sick,
 Wounded, bleeding ‘n harmed

She doesn’t listen to ‘em, they ‘n those-
Or this, that, these ‘n those,
She listens to me, I ‘n Am,
Her rivers flow in streams, lakes ‘n dams.

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