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Location: Nigeria | Artistically speaking Paul, Marty and Foxfires, we are doing more than great all of us guys here. I am right now focusing on my Dissertation, "Tentative Influence Of Dream On Human Behavior." Paul and Marty I invite as Members Dissertation Committee for your insightful critic here and there. I would have invited our dear Lorri too but it seems the great lady had seen that we are grown up boys now and has carried her equally insightful counsel to the needy. Her invaluable contribution to the process I will never forget. Peace to you Dear Lorri where ever you are. Finally, I wish to make my peace with all of us on this great Forum; those whose names I have mentioned and those whose names escape mention. Not that I am going anywhere, I am wishing you good luck all the same!
PEACE AND OUT!
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Location: Nigeria | LION OF TRIPOLI 23-7-2011
I saw a desert with strong military presence. I saw a personality came forth in the silhouette of Gen. Muhammadu Buhari ushered by a militia of men and women of Nigerian origin immaculately dressed in foreign uniforms and some in mufti, all servants of the of the desert king. I saw the silhouette of the king, Col. Muammar Gaddafi, his spirit dry and embittered by the unfolding of events. He sat in the dark, briefing his guest with a strangely bellowing voice. He seemed instrumental on dealing with anyone with affection for the West. "Deal ruthlessly with anyone found with attachment to their heir," he said to his guest. I saw a tall beautiful woman being stripped of her rank and the artificial heir she wove to her beautiful Afro heir. I saw an execution squad, some in uniform and the rest in mufti, closing in on its target, drawing a dark burning line on the sand of the desert and around the legs of its victims comprising males, females and children and inmates of a camp. Soon the camp was divided into two. The dark demarcating line burning in the furry that bore it. People outlined, so many, stood in the burning desert. Fear blinding their gaze and so I passed by them into wakefulness.
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Location: United Kingdom | Many congratulations Danjummai .. I suspect this must be one of the longest running active threads
oh ... sorry, just noticed after posting the above [ a dreaming coincidence?] your dissertation invitation - why thank thee kindly, am very honoured; good luck ... seems you are doing fine with no extra rocket fuel!!! Let me know if you need me to recommend some books ....
Edited by Paul Joseph 7/25/2011 3:24 PM
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Location: The Heart of Space | Greetings DanMan:
I am humbled!
The best contribution that I can make is and will be moral support, sympathetic ear and eyes, and good fellow camaraderie as you journey on. I have an inkling that the fruit of your research will be abundant.
Peace and Love,
Marty and trusted advisers, Lucky, Poppy, Sissygirl (who has pulled mussels from the shell, now she is eating the shell, gotta go......)
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Location: Nigeria | Books, yes, as many as can be Sir. Paul. I know I will not be disappointed when the time comes. Many thanks for accepting the IV!
Be Well!
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Location: Nigeria | Marty, am I supposed to be flattered?
Be not humbled man, you are supposed to make me/us proud!
Thanks for accepting the IV!
PEACE!
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Location: Nigeria | KING OF HEARTS A Kingdom besieged by pirates of the nightThe King and Queen in captivity remainWhen life of the King was tortuously endedLife of the Queen in dungeon beganYears passed by and a hero was bornWho swore to set the Queen and Kingdom freeOn the condition that he marries the QueenBantered he into the prison and boldly told herShe just shrugged, neither of belief nor disbeliefThe hero gets to work, defeated at last the Fallen AngelOn the occasion of solemnizing their marriageThe Chief Priest in eulogy spoke:Say no more that your husband was slain!Say in heart, in praise, your husband is here!To the New King gave he the hand of the QueenAnd all the Keys to the treasure of the land.
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Location: Nigeria | THE BEST OF MEDINA 28-7-2011
The landscape was Saudi Arabia, by a white mansion. I was ushered into the dinning hall by a beautiful damsel of African origin who showed me my table and sat opposite looking curiously at my every move. Another maid, also black in white hijab, served me Sanasir. I cut a piece and began to munch. The lady of the house came out, an elderly and saintly looking Arab wearing white hijab. She stood before us and addressed me thus: "Welcome to the best of towns; welcome to Medina Al-Munawwara." I said: "Thank you my Lady, but the best of Medina, far from Medina, is Muhammadun." I rose from the table and went out with the impression of escaping from bondage. I awoke.
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Location: Nigeria | DANCING WITH A SPIRIT 10-20-2011 It was night. She appeared from nowhere, tall and attractive. There was no music but in melody she took my hands for a memorable dance. The tempo of the melody softened. We hung so close and in ecstacy I had an impression of an Italian woman I can't remember. She hung by me and in a reserved fashion motioned her luscious lips for a kiss. I closed in on her, pressing her waist and we danced round and round. I awoke. |
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Location: The Heart of Space | Let us form a ring, move in ryhthm, find a partner, come together;
Together in the darkness;
Let us dance the dance from which ALL dances come;
together in the darkness...
How is your dissertation going?
PsyychoMartin and Cybernetic Cats
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Location: Nigeria | Marty as always. Thanks for the concern, my dear. Dissertation is dissertation, could turn into desert if care is not taken. This I learn after sleeping into an out of school activity but now am BACK! told you I aint going far.
PEACE!
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Location: Nigeria | Late Ayatollah Khomeini's Son 10-23-2011
Sayyid Ahmad Khomeini visited my home. I began thinking of a medium to communicate with him. We were silent all through the visit. On my way to see him home, I mustered my rusty Arabic and said to him thus: "I do not know if we could speak in English." To my utter amazement Ahmad began telling me stories in fluent English with American accent. Vah, before I knew it we were in his family home in Iran. He spoke at lenght on issues my memory refused to acknowledge, let alone capture. We went into the parlour and were greeted by the portrait of his demised father. The Ayatollah, in a black turban, looking very much alive. On the western corner was Ahmad, in dark goggles, looking boyish. Soon the mood changed. An elderly womam purportedly his mum came in with a sad story. Saddness engulfed Ahmad and even me the onlooker, and he lamented to me the story in tongues. I awoke. |
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Location: Nigeria | Late Gaddafi's Dream 24-11-2011
A friend was back from a conference. He brought back with him a Blue Book on Gaddafi's dream to rule the world. "He planned to take over, his base the Nigerian Defense Academy (NDA)," Abraham said. It sounded funny to me. I laughed and sat on the floor, stretching my hand out for him to give the book but Abraham held the book close to his chest. "I have here a document with the data you need. You can confirm the details in the links provided on the net." He gave me four sheets of A-4 paper and I awoke.
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Location: Nigeria | IF I WERE GOD
If I were God...
And about to begin creating
I will create everything in Light
That People will learn and sort themselves in Light
In Darkness begets war, poverty & disease
In Light is where anger and greed is not
O, if I were God, would've created only Justice
That People suffer not the flames of passion
No! I would've created everything different
From the way they are!
But maybe that's because I am not God
Or that I am Both and not yet Whole...
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Location: Nigeria | You got it Fox, exactly as our own Marty will say. I am not sure what Sir Paul will say. Regards to you Sir where ever you are! |
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| Dan, I try not to suppose what others are thinking as this is beyond my control, and that is what life seems to be about, having free will, but enough acceptance to allow others to experience life with out the need to control things to our liking, and to learn to handle emotions and discussions without feeling like we are being told what to do... But to slowly realize others feelings have meanings, but we can never appreciate someone else when we have to feel in control, and fear we have lost control, when others indicate something that we do not feel comfortable with... So yeah we just have a learning curve of existing and acceptance of how people are... As some are here to help, some to entertain, and some to realize things are beyond their control... So we all have reasons for our actions, and no action is wrong, just some actions we do not understand yet... But I do like the phrase "Know Thyself" Love and Light |
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Location: Nigeria | BEWARE!  10-12-2011 It was winter. I laboriously walked on sun-flaked terrain. I approached a mansion and from the distance I watched the Lord of the house in play with a black bull-dog in a cozy hall. He had a black bird in his hand which he sets the dog come after to catch. The dog was leaping and jumping to catch its prey but no sooner than it gets close than the Lord lifts the bird away form the angry dog. I opened the door and walked in. The game stopped. The gaming dog and bird vanished. The Lord of the House commanded some chairs to appear and he sat on a tall white one. There appeared a white one behind me and I sat facing him though not before the competition with a stranger that appeared form nowhere and beside him too a red chair the size of my own. As we sat in silence facing him, I sensed it was question time. I sensed a pressing question forming in my mind, a question which I was forced to moot thus: "Why is it that Negativity is set haunting Positivity?" The silence that greeted me made me fear. A voice from above my red-chaired competitor said: "Beware, lest the Lord gets angry and excommunicates you!" I awoke.
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Location: Nigeria | MILLENNIUM BANK 10-06-11 Soldiers, individually finding their ways back home from battle front. Their leader, heavily armed was the first to set his leg on shore. He came upon an eerie graveyard and was warned by blinding beans of light, so luminous that the soldier got frightened, emptied his weapons and raised his hands in surrender. The invisible forces having seen that sincerity in the soldier made opening for him to pass on. "Now that they know that we guard them during the day time and at nights," I heard the spirit leader said before they let the soldier pass. He proceeded to a grave on which was written his name and so tired, he went straight to bed , resting his head on the wooden post pitched on top of the grave with his name. From behind him came another soldier who was not so lucky to cross into guarded walls of the graveyard. He fell out and down into sleep by the gates. When the sun rose the two soldiers woke up in astonishment to find themselves in town. They hurried towards their homes and so were the rest who appeared form every direction, heading towards their wives and children. There was little distance between the grave and their homes. Mid way, the climate suddenly changed and it began to rain. I and others found shelter in an unfinished house. In the shelter I realized that I was not wet even though it was raining and therefore set forth to my destination with my kit getting heavy in my hand. I fell down before a tall building. I was lucky a lady police was handy, she lifted me up. I drowsily looked up to catch a glimpse of the name of the place which was erected on billboard high up on the building. The building was too tall that it was with effort that the mind had a picture or a sketch which it processed into sense. "Millennium Bank," I saw and awoke.
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| There is a place where evil raced
Beside the goodness ran
The good in all the evil call
New subjects where they can
Insert a seed, which turns to weed
Inert the goodness slows
Like evil creep, the snake that seeps
Feeds on itself and grows
Race hanker those who suffer on the side of good
Let not evil dwell within, their prize, their trophy if they would,
Would be to be content, clement, and lightheartedness inside
To have beauty beyond words,
To your own self, you'll never hide... |
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Location: Nigeria | Beautiful Piece Moonlight Dear Especially in the First Canto! Blessed are those who Suffer! For they shall gain Succor PEACE & HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL! |
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Location: United Kingdom | welcome BACK dear Lord Danjummai
and with a Beatitude unless I am mistaken!?
Been missing You
But, hey, isn;t that what God did/does/is doing?
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Location: United Kingdom | Paul Joseph - 1/4/2012 8:19 PM welcome BACK dear Lord Danjummai and with a Beatitude unless I am mistaken!? Been missing You But, hey, isn;t that what God did/does/is doing? Namaste Maybe my Be-Attitudes will come handy here, too. Here they are once more: The Be-Attitudes
Blessed are those who can laugh about themselves,
For they shall have endless fun. Blessed are those who can tell a mountain from a molehill,
For they shall be spared many troubles. Blessed are those who can go to bed and fall asleep
Without looking for excuses,
For they shall become wise. Blessed are those who know when to shut up and listen,
For they shall learn many new things. Blessed are those who do not take themselves too seriously,
For they shall be appreciated by those around them. Blessed are those who are attentive to the call of others
Without thinking they are indispensable,
For they are the sowers of joy. Blessed are those who take small things seriously
And large things peacefully,
For they shall go far in life. Blessed are those who can admire a smile and forget a frown,
For the Sun will shine on their path. Blessed are those who can keep quiet and smile,
Even when someone cuts them off in mid-sentence,
Contradicts them and/or treads on their toes,
For they have seen the One light that unites us all. But most blessed of all are those who recognise
The living God in themselves, as well as
In everyone and everything that comes their way,
For they already have found true and everlasting
Love, light and wisdom. Anon.
Edited by Aquarius From ‘Words & Prayers of Comfort & Healing’ With love and light,
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Location: United Kingdom | To be is to do [Jean Paul Sartre]
To do is to be [Karl Marx]
Do be do be do [Frank Sinatra]
(Graffiti, seen by yours truly in the King's Head public house, Islington, North London, c. 1979)
And hey Marty, that pub in those days still accepted the British old money, pounds, shillings and pence; decrying decimalisation ....
Edited by Paul Joseph 1/7/2012 5:28 PM
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Location: United Kingdom | Paul Joseph - 1/7/2012 10:27 PM To be is to do [Jean Paul Sartre] To do is to be [Karl Marx] Do be do be do [Frank Sinatra] (Graffiti, seen by yours truly in the King's Head public house, Islington, North London, c. 1979) Graffiti on a subway wall somewhere:
‘God is dead!’ Nietzsche Someone had scrawled underneath:
‘Nietzsche is dead!’ God
‘God is not dead, but alive and well
and working on a much less ambitious project.’
Edited by Aquarius 1/8/2012 5:37 AM
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