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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Deepwater horizon

The pipe of an oil well; sorrows of men

Web of distribution, crippled to shreds 

Jell,  that we sought for; blood came instead

They all blame bladder effect

More pressure is money; kill line is there

The stakes are tempting, lamers  beware

Families are mourning your greed with tears

They all blame bladder effect

Gas for air, flames too can stirr

Turbines and gears failed to rebel

A burst of fire equals to hell

They all blame bladder effect

For 87 days,  blow out confessed

The Gulf of Mexico; victim unheard

210 million gallons of proof, appeared

It all started with bladder effect

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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Deepwater horizon
The pipe of an oil well; sorrows of men
Web of distribution, crippled to shreds 
Jell,  that we sought for; blood came instead
They all blame bladder effect

More pressure is money; kill line is there
The stakes are tempting, lamers  beware
Families are mourning your greed with tears
They all blame bladder effect

Gas for air, flames too can stirr
Turbines and gears failed to rebel
A burst of fire equals to hell
They all blame bladder effect

For 87 days,  blow out confessed
The Gulf of Mexico; victim unheard
210 million gallons of proof, appeared
It all started with bladder effect
#education  #poetry  #mystery  #news  #opinion 
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Too little too late

You can only make one choice

Choose to rise or choose to fall

One choice that changes all

Stick to rise or stick to fall

Both sides, tides are strong

You push to rise, pull to a fall

If you decide not to move along

The time you should have risen

Is now a fall,  since you stall

To Rise is not easy

Your muscles pay the shillings

To fall feels appealing

In flight,  you only feel tipsy

One choice, is all life askes

Think fast,  before time elapses

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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Too little too late
You can only make one choice
Choose to rise or choose to fall
One choice that changes all
Stick to rise or stick to fall
Both sides, tides are strong
You push to rise, pull to a fall

If you decide not to move along
The time you should have risen
Is now a fall,  since you stall

To Rise is not easy
Your muscles pay the shillings
To fall feels appealing
In flight,  you only feel tipsy
One choice, is all life askes
Think fast,  before time elapses
#nonfiction  #education  #poetry  #mystery  #opinion 
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Old HOUSE TALE

Let not your beauty best the beast 

You might loose the charmer who asks for a kiss 

To unmask the horror or so called diseases 

An haughty heart like humty falls

Breaks into parts that may never reform 

Slay ignorance, and lower your walls

Be not amused by the pipers tune

Don't give in to peer wrong pull

Stick to discipline,  and kill those moves

Are you the youngling that grandma loves

Heed to her warning before the wolf comes

Your life is not as important as that old hut

Does anyone ever want more? 

Oliver Twist, did come forth

Summon courage, spit your thoughts 

No matter how old you've become 

The things you did,  can't be undone. 

Make it count,  may it live long

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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Old HOUSE TALE
Let not your beauty best the beast 
You might loose the charmer who asks for a kiss 
To unmask the horror or so called diseases 

An haughty heart like humty falls
Breaks into parts that may never reform 
Slay ignorance, and lower your walls

Be not amused by the pipers tune
Don't give in to peer wrong pull
Stick to discipline,  and kill those moves

Are you the youngling that grandma loves
Heed to her warning before the wolf comes
Your life is not as important as that old hut

Does anyone ever want more? 
Oliver Twist, did come forth
Summon courage, spit your thoughts 

No matter how old you've become 
The things you did,  can't be undone. 
Make it count,  may it live long
#fantasy  #education  #childrens  #poetry  #mystery 
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Challenge of the Week #57: you’re god; rewrite the creation story. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
Written by James

Mirror image

In the absence of dimensions,  darkness stood still. I looked into the deep and commanded darkness to move in a loop. As he walked away from its position, light came forth and I was pleased. 

As darkness spiraled across the vast space,  galaxies of stars emerged and spake, the language of beautiful colors in rays.  Heaven I said, shall be thy name. 

      Atoms to molecules solidified,  with the color of light,  water converged.  The large body,  I called Earth. Then,  I baked rocks as sets on the water, so I can observe the beauty of the meadow. 

 I made a lining over the earth,  the sky had clouds filled with air. The mighty water hosted the fishes.  A garden of trees, flowers appeared. The birds and insects multiplied and grazed.  Life of all kinds,  animals and plants,  both on land and in the water. I made them all in an ecosystem. 

      I sought for a shepherd to be my Knight. My image resonated,  and man was made. Out of the dust, I exhaled. `Adam', is his name. A bride called Eve for his companion. Creation was complete,  a day to sleep. 

  Universe insurgency came in play. A bite from this center tree, said the snake. Good and evil, a god remade. Hook, line and sinker, they took the bait. 

Adam!  Adam! 

Where hath thou? 

I sought thee

Yee not,  I found 

Oh lord! Oh Lord! 

From thee,  I hide

Know Yee not

Naked, I am

Cursed! Ye cursed! 

Ye hath,  from now

Greed and war shall plaque your kind

Eve shall scream when  baby arrives. 

So shall her descendants be devised

Toil! Ye toil! 

Shall thou, on earth

The snakes shall bite

Beast devour 

So shall it be to the end of time

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Challenge of the Week #57: you’re god; rewrite the creation story. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
Written by James
Mirror image
In the absence of dimensions,  darkness stood still. I looked into the deep and commanded darkness to move in a loop. As he walked away from its position, light came forth and I was pleased. 
As darkness spiraled across the vast space,  galaxies of stars emerged and spake, the language of beautiful colors in rays.  Heaven I said, shall be thy name. 
      Atoms to molecules solidified,  with the color of light,  water converged.  The large body,  I called Earth. Then,  I baked rocks as sets on the water, so I can observe the beauty of the meadow. 
 I made a lining over the earth,  the sky had clouds filled with air. The mighty water hosted the fishes.  A garden of trees, flowers appeared. The birds and insects multiplied and grazed.  Life of all kinds,  animals and plants,  both on land and in the water. I made them all in an ecosystem. 
      I sought for a shepherd to be my Knight. My image resonated,  and man was made. Out of the dust, I exhaled. `Adam', is his name. A bride called Eve for his companion. Creation was complete,  a day to sleep. 
  Universe insurgency came in play. A bite from this center tree, said the snake. Good and evil, a god remade. Hook, line and sinker, they took the bait. 

Adam!  Adam! 
Where hath thou? 
I sought thee
Yee not,  I found 

Oh lord! Oh Lord! 
From thee,  I hide
Know Yee not
Naked, I am

Cursed! Ye cursed! 
Ye hath,  from now
Greed and war shall plaque your kind
Eve shall scream when  baby arrives. 
So shall her descendants be devised

Toil! Ye toil! 
Shall thou, on earth
The snakes shall bite
Beast devour 
So shall it be to the end of time
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Prose Challenge of the Month #2: Write a story where you wake up as the most intelligent person on Earth. Fifteen entries will be featured in a 500-coin Prose Original Book, whereby each winner will take 5% lifetime royalties. You must purchase the book to discover its authors, who will be determined by objective data (reads, likes, reposts, comments) and by team vote to ensure reader satisfaction. When sharing to social media, please use the hashtags “itslit,” “getlit,” and “ProseChallenge.”
Written by James in portal Fiction

Beautiful mind

"The winner of the year 2018 Nobel Prize in mathematics is... 

Benjamin .J. Nikola."

Yes! That's me,  the guy on the newspapers,  Tele, YouTube,  Instagram,  twitter,  Facebook. Dem!  All over the globe.  I'm loving the paparazzi, from my house of residence, to the labs all over the world.  The ladies flirty scream,  when I pop up around the corner. The refreshing salutes from many well wishers is overwhelming.  

Everyone wants my signature or a hug and oh!  My handshakes,  don't go there.  Study shows that I have shake the equivalent of a third of China's population in less than three years.  Seriously!  I'm a feature of statistics,  that's crazy. Shoulders high,  Johnny Depp's smile, joker's eye and Batman's confidence, all in one large scoop. I flaunt everyday. 

"Mr J what does it feels like to win three Nobel Prize in a role?"

"I don't know,  if I say on top  of the world,  that would be an understatement, the feeling is indescribable.  I'm happy because,  I made a difference and there is lot more to be done and I need not to drown myself with such pride. "

" Why Benjamin. J. Nikola?"

"Well, as you may know many call me James or, 'J' for short. My name is the sandwich of two mighty giants in the history of electricity and modern day possibility to access the internet and much more.  Benjamin Franklin and Nikola Tesla. "

"So you prefer their first names? "

 

"Yes,  I do.  It symbolizes the number '1'. Nothing is as important as being number one.  In any competition or whatsoever,  all that matters most is,  who succeeded?  This men to me are number one. Someone has to  carry on their legacy,  right?!"

"What can you tell us  briefly about counter physics?"

" Well,  the law of opposite motion or counter physics states that an actions reaction opposes.  I mean when an heating element such as a boiler, instead of boiling water from normal temperature  25•C to 100•C. It takes  the degrees to 0•C and beyond.  By beyond,  I mean lower. 

  The big picture is that,  the increase in infrared rays towards the earth surface due to opposite motion the earth cools.  Instead of the North Pole's ice glaciers melting down due to global warming.  Opposite motion makes it possible to reduce the rate at which ice glaciers dissolves into the sea bodies. More light is shed on this matter in the text with bulk load of calculations. "

Wait,  you might be wondering,  how did it happen.  Let take a step backwards in time to where it all began. 

      Like everyone I was born in a modest family and I had my equal share of life threatening challenges. I found it hard to cope with the pace in college,  so I dropped out, but I hung around the school library.  It felt like the universe was calling me. 

After complete isolation from  the world except my family,  who were fully in charge of my well being.  To a degree,  I kept my adventure of soul searching a secret.  I sugar coated my progress in college to keep them in loop.  Those years I felt completely miserable at most  times regretting my choice of career pathway. I spent a total of twelve hours everyday except on Sundays in the school library Burrowed in thoughts. When that was not enough,  I switched to adventurous imaginations. At those moments,  I was asleep. Since I did not  participate in any curricular activities or whatsoever. I was fixed to a point. 

 One-day after so many,  the yield of my silence exploded.  I woke from my dreams of thoughts and gave birth to the foundation of opposite motion. 

     This simple incident brought me to where I'm today.

"So, Mr J, what are you going to do with the prize money, considering this happens to be the third installation you have received this year."

"Hmm! I intend to start my own company, mainly based on agricultural farm produce. With the constant increase in the world population, someone has to feed those hungry mouths."

 

" What, are you? Single, engaged or at the registry "

"For now still single, A right woman will come in due time, but that is not a priority."

Hold that thought, who said I'm not into ladies. I might be wearing the Sylvester Stallone soldier look, inside, I'm desperately searching

"But Mr J it is said that, 'to every successful man, there is a strong woman.' Did you fly solo all the way to three Nobel prizes and who were those responsible?"

"Okay! That's a big one. My strong woman was God almighty. It took a great amount of discipline to be able to set my life on track. That level of encouragement, no one I knew could provide such. I thought of committing suicide so many times. God made it clear, that, it was not an option. This very factor limited the cycle of friends I had. My daily devotion opened my eyes wide, it was like I could see through everyone. In fact, trying to explain how God enlightened me, its a book  I intend to publish in the nearest future."

"So you are saying there was no one in particular that stood out."

"Yes no one, except God."

"God is the reason you are here today."

 

" He certainly is."

Wait a minute, I did say I'm desperately searching for a woman in my life. It's better I open a can of worms from my past.

   Before I slept, as in gave in to deep thinking, there was a mountain I needed to bring down. My father is one of his mother seven children who were from two separate men. His father (my grandfather) had three wives. His first wife had three children, the second (my father's mother) had four children, and the third had three children. You want to know the best part, my own mother's mom (my grandmother from my mother's side) had twelve children for three separate men. My mother's dad was the third man. Her father married three wives. Shoot! Something with these guys and three women.

my mom's mother was the second. My mom's father had a total of ten children.

That was definitely a mouth full of relation, form your nearest origin.

       The next biggie, was how my mom and dad met. My mom was in her final year as a senior in high school when her story took a rapid turn in tide. She had a friend who was my father's girl friend. My Dad was a rookie engineer who had just got his degree in England. Now back in Nigeria, he was full of life. One sorry day, my mom went looking for her friend in my dad's place. Seriously! That's  the version she told me. When she got to his house,  her friend was not around. But my smoke smart Dad, locked the door immediately my mom stepped into the house. My dad, blah!  Blah! Blah! That is classified, strictly above your clearance. That incident will forever change my mother's life. My mom had four children for my dad, I happen to be the last. Three boys and a girl. The girl was the ribbon that tied mom to my dad.

  Now imagine the jolt of insurgence  bolting in my blood. I had serious cravings for a woman's touch. Many sleepless nights of prayer and constant discipline made me overcome my family gene pool. Although, now I reap the fruit of my labor, the temptation is well alive. 'God have mercy on me.'

"Can you shed more light on how you were able to cure cancer"

"Yes, cancerous tissue as we know is due to mutation that means somewhere or somehow the body got its generic coding wrong. My little time in the research laboratory in Manchester. I was able to program genetic strands to fin a loop. That loop I created through synthesis reminds the genetic material of living organism to do what it is meant to do, therefore avoiding mutation. Without mutation no cancerous tissue, without cancerous tissue nothing for you to worry about. Like polio, everyone receives a vaccine for that."

"Thank you Mr J. How were you able to expand your horizon into all these fields?"

"I love nature. If you ask me what is my occupation? I will tell you, a scientist. Not a physicist or chemist or a mathematician. Science is the origin of these subjects. So, when I slept. One of the first lesson I learned, was to appreciate nature as a whole. How it was necessary to understand where they intertwine. The differences, sometimes is not black and white. I found myself comfortable dealing with these subjects as one. "

"What made you embark on these journey? Not so many people who dream of winning a Nobel prize get nominated, and in its history no one as won more than two prizes. You have won  three prizes in three absolutely different fields and yet nominated for another prize in another field different from the ones you have won... What are the odds? To be frank sir, you're something else."

"After I gave my life to Christ in senior high school, my entire programming was rewired. Everything about me changed, I suddenly realized that, I had the potential for  greatness, but I struggled in believing any of it will come to pass. Everyone around me, behaved different. They were all saying the same thing, but what my heart was saying, was in no way close to what they discussed. For years, I was drowning at that crossroad, it was not clear to me were I should take, everyone or my heart. When I finally got admission into university the winner of the tug of war was finally decided. During lecture, I simulate every expression made by the lecturer in my mind, and try to fit the puzzle with what is going on in our basic reality. I observe that they didn't fit. After over fifty years  of independence, my country in those time have produced outstanding scholars, but the country economy is drowning in corruption. What happened to those beautiful minds? No research of ground breaking importance is being carried out and the lecture is not hand in hand with such problems. What we are studying is unrealistic to our level of technology. In the United States, you see textbooks made from a particular State based on the resources they have and how to apply them. For example, Lecturers in Ohio write text based on Ohio industries and how they get raw materials to make finished goods. Such text starve in Nigeria. That's why an undergraduate after obtaining his certificate, does not have a proper guide on how to use what he learned. Instead they continue piling up certificates, with unrealistic relevance. In time, the more class I attended the more my mind was struggling for air. It felt like my mind was in a prison wall. After much deliberation, I embarked on the journey that changed my life. "

"Wow! That's extraordinary, lots of mind buzzing facts there, Mr Benjamin J. Franklin, It as been a great experience having you in our midst."

"Thank you, the pleasure is mine"

" Folks, stay tuned for more updates coming your way, do not touch that dial. Until next time, thank you."

I'm sorry to tell you. This interview was two years ago. If you were wondering what happened to the Nobel prize I was nominated for, I won it. The announcement of the prize winner when this peep at my world started came from my television.

I and some experts built

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Written by James in portal Fiction
Beautiful mind
"The winner of the year 2018 Nobel Prize in mathematics is... 
Benjamin .J. Nikola."

Yes! That's me,  the guy on the newspapers,  Tele, YouTube,  Instagram,  twitter,  Facebook. Dem!  All over the globe.  I'm loving the paparazzi, from my house of residence, to the labs all over the world.  The ladies flirty scream,  when I pop up around the corner. The refreshing salutes from many well wishers is overwhelming.  

Everyone wants my signature or a hug and oh!  My handshakes,  don't go there.  Study shows that I have shake the equivalent of a third of China's population in less than three years.  Seriously!  I'm a feature of statistics,  that's crazy. Shoulders high,  Johnny Depp's smile, joker's eye and Batman's confidence, all in one large scoop. I flaunt everyday. 

"Mr J what does it feels like to win three Nobel Prize in a role?"

"I don't know,  if I say on top  of the world,  that would be an understatement, the feeling is indescribable.  I'm happy because,  I made a difference and there is lot more to be done and I need not to drown myself with such pride. "

" Why Benjamin. J. Nikola?"

"Well, as you may know many call me James or, 'J' for short. My name is the sandwich of two mighty giants in the history of electricity and modern day possibility to access the internet and much more.  Benjamin Franklin and Nikola Tesla. "

"So you prefer their first names? "
 
"Yes,  I do.  It symbolizes the number '1'. Nothing is as important as being number one.  In any competition or whatsoever,  all that matters most is,  who succeeded?  This men to me are number one. Someone has to  carry on their legacy,  right?!"

"What can you tell us  briefly about counter physics?"

" Well,  the law of opposite motion or counter physics states that an actions reaction opposes.  I mean when an heating element such as a boiler, instead of boiling water from normal temperature  25•C to 100•C. It takes  the degrees to 0•C and beyond.  By beyond,  I mean lower. 
  The big picture is that,  the increase in infrared rays towards the earth surface due to opposite motion the earth cools.  Instead of the North Pole's ice glaciers melting down due to global warming.  Opposite motion makes it possible to reduce the rate at which ice glaciers dissolves into the sea bodies. More light is shed on this matter in the text with bulk load of calculations. "

Wait,  you might be wondering,  how did it happen.  Let take a step backwards in time to where it all began. 
      Like everyone I was born in a modest family and I had my equal share of life threatening challenges. I found it hard to cope with the pace in college,  so I dropped out, but I hung around the school library.  It felt like the universe was calling me. 
After complete isolation from  the world except my family,  who were fully in charge of my well being.  To a degree,  I kept my adventure of soul searching a secret.  I sugar coated my progress in college to keep them in loop.  Those years I felt completely miserable at most  times regretting my choice of career pathway. I spent a total of twelve hours everyday except on Sundays in the school library Burrowed in thoughts. When that was not enough,  I switched to adventurous imaginations. At those moments,  I was asleep. Since I did not  participate in any curricular activities or whatsoever. I was fixed to a point. 
 One-day after so many,  the yield of my silence exploded.  I woke from my dreams of thoughts and gave birth to the foundation of opposite motion. 
     This simple incident brought me to where I'm today.

"So, Mr J, what are you going to do with the prize money, considering this happens to be the third installation you have received this year."

"Hmm! I intend to start my own company, mainly based on agricultural farm produce. With the constant increase in the world population, someone has to feed those hungry mouths."
 
" What, are you? Single, engaged or at the registry "

"For now still single, A right woman will come in due time, but that is not a priority."

Hold that thought, who said I'm not into ladies. I might be wearing the Sylvester Stallone soldier look, inside, I'm desperately searching

"But Mr J it is said that, 'to every successful man, there is a strong woman.' Did you fly solo all the way to three Nobel prizes and who were those responsible?"

"Okay! That's a big one. My strong woman was God almighty. It took a great amount of discipline to be able to set my life on track. That level of encouragement, no one I knew could provide such. I thought of committing suicide so many times. God made it clear, that, it was not an option. This very factor limited the cycle of friends I had. My daily devotion opened my eyes wide, it was like I could see through everyone. In fact, trying to explain how God enlightened me, its a book  I intend to publish in the nearest future."

"So you are saying there was no one in particular that stood out."

"Yes no one, except God."

"God is the reason you are here today."
 
" He certainly is."

Wait a minute, I did say I'm desperately searching for a woman in my life. It's better I open a can of worms from my past.
   Before I slept, as in gave in to deep thinking, there was a mountain I needed to bring down. My father is one of his mother seven children who were from two separate men. His father (my grandfather) had three wives. His first wife had three children, the second (my father's mother) had four children, and the third had three children. You want to know the best part, my own mother's mom (my grandmother from my mother's side) had twelve children for three separate men. My mother's dad was the third man. Her father married three wives. Shoot! Something with these guys and three women.
my mom's mother was the second. My mom's father had a total of ten children.
That was definitely a mouth full of relation, form your nearest origin.
       The next biggie, was how my mom and dad met. My mom was in her final year as a senior in high school when her story took a rapid turn in tide. She had a friend who was my father's girl friend. My Dad was a rookie engineer who had just got his degree in England. Now back in Nigeria, he was full of life. One sorry day, my mom went looking for her friend in my dad's place. Seriously! That's  the version she told me. When she got to his house,  her friend was not around. But my smoke smart Dad, locked the door immediately my mom stepped into the house. My dad, blah!  Blah! Blah! That is classified, strictly above your clearance. That incident will forever change my mother's life. My mom had four children for my dad, I happen to be the last. Three boys and a girl. The girl was the ribbon that tied mom to my dad.
  Now imagine the jolt of insurgence  bolting in my blood. I had serious cravings for a woman's touch. Many sleepless nights of prayer and constant discipline made me overcome my family gene pool. Although, now I reap the fruit of my labor, the temptation is well alive. 'God have mercy on me.'

"Can you shed more light on how you were able to cure cancer"

"Yes, cancerous tissue as we know is due to mutation that means somewhere or somehow the body got its generic coding wrong. My little time in the research laboratory in Manchester. I was able to program genetic strands to fin a loop. That loop I created through synthesis reminds the genetic material of living organism to do what it is meant to do, therefore avoiding mutation. Without mutation no cancerous tissue, without cancerous tissue nothing for you to worry about. Like polio, everyone receives a vaccine for that."

"Thank you Mr J. How were you able to expand your horizon into all these fields?"

"I love nature. If you ask me what is my occupation? I will tell you, a scientist. Not a physicist or chemist or a mathematician. Science is the origin of these subjects. So, when I slept. One of the first lesson I learned, was to appreciate nature as a whole. How it was necessary to understand where they intertwine. The differences, sometimes is not black and white. I found myself comfortable dealing with these subjects as one. "

"What made you embark on these journey? Not so many people who dream of winning a Nobel prize get nominated, and in its history no one as won more than two prizes. You have won  three prizes in three absolutely different fields and yet nominated for another prize in another field different from the ones you have won... What are the odds? To be frank sir, you're something else."

"After I gave my life to Christ in senior high school, my entire programming was rewired. Everything about me changed, I suddenly realized that, I had the potential for  greatness, but I struggled in believing any of it will come to pass. Everyone around me, behaved different. They were all saying the same thing, but what my heart was saying, was in no way close to what they discussed. For years, I was drowning at that crossroad, it was not clear to me were I should take, everyone or my heart. When I finally got admission into university the winner of the tug of war was finally decided. During lecture, I simulate every expression made by the lecturer in my mind, and try to fit the puzzle with what is going on in our basic reality. I observe that they didn't fit. After over fifty years  of independence, my country in those time have produced outstanding scholars, but the country economy is drowning in corruption. What happened to those beautiful minds? No research of ground breaking importance is being carried out and the lecture is not hand in hand with such problems. What we are studying is unrealistic to our level of technology. In the United States, you see textbooks made from a particular State based on the resources they have and how to apply them. For example, Lecturers in Ohio write text based on Ohio industries and how they get raw materials to make finished goods. Such text starve in Nigeria. That's why an undergraduate after obtaining his certificate, does not have a proper guide on how to use what he learned. Instead they continue piling up certificates, with unrealistic relevance. In time, the more class I attended the more my mind was struggling for air. It felt like my mind was in a prison wall. After much deliberation, I embarked on the journey that changed my life. "

"Wow! That's extraordinary, lots of mind buzzing facts there, Mr Benjamin J. Franklin, It as been a great experience having you in our midst."

"Thank you, the pleasure is mine"

" Folks, stay tuned for more updates coming your way, do not touch that dial. Until next time, thank you."


I'm sorry to tell you. This interview was two years ago. If you were wondering what happened to the Nobel prize I was nominated for, I won it. The announcement of the prize winner when this peep at my world started came from my television.

I and some experts built
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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Mentor

Do not deceive me one more time

Your basket of tricks are obsolete and dry

Take a quick piss and knot your tie

Liquor will drench a swollen heart

Leaving behind a stench that sigh

Do not expect a nickle or a dime 

Your bricks of bottles flits the sky 

Take a sick leave and cloth your pride

Fervor will bench an hopeless mind

Leaving behind an edge to fight

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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Mentor
Do not deceive me one more time
Your basket of tricks are obsolete and dry
Take a quick piss and knot your tie
Liquor will drench a swollen heart
Leaving behind a stench that sigh

Do not expect a nickle or a dime 
Your bricks of bottles flits the sky 
Take a sick leave and cloth your pride
Fervor will bench an hopeless mind
Leaving behind an edge to fight
#nonfiction  #poetry  #spirituality  #opinion 
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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse

On the ledge

I do want to take a sip

To be under great physic 

The attraction makes me sick

I have plundered my regrets 

Far from heaven,  I defect

Yet I want more, never the less 

As I ran, quick,  to her stead

Breathing faster than a jet

She was missing,  not there 

The relief that came in next

Was enough to shoo my flare

How easy I slip,  I fear. 

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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse
On the ledge
I do want to take a sip
To be under great physic 
The attraction makes me sick

I have plundered my regrets 
Far from heaven,  I defect
Yet I want more, never the less 

As I ran, quick,  to her stead
Breathing faster than a jet
She was missing,  not there 

The relief that came in next
Was enough to shoo my flare
How easy I slip,  I fear. 
#nonfiction  #poetry  #mystery  #spirituality  #opinion 
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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Prism

A ghost in my room

Its shadow glows anew

He boasts with my shoes

Terror solemnly starts to build 

Mr ghost,  stop being nude

Put a face to your dew

Scare my thoughts as they glew

I declare,  says the dude

Your shadow rainbow pukes

like chameleon, pink to blue 

Keratin  asleep,  stood 

My skin important muse

Do the latter beat it goons

as they scatter bits to broom

Who delivers? Who is wooed? 

Do the brothers share their ruins

Are they strangers as the news 

pricked the audience to be loose

I for one, toast to the feud 

Ghost and shadow in my room 

The body,  projected doom

two entities,  dragged and used

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Written by James in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Prism
A ghost in my room
Its shadow glows anew
He boasts with my shoes
Terror solemnly starts to build 

Mr ghost,  stop being nude
Put a face to your dew
Scare my thoughts as they glew
I declare,  says the dude

Your shadow rainbow pukes
like chameleon, pink to blue 
Keratin  asleep,  stood 
My skin important muse

Do the latter beat it goons
as they scatter bits to broom

Who delivers? Who is wooed? 
Do the brothers share their ruins

Are they strangers as the news 
pricked the audience to be loose

I for one, toast to the feud 
Ghost and shadow in my room 
The body,  projected doom
two entities,  dragged and used
#scifi  #poetry  #science  #mystery  #opinion 
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Challenge of the Week #56: Write the beginning of a story about a tyrannical king who threatens the entire realm. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
Written by James

After dawn is not dusk

We took peace for granted, since we did not know that the little conflict between brothers and friends always ended with both parties drinking or laughing. 

  All that changed, the day the white spirits arrived. Our once beloved king got poisoned by the mysterious gifts they offered. Every night the king's guard would seize  families from every town in the kingdom.  They would be taken to the cauldrons of the white spirits. These cauldrons could move on water, they then travel deep into the yellow sun until the cauldrons disappeared. 

 Pandemonium rocked the kingdom.  Many tried to run, but they got killed by the juju of the white spirits.  Everytime the juju takes a life,  it always makes a terrible noise like an angry thunderstorm that frightens anyone close by. 

  Furthermore,  the white spirits were also interested in our farm produce. The king stationed his guards on every farmland.  Any farmer who refused to weed his crops or cultivate more seeds would be beaten with wet twigs.  

 During harvest, all farm produce is taken to the kings courtyard. Little rations is bestowed to the farmers,  majority of the harvest is given to white spirits in appreciation for the fruitful harvest.  We had used white powders on our farms, which was given to us by the white spirits. 

  No one had cowries to buy anything. They had become worthless since the white spirits came.  Whatever we needed,  we bartered  amongst one another.

  In the midst of peril,  I began to recruit brothers and sisters far and wide. Together we became the resistance.  From the ashes of our fallen compatriots,  we intend to rise and fight for our freedom. 

              GLOSSARY

White spirits: colonial masters 

Cauldrons : ships

juju : gun

White powder: fertilizers

cowries: money

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Challenge of the Week #56: Write the beginning of a story about a tyrannical king who threatens the entire realm. The most masterfully written piece, as voted and determined by the Prose team, will be crowned winner and receive $100. Quality beats quantity, always, but numbers make things easier for our judges, so share, share, share with friends, family, and connections. #ProseChallenge #getlit #itslit
Written by James
After dawn is not dusk
We took peace for granted, since we did not know that the little conflict between brothers and friends always ended with both parties drinking or laughing. 

  All that changed, the day the white spirits arrived. Our once beloved king got poisoned by the mysterious gifts they offered. Every night the king's guard would seize  families from every town in the kingdom.  They would be taken to the cauldrons of the white spirits. These cauldrons could move on water, they then travel deep into the yellow sun until the cauldrons disappeared. 
 Pandemonium rocked the kingdom.  Many tried to run, but they got killed by the juju of the white spirits.  Everytime the juju takes a life,  it always makes a terrible noise like an angry thunderstorm that frightens anyone close by. 
  Furthermore,  the white spirits were also interested in our farm produce. The king stationed his guards on every farmland.  Any farmer who refused to weed his crops or cultivate more seeds would be beaten with wet twigs.  
 During harvest, all farm produce is taken to the kings courtyard. Little rations is bestowed to the farmers,  majority of the harvest is given to white spirits in appreciation for the fruitful harvest.  We had used white powders on our farms, which was given to us by the white spirits. 
  No one had cowries to buy anything. They had become worthless since the white spirits came.  Whatever we needed,  we bartered  amongst one another.

  In the midst of peril,  I began to recruit brothers and sisters far and wide. Together we became the resistance.  From the ashes of our fallen compatriots,  we intend to rise and fight for our freedom. 

              GLOSSARY
White spirits: colonial masters 
Cauldrons : ships
juju : gun
White powder: fertilizers
cowries: money
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