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Gone rogue

I bled too deep

canoe sank neat

 pupils dilated

'felt sea sick.

I know I have a long way to go

But, the truth I follow

I deserve better than this

I know I do

Whatever politics you use

 Certainly, ain't  blue

You piped my pen

like it's cigar not hemp

God surely as not forsaken me...

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Written by James
Gone rogue
I bled too deep
canoe sank neat
 pupils dilated
'felt sea sick.

I know I have a long way to go
But, the truth I follow

I deserve better than this
I know I do

Whatever politics you use
 Certainly, ain't  blue

You piped my pen
like it's cigar not hemp

God surely as not forsaken me...
#nonfiction  #change  #truth 
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Challenge of the Week #61: Write a piece of flash fiction about rejection. 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

Pulsar

       He's never this cold. The warmth of his smile sublime dry ice. When the frosty moon bites my unprotected night, his sunny words lit my yellow soul. He's the only star in my galaxy.

   He hits me when I misbehave. Complaints and gambles my minimum wage. After his debt grazed our properties, paranoia and whiskey became his buds.

     "Your food is getting warm, won't you eat?"

He flares like a discharge of molten plasma

      "Woman, I'm thinking, let me be."

The rocks of a mountain stumbling down, his right palm like  thunder meets my face, the storm in my eyes begins to rain. He won't even look at me. It's like I'm his shadow that doesn't exist. We once did things together, trips and parks. Now, I'm an obstacle that needs to be removed. Where is that man that once loved me? He never stood farther than ten centimetres from me.   We played scrabble and chess for weeks. Every single sub-particle of moments was rich with love.

          Now, as I walk pass his favourite chair, the stench of irritation absorbs the air. Choking for attention, my wits deflects downwards. The walls of silence are louder than thousands of sirens. My head disconnects from my backbone and my sorrowful lungs. As the mighty sun sits on the western wings, my heart is set on a bow taut string, ready to dive to loneliness.

     Planetary bodies distort time and space. The heaviness of his body only pulled me away. The little emptiness I felt when he was alive, ripped wide open, as I mourn at his wake. The giant star of my galaxy is dead. His kidney exploded in liquor supernovas and left me with a black hole of devastation.

`    He was not my husband or my lover. He was and still is my only mother.

                "I love you, daddy, rest in peace."

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Challenge of the Week #61: Write a piece of flash fiction about rejection. 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
Pulsar
       He's never this cold. The warmth of his smile sublime dry ice. When the frosty moon bites my unprotected night, his sunny words lit my yellow soul. He's the only star in my galaxy.
   He hits me when I misbehave. Complaints and gambles my minimum wage. After his debt grazed our properties, paranoia and whiskey became his buds.
     "Your food is getting warm, won't you eat?"
He flares like a discharge of molten plasma
      "Woman, I'm thinking, let me be."
The rocks of a mountain stumbling down, his right palm like  thunder meets my face, the storm in my eyes begins to rain. He won't even look at me. It's like I'm his shadow that doesn't exist. We once did things together, trips and parks. Now, I'm an obstacle that needs to be removed. Where is that man that once loved me? He never stood farther than ten centimetres from me.   We played scrabble and chess for weeks. Every single sub-particle of moments was rich with love.
          Now, as I walk pass his favourite chair, the stench of irritation absorbs the air. Choking for attention, my wits deflects downwards. The walls of silence are louder than thousands of sirens. My head disconnects from my backbone and my sorrowful lungs. As the mighty sun sits on the western wings, my heart is set on a bow taut string, ready to dive to loneliness.

     Planetary bodies distort time and space. The heaviness of his body only pulled me away. The little emptiness I felt when he was alive, ripped wide open, as I mourn at his wake. The giant star of my galaxy is dead. His kidney exploded in liquor supernovas and left me with a black hole of devastation.
`    He was not my husband or my lover. He was and still is my only mother.
                "I love you, daddy, rest in peace."
#fiction  #education  #science  #opinion  #getlit 
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Herrera said,"What is this?"

   Everyday we discover something new. At first, we thought bacteria were independent organisms. To our surprise we discovered they actually communicated with each other through a medium we call, quorum sensing. Just when I thought the real excitement of discovery was coming to an end. On my fourth tour at the Amazon jungle, in a park full of  brown-throated sloths and golden-headed manakins, I stumbled upon a Picasso.

      That day, march 4, 2017, I can never forget. After taking lots of pictures of a lek of manakins practicing their courtship dance. I sat beneath a Cocos nicifera tree. In my bag pack, I had a sandwich, chocolate bread stuffed with peanut butter  and jam. To drink, a bottle of   Pepsi. Hmm! Can't wait to get started. While the delicious meal took my breath away. I felt something moving at my back. At first, it was soothing. I thought to myself, maybe its just my reaction to such salivating meal. That movement gradually became uncomfortable. I stopped eating, took a step forward and turned to see a transparent fluid as shapeless as amoeba.It was moving from the root of the Cocos nicifera tree to a pile of loamy soil close by. At that moment I did not notice that my camera had switched to camcorder mode, and, it was busy recording that awkward moment. I took a piece of dried branch and tried to pin it down, but it ran into a hole that I did not notice earlier. In my 15 years as a zoologist, I have never read or seen anything like that 9 inch amorphous monstrous fluid . After about five minutes still rapped in shock, my thoughts became aligned. "Why didn't I take a picture of that thing?" I asked myself. The only proof I thought I had was my shirt. That guy must have put some of its genetic material on me. I pulled off my shirt and placed it in a nylon bag. My shirt, just became a specimen.

     Heart broken, the spirit of excitement that made me take pictures left me. I switched off my camera and returned to my hotel room. My aid, Herrera was excited to upload my pictures from the camera to the system. He's always excited. After some minutes of awkward silence, I got worried and asked,

                                      "Herrera, what is it?"

He looked at me with a curious smile and answered.

                              "Mr Albrighton, What is this? "

I turned my attention to the monitor and saw the video of the monstrous  fluid organism that I just encountered. My mood glowed brighter than the dog star. It was like that classic moment in a movie where  a mans life is about to change in a split of  seconds. I grabbed Herrera by his head, with my both hands and kissed his forehead.

            "This, my boy, is my ticket to the hall of fame."

I knew I had to take every step with absolute care because, I'm not the only hungry explorer in this parts. I told Herrera to spend the night in my room and begged him not to share what he just saw with anything alive.

Taking a closer look at the video, I observed something. I thought I saw the amorphous transparent fluid organism go into a hole. But what I saw in the video amazed me. The giant disguised it body shape as a circle and sat on the soil like a chocolate cup cake. To me it looked  like a hole because the transparent fluid deceived me eyes like a magnifying glass. It magnified the black spot I saw by making it look like an infinite hole. This guy is a chameleon cheat. A mimic octopus philosopher stone. It was able to this, in a blink of an eye. It was right in front of me all along. I must think carefully on how to study it, capture it. And maybe, just maybe, I would get a Nobel prize for biology.

       The next day, march 5, 2017, I woke that morning with a weird eccentric feeling. Its like I was in an action movie, where the good guy wakes up with great aspiration and fire. And in the background, a slow charismatic tune that sets the audience on an imaginative ledge. 

      KNOCK!!!!   KNOCK!!! HOUSE KEEPING!

That must be Mrs Mariana. I can identify her lovely voice any time any day. Herrera sluggishly reached for the door and let her in.

     "Senior Al-bite-ton, I see you and Herrera have been busy all night."

     "How many times will I tell you Mrs Mariana its Albrighton."

      "OK! I brought fresh towels, slippers and your dry cleaned soldier shorts and shirts."

"Oh! Thank you Mrs Mariana you are a darling. Hmm! Are those lemon I smell." 

                    "Yes, its our own locally made starch"

                 "Wow! I never get tired of hearing you say that"

           "Herrera, make sure you wash up  quickly, and learn from senior Al-bite-ton.       

           Some day you will save us from those big pockets who are tearing down our           heritage and calling it modern globalization."

        "Yes ma!"

      "Mrs Mariana, I would love some hot cocoa with ginger and six tea spoon of evaporated milk."

        "OK! senior Al-bite-ton, I'll make that for you."

She gently leaves the room and closes the door behind her. I looked at Herrera and said,

        "When will she learn to pronounce my name right?"

He smiled like always and nodded his head sideways. After few minutes of taking turn in the shower, my hot cocoa as ordered was on point. My day was ready to get right on track. Herrera in his own way was ready for my first speech about our classified mission that we were about to begin. With a giant loaf of bread on his right hand and a pocket knife covered with peanut butter, that awkward silence rang in my ears.

       "Now listen carefully, we have a big day ahead of us. First, we must plan on how each event must occur, and avoid unwanted  suspicion. We have a good advantage and bad a advantage.The bad news is, I don't have a personal lab. The person that I know that does, is a giant pain in the ass. Do you know what I mean?"

                    "Yes, I certainly do"

           "OK! I need a sophisticated lab to analyze the DNA of that amorphous  monstrous transparent  fluid organism."

           "That is a long name. Since this is more like a covet op... Why not AMT!"

 

          "No! that will surely attract suspicion. We have to cloak that abbreviation in a word of some sort. Like, uncle Sam for United states of America. It as to be close to common words used every day."

          "Why don't you take the video to the institute of zoology in London and get all the help you need?"

         "Not in these days of media apocalypse. You don't go to those guys half corked. Someone may snatch my discovery right under my nose. I need to do much more than that. Proof that it exist."

           "But, Mr Albrighton, that is a difficult task."

           "That why we are scientist. we fight till we get the result we want. If we get this right. Our names will be remembered for generations.  So, are you in or out."

             "I'm definitely in. Besides, you won't survive a day in the jungle without my help."

          "That's true, now, on the name, hmm!!! what do you think about, amtracks"

            "No! Water is a good common name for such thing. Since we know its transparent and shapeless. Pure water is transparent and sometimes look shapeless. It takes the shape of its containing vessel."

           "You see, we have just started, and you proof to be a genius already. Yes! Water it is. To the good news, of which you just did. We have our initiatives to guide on this journey. One other  thing we can observe from the video is that it was on the stem of a Cocos nicifera tree and like chameleon it can blend in with its immediate background and like the mimic octopus it possesses the ability to  impersonate. In this case, it impersonated a hole. Which can only mean that this organism is a lot more smarter than it looks."

                "We must answer the question why now? Until this moment, why haven't we as humans discovered this organism? Have this organism been right under our noses all this time. Is it a result of today activities, i.e Did it undergo evolution. Having a parent family from the group of living organism that we know or is it a complete alien (from  another planet). I'm sure much more questions will pop up as we go on.

   Your today duty is to find out all you can about the Cocos nicifera tree. Water was on it for a reason. Since it might have perceive my disturbance while I took pictures. Why didn't it hide from me. Why did it let me relax on it? Gosh... I might be undergoing some kind of change in personality as we speak. Their is about a million possibility as to what may be going on. So like I said, you take Cocos nicifera"

             "What about you Mr Albrighton, what will you do today."

             "I  will, go to the pain in the ass friend of mine that as a lab here in Brazil. And try to find out what kind of DNA sequence that organism possesses."

             "How are you going to do that. You don't have a specimen"

            "I do, my shirt, the one I put yesterday. It in a nylon in my bag pack . Thank God for forensics, I think I can salvage something from it."

        "Let the games begin..."

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Herrera said,"What is this?"
   Everyday we discover something new. At first, we thought bacteria were independent organisms. To our surprise we discovered they actually communicated with each other through a medium we call, quorum sensing. Just when I thought the real excitement of discovery was coming to an end. On my fourth tour at the Amazon jungle, in a park full of  brown-throated sloths and golden-headed manakins, I stumbled upon a Picasso.

      That day, march 4, 2017, I can never forget. After taking lots of pictures of a lek of manakins practicing their courtship dance. I sat beneath a Cocos nicifera tree. In my bag pack, I had a sandwich, chocolate bread stuffed with peanut butter  and jam. To drink, a bottle of   Pepsi. Hmm! Can't wait to get started. While the delicious meal took my breath away. I felt something moving at my back. At first, it was soothing. I thought to myself, maybe its just my reaction to such salivating meal. That movement gradually became uncomfortable. I stopped eating, took a step forward and turned to see a transparent fluid as shapeless as amoeba.It was moving from the root of the Cocos nicifera tree to a pile of loamy soil close by. At that moment I did not notice that my camera had switched to camcorder mode, and, it was busy recording that awkward moment. I took a piece of dried branch and tried to pin it down, but it ran into a hole that I did not notice earlier. In my 15 years as a zoologist, I have never read or seen anything like that 9 inch amorphous monstrous fluid . After about five minutes still rapped in shock, my thoughts became aligned. "Why didn't I take a picture of that thing?" I asked myself. The only proof I thought I had was my shirt. That guy must have put some of its genetic material on me. I pulled off my shirt and placed it in a nylon bag. My shirt, just became a specimen.

     Heart broken, the spirit of excitement that made me take pictures left me. I switched off my camera and returned to my hotel room. My aid, Herrera was excited to upload my pictures from the camera to the system. He's always excited. After some minutes of awkward silence, I got worried and asked,
                                      "Herrera, what is it?"
He looked at me with a curious smile and answered.
                              "Mr Albrighton, What is this? "
I turned my attention to the monitor and saw the video of the monstrous  fluid organism that I just encountered. My mood glowed brighter than the dog star. It was like that classic moment in a movie where  a mans life is about to change in a split of  seconds. I grabbed Herrera by his head, with my both hands and kissed his forehead.
            "This, my boy, is my ticket to the hall of fame."
I knew I had to take every step with absolute care because, I'm not the only hungry explorer in this parts. I told Herrera to spend the night in my room and begged him not to share what he just saw with anything alive.

Taking a closer look at the video, I observed something. I thought I saw the amorphous transparent fluid organism go into a hole. But what I saw in the video amazed me. The giant disguised it body shape as a circle and sat on the soil like a chocolate cup cake. To me it looked  like a hole because the transparent fluid deceived me eyes like a magnifying glass. It magnified the black spot I saw by making it look like an infinite hole. This guy is a chameleon cheat. A mimic octopus philosopher stone. It was able to this, in a blink of an eye. It was right in front of me all along. I must think carefully on how to study it, capture it. And maybe, just maybe, I would get a Nobel prize for biology.

       The next day, march 5, 2017, I woke that morning with a weird eccentric feeling. Its like I was in an action movie, where the good guy wakes up with great aspiration and fire. And in the background, a slow charismatic tune that sets the audience on an imaginative ledge. 

      KNOCK!!!!   KNOCK!!! HOUSE KEEPING!

That must be Mrs Mariana. I can identify her lovely voice any time any day. Herrera sluggishly reached for the door and let her in.

     "Senior Al-bite-ton, I see you and Herrera have been busy all night."

     "How many times will I tell you Mrs Mariana its Albrighton."

      "OK! I brought fresh towels, slippers and your dry cleaned soldier shorts and shirts."

"Oh! Thank you Mrs Mariana you are a darling. Hmm! Are those lemon I smell." 

                    "Yes, its our own locally made starch"

                 "Wow! I never get tired of hearing you say that"

           "Herrera, make sure you wash up  quickly, and learn from senior Al-bite-ton.       
           Some day you will save us from those big pockets who are tearing down our           heritage and calling it modern globalization."

        "Yes ma!"

      "Mrs Mariana, I would love some hot cocoa with ginger and six tea spoon of evaporated milk."

        "OK! senior Al-bite-ton, I'll make that for you."

She gently leaves the room and closes the door behind her. I looked at Herrera and said,

        "When will she learn to pronounce my name right?"

He smiled like always and nodded his head sideways. After few minutes of taking turn in the shower, my hot cocoa as ordered was on point. My day was ready to get right on track. Herrera in his own way was ready for my first speech about our classified mission that we were about to begin. With a giant loaf of bread on his right hand and a pocket knife covered with peanut butter, that awkward silence rang in my ears.

       "Now listen carefully, we have a big day ahead of us. First, we must plan on how each event must occur, and avoid unwanted  suspicion. We have a good advantage and bad a advantage.The bad news is, I don't have a personal lab. The person that I know that does, is a giant pain in the ass. Do you know what I mean?"

                    "Yes, I certainly do"

           "OK! I need a sophisticated lab to analyze the DNA of that amorphous  monstrous transparent  fluid organism."

           "That is a long name. Since this is more like a covet op... Why not AMT!"
 
          "No! that will surely attract suspicion. We have to cloak that abbreviation in a word of some sort. Like, uncle Sam for United states of America. It as to be close to common words used every day."

          "Why don't you take the video to the institute of zoology in London and get all the help you need?"

         "Not in these days of media apocalypse. You don't go to those guys half corked. Someone may snatch my discovery right under my nose. I need to do much more than that. Proof that it exist."

           "But, Mr Albrighton, that is a difficult task."

           "That why we are scientist. we fight till we get the result we want. If we get this right. Our names will be remembered for generations.  So, are you in or out."

             "I'm definitely in. Besides, you won't survive a day in the jungle without my help."

          "That's true, now, on the name, hmm!!! what do you think about, amtracks"

            "No! Water is a good common name for such thing. Since we know its transparent and shapeless. Pure water is transparent and sometimes look shapeless. It takes the shape of its containing vessel."

           "You see, we have just started, and you proof to be a genius already. Yes! Water it is. To the good news, of which you just did. We have our initiatives to guide on this journey. One other  thing we can observe from the video is that it was on the stem of a Cocos nicifera tree and like chameleon it can blend in with its immediate background and like the mimic octopus it possesses the ability to  impersonate. In this case, it impersonated a hole. Which can only mean that this organism is a lot more smarter than it looks."

                "We must answer the question why now? Until this moment, why haven't we as humans discovered this organism? Have this organism been right under our noses all this time. Is it a result of today activities, i.e Did it undergo evolution. Having a parent family from the group of living organism that we know or is it a complete alien (from  another planet). I'm sure much more questions will pop up as we go on.
   Your today duty is to find out all you can about the Cocos nicifera tree. Water was on it for a reason. Since it might have perceive my disturbance while I took pictures. Why didn't it hide from me. Why did it let me relax on it? Gosh... I might be undergoing some kind of change in personality as we speak. Their is about a million possibility as to what may be going on. So like I said, you take Cocos nicifera"

             "What about you Mr Albrighton, what will you do today."

             "I  will, go to the pain in the ass friend of mine that as a lab here in Brazil. And try to find out what kind of DNA sequence that organism possesses."

             "How are you going to do that. You don't have a specimen"

            "I do, my shirt, the one I put yesterday. It in a nylon in my bag pack . Thank God for forensics, I think I can salvage something from it."

        "Let the games begin..."


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Challenge of the Week #59: Modernise Shakespeare’s ‘Shall I Compare Thee’ sonnet. 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

GROOM

Melinda was born in May

All who came brought a gift

Even I, came on the fifth

with the shoulder of a manta ray

It was such a lovely day

Paparazzi, even in the lift

Pranksters shuffling their cards, so swift

Caught unaware, no words to say

Suddenly, silence ceased the room

Its like an angel descended from above

My haughty shoulder became a broom

Pranksters cards gradually dissolve

Photographers frustrated, camera's couldn't zoom

I had no gift to offer, nothing, but love.

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Written by James
GROOM
Melinda was born in May
All who came brought a gift
Even I, came on the fifth
with the shoulder of a manta ray

It was such a lovely day
Paparazzi, even in the lift
Pranksters shuffling their cards, so swift
Caught unaware, no words to say

Suddenly, silence ceased the room
Its like an angel descended from above
My haughty shoulder became a broom

Pranksters cards gradually dissolve
Photographers frustrated, camera's couldn't zoom
I had no gift to offer, nothing, but love.
#romance  #poetry  #getlit 
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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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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

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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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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

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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
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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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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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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.

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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.

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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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