Insights of an Entity.

Lets start with a little lube . A little drink. Maybe some pot to get stoned one. fuck. sorry to early to start with this., so lets start from the beginning. do be warned this might be a bit too explicit for ya taste buds. im not intending to write a 50 shades of grey prequel no an asa-akira sex tape resume. hahahaha. im getting way messed up lately.  Met her in a singles meeting. Talked, shared details.. Clicking with people hasnt always been easy for me cuz i see myself as a perv. she was beautiful and exudes a high level of sensuality. Every night i imagined my hands caressing and mapping her firm yet soft body. God works in wonders and she came visiting.        The day cudnt have been set any better. It was a touch cloudy and the sun crept through the blinds of my window. The dust picked in the air and every time the rays hit her, the silhouette of her body.. hmmmm... . we watched a movie shyly, a little wine seemed to ease the mood...

 Out of the corner of my eye, I saw you smile. It was a dream come true. There you should with those who understood you best but rarely knew you for who you are.   The world felt at ease around you and somehow you seemed to have enough strength. Strength to laugh at all the little jokes they told and smile without a fear or a care to the world.   It seemed unsure and uneasy, yet you smiled. You seemed to have convinced that you were fine after all worst could happen. Life doesn’t always revolve around but a single person or ideal. The world is big and the only to make that one best choice is to explore and make selections. Variety after all is the spice of life. Serene was my mind, yet broken was my heart. I looked on and wished I could pass but like Medusa your face have me transfixed. The moment felt realistic but somehow fall. Like I had being locked into a virtual reality with no access point to log out of. So there I stood soa...

I spent the day in a corner observing as the world spanned in my little house. My eyes constantly burning yet I could not close them for some reason. Everyone seemed to be putting on a face as they told little jokes and laughed heartily. Yet the relationship between mother and children were compromised. When people decide to give up fighting, they usually do it because they see no effects, no reason to continue or do not feel appreciated enough. Mother seemed to have all the above, gingerly or not she showed it. It wasn’t fun in the least of ways, for even though all was free to do as they please, the children still yearned for a roof. A barrier that regulates actions and passages. Rebellion doesn’t feel right if there is none to rebel against. Mother is a strong person and gently she whispered her stance to the children.   It was hard and shot, no need to waste words. Mother made it known that she had tried her best and was neither getting results nor appreciation. Her acti...

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Welcome to Ghana                 Welcome to Ghana, a peaceful nation full of calm, creative, open-minded people until….. So now welcome to Ghana, where dum-sor (power cuts) timetable can only be downloaded from the website of radio stations Where only the Electricity Company of Ghana (E.C.G) understands the timetable The timetable indicating 24 hours of power and 12 hours of no power is mostly 5 days of no power and 12 hours of power Welcome to Ghana, where the president is liked by most because he is fairly young, nice-looking and a good orator and not because of his performance in office In Ghana, most people do not know who the vice president is or his full name Politicians never mean their vows because it keeps changing with every rally and campaign season Some parliamentarians never make a comment yet still get paid huge sums of money Parliamentarians always fight over development ...

                As we chimed and cloaked away The voiceless found their voice Roars from deep within echoed through out Walking in the path of loneliness We find companionship in solitude Redemption and the joy of being alone In the echoes and noise, silence rippled through our hearts As I sat in the darkness, naked A light shone in my heart with every click and every tap Words drew a picture As messy as it was, not worthy of beauty Beauty was its very worth In all corners when cornered, we break the corners This is art, this is a vision A writer’s walkway. After we walk out of the abyss we see a bigger world Without boundaries we leap like frogs Run like cheetahs’ And rule like lions So as we dream and work even when we don’t Remember every action takes a writer ever closer A dot, a splash, a word, a phrase, a stanza, joy, pain, messy and neatness This is a writers passions and a writer’s walkwa...

    Let's go a little memory check. Robert Nester Marley (1945-1981) known more as Bob Marley is one of the pioneers of reggae music. He inspired loads of people with his music. Like all people there is the good and not so good part of them, however it seems the not so good part of him is a highly praised part. Yes am referring to the weed aspect. Amongst the reggae community I daresay it a key element not saying everyone partakes in it. But to judge it isn't really my place so may I not digress. My point is that as much as Bob Marley is respected for his music his name has also become synonymous with weed. In Ghana most people make comments like "me den ma paddy in deal be tight pass bob Marley den weed". So therefore I believe the street name 'Marley's' is perhaps a way of glorifying the name. So yes, it a drug and a chance to 'enlighten', I see it beyond that. I see it as an ideology, so now allow me to explain my ideology of Marley's. Marle...