Friday, July 30, 2010

Friday sunshine

This feels like a brushstroke on van Gogh's canvas. Streaks of sunlight beamed through colonade skys of grey. An egg in rupture the clouds silently cramble, an innocent willful radiance bursts forth and hearts quiver with vibrant energy...

Thursday, July 29, 2010

The misery of diligence

Frm alexandria of yore to oft to cme such miseries, the most atrocious creation by man is the libraries. The barking hounds of tests close in tail of migrating hoardes of CATS drive virgin minds into these towers of gloom. Stale, musty unexcitn, untraveld air weaves its arms round you tighter n tighter prison bars to experienc. Endles march of fingers thro' yellown, lack lustre pages and the usurping of flights of fancy with rhythmles, tuneles facts.
The world speeds by n time couldn sip though slower. Minutes pound by lyk drunken sailors blindly seeking the abode of the northwind ne'er catching the hour.
Sleep comes to the weak, bland reticence to the strong!
Bt slog we do, like sloths masticating, diligence finds hme in the rhythm of aspiration and libraries fill with fear-driven hoardes and goal-driven sputters

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Ngendo-athletics galore

Go Ngendo, al the best on the field.


Am seatd in the freezing vip section of nyayo stadium. Discvrd vip means 'vision impaird position.' keep to the wananchi stands; warmth in company n u c smthn. Bt woohoo we gt family on the field. Suddenly the games seem so important.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Long exhalation

After a long climb
Bolt at the finish line
America on 9/11
Mandela 27yrs on
Armstrong meeting the man on the moon
Russia - 1812
Clinton on the white hous couch
Wonder
Contentment
Regret
At the close of Max Bruch' violin concerto
SLR-maclaren exhaust sound
Constipation relief
Toothles, paraplegic lion in your bed
Ruto bound n gagged
Meeting 'her'
Eunuch on viagra in a nudist colony
Fart in a garbage depot
Oasis in the sahara
Netherlands july 11
DEATH.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Sliver of heaven

Often our lives drift by with the current of the times, warm or cold we drift by but at certain moments, few though, a light breeze picks, a sliver of heaven, n sudenly a course is set. Bon iver is a breeze straight frm thse abodes with a divine sound that carries u away to this litle island of contented simplicity. An island of no expectation, of seamles time, of broad imagination n free flight of uncapturd posibilities.
A priceles gem of music...

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Cynicism

Dyogenes: whts beta than a belly rub after lunch... Eh... A wank in a public square in 400bc greece. Crus you myt say, definitely! Bt great food for normative cultural critiques n expositions.
Does a dog live a more honest life unfettered by societal mores? Is a man a slave to his intellect and its social extrapolates i.e the concepts of society, of man withn the society, of mores (and even less), of contours of engagement and romans n the quintessential roman? Perharps.
Yet again, hw cn one man presume to know beta than the multitude? Jesus, Mohamed, Maina Njenga(you just have to be kenyan), Gandhi... Yes i hear you. Just maybe...

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Sunday morning rehearsal

The silent, wide expansive spaces of karen with echoes of nature serenading the sun have a profound calming effect. Troubles seem so far away and you find yourself floating in static dreams with marshmallow clouds and sweetpotato submarines. Hmm

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Musings in a netcafe

Are we seeing a re-creation of the pre-babelic age? Since the scent of man fell on ths apple, no single offspring of human creative genius has shifted the apple's tectonic plates as much as the cybernet has. Wht ws oft a lifetimes journey is nw a mouse click away. Human thought and experience is merged into an amorphous glob of 1s n 0s tht moves soles and sets hearts beating. Wht were once innumberable languages and dialects are giving way to a singularity through cross cultural exposure and interaction...

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Heureka!

D-DAy

the boat is sailed and the ocean is all around. A union of thought and motion occurs and as time unfolds it reveals the tapestry of possibilities: the ifs and whens that could and did. let open oceans breed open hearts, let open skies breed open minds.

adieu today hallo tomorrow.