Thus Spake I

Snippets & clippings

I hate writing...

The merging of days

The cry of the soul

How the west lost its glory

The cockroach

To Age in Christ

Etsu finally got his wish

If there is a God out there...

The valley of the gods of deceit

Great God Come!

Darwin is dead

Of Monkey Chants & FIFA rules

And the slaves sang...

Of Hubble and the death of a religion

Steinbeck & I

The glory of God
has hired the beauty of the hills
for the sake of my eyes
The riddles of science
for my mind
The Music of the bards
for my ears.
The Glory of God Comforts me.

The roar of the ancient waterfalls-
the roar of the majestic machines
as they forge their way
across the seas
and skies
remind me
of
The glory of  God

The Glory of God has borrowed
the wisdom of the sages
for the sake of my heart

Poets of the world, RECITE!!!

 

 

Letters

The Birth of Christianity

Carl Jung

Steinbeck's (Ed Ricketts)

Colin Powell's "Gunfighter Emerson"

Robert Collis: Nigeria in conflict

Muggeridge: England whose England?

Maya Angelou: They came to stay

Winston Churchill's First speech

Steal Away: SLAVES STOLEN MEN tell their story

Reparations for the STOLEN MAN

Mao

More Snippets & clippings

Writers!! Rewrite!

The Belgians are at the door Lumumba

the Kosovo song

Amadou Diallo

Cats

Lie! I love to write!

The reality of godliness...

Michael

Deny him everything (neurosis included)

Letter to Wreked!

The Muezzins of joy!

There were men on the ground

The world in 2050 will be exactly like...

Dear Preacher

Father Lee (Excerpt from Lokinanga)

Waste will work

Smile

Message from Durban

Little bird fly (a poem)

Goodnight Yesterday (a poem)

 

 

Wendidi Scottie

I do this for you and millions of other gentle children who will grow up in a world filled with wickedness and unjustifiable bias against them.

I'll stand in the gap for you and receive the insults hurled in your direction. 

 I'll blot out the sun of their wickedness with my black body - the perfect radiator and free you to fly (my beautiful black butterfly) to new unspoken horizons - leaving the earth for the earth-bound.

Injustice is an orphan in God's kingdom and has its time and season.......In twinkling of an eye, the awkward days (and nights) will be gone!  ........I am thus encouraged to hope that your future is brighter and filled with far more happiness than I could ever have dreamt or hoped for you.

Your Dad.

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