Free is Expensive while 'Genuine' is Corrupt!

Free is Expensive  while 'Genuine' is Corrupt!

Last I time I viewed my television set there was an advert that said  ...” You try it 30 days, its absolutely free and no obligation whatsoever!. Three things occurred in my mind spontaneously without blinking my eyes:

1: I pinched myself on the thigh to see whether I was still alive lest I had turned to a proverbial biblical statue of salt with no feelings or utter recollections of bitter sweet memories.

2: The moment I felt some twitch of pain I realized that I was still here in mother earth. Alive and kicking. I preferred not to hear more lies piling on top of half-baked truth prepared in  a Petri dish and served in pepper soup. The lies were wired in encoded live wire and given in  a shock of my life that I was being conned illegally in a legal country. Simply because I had not paid enough attention before appending my philosophical priestly signature that meanders in 7 languages on the ever famous dotted line; sign here! Initial here! Date there sir stroke Madam. All the way before reading the fine truth hidden in the fine super script prints. See it occurs to me you will need a magnified glass to read the legal footnotes of many contracts in life before committing suicide (plunging to death on a cliff in broad day light and pledging loyalty to the forces of immortal darkens) without having suicidal ideation whatsoever. Remember, That is punishable within international applicable laws.  Loitering around and ‘solicit icing’ I meant soliciting a leaf of life while knowing or unknowingly  you had already outlived sell and use by date tag lines. Meaning you are now living on borrowed time as they say. Translating that you have borrowed enough blew the trumpet or burst the tire you are not credit worthy any more. See where I grew from..(The cradle of mankind) Kenya in Africa if you borrow you deemed poor, if you constantly keep on borrowing you are watched with eyes plucked  out of socket and avoided like an Ebola screening process ( fare thee well African brothers and sisters) we never screened you enough with the power of dollar raised to the square root of Pounds multiplied with infinitely Euro cents which equals to nothing heavenly speaking. 

The power of paying cash is respected, you feel the warmth of the wallet, the smell of cash notes lined in an old wallet that has seen days and outlived treacherous weather forecasts however accurate or  inaccurate that can be.  The act and initial process of drawing the wallet from the back pocket or for gender balance (am still one shot of  my rib even if you carry Francis mathematical formula will not help) from a woman purse is by itself  a thrilling act of ecstasy or orgasmic for that matter (Remember orgasmic experience in life are not necessarily sexual. They cheated you and now I tell you the truth). As a matter of fact it’s a well-choreographed process or rather learned behavior that has become addictive. Such that remember the first time you learnt how to smoke; how you sophistic-ally squeezed the cigarette stick between your middle finger and index thumb!. You waved your hand freely with a technical snap leather weight fickle touch to ash the earth, then whisk your arm in the sky to draw a ‘smooth’ joint between your lips and poor lungs that in between you choked the air with a smile that says ‘Oh yeh some more baby Oh yes am coming of age’!. Before you knew Nicotine had entrenched in all known and unknown spheres of your life. In synonymous it goes without saying; the addiction is beckoning every time you see smoke where there is no fire. It means something is wrong with your wisdom vision, you either going blind with truth I mean or you having unchecked blurred eye sight misdiagnosis with lies of truth. You are addicted and Taken. Funny enough you have you noticed it’s no longer funny? Because we all get addicted with the untruth side of life and not the positive side. 

See no amount of being positive that can kill you , but alas if you swim in negativity , dine in negativity breath negativity and serve unbaked honest you will be diagnosed with depression  and before you hire a lawyer to manage a misdiagnosis of  a second  opinion you are on life support. If you are lucky,  they are now debating to switch off the only oxygen tube that is life supporting since you are termed to be in a comma that can never be resuscitated with any amount of genetically modified or drones projected biological lies. The Oxygen tube of truth has gone flat. This time I remembered sometimes in life it’s better to hear some sweet lies than bitter truth that sets you free then you die suddenly from excesses of ‘unchecked freedom’. Remember as the truth ties her shoe laces lies have circled the world twice. 

3: It was two minutes now then I adjusted my glasses, I realized I did not have my glasses on (I actually had broken them in a previous regional investment  party) but it’s a gesturistique  ritual  that has in innately  eminently  remained in me because I trust my instincts more than solicited or unsolicited logical conclusions that are absolutely free but more expensive in life than in death.  You will pay through your nostrils if whatever you are seeking is absolutely free because your natural truth excreta pathways will be blocked and choked by immobility of wickedness and your lungs will collapse before you blow circle rings in the air and exhale ‘Aluta continua’.  

I cannot say for sure whether this has relevance in your day today life, but it certainly is very relevant in every day to day wars of my worth and unworthy character of struggle in my ‘miserable’ life. My message and two pence wisdom is not however for free!. You must sit back …adjust your vision aid imagined or real (let go off what you have always held to be cardinal 'truth', lest you knew you have been wearing blinkers and dark sun glasses in the dark, all this time while sipping Kenyan tea dipped in strawberry ice-cream of hatred) . You must villi-lily like it or not painstakingly read my jargon to decipher any iota of truth. it like mining gold you be lucky if you  strike diamonds of malleability along the way. I tell you in broad day light my brother and sister you will find none in me coz the truth, the free naked truth is deep buried in YOU. Yes YOU. You must decide to reawaken the ghosts before they come to haunt you in the middle of the night or dismiss them with a pinch of salt to you own detrimental.  

At this point in time I squeezed the pause button in  my remote control and started writing this piece.  We all have a pause button but rarely we use it in the highway of life but before we know it truth crashes on our sight with  sigh of relief.   This being truth and regular truth in an extraordinary regular life ends my involvement in this matter at this time  until someone challenges this naked truth in the courtyard of  naked truth where you must legalistically court dress the truth, sugar point pure niceness dressing it for rehearsals of pure lies that border on the line of truth.  Adios Amigos ride on!. Original thoughts Expressed and Written By Njoroge wa Ngige 032815.

Reading & Writing

When Reading & Writing! 

Like sculptor Reading and Writing has to be developed. One must yearn for knowledge so as to gather wisdom.  When we first meet God in his project of Israelite and the model nation, He first authors the law and hands Moses the Tablets of the Torah in Mt…Sinai. For one to read there must first exist a bank with full of ideas to write about.  So when Apple and Samsung discovered Tablet, Gods Tablet (The Bible) was already designed for us inspired and handed down to us through generations. So nothing new under the sun. Whatever we see and discover its only that it has been hidden from our sight. Being hidden from our sight and site does not mean it does not exist. What we call production its reproduction of what already is (exist). See God of universe has provided all the finest truths that we all go in life without knowing. When God created us he created truth of His own image and Likeness because God is truth Himself. This does not mean that we are God ourselves, no. But you see what strikes me is that whenever we discover Gods truth while on earth, be it scientific-technological breakthrough, artistic venture poetry or sport, there is an innate tendency to think like we are God. And hence God is slowly edged out of our life and replaced by our own limited truth.

Original work & Thoughts by: Njoroge wa Ngige 031315.

No More!

No More!

Don’t mourn when I am gone

Celebrate coz I am coming home where I belong. 

When I will blink to horizon

It will be sun rise not sun set

Celebrate coz you shared a joke with me

Celebrate coz I made you laugh while you borrowed my ribs for hire

You cracked ‘em at crack of dawn coz didn’t dawn on you I belong

Please do not shed tears; I have shed full buckets of invisible tears for you

While you squeezed my neck and chocked me with hatred

As I waited for you at bus stops of life

I died in floods of rejection,

The worst enemy of mankind

I survived in the jungles of resurrection

After being betrayed 70 times 70 times

Infinity forgiveness ring in my ears

Count no more

For I am no more

Celebrate more

Before I come back

To haunt you more.

For I am a legend

The myth

The legacy

That lives no more

But yearns for more.

By Noroge wa Ngige,  031015

Eating or Drinking:

Eating or Drinking:

Believe it or not some people eat food all these years but they have never experienced the chewing, crushing of food or even swallowing. Some chew all their life others swallow all their life a few here and there swallow then chew. Ask yourself this prudent question are you being chewed , crushed or swallowed by life or you the one chewing, crushing and swallowing. There better be answers.  Some situation in life need chewing first, others need to be crushed before swallowed because if you try to jump on of the stages you will definitely get chocked, puke or have a running stomach in life.  Your accumulated sick call will not help you in this. Hear me here you are the patient as well as the Physician.  To some the taste in the mouth is more important than dunking in the stomach. The process of food break down…..peristalsis… think about it, sometimes we rush through life without realizing life is honest self, because surely with time it will bring us back to the stages in life that we consciously or unconsciously jumped or missed to evolve through.. (We all have moments of truth).

Food and drink is associated with Family, Fun and Friends (disregard all the three words that begin with F because it sucks sometimes, and as they say be careful of Masses because when you remove M only ashes remain, you know I didn't mean ashes). Family, Fun and Friends we must all live with them and eternally be grateful that we have them.  So in the activity of eating food, there are a number of things that play in the mind here.  First of all we have to scoop the food. It’s up to you to pick your food with a fork or spoon like the western world does, chop sticks like the Chinese or Oriental East do or with your bare hands like Most of Africans do. Whichever method you use or prefer does not show sophistication, civilization or superiority concept.  Do not rush to judge this analogy because am not done yet. I am neither judging you because you expect me to understand that your upbringing was too haste to bring you up before it brought you down. If you don’t have an answer you must always have an escape route in life, find something, circumstances or a person to blame. As usual, this is the reason why you don’t enjoy you food all this years.  

Back to the fork, chopsticks and hands.  All this eating habits are critically important and interwoven. They are inseparable.  There comes a moment in life that you must handle situations using a fork to sieve through sand and scoop a few friends here and there. There will come another moment in life that you will require chopsticks to tighten things together with forgiveness as you row your boat across the oceans of life, the chopsticks will help you  formulate a striking balance like a skiing nugget in both ends.  Lastly there will come a time that you will need to use your hands,get dirty, be real , pound the dough of life so as to bake the bread of life.

Original works & Thoughts by: Njoroge wa Ngige 030415