As Eccentric as a Banker using the abacus Pt 3

As Eccentric as the Maasai: The most dangerous African tribe.

The Maasai are/ have been The most whimsical and badass people on Kenyan soil. Formerly they were by far the most powerful native race in East Africa, and when on the war-path were the terror of the whole country from the furthest limits of Uganda to Mombasa itself.

Wachana na hii maasai ya ngwashe.. Am talking about a real ndawuo who has distorted the lobe of his ear by stretching it until it hangs down quite five or six inches. The incorrigible jamaa who wears a shuka with nothing inside but large crusty balls.

Balls hanging naked beneath their shukas. As they went to kill lions in the forest the lions would know of their approach not by smelling their scents from afar but by the sound of steel. Two round balls of steel hitting each other as they walked. They had no boxers to hold them you see, they wouldn’t fit mahn.

The Maasai warriors of 130 years ago were so Savage that if you have their DNA right now you should be a national treasure.

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Roberto Galdino's Sci-fi morans

You should see the menacing pictures of the Maasai warriors ; the Moran at war. They certainly look very ferocious in their weird-looking headdress when on the warpath. If I was the enemy I would just surrender than face these aberrant sons of Maa. These Maasai people from 130 years ago were very dangerous. That’s even an understatement. If the Maasai were the Ndwandwe it would only take 200 of them to completely obliterate an entire 1000 man Zulu army to waste. In a parallel universe the Maasai would have whooped Shaka Zulu’s ass very badly.
Their society never condoned traffic of human beings, and outsiders looking for people to enslave avoided the Maasai due to this; their reputation. They stood against slavery which means that their D.N.A is not scattered somewhere in America or the Caribbean. It is also prudent to point out that the British railway never passed through Maasai land. Your reputation could really save you lots.

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21st century Maasai Moran

I saw a motion picture made by anthropological film-maker Jean Claude Luyat of the Maasai warriors of Africa at war. The Maasai stood on a dusty plain about the size of a highschool football field, facing off in a loosely organized mass. Occasionally, a warrior would hurl a spear or a stone. It seldom hit anyone. Yet killing was definitely the business of the day.
Said Luyat, all he could think of as he filmed was the army of the Greeks on the dusty plain outside the walls of Troy. The Homeric heroes, Luyat was certain, must have made war very much like this.

Before the advent of British rule,  sudden raids were constantly being made by them on the weaker tribes in the country; and when a kraal was captured all the male defenders-were instantly killed with the spear, while the women were put to death during the night with clubs. The Maasai, indeed, never made slaves or took prisoners, and it was their proud boast that where a party of elmorani had passed, nothing of any kind was left alive. The object of these raids was, of course, to capture live stock, for the Maasai are not an agricultural people and their wealth consists entirely in their herds of cattle, sheep and goats. But not all raids were for capturing livestock. Some were somewhat either hedonistic expeditions or to affirm the reputation of their brutality.

The most famous one was In 1852 when a meteorite fell on the Duruma settlements. There was a report of a concentration of 800 Maasai warriors on the move in what is now Kenya. In 1857, after having depopulated the “Wakuafi wilderness” in what is now southeastern Kenya, Maasai warriors threatened Mombasa on the Kenyan coast. The lores of what happened then are harrowing to the extent movie like.

Here’s What happened, In 1856, three years after the meteorite fell among the Duruma, disaster struck. Disaster’s name, in this case, were troops of Maasai morans from Tsavo, famous for their ferocity and skills in war.
Like Vikings sacking the temples of England, the Maasai raided the Duruma villages laying waste to anything on their path. Their intentions were unknown; for they never claimed the stone or occupied the land. Luckily, someone sneaked the stone out of the village during the raid.
The Maasai raiding party pushed farther to the City of Mombasa where they encountered Baluchi Arab soldiers garrisoned in the area. Sayyid Said, the Sultan of Zanzibar had ordered his soldiers to guard the city after a long bloody power feud with the Mazrui family. Now, he faced a new enemy – the marauding Maasai. The encounter led to a battle in which the Baluchi soldiers ended-up taking refuge at Fort Jesus.
The bloodthirsty army moved South of Mombasa to the Port town of Vanga. Nothing is known about what provoked the Maasai – a rampage followed that led to the complete destruction of the town of Vanga. The murderous rage came to a halt when the City of Mombasa developed an alert system which was sounded when Maasai morans were spotted conducting reconnaissance missions. The effects of this Maasai rampage are still visible in Vanga. These are the stories Swahili mothers tell perhaps enforcing gallantry in their children. Along with the smell of slavery, broken promises, Portugal and Vasco Da Gama’s piss there are Maasai footprints. Leaving impact Hundreds of kilometres from your homeland still felt more than a hundred years later is a scenario summed up by the word eccentric.

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A painting of the Great Maasai Chief Laibon Lenana , Lenana School's most prized possession.

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The Maasai women actually have the spirit of the Serengeti lions in them. Those resilient women who birthed and nursed warriors and ducked at what nature threw at them or changed it into an opportunity are the true warriors. As eccentric as the Serengeti lions. If you knew how enduring the Serengeti lion is, how serious the Serengeti Park is yet the lion still manages to have among the most beautiful manes you would appreciate the comparison. The remnant of the tribe, more especially the men, are still a fine, lithe, clean-limbed people perhaps the inspiration of the joke that if aliens attacked, The Maasai would be the only African tribe left standing. In general, the Maasai are an upright and honourable savage race and it is a pity that their eccentric cultures are gradually getting corrupted by modernization.

As Eccentric as Marijuana

I said no to drugs once. I looked at a blunt right in the face and, like a loving but firm father, I said, “No.” I was really high. You just can’t tell people to stop smoking marijuana. Come on Its marijuana for fucks sake. Sage’s cousin. You need to preach salvation through acceptance. There are drugs then there is marijuana.. The eccentric drug. One that pseudoscientists who have never had a taste of claim to know what it does to the body. Well fuck the pseudoscientists. That sounds like something a hippie would say.

People keep asking me what do I think of weed. I think its eccentric. Am not here to say whether it’s right or wrong that’s a choice you have to make but, I’ll share the unique perspective.

Drugs are wonderful when you try them first. They are not around for all these millenias for no reason.

First time, mostly pleasure but a little pain, maybe a cough
But as you increase and keep using, the pleasure part decreases and the pain part, the price you pay increases until the balance is completely the other way and there’s almost all pain and there is hardly any pleasure.

The thing you have to learn is use them judiciously. There is something called judicious use of marijuana. You’re welcome. Once a month, that would be frequent because where marijuana is concerned, it does seem to open a window for you, seems to broaden the vistas at first and whether you like it or not it changes your values, doors of perception, you see things differently. It deconditions the brain. Marijuana gives and takes. This is the only dangerous thing about it. If it only gave well and good. But it takes too and that’s dangerous considering what it takes. It takes away our teachings from experiences. This is called deconditioning. The mind decolonizing itself from old thoughts. It is a good thing because it offers you a reset button. This is something the mind cannot achieve on its own. How can you know more if you already know too much. Empty your cup first. Experiences are very faulty because of the lessons they give us. Ever heard of the aphorism: Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting, experience deceptive, judgement difficult. Consciousness is just the “motion of experience”. That is all. Our choice is to either to resist its motion or flow with it. The illiterates of the 21st century won’t be those who can’t read or write but those who are unable to unlearn to learn.. Through neuroplasticity, our brain is changing based on experience and through epigenetics, our DNA is changing based on our environment and what we are intaking and that’s why when we are smoking marijuana, you start embodying the same vibrational frequency as the plant which is of unity, peace, serenity, letting go. Hold on to your precious image or let it all go to discover how far you can truly go. The universe wants to show you more.

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It now becomes dangerous when you constantly decondition your brain, you know smoke a blunt everyday. It could lead to depersonalization. Individuals who experience depersonalization feel divorced from their own personal self by sensing their body sensations, feelings, emotions, behaviors etc. as not belonging to the same person or identity.

This is why adolescents/ teenagers/ pubescents/ shouldn’t smoke marijuana. There is something profound about pubescents – reeking with overflowing magnificence and individuality. The innocence of wanting to learn. These are preconditioned minds. A preconditioned mind does not need deconditioning. Dear teenager, you need not lose your identity. Your brain is too fickle to handle marijuana. And quit complaining about life, you have only felt the tip of its dick.

At this point we all clear that weed is for adults. You know the person outside his parent’s bubble. But here’s the catch, marijuana is not for all adults.

Ask yourself, are you a vibrational match to this plant you are using? Not all drugs are for everyone. If you are resonating on the same frequency as the plant, then its a good to go. But if your frequency is lower, there is no enough resonance, if its higher, there is no enough resonance.

There was a reason why the ancient times for instance ancient alchemy Egypt you had people taking the Lotus flower to see other worlds, but it was only a few in the mystery schools and priesthood. It wasn’t meant for everyone because you have to be prepared.

According to me, in this modern world, people who are sure to be at par with Marijuana’s frequency are the artists/ hippies/ writers/ priests/ the thinkers, woke deep like waters and the fake deep too. This is because they won’t let the high go to waste.
Most of the creativity comes from being wacky. Am sure there is a lot of truth in that as far as being plain old wacky. By giving up the drugs you lose a bit of the genius. The rest of the people using marijuana for pleasure are doing it for the wrong purposes. If you use weed for fun it’ll catch up with you and bite your ass very hard you won’t like it. It will start using you. It will use you until you look like it. Have you ever seen someone who looks like a plant? The stereotypical pothead with blood shot eyes and shaggy hair with a scruffy beard. Its a shame they give a bad name to this plant. Its a shame that people like Cheech and Chong are the weed icons. Our 21st century weed icons. If it is working for you, well, I’m happy for you. To each his/her own.
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Not to sound obnoxious but I think human beings were actually made for the ingestion of marijuana. I couldn’t believe it till I actually saw it with my two pupils. Not really seeing but you know.

The homo sapiens have a gene called a cannabinoid receptor located primarily in their Central & Peripheral Nervous Systems. The Cannabinoid receptor is activated by cannabinoids, generated naturally inside the body (endocannabinoids) or introduced into the body as cannabis.

The most notable cannabinoid is the phytocannabinoid tetrahydrocannabinol (THC), the primary psychoactive compound in cannabis. THC produces the effects associated with cannabis by binding to the cannabinoid receptors in the brain. This brain, the human brain has more cannabinoid receptors than any other G protein-coupled receptor (GPCR) type. You still think am tripping.

The question that dogs you like Medusa’s face is Why do we have cannabinoid receptors in our minds. Were our minds made for marijuana usage? This is not one of those vagaries of nature and vicissitudes of fate.

After the discovery of the first cannabinoid receptor in 1988, scientists began searching for an endogenous ligand for the receptor. And they found them. At present, there are five recognized cannabinoids produced endogenously throughout the body:  (anandamide), (2-AG), (noladin ether), virodhamine, as well as the recently discovered (NADA). Five still lacks the clout. Marijuana has 113 cannabinoids compared to human being’s five. THC, CBD, CBN, CBC, CBG and over 113 other molecules make up the phytocannabinoid family.

You probably think that these are just selfish hypotheses put forth by a pothead who wants other people to be potheads like him but they are not.

As I said earlier, the body produces 5 cannabinoids, however one of them has a pharmacology similar to THC and is about as potent as THC. Its called andanamide. Andanamide mimics the actions of THC to the point that you actually come to the conclusion that the body produces its own THC. Fanning the fire more, it is actually found in nearly all tissues in human beings.
Another funny thing, it is found in chocolate. Considering its name being derived from the Sanskrit word bliss, thus the reason chocolate makes you happy. Tripper tripper eeh. Touché

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Hmu

Another one of God’s innuendos: Cannabis maintains a CBD to THC ratio that ensures safety to humans using it. CBD may show antipsychotic and neuroprotective properties, acting as an antagonists to some of the effects of THC. Selective breeding by growers in the USA dramatically lowered the CBD content of cannabis; their customers preferred varietals that were more mind-altering due to a higher THC, lower CBD content. I’ve never heard of something so stupid in my life.

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A high THC to CBD ratio produces a higher incidence of psychological effects. Research has shown that CBD can safely prevent psychosis in general, Don’t just ride the legalization wave ride it wisely.

Still in the judicious use bracket if you really must smoke pot just avoid two things: smoke and weed eatables cookies – cake. There is something called a vaporizor.

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Get yourself this fat ass motherfucker at gpen.com and you good. Thin one available too whatever floats your boat

You want to avoid dark dry lips, chest problems, cottonmouth or bloodshot eyes, get yourself a vaporizer (e-cigarette).
Vaporizing is more efficient than smoking, because approximately 30% of THC in marijuana or hashish blunts is destroyed by pyrolysis during smoking.

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The vaporizer instead, heats the weed causing the active ingredients to evaporate into a vapor without burning the plant material. Combustion products are not present when using a vaporizer, No smoke is produced. You don’t need smoke. Say no to smoke because its very dangerous.
Cannabinoids are not mutagenic according to the Ames test but over fifty known carcinogens have been identified in cannabis smoke, including; nitrosamines, reactive aldehydes, and polycylic hydrocarbons, including benz[a]pyrene.

With that sort of judicious use, there is some value in it.

Most of the things we use, don’t let you leave them alone, they don’t, pot does, thank goodness for that.

EL SUCIO GUAPO. I don’t write for suckers. God bless y’all

Twitter: @mighty_leny

As Eccentric as a Banker using the Abacus Pt 1

As Eccentric as the Individual

I think a lot of people have lost respect for the individual, you know, the individual, the person who doesn’t conform. – Erykah Badu
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Being.

Outside of my family, groups repel me, because for the sake of group thought, they kill individuality, that wonderful, human oneness. Am wide open to individuals, fine with individuals, individuals are just great, every individual’s edifice gives you something, whether its a blank wall or an infinite regressive barbershop nerds, just as fascinating.
People are wonderful one at a time, each one of them has an entire hologram of the universe somewhere within them. But as soon as individuals begin to clump, as soon as they begin to clot, they change, and the larger the group, the more toxic, the more of your beauty as an individual you have to surrender for the sake of group thought, and when you suspend your individual beauty you also give up a lot of your humanity. You will do things in the name of the group that you would never do on your own; drinking/ injuring/ drugs are all part of it because you have lost your identity; because you now owe your allegiance to this thing that’s bigger and that’s beyond you.

A study by social psychologist Bryan Mullen shows that the larger the lynch mob the more brutal the lynching. Freud declares that groups are “impulsive, changeable and irritable.” Those caught up within them he asserts, can become infantile slaves to emotion. The tendency to doubt and reason is broken down when we join a group. The only place where you are not allowed to be an individual is the millitary. All am saying is stay away from from anything that suppresses your individuality.

Make your life an ongoing process of being who you are, at your deepest, most easeful levels of being. Everything other than this process is secondary.

i like people who have a sense of individuality. i love expression and anything awkward and imperfect, because that’s natural & that’s real..
Not every flower can say love, but a
rose can. Not every plant survives a
thirst, but a cactus can. Not every
retard can read, but look at you go
little buddy! I don’t care if you
lick windows, or screw farm animals.
You hang in there cupcake, because
you’re fucking eccentric, and
you’re an individual Look at you smiling at your phone you crayon eating motherfucker.

Promote what you love instead of bashing what you hate. Bashing what you hate in a person will be akin to telling them not to be themselves. Telling them to suspend their individuality for you..

Individualism is a personal credo of great importance. I, for one, am a passionate believer in it. But to scientists, it has been a chimera leading them down a dead end path. Specifically, individualism has reared its head in science in the form of a simple proposition. If a piece of psychology ……… A tooth, a claw, an opposable thumb, or the neural circuit underlying an instinct has emerged from the evolutionary process, it has triumphed for a simple reason… It has helped the individual survive. More specifically, the psychological device has proven useful in the survival of a long line of individuals, each of whom maintained a competitive edge by virtue of the piece of biological equipment in question.

Leonardo da Vinci, Charlemagne, Casanova, Dedan kimathi, Kanye West, Napoleon, Constantine The Great, Opany Leonard and so on. Blow your own trumpet modesty is for suckers.

This psychological device is the ego.

Your ego is essentially a child who is very afraid of death. And sees everything in life as a serious threat. Even though the fear of death is a weakness in itself you need an ego to be an individual. An ego is not bad. it’s just a filter to narrow from the collective to the individual level. Thy ego will help you hold on to your individualism.

With the abolition of private property, then, we shall have true, beautiful, healthy Individualism. Nobody will waste his life in accumulating things, and the symbols for things. One will live. To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.

Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man under Socialism, 1891

As Eccentric as THE SOUL: Death Vs Love

The soul is eccentric because nobody knows where it is. Your soul could be in your blood// heart// brain// gut or balls. Balls are never debatable. .

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Balls are never debatable

The body was created to serve the spirit. The Spirit/soul was not created to serve the body. Eccentricity is the fine line between this dichotomy. It is the spirit like manifestations on the body.
The soul is invisible but eccentricity in human beings is the closest we ever get to seeing a soul.
Some souls are noble, others shallow, deep while others are weightless, unfed, suppressed. Suppressed individualism is like a body without a spirit.

This is a very dangerous situation because The soul is immortal which is akin to the Immortality of man. Not merely survival of spirits, but of one’s identity across incarnations. i’ve come to realize that once something is created, it never really ends. everything begins, & just keeps evolving into something else.

Every single soul is beautiful beyond measure because The soul is man’s spiritual bridge between his experience of the body, the physical world around him, and of God. Man’s being is an individualisation of the being of God.

Each man is a deity and can attain his power to the degree of his ability to consciously realize himself as such.

The biblical claim that “Man is made in the likeness of God,” is substantiated by the fact that there are powers which are the the sources of all events and things in the world and are shared by both God and man. The latter of course expresses these powers to a much lesser degree.

As I said earlier, God and man, like the ocean and a drop of water, have the same creative qualities (forces) but differ quantitatively in the expression of these qualities.

When we pray we speak to our souls because we have God in us. When We are told to use our talents for the glory of God it is for the God in us. God breathed his spirit into us and gave us life. So we all have God in us.

“To worship a God other than your Self is to worship a gawd inferior to your Self.”

I subscribe to the notion “The more I know self, the more I know God.”

If YOU are a true god then who do you need protection from? You need protection from LOVE. love of the vessel// the body// the flesh.

Evil comes disguised as love because it alters the dichotomy between soul and body. Love becomes evil when humans love the body more than the soul. It is evil because the flesh is an illusion. It Blurs the fact that you have something larger than life .  The flesh will rot one day; but its driving force the essense of life the soul is immortal. It is what you need to love more. This is why the soul is addressed in third person.

Only if you are well grounded in that which is larger than this life will you be able to play life with humor, knowing that each task is but a mirage of necessity.

The soul is death seeking in nature that’s why it seeks love.

I do not resonate with the concept of That food for the soul bullshit. I’ll redefine in every way what love is.
Love is death.

Heart had once been, blood’s naïve pump
Not the sacrosanct shrine, love made of it
Why bards made a world, of this mortal lump
And love, eternal sin, we all commit
Forsake yourself, for the sake of that dream!
Which never is ours, never ever, had been
Why we treasure a pain, for a love to redeem
And suckle that venom, so hard to wean
Oh! That binding need, cupid’s sinful seed
Which costs a soul, heart’s hegemony
Who’s vanquished whom, in this war decreed?
Betwixt yearning selves, so spent in spree!
Why’s love’s utopia built, on grace’s grave?
Why blooms a haunting love, on the blood of troy?
Why on heart’s debris, love’s path we pave?
Why love’s a willing, pain’s decoy, A Devil’s Ploy!

Only a human mind can invent something as insipid as love. How can something perceptible be so many things like that. That’s what makes love eccentric.

Love is a ploy a sort of curse put here to make you love life and in turn fear death. The gods hide the beauty of death by using love so that we endure life. Men go to far greater lengths to avoid what they fear than to obtain what they desire.

They fear death and desire love. Which is the wrong way to live.

On a different plane though love becomes conviction. Conviction is the greatest gift which makes love great too.
Love is great because it is the highest form of actually leaving your essense on something. Sharing love is going all the way. Giving your soul to another soul. Whichever way you do it. Sex// making out// dancing// kissing// hugging. So long as it was love shared. You, leaving your soul on another soul, actually fusing with another soul is invigorating. Sex ain’t shit until it’s with someone you’re in love with. And then, sex is everything you can’t explain.

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Do not pity the dead. Pity the living. Above all those living without love this is because of two things 1. The value of life can be measured by how many times your soul has been deeply stirred ~ Love will do most of the stirring.
2. Whiskey songs are written by fools who wasted love.
Held hate and misery near
Without its presence, our mind and body literally switch on an arsenal of interior devices for self demolition.

There is an alchemy of souls. There will be a reason why you meet people. Either you need them to change your life or you’re the one that will change theirs.

Judgement on the value of pain
Pain makes us appreciate pleasure. sharing of Love gives humans pleasure.
We cannot be more sensitive to pleasure without being more sensitive to pain.
I think that love and pain are what maintain the balance between life and death. Death answers to pain & Pain is Love’s reminder. Only great pain is the ultimate liberator of the spirit….I doubt that such pain makes us ‘better’; but I know that it makes us more profound”. Pain is Love & death’s alter ego. Pain is the fine line between love and death.
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The gods hide the beauty of death so that we endure life

Grey hair is God’s graffiti. It symbolises a person’s maintenance of the balance between love and pain.  While all fell on the swords of life and turned to dust.. He lived on to get gray hair. Gray hair is a mark of nobility. Death. Death is very noble. It is noble because it is the master of life. Love isn’t.

Death is such a profound event that no one can remain indifferent to it. It jolts one’s consciousness to the eventuality that awaits us.
Marcus Tulius Cicero, the great Roman lawyer, stated that “the life of the dead is placed on the memories of the living. The love you gave in life keeps people alive beyond their time. Anyone who was given love will always live on in another’s heart..

Is there sex after death? I doono but i think Death is one big orgasm.. A release of the soul into the proverbial Rubicon is akin to ejaculation. It has to be intense with pleasure. You wanna see Nirvana but you are afraid of death? If death is the ultimate Nirvana then life is just a parade to death. Nobody really knows what happens after death; maybe just nothingness. Exactly. That’s what makes death eccentric.

“I am not the Doctor. I am the Apple, so you don’t need a doctor”

Play Diablo by Mac Miller at my funeral . 🌿

Twitter: @mighty_leny

Don’t Let The High go to Waste. Believe.

We are here to create a revolution unlike any that has gone before. A conscious Awareness Tsunami that will sweep the planet and shake our modern world to its very core.
A transcultural spiritual revolution which will transform the separate and fragmented cultures of Earth into one vast global and planetary meta-culture in which the unique diversity of every nation, of every peoples, of every tribe, of every person is valued as contributing to the beauty of the whole.

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Feminists protest when women have to show off part of their breasts in advertisements. #SexualObjectification
Feminists show off their breasts to protest against 'unequal treatment of women' by the Vatican

Life’s most persistent and urgent question is “What are you doing for others?” – Martin Luther King Jr.
I have thought hard and the only answer I can arrive at is that future generations of Kenyans will judge ours with our apathy.

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Each generation must discover its mission, fulfill it or betray it, in relative opacity; I think that as Kenyans, we are betraying our mission here. The country is polarized due to structural issues like tribalism, not personal issues like hate.
However, in a world that has come to celebrate nationalism and supranational cooperation, tribal identity is running out of reasonable justification for its existence.
Everything in Kenya points towards revolution. We need a cultural revolution, economic revolution, political revolution, a whole society unravelling is what we need.
Frantz Fanon, who wrote: “The Future will have no pity for those men (and women) who, possessing the exceptional privilege of being able to speak words of truth to their oppressors, have taken refuge in an attitude of passivity, of mute indifference and sometimes of cold complicity. So I will not keep my mouth shut and let the high go to waste.
In the midst of this hullabaloo, confusions, tension and what nots in Kenya, we should wake up from this civic apathy and grow a flower from these evils in our country.

I am not a Black Artist. I am an Artist- Jean Michel Basquiat | Humbling moments of the Luminaries.

We (The Artists) all know that Jean Michel Basquiat and Andy Warhol had a very tight cordial relationship… The kind of relationship that glows with a deep brotherly bond of men who have been through tough times. Extremely tough times.

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Warhol X Basquiat

There is some relevant similarity between the two artists; Rejection.
Andy Warhol had a frequent refusal to comment on his work, to speak about himself(confining himself in interviews to responses like “Um,no” and “Um,yes”, and often allowing others to speak for him)- and even the evolution of his pop style. This is traceable to the years when Warhol was first dismissed by the inner circles of the New York art world. Such humbling moments.
He had also suffered rejection before as a child.
In third grade, Warhol had Sydenham’s cholera.. The nervous system disease which is believed to be a complication of Scarlet fever which causes skin pigmentation blotchiness… Of course he became an outcast as a child.

Which doesn’t come as a surprise that when Basquiat met Warhol at a restaurant and presented to him some of his works, Warhol was stunned by Basquiat’s genius and allure. He wasn’t clouded by the race skin color bullshit.
Try to imagine ->>> Warhol was white and he still faced rejection in the art market.. What of Basquiat a black neo-expressionist ->>> & you know neo-expressionism wasn’t mainstream, people’s tastes were inclined towards fine art & non-radical abstracts.

I guess if Warhol had a Declaroix face/ had a career full of wins and high moments of appraisal only, he would easily dismiss Basquiat on race grounds.
The two artists later collaborated on great works.

Catapult to Greatness through marrying the Arts.
Michelangelo Buonarroti’s soul was a soul great as some ancient prophet’s, full of sublime visions and moral passion. Yet his human personality was pitifully faulty. Arrogant, touchy, harsh of tongue, the youth got his nose broken in a quarrel with an older apprentice. The disfigurement lasted for life and went deeper than his face. For he who worshipped beauty now thought himself repulsive. Of medium height, with overdeveloped shoulders, he may not have been a handsome young man, but the years were to make unforgettable the wrinkled face; the bitter, generous mouth; the hazel eyes filled with an almost Biblical sorrow and love.
He was baeless & profoundly in his old days had an unsatisfied desire at the years he did not live to enjoy. He had worn himself out with struggle over colossal tasks such as painting the Sistine Chapel ceiling & more than a dozen of lifesize marble sculptures.

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The creation of Adam edited.. God removed to create an allegory of Michelangelo's life

Marrying himself to art almost a hermit.
Art celibacy indeed.
But was it worth it?
Look at his piquant greatness and vast airy climax of power of his works and you will surely question if anything on earth could hold it.

Twitter: @mighty_leny

Sweating The Technique : Growing real balls & cutting off blue ones.

Disclaimer: I ain’t writing for the teen in the volatile Ghetto society exposed to lewdness firsthand with wolves..  No offense but this is an article for kids from the high society…  In sub Saharan Africa.. Living in an ambience of good mannered amoral people. The parentals are reserved affluents/ middle income who invest their shiniest dimes in their children’s education.
Very few of these parents tackle the sex talk with their pubescent kids head on with no sweeping under the carpet.
The remaining larger percentage are either “clichéd” too busy or rather shy away and dismiss the matter as irrelevant.
Ill Perks on the boy who lacked elder siblings.. The kid cannot even put on a condom let alone get into a girl’s pants.
His female counterpart however is the confident spoilt daddy’s little girl..  I guess you’ve come along those girls in supermarket hallways… Extreme girlish demeanor is what I’d call ’em.
A wink from a well brought up guy like me and the girl is blushing and borderline getting wet. Like the gentleman I am I let it slide. Who else will.. She is going to give up her virginity to a “hot” stranger one day..  Why?  Because the boys from her hood are fucking pussies.
There is a misperception that boys need not to be monitored. The fathers dot on their daughters like precious stones.. Forgetting to give their sons what they need most.. ‘What men talk with men.’

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Male Teens playing Basketball

The kid spending overly hours in the Basketball court ain’t leisure… He is getting half truths from his fellow immature jerking friends.
A survey showed that in sub-Saharan Africa, mothers are more concerned about the girls’ whereabouts, especially in the evenings, than they are about the boys.”

In a parental vacuum, drug and alcohol abuse becomes rampant. Peer pressure holds sway, leading to impaired thinking. Rampant cases of violence against girls and women, including rape, are signs of mentally ill boys.

The study concludes that, “over-focus on the girl child through selective programmes and interventions [is] pushing the boy to lose confidence and develop low self-esteem,” hence, society ignores boys’ socialisation at its own peril.

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Girl: you want a cookie?
Boy: naaa I'm more of a cake guy

Kid. Don’t be afraid to tell that cute girl that she makes your dick harder than calculus.

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