Slavery? In Libya? Only?

This slavery in Libya thing is a touchy subject, so it’s quite difficult to speak objectively about it; …for two major reasons:

  1. This is slavery we’re talking about making its way back to the African continent where it began, some sort of homecoming.
  2. I fit right into the racial demographic of the slaves being shown in Libya. What an insensitive perspective an objective one would be.

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Rat Race

It is the skip in one beat which makes the subsequent couple feel stronger, harder, faster; like my heart is trying to compensate for the blood which it failed to export. That thud-smash, that whoosh-crash, that bang-bong, which comes after the ping- which never saw its pong. It is the expanding of the chest. This is not pride. In situations like this, my body needs more space for breathing because who knows, whoever can tell, the amount of energy the next phase of my life would require.

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Though I am a child
I shall conquer these grounds
I shall climb above
I shall command this landscape

Though I am a child
I bring with me an army
Together we would lead
These grounds on which you hike

Though I am a child
Under this sun’s shine
My leadership is resolute
Like this rock and its root

Though I am a child
I am your tomorrow
And when tomorrow is now
You too shall be my child

The Pun

In the beginning was the word
And the word was with God
And the word was God

Then curiosity kicked in…

In principio erat Verbum
Et Verbum erat apud Deum
Et Deus erat Verbum.

Then the play began…

Principles are in the Word
And the Word was amongst God
And God was The Word

In the beginning was the word, and the word was “with God” and the word was “God”—just words

Principles are in words, amongst God, which is also a word—”The Word”.

In the beginning WAS the word and the word WAS with God and the word WAS God—times have really changed.

Word is God, therefore words are gods.


That which God said to the rose,
and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty,
He said to my heart,
and made it a hundred times more beautiful.