Monthly Archives: May 2011

31st thoughts

Living in two worlds. Superficial social life and philosophical personal life. More and more witnessing peoples ignorance towards acceptance. Realizing life is lived individually even when together. Personalities clash with trained ego. Words become nothing more than words just spoken … Continue reading

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The Human Commodity

A week and a half ago, I remember sitting in the waiting corridor, counting all the two hundred and fifty seven tiles on the linoleum earth under my twitching, uneasy feet. Twice. I then moved onto counting the sixty three … Continue reading

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Nairobi Tweetup 4

The moment had come. For weeks I’d been both dreading and looking forward to it. A sickening mixture of excitement and nerves. So with half a glass of beer at my feet, a microphone in hand and papers discarded around … Continue reading

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Dislocated Ankles of Hungry Cows

So I’m just wondering. Do pigs and chickens get heart attacks? I only ask because it’s been one of my fantastical, entrepreneurial ideas to have a chicken and pig farm where I’d give them loads of expensive cigars to smoke … Continue reading

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>Blood and bullets. Bread and butter.

>It’s sad to think that we live in a world where there are men whose only problem is dealing with a morning erection and a bladder full of fermenting piss and women whose only problem is the cold throne of … Continue reading

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>Maxi-Dash 2011: Caught between a rock and a steering wheel

>The hills in nature are pretty perfect aren’t they? I mean they’re perfect for both sexes as well. Cosmic gender equality and all that. Think about it. Men like curves and contours. Women like big phallic looking bulges. And some … Continue reading

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>The Pavement Psychopath

>Greetings Tovarishch, I am Borris. I am residing inside Shamit’s mind. There are a lot of peoples here and I need to get out sometimes. So here I am. I write. Comrade Shamit has come back to his homeland of … Continue reading

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