Vik Belenko 

When the stranded traveller first encounted the orgasmic  story of Victor Belenko his first Imression was an obscenely pornographic scene in the middle of a adrenaline elongating horror movie. When Belenko was caught between the two aforementioned he chose to gallop away and climax the entire dreamy encounter which is a basis for major political strategies in the present day. The stranded traveller warn that defections can just like cold war win you battles both blody and dry. Ignore defections at your own loss 

Politics 

The writter of this post is on a crossroad whose destination is unforseen. The biblical predictions of false prophets are on time so the stranded traveller can neither trust the traffic officer directing him North nor the less crowded South bound Highway. Stranded, he results to scribbling down until a sign drops him  hint. Im not a politician, am not political, i don’t have a political relative, my girl friend is not political and neither is my side chic. I rather am a man in the middle who will devote his most productive time, unused resorces, die hard backup and exponential influence to the aspirant whose ego serves my interests. The road I trod is still unknown but by its road exactly zero stones will be unturned. Its a story of a master strategist, think tank, mogul and astitute follower of DREAMS of both friends and foes 

Greatings from the city in the sun 

​So there I am, running at the shore of Lake Elementaita

this morning, wonderfully dewy and fresh.The lake is like

the eye of a fox; silver and mysterious. Up on the yellow-

back Acacias, birds yawn. Suddenly I feel my ass vibrate.

It’s my mobile in my back pocket. A call at 7.09am! (I had

forgotten to go on Airplane Mode) It’s this friend of

mine. She whispers, “Gosh Biko, are you okay? I dreamt

that you died.” I immediately slow down, wondering if I

might actually be dead and I’m running in a parallel

universe. But surely this can’t be death, I’m sweating.

“Well, I’m not dead.” I shoot back. She asks, “You’re

breathing hard, what’s up, are you at the gym?” I say,

“Im breathing hard because you scared me to death with

that news of my death.” She chuckles and asks. “Are you

sure you are okay?” (Seriously? She thinks I’m lying that

I’m alive?) I place my hand on my chest to feel if my

heartbeat is there, because you just can’t be too sure

with these organs, they can stop. “I think I’m fine. I’m

alive. For now.”

I’m afraid to ask how I died because I don’t want to be

told I was eaten by a leopard but I’m a curious cat so I

ask. She says, “You fell off a tree.” A tree! Not even from

my high horse, I fell off a tree! Im 39, I’m black and I

have a forehead, there is NO way I’d be climbing trees! I

ask her, “A tree? What kind of tree, like a family tree?”

Because that’s the only tree you would find me on. But

even that, I’m so far down on our family tree that if I fell

off it I’d not even bruise my ego.

In our culture if someone dreams that you died its a

good thing, it means you ate a lot of meat the previous

night. (I ate chicken, oh well…)

Greatings from the city in the sun 

​So there I am, running at the shore of Lake Elementaita

this morning, wonderfully dewy and fresh.The lake is like

the eye of a fox; silver and mysterious. Up on the yellow-

back Acacias, birds yawn. Suddenly I feel my ass vibrate.

It’s my mobile in my back pocket. A call at 7.09am! (I had

forgotten to go on Airplane Mode) It’s this friend of

mine. She whispers, “Gosh Biko, are you okay? I dreamt

that you died.” I immediately slow down, wondering if I

might actually be dead and I’m running in a parallel

universe. But surely this can’t be death, I’m sweating.

“Well, I’m not dead.” I shoot back. She asks, “You’re

breathing hard, what’s up, are you at the gym?” I say,

“Im breathing hard because you scared me to death with

that news of my death.” She chuckles and asks. “Are you

sure you are okay?” (Seriously? She thinks I’m lying that

I’m alive?) I place my hand on my chest to feel if my

heartbeat is there, because you just can’t be too sure

with these organs, they can stop. “I think I’m fine. I’m

alive. For now.”

I’m afraid to ask how I died because I don’t want to be

told I was eaten by a leopard but I’m a curious cat so I

ask. She says, “You fell off a tree.” A tree! Not even from

my high horse, I fell off a tree! Im 39, I’m black and I

have a forehead, there is NO way I’d be climbing trees! I

ask her, “A tree? What kind of tree, like a family tree?”

Because that’s the only tree you would find me on. But

even that, I’m so far down on our family tree that if I fell

off it I’d not even bruise my ego.

In our culture if someone dreams that you died its a

good thing, it means you ate a lot of meat the previous

night. (I ate chicken, oh well…)

Town dweller 

You know of someone who who he was addicted to and rightnow you are buying her fries at a cafe and surely it was then. Devastated by romeo escape to the city, juliet is a shadow of her former monalisa and surely the town dweller would barely recognize even her aquared gait as from what you have gathered from gossip machines, the high rate of sexual encounters and induced miscarriages after failed action of contraceptives, have taken a gigantic toll on her attraction ability especially for considering the generous light skins who offer temporary companionship for the financially upright. The plan is surely bound to fail and you settle for the riskier alternative A- the dummy script surely has half chance of succeeding. Determined to throw any available straw to save his baron who poetically is drowning upstream 
 

There’s an obvious difference between a conductor and a chauffeur even though both will carry your luggage. Don’t confuse the aforementioned offer of the former with philanthropy of the heart but but urgent need to confirm that today you will ply his route. Don’t be so sure that next time you meet your guy on a sunny Sunday summer afternoon the enthusiasm to led an hand will be parallel.  So when you meet our guy with confidence of a madman punctuating an offering for assistance, avoid like plague. Remember the beatitudes, work hard,  get a cheap Japan import and save your two weeks from lynching cousin in Nairobi by offering him his first ‘permanent’ job since he dropped out of form two amid the nasty ‘misunderstanding’ with the mentally ‘unstable’ chemistry tutor. Although your next chauffeur was declared not fit to be in society of the sane, if you don’t save him soonest you will bury him upon his criminal activities in the city in the sun.  Among the tasks ahead convincing him to fund the purchase of the second hand Japanese suv you have ordered online under a pseudo will be the easiest but here comes the real deal. Having to talk your kin out of the profitable wealth distribution activities will take more a huge deal of enticing alternatives 

Wisdom at its African  peak 

​Peace is costly but it is worth the expense. ~Kenyan

proverb

War has no eyes ~ Swahili saying

When a king has good counselors, his reign is

peaceful. ~Ashanti proverb

Peace does not make a good ruler. ~Botswana proverb

A fight between grasshoppers is a joy to the crow. ~

Lesotho proverb

There can be no peace without understanding.

~Senegalese proverb

Milk and honey have different colors, but they share

the same house peacefully. ~ African proverb

If you can’t resolve your problems in peace, you can’t

solve war. ~ Somalian proverb

When there is peace in the country, the chief does not

carry a shield. ~Ugandan proverb

When two elephants fight, it is the grass that gets

trampled. ~ Swahili saying

Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far. ~

West African proverb

He who thinks he is leading and has no one following

him is only taking a walk. ~ Malawian proverb

An army of sheep led by a lion can defeat an army of

lions led by a sheep. ~ Ghanaian proverb

He who is destined for power does not have to fight

for it. ~ Ugandan proverb

Do not forget what is to be a sailor because of being a

captain yourself. ~ Tanzanian proverb

Without a leader, black ants are confused. ~Ugandan

proverb

He who refuses to obey cannot command. ~ Kenyan

proverb

He who fears the sun will not become chief. ~Ugandan

proverb

A large chair does not make a king. ~ Sudanese

proverb

Because he lost his reputation, he lost a kingdom. ~

Ethiopian proverb

Where a woman rules, streams run uphill. ~ Ethiopian

proverb

A leader who does not take advice is not a leader. ~

Kenyan proverb

If the cockroach wants to rule over the chicken, then it

must hire the fox as a body-guard. ~ Sierra Leone proverb 

Crinkum cankum 

Engulfed in the desperate search for elusive clue priest was oblivious of the newcomer until their carelessly violent entry into the abandoned fort alerted him of company. The keen ear of priest could not fail to deceiver the clear gun cock a few meters away in the living room corridor that led to the bedroom. Adrenaline pumped in his blood as he sought armament by picking up the empty liquor bottle sprawled behind the half open door. Grabbing the bottle by both hands and strategically positioning himself upon his hideout behind the post modern semi wooden entrance, the Adrenaline response meant quick interchanges between fight and flight. As the footsteps of the newcomer(s)  grew stronger, the grip upon the pseudo weapon grew stronger. He quickly deciphered that the strangers were two pairs as the first pair eventually approached the space separated from the ready priest by cellulosic matter of the wooden door.  The experimental breakthrough one way glass button by the late professor  revealed to priest two silhouettes sporting barrettas  amid a finger on trigger mode. He knew they would comb the room upside down upon entry and he therefore sought no hide and seek with the newcomers. The second pair of adversaries was the goon he could only hear the voice who was clearly calling a sentry outside who was probably on the watch out for the group. Priest wished he had a partner for a second but when the forgettable recall of the fatal syria mission, his literal  SELF DEFENSE ability kicked in as the forefront newcomer pushed the door with the silhouette inside the bedroom for a moment as raised up high the pseudo weapon upon the upsent minded figure of the advancing visitor ready to strike his gaping cranial surface… 

TOP CREATIVITY QUOTES

Our success has been defined by our ability to take a step back from problems, and reimagine them to in turn see new, original solutions. And we’re not alone. If you take a look at history, the businesses and change-makers that stand out are those that haven’t just added to the game, but instead reinvented it.
To encourage you to always think creatively, here are my top 10 quotes on creativity: 

10. “Creativity is inventing, experimenting, growing, taking risks, breaking rules, making mistakes, and having fun.” – Mary Lou Cook

9. “The world is but a canvas to the imagination.” – Henry David Thoreau Richard Branson signing a wall
Image by Greg Hack

8. “To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.” – Joseph Chilton Pierce

7. “You can’t use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.” – Maya Angelou

6. “Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try.” – Dr. Seuss

5. “The chief enemy of creativity is ‘good’ sense’.” – Pablo Picasso

4. “You see things; and you say, ‘Why?’ But I dream things that never were; and I say, ‘Why not’?” – George Bernard Shaw

3. “Creativity is the power to connect the seemingly unconnected.” – William Plomer

2. “Making the simple complicated is commonplace; making the complicated simple, awesomely simple, that’s creativity.” – Charles Mingus

1. “Creativity is contagious. Pass it on.” – Albert Einstein

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