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Paul Frederick Paul F Onyango

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Dedication: This booklet is the icing of the cake, freshly baked after I wrote The Wisdom and Musings of a Seeker: Essays Penetrating Life and Spirituality. I dedicate this other tome as I did to those who will buy my booklet and believe, many times unknowingly, theres another step to impossible; An impossible of goodness and grace that can only be accessed by responding to the ubiquity of the universe.

Index 1. Cordoning Skilled 2. Bomb-Proof 3. Gun-Salute

Cordoning Skilled when wasps want your ears what do we do.. Music does us all good. We are soothed, we thrive and we know theres another day. But there are times when music cannot be a weapon of destruction because this would mean the death of that music beside itself. I guess you could call that obsolescing and ask, whos coolific and whos not? Destruction to anything may not be a noble goal and especially when it or a person is useful or benevolent. Everyone is aware that bearing grudges because of being rubbed the wrong way elicits validation when you were wronged first. Its a case of righting a wrong and abhorring unfairness that is done upon you with your destruction and injury in mind and intention by your enemy. So what happens when you push someone to the end and they have no way out but to fight back? Cordoned, I say. Thats special treatment to get you back on your groove and lead you where you give back to everything you had and acknowledge defeat. A playas game is short like the loan its drawn out on. Some big boys may holler, come to Corner Central where we

dont seek to kill but to get you the rightness you deserve wrapped especially sweet. Thanking God is an integral part of the appreciation that compounds your fortunes. Weve all known that but weve been more frightened of man rather than God. So we rush to work because our boss may fire us but God himself is a footnote when we should heed him. Even when we are to make that first public address we fear more what the audience will think of us rather than who gave us speech in the first place. But we must agree than death is not everyones domain. You may not realize it but there are persons entrusted by God to snuff your life out at no penalty to themselves on earth as justice goes. Personally, I think its macabre but if God did it tell me to Id do it even if it was against my nature. But you need to realize that theres a character of goodliness and the system on earth that really is unchangeable. Like for instance murder, this is always wrong whether you are in Rome or a remote place in Africa called Kaloleni. Yet from the character of free domain of thought the system is not suited I dare discern to make willful murder seem like accidental murder. Every murderer knows they are murdering. And the effect is as immediate as the action because you lose your soul at once. Thats punishment in itself but for the rest of your life you live running away from God,

having sleepless nights and pretending youre (joke) a millionaire. Earthly justice is bound by a select club where your boss is God alone, sort of unlike other groupings which make you progress to that eventuality if you are a murderer. And even then I come if let by authority to factor compensity saying once to myself, Man presupposes but God disposes. And thats the x-factor even in the processity of Presidencies. Judicial placements in proper binding have no leg room and even the highest devil cannot escape God. Putting on a poker-face and saving face comes to an end for evil-doers of the high seas so someone may have said. I concur that that would move the more sincere persons armrest and walking space to their own doings. An as just a time to say just for that peep,I was right. So whos whos fool? The carpenter with two spirit levels, the mason with no receipts, the icon with no apologies, the mother with no God, the father with no sense or the person with no appreciation. I once admired fools, they seemed so cool. With their good clothes, stylish hair, swagger manner, wallets strapped and womanizing adept. But it only takes two weeks of that opportunity to realize that fools havent graduated elementary school and yet purport PhDs.

So who need to be cordoned, the hapless stranger or the lucky imbecile. Is there room for all of us in this dispensation? Can years of pained effort, which has been given to futility still be asked to go on? Can the neighborhood Nyapara still wax authority when he gets his cleaners from Warsaw? The verge of a disruption necessitates a crop. A crop of good meals and premium seats. A suggestion of love and an answer of yes or no. A commitment of grace and wonder of fun. A terseness of sentence and an ostracism of incorrigibility. A study of care and an abandon of obedience. An admission of vocation and a profession of wealth. A sideline of stupidity and an end to hunger. All this by the sequence of benevolent deliberation. Often done in the privacy of home and office. Nothing stops the General when he knows the stream. Something stops the lady when she is just the dream. And everything stops the criminal when in his tracks. Everything stops the assassin with his own bullets. Everything stops the thief when he finds his house razed to the ground. Everything stops the fraudster when he kills someones livelihood. And everything stops the comfort of of the chauffeured millionaire who doesnt know that glass is air. In conclusion, weapons are folly but justice is not. So savor the day when the keepers to the end will walk freely, sing a

little bit and have their own thoughts undoubted. You are either cordoned or neither in my books.

Bomb-Proof I prefer to be prepared, covered from innuendo and attacks.. He promises us power, glory and fame. ..On Ego, Wisdom And Musings What takes bomb-proof? Power? Firewall? Surety?Need to be tight lord. I have a car that has two mirrors: the back one and the chief. Are you chained? To your seat? To the judge? Or a crackhead with the listen of ages? Theres an interesting program I watched with a foxy talk host who always seemed to be on gear: her smiles, her elocution, her fire and even as she chirped whadido? to her black guest, he could only beam his teeth. He claimed he run New York but there was somn a little off. So I remember then he spoke of having a group unit that was impregnable. But one of his group members did me and my pals wrong. He claimed since he had a beamer, benz and Bentley he could for, a look at his click clock, give the trappings of wealth. Little then did he lull us and thieve my soul; give me all your wealth! did he manage to. Fortunately, I was up to it. And he thought hed go all the way to the bank but the gold was not there.

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But he messed with me, big mistake dude I asked him one question: will you return my money or not? Nothing. Then why did I want that impossible billion? Could he take me there or could I find it? Is impossible doubtful enough to make my Benefactor seem unable? No! My Benefactor is God. And He would create a world and globe where the best would reach the farthest end of the earth. The path to sustaining ourselves and being properly disciplined makes me and you prepared enough to shield attacks at first that are in their basal form and then keep matriculating to master things like a General; A general who can effect his disciplined principality to work for him even when asleep. This is the end, finally acerbated to a conclusion many in the faith are familiar with. That is why they that go on have the ego shamed and subdued; to go on with wealth and wellness knowing God. This is a fated reality for males and females that will not do His will and pretend He wont kill them; To meet in heaven where the reality of meeting God himself will not escape! You cannot think your ultimate reality and beyond will be a safe place in hell where as Kenyans say there is Nyama Choma. The Devil as Gods equivalent opposite does not exist beyond ego and His permissation. Its all a wiley trip of our lifetimes to navigate to this conclusion so that you can now

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armor yourself and be tightly protected from outer intrusions. Meanwhile we are readying ourselves for satisfying inner lives that correspond with fun in reality and awareness with totality. All this yet, still figuring out the specie and how we interact and pro-duct the purpose of our mature living. To get to the core then of being bomb-proof we can see that we need to overcome all our obstacles, learn our ultimate lessons and tend towards universalization deemed in common-speak as invincibility. That is bomb-proof, tight and cordoned, a process-ment of walking experience. Fair enough thats not the end of it, achieving-wise I dare declare, that there must be a stark silence to it that shows we will die dead if we defy everyone thinking we are untouchable yet we are incorrigible. All human beings have eternal life. I thought I was smart thinking I knew what it meant to earn privilege. I went the path that became increasingly narrow then I realized I had earned the kind of favor, exempt-status (chuckle), that only God could provide of my realm of thinking freedom. I had earned by coin fairly business-sed, the right to remain silent, anything I did or said being not held against me. I am now in a court of law where I will be provided all the enforcement I need, so help me God to continue; to not only understand You and your ways but

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to now live the wild life, (paid for!-chuckle) where a step in mastering doubt begins. Some persons get the luck to uphold a formula that pits them in an academy of their unique personality. The other day I read in a newspaper tips about business saying: find what is uniquely you, find what no one else can do, then delegate the rest and be innovative and appreciative. Of course this is other than the caress of life, feeling, thinking, doing and smoozshing. In kindergarden, we all wanted friends and even as we started getting into groupings we realized that there were codes that were rather unchanging. Going to heaven is an eventuality for everyone on Earth paradoxically either good or evil. Everyone will fear meeting God that even death will seem painless. Groupings therefore can help you understand things in your passage to heaven. Friends too may be a cushion for pleasure or pain and sometimes then neer the Twain. Renaissance man Paul Frederick is much like Bill Gates in his finality of universalizing his worth of God and world. The love of life is being proactive meaning aiming for good while barring regrets as you solve them and not excepting God. Paul F Onyango, my daily name as I am real walking or wondering, brings me back to how you can be cocooned yet breathing. Are you presidential or masterful in living your life? My names are

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to your folly of thinking that sur-planting or grafting is a lazybones route to riches he doesnt deserve. So some persons will have to heed action from God. This predicament or situation is not entirely passing, especially when there is fairness over our fallible human systems. And it must be realized that our extreme becoming is not the hat of God. God is external yet we know Him everywhere, which is my constitution and confession. The cure to the evil vulnerability is first to sequentially in due good process mortgage your purity for your promise of where you want to be and not be a stooge to your egos lie that you can attain honors in foolery. That is seeing wisely your prevention. But for many there is still not a threshold of return because their doings would still undo them. Its really a good joke when you can say your life was for character and virtue just for the license to get expired and later when the universe beams, your license is renewed. Is it a pitiable fact that the same thing that diseases you also becomes your playing field; that after the seed dying in the ground it springs into a tree that later sheds leaves as it operandi as it shed itself when it was in the soil. Are we destined then to thorough living once menacing, once bracing? Or can we fall back on traditionally valued lifestyles? Or is

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eternal life a hallowed prize that gives you carpeted entry to a serene lifestyle, worth all the struggle youve endured? In this sense, you now can be plated, shimmied or flexed; in body, head and cage; immune from impurities, protected against pain, insured against loss and assured of life. they call you Citadel I hear..! Yes, and thats a wrap! I searched for you! I searched for myself. Now that youve found me with your evidence of sorted regalia, you can now get a stamp, a stone, a will, a bone. If it hasnt been worth it for you, youre on the wrong planet; find your own fools to deceive and gather more moss back to the trap you slide out of because this is the day youre assured of the crossover; for goodly or for evil and a shot of the navel. Bomb-proof is bomb-proof, a worthy coronation of a worthy individual.

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3. Gun-Salute Honor the High System, under God.. The Last Supper is a fitting tribute to an icon whose time to depart had come and needed the necessary honors. Being President is a prestigious and exclusive domain, a club like that of the Judiciary but more exciting to say the least. Most know the President, not as many refer to the Judiciary. Getting to be President can be fun at the right place if it involves campaigning and enjoying the magic of electioneering. The power aspect always seems to draw people far and wide and promise privilege meagerly seen at dry times. The question is: is it honored or sustainable? Is campaigning the aphrodisiac it seems to be? Can it be an end in itself? I know this may not sound very suitable but weve all run for President at one time or another in our jurisdictions and places. Every time we are in a high time of equal responsibility, the kind we take charge and power, we may be in the throes of a dream game; fighting off enemies, killing nicks and reveling in danger to take us to a glory-land.

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We may not know this but the comfort of the office of President and the capacity to get things done is admired universally across the world. Every country has a Presidency and even though different forms of camouflage may be regarded and different more personal levels be there, theres distinction to working and playing in its field. We all know, unless we prefer to be cocooned, there are the parades. Ask, who hears the Family Carnival undivided? Are we there for organized celebration with a sense of divinity? Can we all enjoy this seeming joy without the drill in our consciences of drugs, radio and masterminding? Can we get back to pure space for daily thinking? Can we realize thats the last bastion of one persecuted? The Presidency is of one overcome; one who has mastered his or her own circumstances and can now sit at a high table with dignity and a sense of distinction. With power if done properly comes ease, comes lukewarm radiance and benevolenty danger. It is not a position for buffoons, jokers that only have a sense for the unnatural and a proclivity of mismatches. When there is the level of contention of the person to be the head of office and government of a nation, a country then is in its real stuff; the kind races are made for. But there must be a search to determine which two opposers can trigger the

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campaign train to a race of champions. The incumbent may offer office and poise that would make him president even if office is left off for announced candidature. So a dictum may be not aided not hurt; left for yourself, your conscience, your independence. Then how do we not let our parade get messed up by hecklers and pillagers? ; people who oppose God to the maximum even if God aids them to the maximum. We want purity, sanity and freedom of enjoyment. Devilry will not do. If you are a devil let God sanitize you or forever remain a Geek. Will we now enjoy ourselves? Will the clang of cymbals, the hooting of trombones, the blow of trumpets and the march-past, sooth us into the carnival spirit? A warm up to the Samba that frenzies the homecoming of a winner; dancer or tactician, playa or player, walker or runner? A winner for today is the master comedian not the passerby unto a broad way of no work, positioning, smirking, pretending and undermining fools gold. Ball handling is such a preserve of sissies congregating as the elect to eventually die asset-less. I cant imagine a better two-way race for the Kenyan example; a country of greatness, a country with space for repeated recovery and a nation of contrast. I cant imagine a better peculiarity. And a three gun-salute.

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