Preamble
Posted: June 25, 2018 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 2 CommentsDon’t get me wrong
I, too, want your love and affection
And I’m only tight on time
Because I’m consumed with ambition
Things more than a decade in the making…
Living my purpose, that’s what’s always on my mind
And in my opinion, there’s really no need for all this tension
Since my passion for you, although of a kind totally different
Is just as strong
Afterthought
Posted: June 22, 2018 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion Leave a commentShe said:
Bad man
You’re no good for me
But I want your love all the same
Just keep making me weak at the knees
And I’ll pretend you’re the man of my dreams
Passes on Paper
Posted: June 19, 2018 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... Leave a commentIdeally, money should furnish a populace with the means of applying their faculties in industry and commerce; while the right education empowers them to establish the appropriate premise on which to advance their civilisation.
However, in reality, pecuniary pursuits often have people primarily playing for position and power; perhaps due to the unproductive propensities promulgated by the poor architecture of their system of education.
Writing Words on Windows
Posted: June 15, 2018 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... 4 Commentsopportunity exists only in a window of time
so do your best to stay on trend
and don’t get left behind
it takes a while for a grape to turn into wine
so invest more than you spend
and don’t forget to pay your tax and be kind
Coin Carol: The Block Is Hot
Posted: June 14, 2018 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion Leave a commentthe deal was sealed and time bound
now all they had to do was confirm the hash timelock contract
to complete the smart atomic swap
and it was on this basis
that they could make a fair exchange
with no middlemen
and all being transparent
that there was left no room to question
the system was absolute
like a grave from where there can be no inquisition of life
Sand to Sky
Posted: June 12, 2018 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... 2 Commentslike sand at the bottom of the sea
settled
never to reach the heights of heaven
that’s how it feels
when you dig deep
and can’t resurface
even so
never despair
for if you can bear long-suffering for but a season
joy will soon spring up
but remember to keep some strategic thoughts to self
since you need not say every word
speak on every endeavour
or tell every tale
instead
let your work reveal to the world
the depths of your understanding