...The SaintsAwards Project...

It happened, this dare-devil bandit break into my neighbour's apartment the other night, he asked for everything in a swift. Bank ID's, cash, phones, everything, I said everything.

My neighbour's young wife just had a baby. A baby they'd needed in 4 years after marriage. The bandit can't wait for slow response to his numerous requests; he corked the gun, dashed into my neighbour's bed room, everybody laying low except the nursing mother. In a furry he barked; I said; "where is the money?@!#$!@" Young wife meekly replied; "there is no money in this house Sir"

The bandit, on hearing that dry meek response from the young woman, flung at her, snatched the 1 month old baby clung to the mother's breast, swirl him round and round, holding to one leg of the baby as the mother screams, his head upside down, he dashed his small skull on the wall – the 1 month old infant burst into pieces with blood splattered on the wall, his brain burst out, limbs cut in pieces.

The young mother on seeing the gory sight of her precious baby fainted - stone -dead! The father couldn't lay low no more, he stood up and screamed; "The blood of Jesus!!!" The other bandit said; if I hear that again, I will make you swim in that blood, you idiot!!!

The helpless young husband reminiscent of all the message of faith taught on the morning of the Sunday of this gory incident screamed even louder in good hope; “The blood of Jesus!!!"

The bandit on hearing that and feeling his orders were being flouted corked his gun the second time and blew off the middle-aged man brain against the wall. Blood splattered everywhere; he slumped dead - stone dead, writhing in his own pool of blood.

There is so much to this story - it is not self-made, I am going to spare you the details as you summon the courage to journey with me in the volume of the Bizarre book of bizarre stories. It's going to be very very brief at no cost to the reader or virtually none.

I am going to let you learn the tricks of the human nature, the truth of the real personality in you, the animal in you and the place of the spiritual and how you could live a life of no defeat, no retreat and make you an indispensable personality - you sure can be indispensable but – Who are you, If I may ask. Or you may ask yourself this simple question staring at the mirror - Who are you JOE? Where are you from and Where are you going?

No one could have told this story better than me – bred in the street, with the boys in the hood, in the church, with the creams of the pulpit and in the community with the gossip drunks then back to the streets with urchins and now with the creams of the society - Follow me as I open your mind and understanding to the wild world of bizarre stories of events I have witnessed in my sojourn of turmoil and fantasy...events that will make your ear tingle and your heart pump for once in your vain pursuit of a life you know very little about other than power and pussy

It's obvious I have been away in a definitely far far away land. Yea, I have been into a lot of things The making of LensAfrik Magazine, China's Africa Number 1 Community Magazine has almost hedged me in much that I could scarcely breathe many at times but the good thing is; we are number 1 here within a short time of hitting the newsstand and no disputing that we're going to stick and run the whole of Asia, there is one more book and another one about great Africans from the streets of China now clinking wine glasses with the creams of the modern China, the political and the moguls - a lot, definitely is happening over here so much that if you miss me in the crowd, you miss out, I said, you will completely miss out - possibly a vital part of your ear might be missing too!

I picked up a CANON 450D, you might think its old, anyway I don't want to bother about what you think.

I took a trip across the big cities, countries and favourite slums of the good people of the earth with my camera starting from Kenya, Nairobi. Sometime ago, this Kenyan doctor removed a bean (beans) stuck in the ear of a young girl and forced it back when her parents said they couldn't afford the bill, it sure was in the local newspapers, you don't need to find out...I am going to include the details in the bizarre book of bizarre stories I am putting together for your curious troubled minds.

When the family of this poor kid said they did not have about $7.5 USD medical bill, the doctor grabbed the poor child, forced the bean back into her ear and ejected the family from his hospital. Poor Kid!!!

Do not marvel at this and lots more I am going to be putting across to you in days to come because you could be worse. You can do even much more harm to your brother, your friend - yea the one that so much count on you.

In my sojourn of turmoil and fantasy across the earth, I have seen the weirdest thing happen to countless folks in the name of 'relationship' - friend and foe. And I asked, what’s the rush brother, what's the treachery for, what's the deceit for, what's the scam for? - It's certainly of a truth; scam money is good and sweet to spend.

Deceit is a good game; it will keep you shrouded in secrecy. Cheat as much as you can, dupe anybody if you can, lie at the speed of light so much that it becomes a natural thing, lay all the girls with as much zest as your small or huge frame could carry, impregnate some and simply walk away undeterred. You could even take people's young wife and mess them up, call the cops on the helpless young husband; you could choose to be mischievous, greedy and arrogant.

You could even choose to mount a religious platform and pretend to be very very churchy and religious. It will make no difference brother; you will still live and do even more exploits until one day, like in all games of charade, the card will fall on your table. It sure will and you will still play. You're certainly going to play it. You are only smart to beings of lesser intelligence to your sense of cleverness. Like I said, it's all in the name of relationship; Dealer and Clients, Boy and Girl, Peter and Paul, Jesus and Judas, God and Satan, Husband and Wife, President and Vice President, Black and White, Short and Tall, Thin or Fat, Poor and Rich - it takes 2 to tangle as we do say.

I have seen it all, friends and foe in a frenzy hurry to get it all and chill out but the truth is, nobody ever gets it all and nobody ever chill out. To chill out is to live alone and to live alone is to lay low in your own grave. In order words, you and we do need a relationship - friend or foe!

It's all about relationship; the marriage, the business, the political, the religious and the free thinker -It's all about interest and benefit without that what's the friendship for? Who is your enemy? Can you point him out in the crowd, at home, in the office? Listen brother, the friend is the interest, the foe is the benefit. (If your interest at me is genuine then you are a friend, if your interest in that girl goes beyond her pussy, then you do love her indeed) but who cares about genuinety - we live in this wild world but the truth is you can run but you can't hide! You can't run away from your benefit - what you sow!

In the bizarre book of bizarre stories, there is no friend if there is no attraction of interest and when the interest is depleted, if it ever will, the benefits comes knocking. Enemy at the door, enemy at the door, enemy everywhere! - The benefits of our wild interest.

So it was in my neighbourhood; Mr. Richkid has made a hit, we don't really cared much what happened or how he made a hit - all we cared was “Mr. Richkid has made a hit” he was a money-bag and had it all at his beck and call –

"Listen folks, money rules and I can get whatsoever I desired just by pointing at it" he had said at a drinking table;
(to be continued)

God Bless
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