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KENYAN INCARNATE : WAKENYA VIFANE. Day: August 5, 2015. Your word is your bond. Actions speak louder than words. Cliche, don’t you think so too? I never really thought of the weight of this words till recently. No matter what you say , until you translate it to action, the words are just voice intonations or expressions. You would think milk right at your kitchen tap was a good enough joke but chapatis. How gullible if not utter foolish, do this politicians view their people? You know those fellas who wi...

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Tech menace | KENYAN INCARNATE : WAKENYA VIFANE

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KENYAN INCARNATE : WAKENYA VIFANE. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. August 7, 2015. Josepha,poet...

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Plain paper | thoughts, dreams and fears

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. I started writing as a need to pass in my school subjects, later it become a need to express myself and then a passion. I love writing in whatever format it is, the twisting fonts, the indentation, the unnecessary weight and the perplexing sentences. Is a series of random scribbling, accumulated in form of chapters. It’s a form of abstract writing focusing on the thought process and not the fact and incident itself. For who am I , I am “ Plain Papers. July 11, 2012 at 7:29 PM.

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Certainties Of Uncertainties | Plain paper

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. Asymp; 1 Comment. The certainties of uncertainties haunts us as the propelling faces around and so every now and then you are forced to think about it, think that it’s not what you do and it’s not your sacrifices that matters but what comes out of them and what floats on the surface as a shining gold stream. Of course in the end w. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Thought on “Certainties Of Uncertainties”. August 4, 2015 at 2:50 AM. Reblogged this on An Empty Glass. If only w...

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Sunken Ships | Plain paper

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. Asymp; 1 Comment. Strange as it is, friendship is confusing. It changes with time and then changes again. We were only friends yesterday, but today just strangers listening to other strangers. Yesterday, we were best buddies but today we are nothing. I wonder why are we like this, cold hearted and forgetful. How can a connection ever be false or vague? It doesn’t have to be specific but then it is a connection, a spark, isn’t it? Larr; Previous post. Next post →. You are comme...

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Diary of a Young Man – Part 16 | Plain paper

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. Diary of a Young Man – Part 16. Asymp; Leave a comment. Something is surely missing today and the worst part is that I don’t have a clue about what is missing. As the wind blows and the air warms up and an unknown suffocation penetrates the frame, the soul feels unsatisfied and confused. Life is not as simple as it seems, but the decisions you make and the determination you have always brings things in balance and it’s definitely the truth. Now a days, I often get the chance t...

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Art Avalanche | the downpouring of original artistry | Page 2

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The downpouring of original artistry. Write For Art Avalanche. Newer posts →. A Tale Of Crowns (CHAPTER 1). October 31, 2015. The air was heavy with the scent of dust, smoke and death and Caiz wondered if the rain at night had in part or wholly secured them victory. Or if it had played any part at all. The battle the previous night had been like none they ever had fought; it still had his mind tottering even up until now–precisely thirteen hours since it ended. Ixas chuckled, played with his fork, before...

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A Walk To Remember | Plain paper

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. A Walk To Remember. Asymp; 1 Comment. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Thought on “A Walk To Remember”. February 17, 2015 at 1:31 AM. Reblogged this on An Empty Glass. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. August 22, 2016.

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Writing Changes You – Plain Paper | Plain paper

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. Writing Changes You – Plain Paper. Asymp; Leave a comment. I was a kid when I started writing, slowly picked up the pen and poured the heart out. Honestly, I can still feel what I wrote, the poem of my dreams. When I started Plain Paper. I had a very specific idea about this blog and I have kept working on that idea to keep it separate from An Empty Glass. Or else you can read below. But why don’t I write the same way on An Empty Glass. I see An Empty Glass. Larr; Previous post.

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Diary of a Young Man – Part 14 | Plain paper

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Thoughts, dreams and fears. Diary of a Young Man – Part 14. Asymp; Leave a comment. When the road ends and when you are sure about determining your destiny, the fate moves your inner-self, it pushes you again and protract the ending desires. The college days are ending…. The last four years were the amazing years of my life and I will surely miss every moment of them, from the day I walked into the campus to the day I stood out watching the white shiny building and you step out into the parking. If only ...