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kay9:
don't know if it actually happened to u or not, matter fact dun'even care. I just know Rambos don't rant; they shoot the smoking bejeesums out of folks. So question, Blaze: Do u or do not do Rambo?https://www.mysmiley.net/imgs/smile/cool/cool0001.gif

the question is

have i or have i not done rambo?

the answer would be i was once rambo

now,i swap one way of life for the other

dont shoot my rifle in reality anymore

do it in my head,started getting mad from it

thus,i write it all down



meanwhile, rambos can rant and be rambo's believe me

the deal that went south

the two gang members

sat,faced eachother with

distrust evidently written in their gaits

why peace talk?why cant we just blow em to pieces?

thought,the greenhorns top boss

assholes the greens are, thought the red dragons top man

now, el juptor the lord of the west

called the meet. the red dragons and the greenhorns

might run riot around the west,but el juptor

held the west in his palms and his rule was law

the 75year old with the raspy voice

sat looked at the town,24year olds

and frowned,what happened to honor amongst gangstars he asked

what happened to respect?

what happened to ownership of turf?

what happened to consultations with me?

what happened to the freezone?

both gangstars looked down

you dont look el juptor in the eye

especially when he speaks in anger

he was rumored to have

cut a man open

took out his intestines

big deal you say?

but he did it with his teeth,

was said to have gored a man's eye out

and proceeded to swallow it with calm ease,smacked his lips afterwards for good measure

when his turf was being threatened 30years ago

killled the men involved,dint stop there cooked their flesh

gave it to their families to eat, before he proceeded to cook each family one by one

no one in that alley slept that night,and no one lived long to tell the story

the story just spreads,its a choice, you believe it or not

but the two gangsters,weren't about to defy the man

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ok my boss is coming, i need to form activity to be continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

actually, i did not make that up

it happened to me

it was about me

do me a favor

look up

the nigerian military school zaria

the nostalgia

11 years old,in khakis

staring at the Ak 47

remember being stuck in awe

in but a few minutes,i would carry this and fire it

i remember the buzz i was feeling,movies of rambo came to mind.

God, how i wish all my primary school buddies could see me now,am the mean ass now

instructions that seem to go for ever,gash get over with it,i know how to clean the darn thing already!

a queue at the amoury and i got my FN rifle felt heavy as usual,about 2/3s of my height.solid grip,chamber oiled.

the range ground,target 400metres away,firing position,kneeing down,butt of rifle balanced against my shoulder blades,gripped tight

rifle corked and ready a bullet in the chamber.could hear the instructor bellow,[i]single shots only,fire at will,[/i]a feeling of being a mini god resonates through me

left eye squinted,right eye looking through my rear to front sights,my breathing causes slight movement of the nozzle,my imagination has the whole chamber heated up

i shut out the sounds of gunfire around me,it takes 2seconds to go through the process of firing a perfect shot and following the bullet through to the target/hit home

i re-grip my chamber well,re-position the butt for effects,hold my breath,and just waited for the moment to come

the bullet sat waiting,the firing pin has my hammer pulled back,to be released at my prompt

for its journey to the base of the bullet,the gas chamber would then collect the

smoke and gases released for safe expelling,whilst my empty shell is

ejected.all this motions go through me within a second

i see the target,i am one with the target

i squeeze the trigger,the kickback hits

silent jerk against the shoulder,but

the bullet,broke free and rang true

target confirmed

ariblaze

perfect 10

you are welcome

really everyone ,where is gami?

bluespice i noticed you only responded when vesc came

is something brewing . . . . . . . . . . ?

1.prose-the ordinary form of spoken or written language, without metrical structure, as distinguished from poetry or verse.

I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry, that is; prose -- words in their best order; poetry -- the best order. --Coleridge.

versed prose, even though common place prose is not written in verse or stanza
the new fad is to verse it
more like you would paragraph what you write

Death is a reality i will so welcome

ok this is a weird statement

you must be weird

afterall,six and half a dozen

are the same

if it sounds weird

it reads weird

its understanding is weird

then it must be weird

but since am a nice guy, i would ask

tgurl are you weird?

Namzy:
sharia in lagos wont make any difference since its a lovely town already

?

oooooooook wrong thread

@tgurl

no am not satisfied

put it in a versed prose

@princesa

you

just get sillier and sillier

day by day by day by day

get my drift

vesc you are banned for 2weeks remember

the cape of death

the question,is death male or female?

the hooded figure

walks with a glide

towards its interest

black sash-like hooded

cape and gown,the movies

make us believe it,carries a long sickle

no part of the humanlike body is shown

bright eyes can be veiwed when peeped at

intensely under the cape

but no one sees the eyes and lives to tell

for within its eyes are the gateway to the land beyond

the land journeyed,by the ones who would never return as flesh

but might come in form of spirits,if thats to be believed

so what gender can take life with,such unfeeling calm?

afterall its a job, assigned by the big boss himself

death is female

for with calm and swagger she walks

with poise and grace she takes

without a smile ,without a frown she looks

i believe her skin cant be translucent but with firm coloring

death is the dance of grace to the land beyond

no matter the form that invites death

be it old age

be it sickness

be it accident

be it violent

be it peaceful

that moment,that instant

when death approaches

just before the kiss

a calm envelopes the intended

for at that moment,you become the groom of death

just like a groom waits at the altar, as his intended beau walks

with a veil,and the glide all bathed in white towards him

so does death,in black cape glides from the horizon

towards the intended.

so is death to really be feared?

is death to be loathe that much?

can death be replaced?

should death be abolished?

would mankind miss death?

all this, i have no answer for

but this i know ,except for two men documented

everyone would get to dance someday

with the hooded cape of death

thats so not going to fly

explain why you are so sure of the following

a yoruba boy - before nko . . . obvious

how is it obvious?

annoying - yes, u can be so so. . . Tongue

in-love - with ya princess

short attention span - so so obvious

angry - so clear, else u won't be ranting all the time

without talents - not so true

am waiting. .

was it about men

or was it about blazeman

that is the question

men fall in love

so does the blazeman

men get confused

so does the blazemen

men are annoying

so can the blazemen

men can be stubborn

so is the blazemen

so does this mean

men are the blaazeman?

or the

blazeman is the men?

this is getting confusing. . . . . . . .








^{am waiting for the remaining ooo}

applauds, applauds,applauds

that is soooo not me

you make me sound

nice, good ,principled and intelligent

the real blazeman

he is

confused

scared

in-love

naughty

mischievous

annoying

without talents

enjoys talking

a biker

enjoys reading

short attention span

lonely

crazy

angry

use to be frustrated

in awe of God

loves to rant

scared of his own shadow

has a wierd sense of style

a yoruba boy

loves his mum and sister silly

survived 2 ghastly accidents

stubborn


and he wants to be . . . . . . . . . .

loved back

a brave lad

richer,nah mega richer

more stubborn

more daring

very innovative

more alive

more fun

more interactive

more entertaining

less revealing(tgurl take note)

with more depth

unique

sexy

hot

vain

he belives . . . . . . . . . . . . .

life is short live it to the max

God is the bigman, and you all need to acknowledge the bigman

there is no pride is arrogance

but then again

the arrogance of perfection is his watch word

pride is good,being proud has k leg

sex isnt overated,everything you hear about it is true

the best invention of man is the G-string,then the bike

that we should all be nudist

that men should all be polygamist(i dint say that out loud, did i?)

little wayne has everyone hypnotized that guy can't rap for shit

biggie and pac are the best thing that ever happened to music

that my kids and hers, would go to military school,so they can attempt to defy me iin future

that robert ludlum is such a great writer

that man should never have created cigarettes

that daniel craig is the 2nd worst james bond ever


he wishes . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

he were brad pitt

he could beat sense into the hilton sisters

can have the hummer 1 to run around with

the 2009 suzuki hayabusa was delivered to his doorstep

he was getting married to her

he had a better job

his father owned lagos

his manager would stop eying how his hands are flying off the computer and was not walking towards him now with a knowing look

an enigma

awww

so sweet

tgurl honestly

you intrigue me too

if i wasnt like crazily down with someone

ok forget i said that

i like the way you put your words in a prose

with different verses, thats the spirit


so whats so intriguing about the blazeman?

pray tell us

princesa:
all the this drama for nothing
i am my own boss too

note the correct statement
and learn

be your own boss emphasis

on 'your'

now you may step till
you have a rant to give



by the way barka de sallah

my manor, not yours



what is it with peeps

and mannerism?

why do some peeps

feel they can march or lord

opinion over others?

is it that they feel they are better

or maybe more knowledgeable

or that the rest of us, are here purely for their entertainment pleasure

or maybe they just like to hear or read themselves

if you want to be the lord of a manor, go create yours

sweat through it,cement it,steady it watch it grow

and grow alongside with it

isnt that what everything in life is all about?

stay something and stay the course

my manor has passed through blue flames

and has being burnt pure of all fragility

thus,let me run it the way i deem fit

its mine after all, you are naught but a guest in

my manor

my mind

my space

my page

my life

it is mine,not yours

do what you want with yours

move along if it suits

take a dive if it pleasures you

swin with sharks if it gives you the thrill

suck on a bullet if you get your high from it

wear a crown if you feel you are royalty

but

don't step into my space

don't abuse my respect

don't intrude on my thoughts

don't try to control my channel of thoughts

don't tell me am not good enough(as am not subject to your approval)

don't attempt to go 10paces with me

why?

you will lose

you will not like it

you will get schooled

you will feel silly

you will get tramped

because . . . . . . . . .


i hold my own counsel

talk when i am spoken to

select who my friends are

pick the battles i get involved in

respect all as i get respect too

don't intrude on other people's space

don't lord my opinion over them

don't feel am better than them

don't feel i am God assigned critic

don't ever leave my space even when invited off



for . . . . . . .

controversy circles me

always spoiling for a spat

don't suffer fools or fools comment

can dish much more than you can

would not regret getting into it with you.


be warned




disclaimer:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::this rant isnt directed at any individual,but if for whatever reason,someone does feel it is aimed at them:::::::::::::::::

BRING IT ON

@princesa

you know what

a free world means?

it means you have the right

to say what you,want to say

and just walk off if you want to walk

spare us the details, step if thats what you desire

or rant if is to your liking

but i dont want to know how much of a bore this page or myself is to you

spare me the dramatics

ok

me and devils in black

brother(younger sibling)

came visiting,my cousins stay not so far away

sunday,was off to work and them dropped off at church

4men,black BMW
what are the odds

STOP,PARK

routine check

a million times done before
calm i was 3minutes tops i thought
alas,how the God's of time must have laughed
get out!,out we came,identify yourselves,out came id's
who owns this car?who owns the beret and belt
i,i replied. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
who are you?
what do you do?
why do you have this?
with calmest of disposition
for respect for the Kalashnikov and not the handler
i replied,retired soldier
id, he barked
showed he i did ,

collect it he wanted
disagreed i did once again
corked rifle he did
no bullet fell from the chamber i noticed
cower everyone else around me did

you are an armed robber
you are fraudulent
we have being looking for you
by now all, his other criminal friends
gathered,open your boot
labtop they saw, my power pack they saw
3 flanked me and my brothers
with guns akin
now we go to the station


in the vehicle
i was told
how i robbed the previous street
3days ago
the next neighborhood
a week ago
how i have being on FBI's most wanted list
yada yada yada


not wanting to be the star
of a late night pay per veiw
across nigerian homes in the evening
playing the script orchestrated by
the black men and media houses
probably flanked by my brothers
and a dozen rifles and bullets
displayed across us
whilst one idiot speaks about
how lagos had being rid of criminals

a mental calculation
who do i call?
which unit?
retired from ibadan
after 15years in the army
ok, maybe some of my ex colleagues
luckily, getting to the station

soldiers, i saw
they i walked towards
my car the cops bounced on
my labtop they carried
my pack they carried
my kit they carried
car was bare in but a few


some would have imagined
a black BMW auctioned at 10thousand
3months from that day
another might have thought of a owning a labtop


but alas
it wasnt to be
as my colleagues (ex)
flanked me, left and right
demanded to know my offense
and followed me everywhere
bottom line,i had to be let off
an hour 30minutes after saga started



suddenly a friend of the blacks
i became
how they were trying to rid naija
of scums they tell me
there various phone numbers they gave me
how i am enjoying with my new job they told me




mad and relieved i was at the same time
2thousand i had to part with
between them and my men


but loathe i would always

the men in black
for where it not for fate
who knows. . . . . . . . . . . . .

tired and very tired

phch as usual have struck

its being all day now no light

my generator is groaning. . . ash, have i told you how much

l lob this coountry? huh?

too tired for constructive gist

later my rant about

the confrontation between me and the men of the nigerian police

ok where is everyone?
whatever happened to internet where she is?

maybe just maybe,she is part of the entourage that went to the moon

but even they have internet

gami gami gami gami

eveel gami eveel gami eveel gamine


where art thou?

ok i have every reason to rant!

and the fat boy puked

got back yesterday afternoon

an early night,i craved

an early night i wanted

an early night i was having

until,the fat boy arrived

yeah,we are friends and yeah he weighs

130kg,thats me plus 35kg

now we arent buddy, buddies

but buddies we are

to be hospitable i offered him

what i had,vodka,russian bear and red square

note russian bear has 43% whilst red square has 37%

like a thirsty man he started drinking and mixing and drinking and mixing

of course as the host, i obliged him,that was until 8pm when i felt it was time

by now, slurred words he had,guy come dey bounce,the guy stoodup wobbled

and gbam! back down he went,perplexed i had gone by now

dude get up, dude get the freakup

the guy dint answer,me

bruuuuuuuuuuu

the dude started to puke,on my rug,on my sofa

mehn i was mad, i was mad

130kg man,where , how do i start to carry him

dragged him to the bathroom,i did

and a trail of puke followed us there

suffice to say i dumped him there , poured a bucket of water on him

and left him there to soak,the guy was there ,puking and hurling for 2hours

sleep i couldnt,woke him up around 10pm,went to my sitting room

and just slumped down,that guy wasnt going home that night

my fear was, how could i handle a 130kg man, where would i get a hold?

cut the long story short, kept vigil on him from 10pm to 5am

making sure he was aight, of cousre i had to clean his mess(that i hated the most)

this morn , i dint even bother smiling at him, told him in simple terms, never to take alcohol again

and certainly not to come visit anytime soon

i am suffering it now. . . . . . . . . . . .

my name is ariblaze

and i have spent 3hours at work now, five more hours to go

@tgurl. . . . . . . . i dub thee cupid means

lets spring love between still and vesc

ok

i thought i said no trivialities on this thread?

bluespice who has you in a bind?

lemmie at him so i can set him straight

what does he mean disturbing the calm in the middle of chaos

the eye right in the tornado

the calm after the storm

the still just before all hell breaks loose

who tha heck is he?

lemmie have a go, lemmie have a go

mash his head i would, with my annoying padlock

atleast to good use i would put the darn thing to

it would be worth the measly at which i bought it

tgirl. . . . i was only out for 2days. . . . . . did you miss me that much?

confess, you dream about me she?


now a lil bird told me and i most say, i kinda noticed

dont y'll think vesc and still would make a good combo?



the still vesc. . . . . . ,


tgurl

i dub thee madam cupid make it work . . . . . aight?

fallen pin

you lost me there



now this is too good not to share

One day, vesc was out raking leaves when he noticed a hearse slowly drive by. Following the first hearse was a second hearse, which was followed by a man walking solemnly along, followed by a dog, and then about 200 men walking in single file.


Intrigued, vesc went up to the man following the second hearse and asked him who was in the first hearse.


“My wife,” the man replied.


“I’m sorry,” said vesc. “What happened to her?”


“My dog bit her and she died.” vesc then asked who was in the second hearse.


The man replied, “My mother-in-law. My dog bit her and she died as well.”


“Can I borrow your dog?”


“Get in line,” replied the man

ok

what gives?

you all have started chatting

here again

the travels of the tramp


being out for a few

cos of a journey

to cities known before

alas i should have saved myself the stress of load

my internet connection dint work

2phones dint have network

this was a town i grew up in

why are they so freaking backward

the one comic relief was a trip to the bank

the metal/bob/gun/walking stick/false tooth/gold tooth/slash belt/key/knife/car detector

you all know that thingy?like them revolving doors(ok i might have exaggerated a bit)

well that freak of a thing kept me hanging for close to 15minutes

ping,please exit the cabin. . . ping please exit the cabin

off came the phones

ping,please exit the cabin. . . ping please exit the cabin

off came the keys

ping,please exit the cabin. . . ping please exit the cabin

off came the wallet which had metal on it

ping,please exit the cabin. . . ping please exit the cabin


ok by ow i was getting hot under the collar

a queue had formed behind me,the security man wasnt budging

a few exchange of words,identification and he sobered up straight

the blaze doesnt suffer fools

so this woman behind me steps up to the cabin

unzipped her bag,i actually thought she wanted to remove the metallic objects in there

nah, a better idea she had

carried her bag opened to face level pointing directly to the sensor for better veiw i think


woooooooooooooooooooa
aaaah

men,i no fit laugh
like see my bag ooo i no get gun

lol, it was a timely comic relief


next up a rant(i hope)








<sub>to answer your question

yeah i think am</sub>

vesc you are hereby banned

for two weeks

@tgurl

am surprised

that you find my rants entertaining

i honestly felt,boredom would have set in by now

princesa said my writing is unique, am not sure if she

means the font i use,the spacing or the actual flow of words

i cook (to use your word) rants

from different ingredient

the last one today was vesc fault

he made me do it, if you want to blame anyone

blame him


you have being an ingredient before

princesa has being a reason too

my environment is also a factor

but i think the most influencial factor

is she whom i fancy myself in love with

for i have never loved before

the pain, the loneliness

the joy,the hope,the ray of light

her voice, her emails,her antics

her thoughts all just make me want to explode


don't ask any question about her

one day i hope i get to introduce her here

but you all have to promise to go easy on her

i know she can handle her self though


so i believe thats ends the interveiw

ok

i feel a rant coming up

where is everyone?

eveel gami awol she has gone

tgurl4real is absent

vesc,is hiding behind offlines

stillwater has gone still

bluespice is denying us her spice

sisijinx. . . . only God knows what she is upto

omoovie. . . .hiding

princesa is right where she thrives in the rantroom with me

but where is everyone else? ? ? ?

tired bored in need of excitement

where is the wit ?

where is the charm?

where is the argument?

i feel the anger rising

my hands are quivering

adrenalin is pumping

want to destroy something

just to find excitement

yeah,the short,dark girl in front of me

with the van airs and the annoying glasses

pull her ears i want to, twist her nose, i would love to

now the 6ft 4inch dude standing behind me

slap the taste outta his mouth i crave

fancy himself a rap disser yeah right

more like a dissed rapper

want to smash my monitor

into the wind shield of my oga's car

aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

that would be a thrill

want to remove this masked smile from my face

and wear the frown it deserves

so, i went to the aboki , bought shaving stick

went to the gents and shaved the goatee i have being

nursing for 5months off, all outta boredom

i feel like one of them assassins in that silly movie (wanted)

i could shoot the ears of a mosquito right now

my heart rate is in excess of 200beats a second

they curved a bullet in that movie, i can make it back flip and still strike home

i can out shoot a gpmg(general purpose machine gun)

ratatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatata
rarararatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatattat

ok blaze slow down

before you really do go loco,

ease, ease easy up

awwww

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

i feel better now


hi room my name is ariblaze

and i am a pathological ranter

and i was just told that since

am the host i have to rant whether

i like it or not

but the joy

of i miss sleep

is this, its a rant!

its a plea

its a statement

its a fact

its my life , which imitates art

meanwhile i picked this up today and i loved it

mediate on it

am sure you would feel its soul too



"Growing old is mandatory; Growing up is optional"

2000bc

the barbarian blaze

chewed on the rough meat

which he charred badly whilst roasting

but the taste seem to bother him not,his mind was far far away,3mountains beyond where his clan resides his mind wandered

temirra,the daughter of the high priestess,whose thoughts posses his mind,whose reputation he has become akin to,whose face

he has never once beheld,expect in his dreams he felt consumed,the macabre rite of passage men in his clan are subjected to he

has passed,but a man he felt naught,for the world was his playground,the animals his meal,the soil his drawing board the skies his potrait

but her,he couldn't have.why? a fly landed hungrily on his meat but he seem to care naught,as he kept on looking beyond to what only his

mind's eye can see. . . . . .

temirra temirra, temirra

kidnap you i would

run away with you i would

my bride you would be

the king of my clan i will be

the queen of my clan you would be

charred my meat would be no longer

fish,i shall get from the stream

wild fowls i shall hunt from the blades

life we shall live together

i miss sleep!!!



ok another morn

another rage builds

where is eveel gami?

gone on awol she seems

sleep has also gone awol on me

why would a grown tired man,have to toss and turn

for hours without, end,sleep wont claim me,and i can't remember

granting her leave,

yes,sleep is female,

death is male,

sleep is lazy

sleep nags alot,

sleep is vindictive

sleep is annoying

sleep is confusing

sleep is demanding

sleep is fragile

sleep is temperamental

sleep demands too much attention

sleep takes her time

sleep flosses alot

sleep is hard to please

sleep doesnt make up her mind

sleep isnt ever around when i need her

sleep robs me of my time

sleep is undecided

sleep is confused

sleep is busy

lack of sleep makes me less of a man

lack of sleep makes me unhealthy

lack of sleep, makes me irresponsible

lack of sleep,hurts me

lack of sleep, robs me of precious moments

lack of sleep,means am not patient

lack of sleep means i need to slow down

lack of sleep means i should learn to coax her

lack of sleep means i need to know more about her

lack of sleep means she is mad at me

lack of sleep leaves me in frustration

lack of sleep means i have to register a plea

so my beauty sleep, i plead,

i promise not to take you for granted,

i promise to indulge you as often as possible

i promise not to go clubbing at your expense,

i promise to hold you dear and close to me,

i promise not to use anyother alternatives but you

i promise to respect you for as long as i live

i promise to share my thoughts and dreams with you

i promise to be very open(both physically and otherwise with you)









lol i hope am still talking about sleep here oo

its begining to sound as if am talking about:::::::::::::::::::::::




::::::::::::::::::::::::::disclaimer:::::::::::::::::::::::
the reference to sleep here,is strictly meant for sleep and not any other thing or any other person
so any inference made by you smart heads is a figment of your imagination and not the real deal

no trivialities on this thread

its strictly for rants

so rant, if you wanna say hi

say it with a rant

am going home

am going home

just feigned headache and it worked

time to get out before the rush

ahaha

am i eveel or eveel, hope i get to get some sleep

though

vesc am still waiting on some hours

tgirl4real

you still my girl

would holla from the house

one