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silvermania:
Lol, I dey come join una noo i go pass una jor, it SILVERMANIA again see am not hating when will Nigeria start celebrating good music? To me dx songs are noting compared to dareys pray for me or timi dakolo's wish me well, even Asa 's eyo or even dija' s aww, am forced not to do my music in Nigeria, songs dat cannot contest for grammy rubbish, where kenyas are winning grammy, the ones trying to get there are not being apprecited, quote me if you have something reasonable to say.

johnydon22:
Lol...I have no problem with such literally works...

i am atheistic not an anti-theist or religion. . So rather any piece of writing whether with a religious tilt is always an enjoyment to me not torture

So in a literally work i read and sieve the part that is useful to me and agrees with my reason. . after all i was still theistic when i read that e-book...lol...

johnydon22:
because club houses do not disturb others with their own music. . . the music is only heard inside the house

joseph1832:
Which yeye intelligence? Abeg go sidon joor. You just have half brain, like your blood is half, so is your brain, in fact, everything about you is half.

qualified:
Begging people to eat?
What of his children? None?

kayo80:
Hmm! I have been suicidal for a while, but I would never have the mind to set myself ablaze...That's a harsh way to die.

coogar:
jigsawkillah isn't top tier.
i don't eat lower mammals......my appetite has always been for the bigger cats in the jungle. if i clash swords with jigsaw, the mods would ban me for child abuse.

Adema250:
Llaykorn i haven't done that. There is a link in front page were they said mail supermods, i believe is through that link right?

I mailed them using that link in my earlier thread but no reply. Thanks for ur advice. May God bless u

JigsawKillah:
were you cursed by a naked witch? Your foolishness is innate and so far, seeing the words you're typing, I wonder if foolishness is not a talent. You should be another Mr Bean, but no, Mr Bean's qualifications are undeniable. Show us your results and a pic of you in graduation gown. Agbaya.

Who failed JAMB? Is it possible to fail something you never wrote? You should focus your energy on your dwindling career and come here spewing rubbish.

Pant-Hanky the clueless one. Specialist in failure. No wonder you are supporting Gayners.

JigsawKillah:
yes, he's a Manure fan. it turns out he ain't the only one stalking me either. I think 2 other nitwîts too. I'm taking them all as they come.

JigsawKillah:
let's just say I'm tired of being at the recieving end of the e-fights. each of the dumbfûcks are getting a dish as big as the size of sinizia's head.


they're all getting served

Aminat508:
i dont knw her oo

Aminat508:
Yeyenatu

prettythicksme:
When i am not mad!i mean private places like our private car,beach,inside d pool,kitchen,bathroom etc

TheDauraMallam:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYtXoUZbUCQ

The spacecraft was a long way from home.

I thought it would be a good idea, just after Saturn, to have them take one last glance homeward. From Saturn, the Earth would appear too small for Voyager to make out any detail. Our planet would be just a point of light, a lonely pixel hardly distinguishable from the other points of light Voyager would see: nearby planets, far off suns. But precisely because of the obscurity of our world thus revealed, such a picture might be worth having.

It had been well understood by the scientists and philosophers of classical antiquity that the Earth was a mere point in a vast, encompassing cosmos—but no one had ever seen it as such. Here was our first chance, and perhaps also our last for decades to come.

So, here they are: a mosaic of squares laid down on top of the planets in a background smattering of more distant stars. Because of the reflection of sunlight off the spacecraft, the Earth seems to be sitting in a beam of light, as if there were some special significance to this small world; but it's just an accident of geometry and optics. There is no sign of humans in this picture: not our reworking of the Earth's surface; not our machines; not ourselves. From this vantage point, our obsession with nationalisms is nowhere in evidence. We are too small. On the scale of worlds, humans are inconsequential: a thin film of life on an obscure and solitary lump of rock and metal.

Consider again that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you've ever heard of, every human being who ever was lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings; thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines; every hunter and forager; every hero and coward; every creator and destroyer of civilizations; every king and peasant, every young couple in love; every mother and father; hopeful child; inventor and explorer; every teacher of morals; every corrupt politician; every supreme leader; every superstar; every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there—on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.

Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner. How frequent their misunderstandings; how eager they are to kill one another; how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.

Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity—in all this vastness—there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. Like it or not, for the moment, the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. It underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the only home we've ever known.

The pale blue dot.

This is an excerpt from Carl Sagan's Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space. It talks about the photo of the same name, Pale Blue Dot, taken by Voyager I on February 14, 1990.

Audio book:
https://piratebay.to/torrent/1911847/Pale.Blue.Dot.-.Carl.Sagan

eBook available on request.

tpiander:
but the person who typed Judas wrote his own in caps with no problems whatsoever.