OLADELE ABIODUN MICHEAL

CORRELATIVE  WHOLENESS I thought you could read everything But thought is not just enough. Might be just a window... put ellipses before the "eye" That is not exactly what I mean I was looking for a way on how to start I should write mmmh, write it But what I actually meant was "I" Put it in quotation, as the signifier Reading is not just enough, but understanding is the basic requirement for reading To assessing the window, of sophidic delusion which might light's the pathway; ISSACHAR!!! In personified Jacob the humble and... My intentions are rather deeper, wider and vast in assertion, attribution transcending into diversities into the Genesis of understanding progression of Revelations Towards speechless unfolding proverbial discovery of gratitude that knowledge is power not pride whereby He said, in the beginning of ONE and TWENTY SIX That actual CA's of Himself from the mould might be an illuminative transposition Oh what then sh...

Job: Profession & Occupation …would I have rather say what occupation is presumed What occupies your station or what is stationed in you ? Are you equipped or occupied as professed Would I even say what’s your job in occupancy Messages are or could be passed, but what is the lesson, Morality, immorality, sanity, insanity, contextual or out Where and when shall what you call happiness be found Is joy not greater in its context in relation to happiness Would solitude grant unto you as much as families would Your emerging days, they were so, so would  the departure The rising and falling of life they would always abound Every moment you will find them around even closer But would come to a close in all these spheres and more Others, them and these relies upon would be incapacitated Not in capacity but in incapability no so deemed But their insufficiency caged as forged as made so So I ask again, what is your job, profession or occupation ...

Oladele Abiodun Micheal Just a fragment of a whole lot Just to mark time in some manner of the write up, just in innocence Some day when am gone Will I even know a jot? What would become of my deeds? Reflecting on my deeds It frightens me even much more than I think But the very thought of it each day… Makes valuables much value-less Reason-ables much more sense-less What then shall become of all? All value-less estimated valuables So why subject and subordinate Values, valuables, reasons & thought thoughtlessly Why struggle when certainty is not assured Why the “kitikanko ti ko dola” Why the strive here and there indiscriminately Why the downtrodden and bruising of people’s emotion Why not think of the lonely day of days When what you can would not be done Things you desire and aspire would not be any longer The solitude of solidarity singular isolation, contested not. 20:47; 22:05:2017 Copy 2017, OAM (R)