Tim Miner's Musings

Some say that EDUCATION is the 'KEY' to LIFE; others, it's the 'LIGHT' to LIFE. Well, both lines of thoughts hold some truth and meaning in the world order of today. Where literacy and knowledge of books is emphasized and regarded as a basic human need. But these little angels and their tutor have girded their loins and resolved to taste ''the white-man's magic'' so as to be at par with the rest of the world. They seem unperturbed by the many odds against them...They are HEROES & HEROINES in their own right...though the government may have ignored them.  SPARE A THOUGHT: To be upset over what you don't have is to to waste what you do have. ~ Ken Eye.

A man is bound to make for himself in the world; that fortune God refused him at his birth. ~Charles Dickens, (in the Nicholas Nickleby). . One has to create his/her living space; where none exists. Even if by improvising for some life comforts...We've to hustle with the bustle of life without resigning to fate.

Exclusive: [ In the Diagnosis Room, Doc Tom and young Gabriella ] Doc: Can you tell me what happened to you young lady? Gab: (slipping her phone into her purse) Yes Doc, I sure will… I was sound asleep when I felt something linger at the sensitive entrance; I was so scared and didn’t move, slowly in a calculated movement it began to move in. I’ve always heard stories from people who have had the experience how painful and uncomfortable it is but I never thought it would ever happen to me. The deeper it pushed in, the weirder it felt, (The doctor raises his eyebrows, removing his specs) it made some funny circling movements which made it feel thrice its size…I couldn’t take it anymore. I woke up from the stupor and switched on the lights to find out who the intruder was. Suddenly the action stopped but I was determined to expel the offending thing out. Doc: Go on my dear one (Giving her a knowing look). Gab: I tried with the hand, the fingers but it went even deeper

Many people seem 2 give up trying 2 grow in difficult areas and times.  Perhaps, they've suffered so many defeats n failures...that they think they'll never make any progress in their life.  They bemoan their glorious past.  They loathe & scorn their failures and mistakes they've done.  They live today cautious unnecessarily.   They dread for tomorrow, their future seems bleak.  They are simply helpless, by  Allowing yesterday's failures hamper their tomorrow's efforts.  To move out of this desolation, there is need for one's refocussing, re-evaluation & re-strategising in life!  One has to look at the problem...whatever it may ...through  'new eyes'.  To see it as an Opportunity for Constructive Restoration  rather than  Ongoing Deterioration!  A new attitude that bears wonderful results!  As we try to bring new life & improvements to our 'decayed' sections of life; GOD is a factor.  We seek HIM through focussed prayers & doing H

When the prison doors’ hinges did rust and creak… Grooming my tache, when the lubricious door-sills roll? Run of the mill…basal emotions. Walls breathing, Squitoes feasting, cold comfort, deafening silence… Grappling in the dark room…homely countenances on walls, my “Solitude” on the pedestal.      Tick-toking.  Entangled forever? Doors locked, I shackled.      I long to whiff limbate carnations once more like a bee-fly, in nectarines. Ice-cake? Bizarre rum? Honey-Pie?  Sweet-tooth. Savory of deceit?      Like you… Roam, rove freely like yesterday… Run, speeds notwithstanding, to wherever I may. Fly high up and above, If only on wings, to distances yet to be known, like an eagle. Creep and wiggle to depths unidentified. Swim upstream, in the seas unknown In the unseemly undercurrents; Half seas over. Now and not forever. In my homeland, reverently lie on the lawns. Oil my pistons, tame my ground and trim my hedge. Ingeniously Yoked. Am

The Plunge A Dolphin, Tired Of the Warm, Saline, Turbulent Waters, In A Show Of Discontent, Plunged Out. Landing On a Rock, From Water The Blazing Solar Rays On His Skin To His Freedom, And Do His Things; Never To Be. That Lesson Was Easy To Understand. Ouch! The Prodigal Son Had His Lesson Too. Wanting Freedom from Family Restraints, He Demanded His Share of The Daddy’s Estate And Took Off, To The Old Man’s Misery. Ma Boy, Did He Learn Fast? Soon He Was Out Of Finances, Fun and Friends, Bogged In Brothels And Putrid Pig Pens. Some Freedom It Was! He Came To His Senses! Changed His ‘’Give Me’’ To “Make Me” And Headed Home. The Self He Became, Discovered, Was No longer A Slave But, The Son He Was Born to Be. We’re Never Free Until; We Admit Our Bondage And, Go Into the Arms Our Loving Father – Until The Dolphin Yields It’s Pride To The Providence’s Means.

KENYA WON - TOGO ONE!!! FOOTBALL – “Where grown-up(s)…especially men, chase a small, inflated leather-strap across a field...and the crowd in the terraces gets irate and elated as the ‘ball’ makes for any of the two posts! Why?” My octogenarian granny muses every time she tunes in the telly, only to find that all channels are airing football matches. I wear my usual warm smile and slouch my back on the couch my eyes fixed on the screen, savoring the best of the season’s marches; as she listens to her favorite radio music instead. PATRIOTS? Kenyans are a very patriotic people in every nature and wit, if their fanaticism towards the European Soccer teams is something to go by. Mention any European soccer team, be it Manchester United, Liverpool, Barcelona or any other, and you are sure of getting a multitude of ‘die-hard’ fans and fanatics; heaping praises to their teams of choice and idolizing their players. Just to say the least. Interestingly, try mention any Kenyan f

It's good to be yourself at all times, in all situations. Acting yourself consciously, without compromising your demeanor, you make things move (happen) around you, you triumph! Being unconventional & rebellious...without following the crowd! That way, u make a niche, you portray your uniqueness unmatched . Not bowing to external pressures, saying 'NO!' with a deep conviction...sticking to your guns, without being snobbish! & more importantly, being loving, caring, honest, generous, kind, calm & respectful without looking like a 'softie'! Consider this: AGGRESSIVE APPROACH : Characterized by being offensive, rough, angry & blaming. The person using this approach, usually shouts, glares, clenches his fist...he hurts & makes enemies! Unfortunately, many parents, teachers & other adults use this approach when dealing with young people. Bullies & bossy people, find it 'useful' to shove people around. PASSIVE A

...I don't know what induced me to notice her at all...or was it him? There are faces that call your attention by a curious want of definiteness in their whole aspect, as, walking in a mist, you peer attentively at a vague shape which, after all, may be a signpost. ~Joseph Conrad. And definitely it was...so vague and huge...oh! what a sight!