THE DILUSIONAL MASS

Standing on the mountain that sits within the boarders of seven continents. i am considering one safe heaven place i can roll to, one continent without political furt. i considered africa! lo and behold. my first choice was kenya since the wild beasts and zebras love the country, as my thoughts wondered  i began to see the real picture. A country to over 45 million people and 3/4 of the people live in poverty. There was a wind or rather a spirit that was spirally building up and it became aggrresive and and blew towards me and carried me and floated, twisted  and turned me around the country and this is what i saw politically. 

    Ruthless politicians, a flock that had built a wall too high within their circle that no outside power can challenge them. They are the tycoons of the country and dictate the business of the country. they have split the country like a cake and one way to get even closer to them is by joining their dirty political rituals, first you must be willing to take life without question and most of the lives taken are mostly innocent. this bunch have no respect for wise sayings and spit in the face of karma like they are some kind of demy gods. They have build greed for resources and power and killed enough souls to create fear within the rest of the flock. there is an alpha male and yes many alpha females. Anyways, i saw another crown assembled in groups as if tied together like dry hay. feeble  is the word i could describe them, they were stripped of every dignity and freedom. if you thought a stranger will treat you bad, wait for your brothers turn and you will cry for the stranger to come back.  The situation was perthetic, .

HOW TO BE WRONG ALL THE TIME

How can the kenyan voters be soo wrong in choosing leaders day in and day out? has it become a trend to soo wrong? how can the whole mass of voters easily accept being wrong and moving on with life and for how long?  If you have played chess and checkers then you know that the board is painted black and white. the experienced players know that you don't focus on the pattern of the board but rather the movement of the opponents many moves ahead active pieces. The leaders are the great wealthy and experienced players, they know the end game before the game starts. and when it becomes hard, they shake feet under the table and agree on a 50/50  split and the gamblers a 'voters' are left with a devastating loss but even when they know the game was a cheat and take it to the street. the players take a holiday and even then they calmly say 'give it sometimes and the dust will settle and life will go on as usual' i surmoned the wind to come and take me there but i had not become one with the spirit and who was i that i surmon that which i did not surmon in the first place.  so i dwelled there and continued learning.

FORMER and CURRENT LEADERS :

I saw kenyans planting people in power and when i looked closer to their heart, i saw emptiness, no compassion for the poor, no love, no selflessness towards the weak. I sort to understand why and it became clear. This leaders have never been in poverty their whole life, they have been part of prestigious life, they have never seen struggle, they have never lived or visited the ghettos and slums. all they know is gathering of resources to live to their children and great grand children. The same gathering of resources ripple effect has spread to the peoples leaders MCA's, MPs,Governors and the President. For the fear that they would go back to living normal and poor lives, they have opted to steal the citizens resources and make themselves wealthy. The citizens like pills of an avocado, they were tossed to the gutters where brokers and gangs and cartels feast on them. there they grind and nash their teeth , and they must waith 10 years to redo their wrongs but 10 heals is along time and as the saying goes, time is a healer, so they would have healed by then. Socrates once quoted a young person is unstable in the mind and so is all of his actions. I contend that from the kenyan leadership i have seen. the old leaders were unstable and did not know that  unifying a country would build the good of the nations for the younger generations and the growing old one. The older despised the young just as the philosophers did and when the young grew older and took on leadership they retaliated but the secret of power was a system that they quickly learned and now we have no change in the country and because of the former unbiased way of segregating and encouraging communitism, tribalism, regionism. choosing norm of choosing leaders has been  based on the same. The board is still black and white  but the players change but who can change the shape and color of the pieces on the board, who will ulter the rules of playing and what will the game be like if honesty, responsibility, acceptancy of results was the norm of the table. mmmmhhhhh Kenya, Kenyans.

CITIZENS WELFARE

Elections is like christmas  holidays, people are caught up and overwhelmed by the those joyous spirits of the holidays, on the roads they overspeed and hurry, in the bars they overdrink and become violent and start fights, in shopping malls they over shop and fill their houses with unwanted things just because it is christmas. January comes and some lost their eyes in the bar fight, some became handicapped and made other innocent people handicapped due to road rage, others lost their lives and took other lives with them in the accidents. it is seen in january when the  the dust has settled and the joys gone. i wish the kenyan people were like a woman in labor who knows that the bitter sweaty moments shall come to pass in  due time and they dont give up trying and pushing through the thicket of pain and suffering. 

The people of the old choose leaders with expectation of change in the community and the leaders were afraid because the people ralied at their offices. but now things have changed, bouncers and police with tear gas is the escape root from the public, guns, bullets  and poison for those that for those that spill the beans. I sympathized with the citizens and i cried for their sake like a flock lead by a butcher, the end result is one...  Let me hope i will not live long enough to see the end result which i am suskeptical of might come sooner than my hopes.