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Pambazuka - Development or fraud? Another coastal paradise to die for big oil

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Mon, 17 Mar 2014 15:08:00 +0300

Pambazuka - Development or fraud? Another coastal paradise to die for big oil

countryboysays: 60 seconds

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Fri, 10 Jan 2014 12:15:00 +0300

countryboysays: 60 seconds: How long is 60 seconds? Simple answer would be one minute. Philosophically speaking time is the experience of durations thus in reality 60...

Twisted Logic: Moving from friends to lovers

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Wed, 8 Jan 2014 12:50:00 +0300

Twisted Logic: Moving from friends to lovers: We all have people in our "friend zones"... people we would never imagine dating, not because there is anything wrong with them ...

GACHERI.STEWS: NO, YOU ARE NOT POSH YOU ARE ILL-MANNERED!

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Fri, 29 Nov 2013 09:18:00 +0300

GACHERI.STEWS: NO, YOU ARE NOT POSH YOU ARE ILL-MANNERED!: I recently sat in a party planning session. I got so riled up sitting in but, except for the one odd snide remark about people trying to “...

THOUGHTS IN SYMPHONY: WHY KIM KARDASHIAN IS MORE INFLUENTIAL THAN MICHEL...

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Wed, 27 Nov 2013 10:15:00 +0300

THOUGHTS IN SYMPHONY: WHY KIM KARDASHIAN IS MORE INFLUENTIAL THAN MICHEL...: Influence: The capacity to have an effect on the character, development or behavior of someone or something or the effect itself. I do not...

Gathara's World: A Time to Remember

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Sat, 21 Sep 2013 13:08:00 +0300

Gathara's World: A Time to Remember: "Time heals all wounds" is a proverb I have never been particularly comfortable with. It is one of those sayings that is laden wi...

Burma | Women Under Siege Project

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Thu, 17 Jan 2013 18:00:00 +0300

Burma | Women Under Siege Project This is so sad and tragic.

Moving on!

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Sun, 12 Aug 2012 18:48:00 +0300

Great news. I have finally gotten my own website. I have moved to www.potentash.com . Please follow me there.Thanks for all your support. Looking forward to seeing you at www.potentash.com.

CHESS GAMES (THE GAME OF LOVE)

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Wed, 8 Aug 2012 05:38:00 +0300

They say love is blind, But I got in seeing, Stupidity blinded me, Because my love was so bright, It burnt out my inner eye. Love was my drug, And I, its prisoner, It made me go crazy, And turned my intelligence into madness. So we played chess games, And I didn’t protect my king, Thinking that you weren’t the enemy, But now my castles are gone, And the queen has fallen, With a

BORN TO RUN

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Wed, 8 Aug 2012 05:36:00 +0300

I was born to run, Born to win. Started out slow, The Tortoise didn’t have nothing on me, I was blind to my dreams, Living in darkness like a Bat in a cave, I put my head in the sand, Like an Ostrich letting fear take hold on me. But now I got eagle vision, And I am gonna fly high. I am going to run like a Cheetah, Now my dreams are playing catch up to my vision, There’s nothing

What goes around comes around - a tale of love, betrayal and revenge.

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Fri, 3 Aug 2012 05:57:00 +0300

PROLOGUE Kimani sat in the dock waiting to hear his fate. When the judge said, "Will the accused please stand up to hear the verdict of the court," Kimani stood up in his ill fitting suit and faced the judge. The judge continued, "After listening to the evidence from the witnesses, I am convinced you are guilty of the crimes of smuggling and selling

WHERE DO BROKEN DREAMS GO?

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Fri, 3 Aug 2012 05:36:00 +0300

Where do broken dreams go? Is there a hospital for broken dreams where they can be fixed up and mended? A hospital bed where they can relax, Get IV'ed with antibiotics and fluids to get their strength back. Can dead or dying dreams be resuscitated, Brought back to life by technology, By machines that spark them up and cause them to live again? Do broken dreams feel pain and do they bleed?

Developing your creative brand

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Thu, 2 Aug 2012 05:35:00 +0300

I had the privilege yesterday to meet Simon Gachui of the Creative Community Network. I had a session with him to discuss how I can develop my creative potential. For those who have read or not read a previous post http://potentash.com/?p=13 Simon gave each of the participants of the creatives forum a free one hour session to discuss any issues we may be having in developing

AS DREAMS DIM.

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Wed, 1 Aug 2012 05:37:00 +0300

I wanted to reach for the stars, I saw them up there so beautiful, And they fuelled my dreams, Made me want to soar. But I was afraid, My fear made me timid, I was afraid to try, I didn’t want to fall on my face, I didn’t want to fall off the ladder, Which I hadn’t yet climbed. So I watched as others reached for the stars, I saw destinies fulfilled, And I was envious. My mind

Urban legends – Urban Bites Crisps.

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Fri, 27 Jul 2012 23:11:00 +0300

Anybody who knows me will tell you I love food and especially snacks especially crisps. I love potatoes in all its forms. It’s the one food I don’t think I can get enough of. Whether boiled, fried, roasted, mashed alone or into mukimo or any other way you can have them I love potatoes. With crisps I have a passionate love affair. I have loved crisps from my

Love chains

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Wed, 25 Jul 2012 05:43:00 +0300

I let you go, Set myself free, Yet why does it hurt so? Why do I feel as if I am in chains? Whipped by your omissions of truth, Brought down to my knees, By the fact you don’t need me anymore. And all those sweet little nothings, You used to tell me, That used to be a balm for me, Cannot heal these wounds inside me. I feel hurt, Broken even. I am strong, But you, you make me

Fragile - a story of sexual exploitation of a young girl.(sexual slavery)

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Sun, 22 Jul 2012 23:41:00 +0300

The house where I live is at the top of the hill. You can’t miss it; it’s the white three story mansion that is bordered almost all around by the slums. Except for the side that faces Muthaiga and which has a private driveway. It’s a beautiful house it actually looks like a castle. The kind a girl dreams about to live in and live happily ever after. I wish it

Butterfly wings

noreply@blogger.com (potentash) — Fri, 20 Jul 2012 23:32:00 +0300