PROMETHEUS UNBOUND

  These were the words that race through my consciousness as I left his presence utterly mortified by what I had just seen. Ecce Homo: he lay there horribly incomplete and totally oblivious of my presence. Motivated perhaps by the quite ordinary impulse to say “something” or driven by anguished profundity – “at every turn…

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The Moon In the Man.

This was one of my literary flights of fancy. I was mercifully now preoccupied with Nigeria, just gazing at the moon and contemplating my navel. Annoyingly, man is no longer universally thought of as being the centre of the Universe. An intrepid Polish astronomer by name Copernicus, debunked that idea, way back in the medieval…

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