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Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy New Year Blogosphere!!!!!!


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Sunday, December 19, 2010


Saturday, December 4, 2010

The Sail is on………………..


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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

And The big freeze still ahead……

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Still snowed under…….

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Sunday, November 28, 2010

It came early…………..

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Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thought for today


After 50 years of economical, political, socio-cultural stupor, we continue to cling to the farce that has left us wallowing in a quagmire of political filth.....50 years after and we still define governance in terms of where one comes from, zoning and all that crap that they have sold us in the past....we still fail to recognize people for what they can offer to the growth and stability of the nation...instead we are content to remain in a state of constant stasis.....look at Edo's taken Oshiomole to show the people that it is not where you hail but what you
can offer..........orientation continues but time, time is waiting for no one....ZONING and all the blah blah blah  associated with it, crap and the like, should be scrapped and thrown into the bin..............say no to ZONING...

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Reality bites

On October 1, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved


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so you think you've got it bad?
look around you, pen your eye
try to see the big pictures
look, see, so many with different stories.

here, take my hand
let me take you on a journey
through the dark, winding
maelstrom that lies ahead, around, within.

tormentor, demented, tormented
you with your silver spoons
ivory towers built on fragile clouds
life, one roller-coaster jamboree.

for every action a reaction
a pound for a pound
an eye for an eye
a prick for a prick.

another day, another year
in the life of a little giant
living in past, short-lived glory
basking in long-forgotten importance
a long slip from obscurity to oblivion.

brood of cowards
hands seemingly tied
spineless cretins
hoping for a better day.

so you want to be in heaven?
ready to take the flight,
walk the walk along the,
long winding road of those who know?

it is amazing, really
rich and poor afraid of the same thing
the whole world erupting
dark storms brewing.

Friday, September 17, 2010

what we do for fun

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On September 17, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

what we do for fun this ways
skulls to kick around
carcasses to play with
awful smell of carrion.

what we do for fun
in war-ravaged climes
burning, looting, raping
havoc let loose all around.

what we do for fun
what fun we can get in desolation
fun in the obscure
veering to oblivion.

what have we become?
living among the dead
now no better than the dead
living mummies wrapped in foulness.

eyes wide-open
eyes that cannot sleep
sleep deprived on purpose
afraid to dream dreams of desolation.

yes, what we do for fun around here
we sit, we wait and we watch
we play games of the grim kind
for we live devoid of hope.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Building VMWare team based on linked clone in 5 minutes

Building VMWare team based on linked clone in 5 minutes: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"

Monday, September 13, 2010

Adding a new disk to a VMWare Virtual Machine in Linux

Adding a new disk to a VMWare Virtual Machine in Linux

Tuesday, August 17, 2010



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On August 17, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

Minutes down the drain
Plumbing done for so fleeting gain
Uptime, blood rush
Head thick, throbbing body engorged.

Seconds, minutes, time stands still
Swimming in pink juicy tides
Settled between twin peaks
Rocked to and fro within giant waves.

Gold services, gold member, underhand passes
Out of the way stops,
Romps, bumps and grinds
False road to utopia.

Taste the forbidden
Fireworks in the wind
Culmination of messages sent and received.

Those left behind to pick up the pieces,
Clinging on to dreams long lost
Misery filled
No impaling, no thrusting.

Moaners and groaners
Through and through
No winners, only losers
In this game of deceit.

Between Tangled Lines


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Make rules ,
That bind
In the night prowls
Those that sail with the wind.

Careful what you wish for
Thoughts buzzing within
Not right in  the within
Drifting, moving with the flow.

The burning man comes
Thriving in pain
Destruction his middle name
Living it up, living a lie.

Careful what you wish for
Just might get it
Not right always
Sometimes wrong.

Howls in the night
Hoots in response
Call to arms
Rise and fall.

Careful what you call for
Rising from quagmire of silt
Fangs, bangs, snaps
Angling for bared throat.

Backplanes and side planes
You make no sense of this
Read between, look within
Deep lean lines.

Careful what you wish for
Ignore misunderstood machinations
Look between the lines always
See the big picture.

Fish against fish
Blind leading the blind
The one-eyed is the king
Deep pits before narrow paths.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

How the French police deal with women, and children

This is a video showing how the French police deal with women and children. One of these women looked pregnant....

Evacuation de familles sans logement à la Courneuve
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Thursday, July 22, 2010

Sedlec Ossuary

Picked up John Connolly's Black Angel the other day. Must confess it made for very interesting reading. There was quite a lot mentioned about the Ossuary in Sedlec, Prague (an ossuary is used for the storage of human bones). Pictures below:

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Monday, July 12, 2010

under our noses



under our noses

On July 12, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

jaw-jaw with the grim one
a grim grin in return
your time is not now
neither is it nigh

bounce, bounce, bounce
bumping, grinding
gyrating in flight of terror?
nay, fantasy!

had a chat with the man
from the DC
spoke about hidden obsessions
different ideas, cynical rants.

did it because i could
remorseless, no regrets
chest beating, will do again if i could
feel me, fear me!

bounce, bounce, bounce..
bumping, grinding
gyrating, grating

a yacht, a trip
a holiday, pleasure myself
black gold gushing
heartless response.

livelihood lost
robots work away
caps failing.

happens in the delta,
south of the niger all the time,
of no import, death has no meaning here
in the delta nobody cares, nobody fights the cause.

bounce, bounce, bounce
cynical wink from the grim one
my arms are wide open
come in all who are lost.

a chevron, a beepee,
total, final elfins
all caught up, rubbished
in corruption..



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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Poor dude…wanted to run around naked..had to settle for this



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Friday, June 25, 2010

Echoes of Despair




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On June 25, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

everything ends
someday, somehow
soon, maybe
who cares, who dares?

who shares, the scares
the hurts, that lie
deep within inner sanctum
shaken, stirred, trials?

so there, he goes
a walk, the wild
a bride, so young
so scared, deep mess?

so what's to do
in the here, the now
there, where, anywhere
to be with you.



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Sunday, June 6, 2010

Where Love Has Gone



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Where Love has gone – A short story by Stani

On June 6, 2010 © Stani. All rights reserved

I remember vividly the day I received the news. It started out like any other and now i think back on it, I still get goose-bumps all over my body. I never could get my head round it all and I believe I will go to my grave still trying to figure it out. I suppose it makes sense if I start from the beginning, the days before the news and take you through, all the way to the end.

People always said Flora and I would end up as man and wife, our destiny was that predictable. We hit it off right from when we met in junior infants. Well, to be honest, i was the one who ‘hit it off’ initially. To my young mind, I had finally set eyes on an angel, albeit a rude one, for Flora could not stand me initially. She thought I was a pesky little brat and she said as much to me whenever she could.

I persevered though, and I gradually won her around. I still remember the first time she kissed me in second class, after I gave a wonderful account of myself in Mrs. O'Dea's play. Okay, okay, it was not really a kiss, just a peck on the cheek, but to my wildly imaginative and over-active mind, it was a kiss and nobody was going to take that away from me.

So we progressed on in life, having great fun, enjoying each other’s company and before we knew it, it was time for college. It was not such a big deal anyway, she was going to Trinity and I would be just around the corner, so to say, in UCD, so we could always arrange to meet for drinks and lunches. We also went for walks as well, it was all very well and nice.

We were both in final  weeks in college when she got pregnant and we decided to move in together. It was a plan that was a long time coming. I had being begging for over two years that we deserved to live together and probably start a family but she was of the opinion that we needed to be financially balanced to do all that. Well the pregnancy took care of that.

We both got good jobs, but all that euphoria and happiness was dashed when she miscarried and she never really got over that. She could never forgive herself for what she thought was failure on her part to take better care of the baby. She threw herself into her job and no matter what I tried we could never make another baby.  We continued to love each other though.

Three weeks ago, she had to go to Cork to see her parents. She had not seen them for sometime. I was supposed to take her but somehow, a last-minute deadline at work that had to be met, meant that i could not go. She got to Cork safely and she called me to say she was going to spend the weekend. On Monday, I took the last few hours off work. i got home around 4:00pm. She had called to say she was on her way home and I wanted to make something real nice for her.

When I got home, I took a shower and while i was drying myself up, i got a big scare when I raised my head up and there she was standing right in front of me!

“Oh! Dammit, Flora, you scared the hell out of me!”

She laughed, '’Thought I’d surprise you baby'.’

I hugged her and told her how much I missed her. I said, ‘I did not hear you drive in though?’

‘I left the car at the mechanic’s, some funny noise I thought they should look at. Hey! Forget about all that. What do you think about taking some days off work? I already arranged with my office. I was thinking we should work on making that baby we both want so much! What do you think?’

i was speechless for a little while, but I agreed and called my office immediately. I presented something about some family issue i had to take care of and my manager was okay with me taking about five days off!

Suffice it to say, those were the most beautiful, wonderful, exhilarating days we ever spent together. Just loving ourselves, giving and taking. It did occur to me that we should have at least kept the phone on-hook, but Flora was adamant about our spending quality time together after such a long time of being apart emotionally. She did not want any phone calls coming in, no TV, nothing. I was enjoying myself so much and I thought nothing of it.

I was due to go in to work on Monday. On Sunday we talked about stuff, just lazed around in bed drinking ourselves in. We talked about everything and anything.

She said, ‘If you died tomorrow, I would always love you and I would never get you out of that special place in my heart’

I was a bit taken aback by that and I told her I would always love her and even if she died I would go on loving her. i held her, oh, I held her to me and she started crying. i asked why she was crying, she said, ‘I just love you so much, babes, I really do, and never having to hold you again will kill me and I don’t know if I could ever take that.’ I whispered endearments in her ears and and told her not to worry, I was not going anywhere. We made love, sweet love and she promised me that baby again.

At that point, the bell rang. She asked me not to go. I said, ‘Honey, I gat to get the door, it might be important.’ She looked so sad, she looked at me so longingly and I almost didn’t go, but I had to. I went to the door, peeped out the keyhole and some a couple of Gards outside. i yelled to her, ‘Honey, it’s the gards, be with you in a moment.

I opened the door.

‘Hi’, I said, ‘How can I help you guys?’

The female garda introduced herself to me, ‘Garda O’Loughlin and Garda Mooney. Was wondering if we could have a few words with you?’

‘What’s it about?’ I asked

‘We are sorry to have to tell you this, but your wife has being involved in an accident and we would like you to…….’

That’s as far as they got  before I lashed out and asked if this was some sort of sick joke? How could my wife be involved in an accident when we have being cooped up all weekend together?

‘Look my wife is inside right now, and this cannot be possible. I mean, we have being together all week long. When did this accident  happen?’

‘From what we can gather, the accident happened on Monday morning. Seems her car flew off the road. It has only just being discovered because it happened on a lonely stretch of the Cork road and some farmers only reported this today.’

I laughed, ‘But my wife is inside. her car has being at the mechanic’s since Monday, so you must have the wrong address. Hold on let me get Flora.’

i asked them in. I went into the bedroom to get Flora…….she was nowhere! I couldn’t find her, not in the bathroom, kitchen or any place. I was like a mad man, I was in a frenzy! How could this be?

‘Sir, we are going to have to ask you to come with us to identify the body. Would you like us to call an ambulance?’

I refused the ambulance and went with them to the morgue and there she was, my sweet, sweet Flora, dead as dead can be! I couldn't understand it. Who did I spend the past week with?

I woke up later in a room at the hospital. Apparently, I fainted after identifying my wife. I woke up to see her parents and my parents at my bedside. Grief-stricken though her parents were, they could not accommodate the thought of losing me also.

We buried her a few days later. I still shudder when I think about all that happened. Was it really Flora I spent those days with? Was it just a piece of her that did not want to let go? I don’t know, and I don’t know if I will ever know. I cry myself to sleep every night. i pray and i beg for her to come back, even if she is a ghost I don’t mind.

She has not answered me yet. Maybe she has crossed over? I hope not, i hope she is still around. Maybe she can even come and take me with her? That would be a blast, our love continuing on the other side. So many questions, so few answers, no answers at all. I am still waiting though, hopefully, i won’t wait in vain.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

lake of blood


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lake of blood
cover of darkness
slide, glide, slime
innocents cry, whine, die.

God's people come
with fire and brimstone
hatred the reward for love
everybody is God's people.

What god do you serve?
a god without love?
a god in need of blood?
spill, spill, spill!

analyze, try to comprehend
falseness spread from times past
truth slowly coming to light
now we see you for what you are?

war-mongers! true infidels!
mephitic hearts, cold, implacable


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Sunday, April 25, 2010


This one is for your ATTENTION all ladies!!!!




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Dear Wife / Sweetheart / Girlfriend / Partner / Whomever it may concern, 

1. Between 11 June and 11 July 2010, you should read the sports section of the newspaper so that you are aware of what is going on regarding the South African World Cup, and that way you will be able to join in the conversations. If you fail to do this, then you will be looked at in a bad way, or you will be totally ignored. DO NOT complain about not receiving any attention.

2. During the World Cup, the television is mine, at all times, without any exceptions. If you even take a glimpse of the remote control, you will lose it (your eye).

3. If you have to pass by in front of the TV during a game, I don’t mind, as long as you do it crawling on the floor and without distracting me.

4. During the games I will be blind, deaf and mute, unless I require a refill of my drink or something to eat. You are out of your mind if you expect me to listen to you, open the door, answer the telephone, or pick up the baby that just fell on the floor….It won’t happen.

5. It would be a good idea for you to keep at least 2 six packs in the fridge at all times, as well as plenty of things to nibble on (excluding your body parts), and please do not make any funny faces to my friends when they come over to watch the games. In return, you will be allowed to use the TV between 12am and 6am, unless they replay a good game that I missed during the day.

6. Please, please, please!! If you see me upset because one of my teams is losing, DO NOT say “get over it, it’s only a game”, or “don’t worry, they’ll win next time “. If you say these things, you will only make me angrier and I will love you less. Remember, you will never ever know more about football than me and your so called “words of encouragement” will only lead to a break up or divorce.

7. You are welcome to sit with me to watch one game and you can talk to me during halftime but only when the commercials are on, and only if the half time score is pleasing me. In addition, please note I am saying “one” game; hence do not use the World Cup as a nice cheesy excuse to “spend time together”.

8. The replays of the goals are very important. I don’t care if I have seen them or I haven’t seen them, I want to see them again, Many times.

9. Tell your friends NOT to have any babies, or any other child related parties or gatherings that requires my attendance because:

a ) I will not go,
b ) I will not go, and
c) I will not go.

10. But, if a friend of mine invites us to his house on a Sunday to watch a game, we will be there in a flash.

11. The daily World Cup highlights show on TV every night is just as important as the games themselves. Do not even think about saying “but you have already seen this…why don’t you change the channel to something we can all watch?” because, the reply will be, “Refer to Rule #2 of this list”.

12. And finally, please save your expressions such as “Thank God the World Cup is only every 4 years”. I am immune to these words, because before and after this comes the Champions League, Premier League, Italian League, Spanish League, KPL, FA Cup, Euro Cup, etc.


By the way if you get stuck on the road call the Police or AA.

Thank you for your co-operation.

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