30th

30th October: he was born.

"He's coming".

It was a Thursday morning. October 30th 1997 in Minna. The wind blew harder than was expected,
considering the weather of the past 29 days. The forecasts predicted a warm morning with a lot of sunlight in
 the afternoon, but it was not even close. By 7:00am, that was already obvious.

Sinistar: rise of Underground (short story)

Here's the short story I promised yesterday.

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Sinistar #1: petty scam

Two boys were seen in a fairly busy junction, behind a parked car. They were having a discussion.

"What if we get caught?" Said the less confident one.

"Trust me, this'll work" It was probably this one's idea.

"This road is as busy as people are impatient". Said the sharp-looking guy in a polo shirt.

The wake #10:eclipse (finale)

The wake #10: eclipse

As Blimey regained his consciousness, he saw two people standing over him. Waiting for him to wake up.

"Nice to finally meet you". Netsa (A.K.A Darkshadow) started the conversation.

"I wouldn't say the same", Blimey replied.

"I can't argue with that, son"

"Don't call me that you villain!" Blimey spat. The eyes he looked at him with, Netsa could only be glad he was tied up.

"Now why would you call me that? I may look like... This" Netsa said, referring to his face. "But on the inside, I'm a good person. You'll see"

Encounter with myself

This may or may not be a true story.

Artwork by ViKing

A story of how I met "myself"

The wake #9: awakened

And here is the ninth.

The wake #9: awakened

"Arghhh". Blimey screamed like he was being crucified. It was like he had lost control of himself. He was walking aimlessly and bashing himself into things. And everything was blurred. His sight was just like the noise displayed on a TV screen when there's no signal.

There was a lone slow minion left behind and he (or it) was coming to catch up with the rest.

The minion kept coming, and Blimey kept rampaging. And then they met.

Blimey bashed the minion with force. They both fell to the ground.

Blimey's arm became normal again, and somehow, the person he bashed into was himself again.

He looked like a "garage boy", but he was probably a student. He yawned. Then stretched. All Blimey could say was " Hm".

The wake #8: Darkshadow

The 8th installment.

The wake #8: Darkshadow

The horde came at them like a group of hungry tigers hustling for meat. The looks on their faces was weird. Their eyes were red and looked like they were going to pop out, and most of them had their teeth out wide open. What made it even more scary was the fact that they were actually real humans before. While Smiles was making we're going to die jokes and Yusuf was just quietly considering his life so far, Blimey was thinking... And he just got an idea.

the wake #7: horde

I've finished writing "the wake", and it feels good. After this, there are three more, which I'll publish here:
wake #8: Darkshadow
wake #9: Awakened
wake #10: eclipse

Don't miss any of it. And if you've not been reading at all, please start from the beginning. Its easy to find, in the sidebar.

The wake #7: horde

In the underground facility where most of his operations were done, Netsa was supervising his henchmen and making sure everything went as planned. Then Seb came to him.

"Hey man. How's it going?"

"Why don't you go straight to the point? Its about my sleep isn't it?"

"Sorry. I wanted to ask the general question first". Seb said.

"Well, since that dream interrupted my planned two hour streak, I've been me since".

"Why is it that every time you get a taste of sleep, that dream comes up?"

"Can you even call it a dream? I can't even call that sleep. My eyes were just closed and I remembered"

"Netsa, don't worry. Were getting close".

"Oh, really? And have you found a match?"

the wake #6: Revelations 2

The wake #6: Revelations 2

Jonah Narigi sent his 8 year old son to sleep one night. As usual, he read him a story. Netsa didn't like sleeping early and it was the stories that made him sleep. This one was about the adventures of Terman.

"You don't want to be late to school, Netsa do you?". Jonah asked casually.

Netsa shook his head in response.

"Because Terman won't be there to explain to Mr. Gideon". They both laughed softly. The look in his eyes reminded Netsa how much his father cared for him.

Jonah covered up his son, turned of the lights and left.

 In the cold night of Jos, Netsa woke up in the midnight, frightened. He felt a sharp pain in his hand. It felt like it had suddenly been dipped in hot water. He screamed out loud. His father heard him and rushed to his room to check on him.

"Netsa, what's going on?"

"Baba". As most kids in town called their dads. "My hand hurts. It hurts so much".

"Okay, let's get you some help.."

"Make it stop! It hurts. It burns". Netsa screamed.

"Netsa, look at me. Look at me. You're going to be alright"..

the wake #5: Revelations 1

First of all, I'm back from online recess. I'm done with exams. And now I'll complete the wake for good. The course of the story is about to change majorly. Cant wait to finish it and work on my new idea ;-).

The Wake #5: Revelations 1

The fifth chapter. If you havent been reading, I recommend you do so from 1, 2, 3 and 4

"Is he ever going to wake up?"

"Eventually.. I mean, his heart still beats right?"

Blimey and Smiles were waiting for him to wake up. It was already 5:00pm and he wasn't showing any sign.

"This could be serious. Maybe we should take him to a hospital" blimey said.

"Oh yeah, ambulance, we saw this guy on the street, knocked him out, hid him in our house for 10 hours.

The police would reward us"

"OK. I see your point. But what do we do?"

"Don't worry. He's fine. I took health science classes once"

"Smiles, what are you doing with a baton?".

The wake #4: rise and shine

The fourth in 'the Wake' series of short stories. If you haven't read the previous ones, I recommend you do do here1 here2 and here3 

The Wake #4: Rise and shine

It was 7:00 am in a remote area some would call a ghetto.

The brightness of the morning light was blinding as Sublime Mist opened his eyes. It could be likened to the 

blindness of a baby during the first days of arrival. Blimey couldn't see for a while. When he started picturing 

the world around slowly, his memories came back and he started to realize that it all didn't make sense. He 

couldn't be here. He knew he had a terrible dream but what about before? He surely didn't park his bike in the 

middle of the road and sleep on the floor.

 He stood up and started to observe his surroundings and the situation.

the Wake #3: Nightmare

This is the third in the series of short stories. If you haven't read 1 and 2, I recommend you do so here 1 or here 2 before proceeding.











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"Welcome to Nightmare Tournament!". The show presenter, looking down to the participants, in the stadium-like arena said with enthusiasm.
"You have been chosen for this contest. Please note that it is not personal. Participants were chosen at random".
"Yeah, right". Said the guy in the middle of the arena. He basically just fell asleep in his room moments ago.
"You are in a joint dream session. No time to explain all that. Just know that everyone here is real".
There was noise everywhere, people wondering what was going on.

I don't know how I started writing poetry. It might not be that bad after all.

Multiple personality disorder

Oh boy, what have you done? Why did you do it?

I don’t know. It wasn’t me. It’s like someone pushed me to it

I can’t explain. It’s like I lost control.

It’s like my own mind has a mind of its own

I can tell, there’s someone else inside

Doing things I would never have done

Who is it? Who is this other person?

Does it mean he and I share one mind?

The Wake: #2

This is the sequel to a story I posted last week. herheree. If you haven't read it, I strongly recommend you do before proceeding...
the Wake: hash 2
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6:30 am, outside the apartment, two friends struggle to get to a cab. One, less weak than the other, is helping him stay on two feet...
"Don't worry, man, you won't fail. You're smart". Smiles said to Blimey.
"Not like this, I cant even add... I cant even think of what I can't add". Said Blimey.
"I still don't get why we're still weak".
"*sigh* and we just had times 10 coffee configuration".
"Coffee? I added a little 'extra'. I thought you'd notice".
"The extra?". Blimey asked, surprised.
"mm hmm".
"Why?"
"I wanted to help. You have a test tod..."
"I didn't ask for the extra! I don't do drugs. And I have a test? Smart move. We'll get checked".
"Chillax, man it's not detectable. And it's not technically a drug."

World sleep day

Tomorrow, or today, March 13th will be or is, the World Sleep Day. It's normally the friday of the second week of march. It is a day to chill out and sleep, and that's what I'll be doing this night and the next. At least, I'll try. This day is for everyone to remember the importance of sleep and the consequences of lack of sleep. I will (try to) sleep by 10pm and wake up in the morning. If I wake up in the midnight with no sign of sleep, I'll just write. Sometimes, you just cant fight it. That's what I'll do if I'm awake during 'sleeping hours' from now on... Is it just me or is this World sleep day really contagious? I mean, I'm really sleepy. This doesn't normally happen at this time. I guess I'm catching the drift huh?
By the way, 'the Wake' is still coming back this Saturday.. And I can't wait..
Off to bed. TGIF..

Photo talk show.

Tonight, I'm going to 'review' some pictures. I'm really not in top writing mode so I just surfed and found these mind blowing pictures (who's kidding? Some are just bizarre).

First, we have Captain Mindbomb

Really, you guys should try meditation. The results could be really mind blowing. He's really getting his game on. He's on fire. But really, I heard it works. Not like in the pic of course lol, but it does.
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Next up, is this picture. You'll be surprised to know what it is.

Overdrag

Overdrag... phh.. Does anyone else here get overdrag?. I mean who in the world doesn't hate overdrag?
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Okay let's clear things up. Overdrag: you know when you sleep really late and wake up really early then you have excess sleep debt. Especially when you didn't have an afternoon nap. That effect you get that disturbs your head and haunts you all day, that's overdrag (that's what I call it.. It's not an actual word).
   I had overdrag today. And it was really really unpleasant. I couldn't even take a nap. It's like... Steve Rodgers punched you in the face and deeps your head in pure ice. I guess that's side effect #1.0 'The Overdrag effect'. I guess the best solution is take a nap.. And try to sleep early when you know you'll have to wake up early.
  I guess that's just the way it is..
Happy Wake..
Ali out...

Bed time story: the Wake

Tonight, I'm telling a story. Its not too long anyway so read on..
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Blimey was lost in thoughts, he couldn't just sleep, and he was to have this big life-defining test the next day. It was past 2am and he really needed to catch some sleep so he wouldn't, you know, doze off during the test.
Different scenarios of how the test could go kept scrolling and swirling through his mind. It was driving him nuts. He wanted to call Smiles, his friend next door who advised him to take sleeping pills and offered him some.
    Just when he picked up his phone to call Smiles, he heard something..
"Hey". He said, unsure why he would think there was someone.
Then he heard it again, this time sure there was someone else in the room.
"I know you're there".

Can't wait

I'm posting a short story tonight and I cant wait! I've already decided It'll be at midnight but can I really wait? The story has a lot of 'Wake' in it
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It's tagged Bedtime story: the Wake

Will I be able to resist temptation and wait till 12am?

Insoman

Yesterday and today, I got inspired by two friends. Raks told me yesterday that insomnia is a superpower when you use it well. Like, you can do things when others are asleep. Its an advantage and all.

Mohdu told me he knows someone also 'suffering' from insomnia and will love my blog. Guess what I told him. 'Suffering, really? P.. please..  Its a super power. I'm insoman.Yes. That's the origin.

Of the man that stays awake when you're in dreamland.
He's like a guardian, watching over the rest of us
his eyes, never closing, never blinking
for if he blinks, who can tell what will happen

Who can tell?
what if his memories are taken away
who can tell?
what if wakes up and doesn't know what to say
what if he wakes up and his inspiration is gone
what left would he have to do?

So he doesn't sleep
he is..
 the Insoman

No sleep in sight

Happy Wake guys. Whats going on? So here's the deal. I'm just writing spontaneously. No looking back. Less editing.

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So tonight, I was on facebook, got inspired by a friend, skyped, surfed the web, etc. But inevitably, everyone eventually goes to sleep. The humans, I mean. So here I am. Alone with my thoughts. Not alone, actually, since insomniacs are out there.

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What do you do when people go to sleep
and you're just sitting there, accepting that you're different
Why not use your time for something else, something deep
Its better than lying there, staring at nothing
or searching the web for something that isn't on it
these are just random thoughts by the way
I say this blog has come to stay

Whatever. I'm just using my time..

Happy Wake!..

CANT SLEEP.. Sometimes, it feels just like this (pic above)

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Here's a little poem for the night.

I'm wide awake. Its 12 am
thoughts scramble through my mind like a town in mayhem
I just lie there staring like an owl
as my day's life flashes before me

I cant sleep, cant sleep
whats all the noise about
I cant sleep, cant sleep
someone come and knock me out

I have insomnia
its the truth, I'm not being negative
I have insomnia
inject me with a sedative

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And that's my first poem ever. First I've written in my life. Today, just now.

Good night, people..

This will drive you crazy

 

 You can try staring at this image tonight if you cant get to sleep. It might help. Or it might drive you crazy (lol). Cant wait for my first insomn post tonight 11pm. I'm coming (whats this guy saying).