FOR DANCE LOVERS

You know I have great respect for people who are good at their craft (well now you do!) like really good in an original genius way not karaoke ish. I was an okay dancer myself but I never made a dime from it, thanks to all you herRaz! I try to keep tabs on the biggest talent shows in the world to look out for that diamond in the rough; most times I pick the winner from the auditions and I usually get it right. I didn't give BGT to Tokio Meyers but he was by far the stand out act. I did not give X Factor to Matt Terry and no wonder Syco did not sign him.

Anyhow, there's been this dance show which ended like a month back; World of Dance produced by the ageless Jennifer Lopez. Derek Hough was the out and out dancer on the panel but we can concede that JLo and Neyo have done their share of choreo in music. The show attracted some of the biggest names across different dance genres in the world; Kinjas, Jabba Wokeez, Super Crew etc. From the start, I knew Les Twins would win.

These French 26ish twins (too lazy to google) had that sort of fascinating story. They walked at 5 months (mbu), danced before they could talk and have never had any formal dance training. They couldn't speak much English until they met Beyonce a few years ago. They've toured with big names in the business and this would probably be their American break. Or it would be their first million dollars not francs. 

Their routines were not the cleanest, (you can't beat kinjas on synchronization) they did not do the biggest tricks like high flying super crew nor were they sick contortionists like Eva Igo. With a broken leg, they beat arguably the biggest ballroom duo in the competition. How do you score a perfect mark from one of the judges and still lose to an injured act? People think that the show was rigged, maybe the fact that JLo has twins helped; maybe the categories too. Would they have beaten Kinjas or Jabba Wokeez in a face off early in the competition?

Without Korean group Just Jerk in AGT final, I would only think of Light Balance and Merrick Hanna deserving of any silverware. Merrick is too young and has a lot to learn but is on the way there and does a stellar job without hiding behind complex production. A stripped back skit by a robotic genius. Anyway, that show is a puddles pity party this year but Cowell's gotta do what Cowell's gotta do. 

I am not sure who benefits most from the French Montana / Ghetto kids project. I am told the song is wack (but I don't listen to his music anyway so I wouldn't know); I know ghetto kids are great dancers and probably played part in the Eddy Kenzo legacy. I know he is no longer in the Ghetto, neither is our good Honourable (you know who) but hope the kids are in GEMS Cambridge and staying somewhere in Muyenga too. Otherwise, Montana might be cashing into the same thing we sell: identify with ghettos in music videos and live in Bugolobi in real life. I haven't done much research but I know that Kampala is not just Katwe and something need not be in Mwaara to be African. 

Les Twins have the sort of chemistry that no one else in the business has. Give me an act that has danced together since before they were born. They have original choreo which need not be super clean or textbook but it fits right and tells a story. Whoever is in charge made sure the story ended the way it should have. Les Twins are the dance fairly tale, we do not need to spoil such happy endings. Maybe I have a third eye for such things, maybe they were in their lane; maybe it is not all about hard work, maybe there is such a thing as purpose in life.

Wenger (OUT) badly needs some three points Today against Bournemouth. Hope this French kick inspires him to show some teeth. He's definitely not on a fairly tale roll but this is a dance post so we won't ask him to leave the stage. All good dancers leave at some point, the best leave with a trophy; that's my bit about Les Twins.

TO THOSE CRITICIZING THE REMNANTS FOR HONORING PROPHET ELVIS MBONYE PART 2

FOOL'S PARADISE

Once upon a time, a rich man who was being tormented in the afterlife asked for the Lord to send a "poor" man Lazarus from Abraham's bosom to preach to the rich man's folk on earth. The good Lord's answer was simple, "they have Moses and the prophets, if they cannot listen to them, they will not listen to one who rises from the afterlife".

Aren't many rich, may be in study, information or actual wealth? Times change, technology, egos and information plummet but in reality, people are none the wiser. It is excellence in a fallen state, knowledge after the form of the tree of good and evil. Mankind is on the same old binary divide.

You are either bowing to the cross or wallowing in the folly of a debased mind. It is still a gospel understood by fishermen, shepherds and prostitutes where scholars, kings and priests swing swords and swipe daggers. It is washing in a dirty pool , muddied eyes, costly perfume and issues of blood. It is perishing with pride or being delivered in humility. Where is the honor in what?

Jesus will come again and some will miss him, again! Angels move among us but how many of us know a sublime state outside the bottle and the fig? You may be an expert doctor, engineer, lawyer; but you are a novice at something else. The folly is in trying to give an expert opinion at what you know nothing about. David's response to his brothers is one that continues to ring true, "can't I even speak?" We know how the story ends.

Most of us are familiar with the ins and outs of the apostate culture and have perhaps made its rumblings our very own identity. As such, there aren't many in the echelons of Christendom as we know it who are genuinely schooled in spirituals, much less the faithful born and raised in the veil of stained glass steeple. Thousands of years and we have not agreed which way to baptize people, the difference between a holy and holiday; and in whose name to pray! This ignorance is bliss we relish and are quick to rally behind.

A few have chosen the way of experience rather than argument. Moses, Solomon, Daniel, Paul and many more were at the top of the intellectual chain of their day but they encountered an experience which transcended the mortal deception in their brains.

We could debate you all day if we chose to. It is not the absence of eloquence but the eclipse of it. We do not share the frustration you do because we are not struggling to make a hashtag. Some people will debate the existence of God till they make their way into a corner office in the burning afterlife. You can save a few not by arguing them hoarse but by showing them the transcendent glory of the words of this life. Some will see it, some will not and that is just as well.

While we are at it, I would like you to challenge my experience, then perhaps I can entertain your argument. Ready when you are.

TO THOSE CRITICISING THE REMNANTS FOR HONORING PROPHET ELVIS MBONYE PART 1

NOW THAT WE HAVE YOUR ATTENTION!

It helps that you wailed because that makes the work of locating you less tedious. In silence, we could have given you the benefit of you know what but in the clamor and clutter of short circuited grey matter; here we find you. Here is the lie low like an "enverope" tirade. Anti, you asked "foreet"
Common sense is a bare minimum requirement in life and not the ultimate. If you still find your relevance in it, Oh how little the government or whoever it is that runs you life has helped. In the middle lies 50 shades of wisdom, knowledge and understanding. You would know if this trajectory did not send you thinking about Christian Grey! There is such a thing as extra sensory perception of things and only if you have graduated to that should you evoke any sensory connotations. You are not successful in anything under the sun until you have the backing of something supernatural, those who are will know! You play in Kakungulu cup but think you know how to run champions league, who is fooling who?

The things you identify with and pride in, name it and you will find that one of us on this side has been there, done that; we could match you pound for pound. We can parrot gullible, ignoramus better than you and complete with a pie-chart and PPT. Get over your intellectual high horse already because it counts for nought. We come blazing bazookas and atomic bombs and you pull out table knives and tea spoons, like seriously?

One for the Apologetics. "But one of His disciples, Judas Iscariot, who was going to betray Him, asked, “Why wasn’t this perfume sold for three hundred denarii and the money given to the poor?” Judas did not say this because he cared about the poor, but because he was a thief. As keeper of the money bag, he used to take from what was put into it.…" (wink wink)

One for the Pharisees. "So a second time they called for the man who had been blind and said, “Give glory to God! We know that this man is a sinner.” He answered, “Whether He is a sinner I do not know. There is one thing I do know: I was blind, but now I see!” “What did He do to you?” they asked. “How did He open your eyes?”. (In our case though, we have seen this man, we have heard him, we have touched him, we have been blessed by him and if there be a righteous man walking the gravel of this earth it is he) Shoot me.

Allow me to digress. Most chaps know nothing supernatural beyond the endless seasons of Game of "Throes" and Harry "Potty". Many people still debate whether Bruce should marry Caityln and they think they have an opinion on matters ether! There is a blanket, a black cloud over the minds of many; while they grope and grab around the dark walls of mortality, they crash and burn in the fires of illusion they have kindled in their wake. Us, we slay the bwengula and don't quote that stuff of "the sky is the limit". It is where we start, all the way to the third heaven (hope you can relate).
Babel fell under the weight of numbers, Sodom and Gomorrah were not short of cynical democracy, Babylon was a match for the civilizations of Today. First world election observers can't agree with a local Supreme Court on who stole what, it is mob cray son! Your fight little one, is ancient; like the pyramids baby! Your argument is frozen and solidly filled like the Rwenzori but it is going nowhere, it never did; it never will. It is a paper tiger that will die a natural death, too bad it will have your name etched on it. You should be worried that most people agree with you, few people worth the name hold their own beyond the chatter of the crowd.

As for us, we were not disobedient to the heavenly vision. Where we saw and heard a clear voice, your blocked ears heard thunderous noises and crickets; and your scaled eyes saw just shadows and floating debris. You are livid that we did not seek your opinion but that's misplaced eruption. We are alive to the fact that you do not have much substance to offer on this side of things and so we saved you the trouble. You surely know the story of Gideon and the 300.

Anywho, when you are done fighting a losing battle, you know where to find us. We'll be doing, uh you guessed it. Adios!

MY OPEN LETTER TO FRANK GASHUMBA

Your ref: TBA
Our ref: PEM/ Remrev/ 11/2017

02/11/2017

MAXIMUM SECURITY CUSTODY
UPDF/ CMI/ UGANDA POLICE
REPUBLIC OF UGANDA
SUSPECT ENVELOPE
P.O BOX, KAMPALA

Attention: Mr. Frank Gashumba alias et al,

Dear Sir,
              RE: PROPHETIC SCIENCE 101; A PRO BONO MEMO

Your recent infamous arrest refers. Your personal life and going concerns notwithstanding, I wish to bring your attention to the possible land mines and boobytraps you may have moonwalked on in the recent past. The Africans say that you should not test the depth of a river with both feet. If you had kept this in mind, it is fair to say that you would still be on the airwaves, shouting; “Togyikwatako”.
I was not aware of your kwegezamu antics until my good brother Prophet Michael Kiganda called you to order. How baptismal was the moniker, “Gafere”? The real metaphor of this puzzle is that you initiated the concept of INVESTIGATIONS! How convenient?

Despite the endless debates on whether you live in a democratic republic or not, you know well enough that there is a silent albeit overt rule on hierarchy in the real execution of duties. For example, you may abuse the leaders in this country all you want but you would not want to touch the person of the President. There is a Bermuda Triangle in that Constitution called the Fountain of honour. Maybe His Excellency evokes this trump card only in the gravest of circumstances. Yet, I submit to you that however incredible this appears, it still operates in a menial glory.

I am sure you can afford a good lawyer so I will not self-instruct. I will not delve into your options on burden of proof, res gestae, admissibility of evidence and the like. There’s however something I am sure your counsel will not have the scope or context to advise. Consider this my pro bono memo in Prophetic Science 101.

There is an extraterrestrial glory hovering over the affairs of man. To your defense, the prevailing ecclesiastical polity has not done enough to orient the wanainchi into these phenomena. They have not really gone beyond the rhyme of the Beatitudes and the Sermon on the Mount. Some however, have the good sense not to blaspheme celestial beings. This is where, you sir are considerably wanting. The Banyankitara have a saying, “Abatazimanya bazotsy’ emihaako”. I am sure you have enough linguistic filaments to decode this proverb. In the realm you tampered with, the real togyikwatako is Article 1 Chronicles 16:22. When that article is in play, be very careful my friend. A seasoned warrior is killed by stick and stone just because he bears the mark, “uncircumcised philistine”. Entire armies are drowned in seas and others flee at the sound of an illusion. You clearly thought all this stuff a fable until it showed you its nightmarish attributes.

You threw a cold piece of salad and it was served you sizzling like Chinese chicken. You may be a first born of this wrath but there’s no telling who might be next. It is not too late for you but it could get worse. Trust me when I say, there’s a lot more where that came from. I enjoyed my classes on the Canadian prairies, Manitoba and Saskatchewan and I would hate to see the empire of Jacques Cartier come tumbling down like Humpty Dumpty. “We speak to those down here, so that even those above there can hear”. I directly translated this for you, kind Sir.

Let us all be civil, yah! And please know which articles you should mess with and those you should not even allow in your dreams.

Yours sincerely,
Yours Truly,

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