Mirror Man
A Life of Entropy
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CHAINS ON PARADISE LOST(FAR AWAY ANOTHER UNIVESE) When Charles was like a father and a lover and a friend I was so young and so affected by royalty like him. I met the Queen and Prince Phillip and others of high stature then too, like Lord Snowden. I was 'the belle of the ball' at lavish nights at the Palace dancing with everyone there under crystal chandeliers and with the clinking of champagne glasses between the guests. Nights were starry and full of sight in my eyes of wonder of the great big world. I saw the Taj Mahal, the Eiffel Tower, the Pyramids including the tomb of Tutankamen and the major cities of Europe too, like Brussels and Lisbon, Antwerp and Amsterdam. It was so rich a life for a young British boy from Africa to be so wrapped up in. I went to polo matches to watch Charles on horseback,(he wasn't very good!!) and to the races or to Windsor Casstle to play among the ruins of ancient civilizations' artificacts all gathered there within so huge a room after another that it was spectacular to me and beyond all my dreams of kings and knights of old. At government house in Nigeria my mother bought me a plastic suir of armour to wear along with a sword.She knew the Queen too as did my dad from Nigeria. Charles was like a movie star to me for a starlet infatuated. He was so much a part of me I would read his letters and memorize the lines and then kiss his name signed at the bottom along with the royal stamp of England. At the zoo he would put me on his shoulders to watch the peacocks and the giraffes in London and I felt him underneath me feeling like a giant to a boy of 8 years old. On the beach at Tawkwa Bay I sat beside him and kissed him both in the beautiful African sun and the wide open blue and green ocean outstretched to the horizon where I could even see the slow undulation of the waves so many miles away that told of deep dark churning waters in a deep dark sea. On rainy days we stayed inside government house and read books to each other or played dominoes or just sat and I would talk to him wide eyed as I was as a boy in front of such a huge figurehead as he. He often bouught me presents and treats from England and my parents were very fond of the young lad who loved em so much for my uncommon love of humanity he witnessed everywhere in Africa and all over the world on his own accord. The day of my ninth birthday was so enamoured with such dazzling displays of balloons and things and during the afternoon the party was really going strong. He walked me lovingly down the garden path to where a brook ran by and sat down. He started to undress me becuse he really wanted to show his love to me and for me. I became afraid and anxious and told him I didn't want to. The rest of the story is known etehed on the technology of my soul I have borne since I came to Canada with my parents desperately afraid sight unseen of any love or anything even as close as what I had lost and was only abused for that loss as I still am being abused on the wards where my brother's heart beats in mine like a melon sometimes or an ache i can never ever get rid of.
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The book is a compilation of short vignettes describing certain seen observations from the point of view of one living in an unreal environment and unreal reality except for sometimes far too much of both. It tries to explain through a mental split of thinking the disorder of being black and white on a red and white flag which the flag of Nigeria was used to make a new flag for a young nation at peace. Some of the book is autobiographical and some more involved in detailed analysis of control by technology and the human animal Man. It may seem to be rather complex and hard to read but one must understand I wrote the book in a psychiatric hospital being brainwashed to get back on my feet again. It spans a life time of observation in the nation of Canada as seen through an african who is white blinded by so many mindsets about colour and race and origins. Leaving everything behind that was most precious in Africa I have had to live this nation s reality as my own sight seen or unseen often misplaced or taken for granted or isolated and or used and abused.
About the Author
I have lived under the control of a powerful dark force in the world having been given a gift for peace and freedom for all people by my father and a prime minister. Technology has played a substantial part in a dystopic world for me under brainwashed techniques and other forms of abuse including LSD without knowledge from ordinary people making me a victim of so many things including my blood from my ninth birthday on the flag of a free nation of Canada. I was born in Nigeria in 1953 close to the equator but have spent most of my life in a cold harsh climate relegated to me by my father and mother after the terrible consequences of my ninth birthday. I have not seen the world since I was a child when I saw alot of it with The Prince of Wales as a boyhood friend. For the last 40 years I have honoured my father and my mother mindless to the reality of a cruel impoverished life with so much potential for peace and the obstruction of justice and many victims lives I have known over the time I have been incarcerated in Canadian institutions often with no hope at all just the control over me by the government of Canada. Being from Africa the saddest reality is the rampant discrimination against my privlleged birthplace I had to abandon in danger to come to this new land of snow and cold and bigness. Every day is a circle of an eternity that belonged to me in my childhood coming around to meet itself at the end of each day with no beginning and no end to Time for most of my life. I have never had a proper home or a proper source for income. I am like the african child whose daily life is seemingly threatened by extinction in such utter abandonment and endangerment even though for all intents and purposes I am protected by the government of the nation. Most of the time, in fact all of the time since I was 13 I hardly or never knew my own huge importance or the power within me because no one ever showed me, not even my father or mother assuming all my life that I already knew a lot more than it seemed I really did to my younger brother also a part of the prime minister at the time s aquisition on the flag but who never even knew himself only that I was more important than he was. The rest of my life I hope to be able to document more readily my profound accomplishments through technology in the world and the progresss sight unseen that has grown and become a profit making market place as Canada is by me alone with nothing but too much of everything to not be abused by my own powers in hospitals for every reason under the sun that is not good or true as my heart really is as true as it could ever be deep down and also on the surface. I live in Kingston , Ontario where I have lived homeless or in hospital without a shred of personal hope giving myself to humanity without thinking much of hatred or jealousy for the last nearly 30 years. I am the focus of everything real and unreal in all the world since I came to Canada after my ninth birthday in1962.