Notwithstanding that, it is my pleasure to welcome you here. As a South Sudanese and a Canadian, I have included works that reflect my experiences in these two culturally different worlds.
I have been a war-child, a child on constant move, and a child searching for answers. It's my hope that you'll be inspired to frisk or grope for your own answers whenever possible.
Ideas are all around us. They don't have to be good ideas, but they have to
teach one into being good.
We will have to accept some Thomistic abstract here. There are times one has to be careful as to what one has to say, however, there are
times when care in one's utterance
becomes and obstacle to one's self-appreciation. What do we do then in such a
situation? We will have to go with Aristotelian moderation, hard and idealistic
as it may be.
We will have to accept some Thomistic abstract here. There are times one has to be careful as to what one has to say, however, there are
times when care in one's utterance
becomes and obstacle to one's self-appreciation. What do we do then in such a
situation? We will have to go with Aristotelian moderation, hard and idealistic
as it may be. As people who'd been exposed to the indignities and dehumanizing effects of war, appreciating ourselves in the abstract seems strange and curious. But still, the desire is overwhelming if not imperious.
At times, this abstract start up will be mocked and played down by the learned in an attempt to protect their enclaves. This is always the start of something monstrously extraordinary. If the force of such undesired signifance exerts itself in a manner that can't be igored, then it is looked at with: "I knew they had that in them."
Audacity and persistence are never frustrated if taken with the required virtue of humility and the old time cliche of helping the world.
South Sudan has emerged from the dust and blood of fifty years of paralyzing monstrous civil war. To appreciate the beauty South Sudan is is to present the serene Southern echo of weaver bird in a peotic elegance, to present the majesty of the Nile with prescient and hypnotic prose. SHOOK BE POOR YOU!!!
When will I Be Me
The railyway is rigid
But the train bends,
Planes fly but they
Aren't birds.
I'm human, yet I'm not!
(From Trifles, Kuir Garang, p.18)
Enjoy!! Enjoy!! Enjoy!!Enjoy!!