Oh Chaldean Sea God, Loreley whispered. Bring him back to me.
She was counting on her favorite god, next to her favorite place, Rhine Sea.
Alas, the man she loved had run off with another – consummation not to be
So she threw herself into the depths. Turned into a German Nixie for eternity.
As a Nixie she could turn herself into a beautiful young woman or old hag.
She had so many powerful spells now, she saturated the ships that did lag.
Watch out for Lorelei, the siren, the captains cautioned their young men.
Knowing sex and sensuality transformed males time and time again.
In the depths of Sankt Goarshausen Loreley produced an echo clear.
She called to the hopes and dreams of the sailors as their ships got near.
Transmogrification and invisibility both at her prophetic finger tips.
She coaxed young sailors to their deaths, giving them a tiny taste of lips.
THE HARMATTAN
Prepare,prepare,O prepare
The white breeze is invading
The sun is winning the race
The rain is in coma
The dust is dancing and ringing its whistling alarm
Mothers covering their children with their Hijabs
Young ladies no longer enjoy the nunu trade
Shepherds and nomads leaving the northern game for the grasses are beginning to fade
Bring the Vaseline for anointing the lips
The war have began and the lips suffer the defeat
Children are now becoming white men
Their ebony dark skin fading
Their handsome black faces fading
Ladies carry lipstick like the Chaldean princess
But the battle must be fought for long without victory.
Lot of rivers flow through cracked channels of my humble mind
As I swim through my broken heart
I felt so disturbed and sad
Then I asked is love an illusion?
Roses glow right n front of me
As I stretch my hand to touch of her spotless flowers
The beauty dried right in front of me
Will I ever be in love I cried
As I journey throw my broken heart
Alas alas a bright Rose appears from afar
It's beauty like the Mediterranean silky milky linen
On the back of black Chaldean maidens of pure beauty
I saw her smile towards me as I cried
With my hands stretched out to grab are ebony long slender sweet hand
I woke from the sleep I fell into
Then I cried Ogechi it's not really fair
I guess u like being my fantasy
Numerical value of irreputable in Chaldean Numerology is 3.
Numerical value of irreputable in Pythagorean Numerology is 1.
In mathematics, the Pythagorean theorem, also known as Pythagoras' theorem, is a fundamental relation in Euclidean geometry among the three sides of a right triangle. This
states that the square of the hypotenuse (the side opposite
the right angle) is equal to the sum of the squares of the other two sides. A Sq = B Sq plus C Sq.
Square root of three (3) is George Washington's Birthday
which is 1.732.
Matter of perfection is irreputable;
As well as being highly irrefutable;
Way we want,
In each hunt,
That has become so very beautiful.
James Serioius Mysterious Horn