The Nuk The Life

 Lets go friends, families and other ambassadors.

Lets go jump on a ship, with all our shipwreck thoughts.

Our internal wills to survive. 

Fight a few battles. 

We will be successfull  seafarers deserve the right of passage through the no mans land fighting the battles of the ocean. 

When we decide where we would like to Pillage for a village. We will anchor our boat, ship, tin can, bottle and our plastic wastes push them out into the land. Arrise my minions, clean up the beaches now!!

Thats how we know we have been successfull in the pillage for village.

Well done peoples.


Arise!! Not Allrise, your honour guilty plea.

We are an amazing blessing. We have done so well at heeding the words the GOSPEL.


Cherish the gospel of Jesus Christ. 

Great work industries, governments, factories and mass production race to the end.

The world is now an oblique pigmant of ones imagination.

Establishments only to skunk the small people doing great things often very well enough to start something and never have it finished.

Continue to pillage for a village. 

Where art thou shall roam.

The freedom is yours.  Grasp it. Like a stallion! No references there!! 

GOD said let there be light.And he was right!

You didnt have to steal others peoples light to make light work ligher. You freed yourself of the manipulation fertilation generation!


Welldone! No minions here!

NO NO NO!! The answer you shall seek, its in the words No! No! No'

Just start with the pillage for a village. Thats is wayy more satisfying. 


Paying your dues when your dues are due.


Pillage for a village is waaaaaaay beeeetter!!!

Then ever insitinh " I own everything" 


Thats lame, shame and blame!



Get a better life. Not the nuk life!!!


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