1) A Twist Of Role Reversal (From The Novel Stasis & Poreris) Poem by Otradom Pelogo

Niva, from the Ukraine, will probably be the most controversial young lady that I will have met, though channeled into a provocative conversation, and soothed with a warm and sensuous personality, and patience enough to see both sides of what she is fighting for; something you rarely find, something that I even seek in others, even world leaders. There is about a ten page piece below (in Songs From The Of The L.O.M.) that I have written of her, called Niva And Poreris that will somewhat paint an even more vivid picture of her.

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(excerpts from the novel Stasis & Poreris)
As he sits down, Erica gets up to his surprise and picks up a pool cue and begins to play. She breaks, and incredibly sinks a difficult shot, looks at him and smiles then misses the next, almost makes another and sinks the next shot as he amusingly realizes that she is somewhat mimicking the way he plays. She then walks over to the table, picks up the glass of beer, takes a sip and hands it back to him and continues playing. Moments later she comes back, takes a sip of beer; this time he realizes that she is now not only mimicking him, but playing the game of role reversal as he takes the glass from her hand and tries to decide whether to hold it or sit it on the table until she comes back. She looks back, though pretending not to smile and to see how he is reacting, but he has noticed the lady, tall and quite attractive, on the opposite side of the pool table leaning against the rail staring at him, and instead of pretending not to see her, he looks at her then looks at Erica who either is perturbed with him or truly the master of the game when she seems to be disappointed in finding him looking at another woman, least the latter is true and finds him looking at another man.

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Even though the door closes behind them and they are both secure from the hostile world outside that for reasons unknown to either of them, they discretely flee, though subliminally aware of each other's flight out of the dark and into a lamp-lit room that will, for at least a few minutes, be sanctuary. Now she is back to the role of a woman looking through a room to find out what type of man she is dealing with as he takes his luggage and opens it to put the laptop on the table; he wants to show her some of the things that he has done, which he thinks will somewhat finish breaking a light trance that is slowly fading away and simultaneously finding out where her interests lay as a Bob Marley tune begins to play on the computer now placed on the bed, along with a bottle of Hennessey that was brought up by his request before knowing how the evening would turn out while still in the club. She sits down on the bed while he finishes putting a few things away and afterwards taking out a couple of glasses. She asks him to order soda for the drinks, though he is wondering if she is now testing his level of cooperativeness that comes with a feeling of comfort; the game of cat and mouse will be played for the rest of the night with a twist of role reversal.

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As he finishes calling room service and begins to sit on side of her, he notices the soft brown dress that matches, for some reason, the silver earrings that are majestically dangling from the ears of Nephritides that he finds even more inviting than when he first noticed it when they were sitting down at the table and mysteriously reminding him of a picture that he drew several years earlier, that is at that very moment in one of the files on the computer, and though seeing it as an omen, hopefully a good one, he, because life can, at times present many of them, not to confuse, but to lead, forgets about it, hoping that he will remember it later and after the night is over, try and figure out where it goes in the ambiguous meeting of Poreris and Niva.

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The previous questions caused her to think quickly but giving a more generic answer since the earlier part of the day had already revealed that she knew quite a bit about the UAE and Dubai specifically. It also sparked a series of questions that she now seemed interested at getting to while talking to him.

‘Do you no his name; this one person that lived a hundred years ago, who say things would happen? '

For some reason he immediately knew whom she was talking about, but pretended not to know his name and tried to indirectly either get to it, or subconsciously avoid it by saying…

‘The French philosopher? '
She continues; now leading the litany…

‘Nostradom; he say in 2000 and something, this country that came from the dessert will go back to the dessert…'

His mind now averting what he is sure is an inquisition into many things that he will not be able to pinpoint, but refuses not to indulge her and listens as their quest begins.

Poreris - ‘Yes, from the dessert we come to the dessert we return'

Erica - ‘He said about what happened in America, about two towers…, what were these towers called? '

Now, like when trying to indirectly answer her first question, he seems to hesitate in answering, yet finally replies.

‘The World Trade Center Towers; The WTC Towers…'

‘He say that these two brothers will fall down in America'

Knowing that the questions she is asking are manifold, one that would take much debating about; he thus begins his pious diatribe in a soft and soothing voice about her questions of prophets and prophecies.

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‘Lets talk about love.'

Rather than being stunned or exasperated from their obscure conversation, he lays her down on the bed, lowers the lights but stopping her from taking off her clothes as he lies on top of her; the lion and the lioness, and asks her to marry him. She tries what he dichotomously suspected besides a yes, opening up another world created to capture the beast and keep it under her control. He then begins kissing her passionately upon her forehead, even grasping a mouthful of hair until it becomes wet...