Tнε Path of Faith

She stands in the door-way casting an abysmal gaze around her shabby surroundings with eyes re-signed and devoid of Life. Every new day that she enters in-to is another reluctant foray in-to a regretful existence which is simply coasting to its predictable end. Standing in front of her, barely above her knee is an impoverished toddler experiencing the same consistent feeling which he has come to associate with the normalcy of his life - Hunger. This is a word that really should not be associated with a micro-human of a certain age whose world should be full of frivolities, nonchalance and absolute selfishness. He has no idea that this is not the norm. She wishes every-day as she looks at his bowed head that she had aborted him so she could be young and free again. She looks down at the toddler and sees him looking at his feet contemplating. Love (that conquers all darkness) comes flooding in-to her heart once again. This was her son - Moshood jnr. She may have made a colo

I have often operated on the philosophy that there is good inSide EVERYONE. So, I create a relationShip with the good inSide, and ignore the bad. I had (had) the philosophy that if I search for gloom, that; I will find. I believed (believed) that EVERYONE has that spark of life and was inherently good.  Naive? I think not, and I'll explain why.  There is Good and Bad inSide all of us. The good in us gets lost when we overCompromise ourSelves to the point where we have absolutely no Identity of Self. No sense of right or wrong, to the point it all beComes one blurry image. Wrong is not identified as wrong beCause there is no sense of right. Is this Ignorance? Yes, in its true and potent definition. You see, the interesting thing is when you meet the heavily compromised, the lost (is "lost" the word to use here?), you always know if you know what to look for.  Well, for one to be(lost), implies that they had a path which they strayed from. One fascin

There once was a one who was fearLess and bold The tale has been told and is still is being re-Told He had the cojones of the land of Spartacus This, is the tale of L'entrepreneur Innovaticus.... Others stand at the Edge of the Cliff,  whispering amongst themSelves, pointing in quelle horreur at the Sharks clearly cutting through the Water beLow, directly above the Gold which lay piercingly visible against the Ocean Floor, glittering in a Hypnotic Fashion as it catches the rays of the warm sunLight filtering through the Body of Water, like the  dove at the  resurrection of Jesus the Christ , offering Aesthetic Redemption. L'entrepreneur is standing amongst them (not the sharks, the humans). They (sans L'enterepreneur) fantasise and make Shark jokes wishing they were Iron Man so they could swoop in and scoop the entire Gold off the ocean floor. Sharks can't bite through metal, or can they? I don't think they can bite through Iron Man metal though,

NEVER compromise who you are, to get what you want. Know yourSelf. Never sacrifice your Soul, in a bid to survive. Not worth the vacumn that will be created in you when your soul has left your building. NOTHING will ever fill that hole. Nada. Zilch. Life is a real b%#ch, you know? She makes you run the gantlet to experience her complex totalness (poetic license, sue me - PLSM). Embrace your Dark to find your Light. Quit playing it safe. Push through your crevices to the Purity of Enlightenment. To find Clear Knowledge. To meet YOU.

I do not think it is complicated, really. If you know what you are capable of, truly, truly capable of, due to the fact that you have delved inTo the depth of your core internal root a la Principium Individuationis , then you would not settle for a life which is less than your Alternate Reality - AltReal ©  (similar pronunciaton to Montreal). Alternate Reality is the life we imagine we should have been living if the present is not the desired. If the present were the desired, then we would be living our actual lives without yearning for that which has been lost. Alternate Reality is usually well complimented/ accompanied with Past Glory Mentality (PGM)  -  "I used to be... I used to look like...  I used to.., if you doubt me go and ask so and so" about how I used to... what I used to...   I do not think it is that complicated, really. Why live in a present that is unBearable thereBy risking an AltReal? Why? To what aim? Why would I want to live an agitated l

Some-times, people say that it's ok for a pastor to sin. Sin being lying, cheating the church members for material gain, and Adultery(among others). Well, I disagree. A pastor is a Representative of GOD Almighty. He is an Ambassador, a poster child for his religion and his deity and their representatives. In this case, I'm using Christianity,  which has Jesus the Christ and the Holy Ghost/ Spirit. So, simply beCause one has to Believe in someThing, then one has to put up with the flawed outrageous humanity of one who should be exempt from this by virtue of their position and calling. Me thinks not.