Tнε Path of Faith

Flounder to the left, I did Meander to the right, I did The ground was shaky all around me I someTimes wondered if I had lost... ME. The dream seemed so far away and distant The burning drive... no longer a constant. Even worse, the voices in my head had gone quiet... And then, I broke through! Like iron man did when he dropped the tesaract in the wormhole. I'd blown all ah dem bomboclats aoutta da sky and back to dem toxic galaxies. I broke through the dark clouds. I saw the sun. She was stunning and warm. Beautiful, bright, shiny fields everyWhere. Smell of fresh flowers feather-kissing my nostrils. I was free. Truly free.  Pure, unburdened freedom. Freedom withOut conditions. My soul was intact. A little shell shocked and more aware of the horrors of the human nature, but still... safe, secure and intact.  My soul was not lost. I did not beCome a different person. It was not easy, it was extremely difficult; but... I still have it. ...

I have always been passionate about property development for as long as I can remember.  I love beautiful property, the lines of the building, the architecture, feng shui, general symmetry,  etc I loved the smell of cement, construction, building, piping, wiring,  plumbing and the works.  To say I love construction is an underStatement of enormous proportions.  I always gave my landlords of yore high blood pressure beCause I would always renovate any apartment I leased.  When I say renovate, I do not mean 'renovate', but RENOVATE.  Not throwing a lick of paint and some curtains.... more like tearing down cement walls, breaking up floors, installing sky lights, changing WC's, bath-tubs, shifting light switches and sockets by breaking the wall and running a conduit, etc.   I love building, love seeing the plaster go on the wall, the floors, screeding, installing electricals, wiring the house, mixing the paint, designing the space etc. ...

Whatever you do toDay affects your tomorrow. By tomorrow, I  do not mean TOMORROW. I mean...  tomorrow. Even if you try to ignore... tomorrow,   the inevitability of it means its coming is already written inTo your program and there is nothing you can do about it.  Since this is what it is, is it not realistic to equip yourSelf for the tomorrow you will like to have from the toDay you are in? By preparation, I mean mental, spiritual; a strategic and realistic path to financial and personal security, resolute determination(I am talking titanium spine here), indifference to heckling, indifference to the low self esteem of others.  Let me explain this - for one to have low self esteem means one has a low to zero sense of self.  This is as a result of (a)Never knowing yourSelf and (b)you have lost yourSelf.  Now the running theme for both categories is the disconnect from self, ergo; you are not in tune with your tomorrow.   Why oh why...

Sans longing, I look back at the girl that was. Gyrating in the present, I look at the lady that is. Putting my feet up with my hands behind my head, I look at the woman that is to come.... I ~Λm~ I®

Technology is the best and the worst thing that has happened to manKind. Some love it, some hate it. All depend on it. She is a drug and we are all her slave junkies hooked on a paraphernalia of gadgets and airWaves - our existence lacklustre and unThinkable without the rush of access and buttons and information.  The more the advancements in technology, the smaller the world gets. The smaller the world gets, the more the physically disConnected and distant her inhabitants beCome. The more the physically disConnected and distant her inhabitants beCome... the closer they get. The day I used my smartphone to turn off my TV, Bluray and airConditioner was the day I knew that all of the tech addicts that be, I was the lost cause - irrevocably hooked, down the abyss, the chute, no turning back.  I wept tears of joy and relief while simultaneously grinning that for the first time I am now truly one with my apartment. We have fused inTo one f...