i once wrote a poem i titled Spontaneous.
Been a while I touched you last
Been some time since I held you close
Cant remember how sweet you smell
Been a while I felt you next to me
I see your smile and my heart just skips
That kinda beat only you can
The fluttering from looking in your eyes
Been a while my baby sweets
Been a while I felt in love with you
it was meant to be a romantic, wistful piece. and then i posted it on fb, and a crazy friend of mine did this.
Its been a while I touched you last
Its been some time since I held you close
Its been a while that we both laughed
Its been a while that we both choked... Read More
On ample laughter and carefree cheer
On simple pleasures of musical chairs
Its been a while since you've been gone...
The moons have come
We still have fun...
I think about you everyday
And cry when Timi asks
Why did mummy go away?
how's that on the scale of crazy???
so, its been a while i had the strenght to do what i love best, write! for reasons we all know... lethargy, self pitying parties a-plenty, work, disinspiration, just pure laziness! so, am starting with this one. hopefully, this time, i shant quit. again.
c y'all soon with some more fun stuff!!!
PS: is it me or it seems blogville is falling into a recession...?????????
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Quizes... Ha!
I copied this from YNC...
Nice place, www.blogthings.com
But this quizes sha...!
So I decided to play it naija style. I used my two names (not telling) for the quiz differently. Then i did combos. found out that the thing jus likes first names jare! anyway, I lik both of wat i heard. Now I'm convinced, I definitely have MPD.How else can u explain this...
You Are Wild and Outrageous
You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.
You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.
You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.
You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.
You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.
You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.
You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.
People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality
You Are Responsible and Faithful
You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.
You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.
At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.
You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.
You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.
Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.
You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.
You are loving, compassionate, and ruled by your feelings.
You are able to be a foundation for other people... but you still know how to have fun.
Sometimes your emotions weigh you down, but you generally feel free from them.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
Simple truth, only me knows me well enough. yeah, u hav a side view. but nothing beats insider info. and that's open to moi and Jah!
Nuff said.
Ciao!
Nice place, www.blogthings.com
But this quizes sha...!
So I decided to play it naija style. I used my two names (not telling) for the quiz differently. Then i did combos. found out that the thing jus likes first names jare! anyway, I lik both of wat i heard. Now I'm convinced, I definitely have MPD.How else can u explain this...
You Are Wild and Outrageous
You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.
You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.
You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.
You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.
You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.
You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.
You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.
People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality
You Are Responsible and Faithful
You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.
You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.
At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.
You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.
You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.
Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.
You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.
You are loving, compassionate, and ruled by your feelings.
You are able to be a foundation for other people... but you still know how to have fun.
Sometimes your emotions weigh you down, but you generally feel free from them.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.
You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.
Simple truth, only me knows me well enough. yeah, u hav a side view. but nothing beats insider info. and that's open to moi and Jah!
Nuff said.
Ciao!
Monday, March 16, 2009
7 Steps to ....
I wrote this a while ago, for fb. Just thot I shld share. Strictly for the laffs... and maybe a thot or two...
I noticed something a while ago. Well,not that I had not thought of it before, but it just struck me again. I hate to admit culpability, but it never ceases to amaze me how frantically we all seek for importance, recognition and all whats not. Even in the seeming mundanes. Okay, so whatbrought this on?
I was, basically minding my own business, snooping through my friends' profile pages (yeah, right! like you don't do that too!) and then then I noticed somethings occurred repeatedly. A subtle nag - "u don fashy me o!", "na so life be? u no even remember ur guy", " u! u promised to call/come to my house/hook up/hangout!!! how come u didnt show?", a nicely put complaint "been a while, my friend", a well, more direct hit "you!!! ... u can imagine the rest ... and the list goes on. Yeah, I know, man is a territorial being and we tend to want to monopolise what we think belongs to us. But to me, this silent pleas for recognition go far beyond marking territories. It all boils down to the fact that everyone would love to kow that someone cares/thinks about them/remembers them fondly/considers them a friend. And as @#$^%&@ as life is, it's not always so. So we all experience being forgotten once in a while by the people you think should love you, and then you pout. I got the remedy you need/are looking for!
Let's start with the nice ones
1. Be a friend
Simple. If you want to have plenty of folks remember you, then remember them. Its easy to always expect to be on the recieving end. Well, if we all cued up behind you, nobody'll be getting nothing! So give a little, and then maybe a trickle will come back to you.
2. Be an accountant
Let me explain myself. This has nothing to do with the fact that accountants handle kudi (howbeit on paper) or that they are innately selfish (oops!). Not at all. You see there is a basic accounting (financial analysis) principle that says in analysing any givensituation, identify the worst and the best case scenario and then make your plans based on the worst case scenario. Reason? Simple. Its the worst that could possibly happen and so you are prepared for it. How does this apply? Do not expect too much from people youu know so little about. Yes, you think he/she is a friend. Yes, you enjoy a couple of laughs. So what? Wait until youu get that connection that makes you a soul broher/sista and then levy hard on then. Afterall, that's what friends are for, right? yeah, right!
3. Get your Algebra and arithmetic in right perspective.
You see, we all have this tendency to want to grab all we can and can all we have. Shortfall is usually not a pretty picture. So, if you expect to get 10 megafriend watts in return, you give 1000. That way you are sure of your returns (10) when you need it. That is algebra. Now, when you give in deficit of say, 100 megafriend watts of energy, expect to lose about 10,000 that you have in store (I think that's some algebra too) except of course you can leverage on track record, human kindness and all those other things that money can't buy. Bottom line, don't always expect t get what you give, and be sure to expect to get back what you have given. Makes sense shey?
4. When you give, demand!
I realised, quite painfully too, that life gives you, not what you ask for, but what you take from it by force. I would hate to sound so, but even with friends, you got toplace demands.What is friendship, afterall if its not tested. Besides, your friends could get the impression that thier help is not reallly needed if you cannot ask well and hard enough. "If no be say na you..." Sound familiar? ell, if you've said that too often, it's time you made some folks say it right back to you.That's what friends are for! Caeat: if by any chance, this does not yield the desired result, promptly abort plan to prevent being called a whiner, whinny ninny, grabber, domineering, inconsiderate or selfish person.
5. Love yourself
I really would have loved to say "nooooo... love your friends, not yourself" But that don't work in this part of the universe. All that selfless crap they sell in all 'em movies don't work here. Yes, do good toyour neighbour. Yes, live for a higher call. Yes, look for the overall good... But for pete's sake, love your self while you are at it! Cos those who you call your friends are the ones who love the things you love, hate the things you hate. So if you find you not showing you enough love, no matter how selfless you heart is, you aint getting none! So, pleasase, put yourself first. Love you. Then you can love another. I mean, if you can't stand you who you are stuck with, how much more me that you can do without. Honestly, everyone admires a little conciet (not just too much) We now call it self confidence! Ha! I'm sure you get the message.
6. Be selfless
What can i say? Always be ready to lay down your life for you friends. That is all I have to say on this matter
7. Finally
Not cos I have run out of simple ways to become Mr./Miss/Mrs. Pompular, but cos, its imperative that I stop here lest I bore you. "sides, 7 is the number of perfection??? Yes, so finally, keep it siple. You are not Obama, neither are you Mandela. So YOU DO NOT NEED A TEEMING POPULATION OF FANS TOO FEEL IMPORTANT! Curb you excesses and find value in the handfull of names that you know will stick closer than a brother/sister in the time of need. Yes, keep all 'em fans, but puullleeeesssee, keep them as fans. A smart person knows who his/her real friends are. That way, when you are gropping in the dark of unpreparedness (whatever!), uncertainties and all those things life throws at you from its back pocket, you'd be sure what will grab your sweaty palms will be the firm grip of a known and trusted friend, and not the flaying hands of an acquintance, or worst still, the sharp sting of a patient foe.
I really, really gottogo now!
I noticed something a while ago. Well,not that I had not thought of it before, but it just struck me again. I hate to admit culpability, but it never ceases to amaze me how frantically we all seek for importance, recognition and all whats not. Even in the seeming mundanes. Okay, so whatbrought this on?
I was, basically minding my own business, snooping through my friends' profile pages (yeah, right! like you don't do that too!) and then then I noticed somethings occurred repeatedly. A subtle nag - "u don fashy me o!", "na so life be? u no even remember ur guy", " u! u promised to call/come to my house/hook up/hangout!!! how come u didnt show?", a nicely put complaint "been a while, my friend", a well, more direct hit "you!!! ... u can imagine the rest ... and the list goes on. Yeah, I know, man is a territorial being and we tend to want to monopolise what we think belongs to us. But to me, this silent pleas for recognition go far beyond marking territories. It all boils down to the fact that everyone would love to kow that someone cares/thinks about them/remembers them fondly/considers them a friend. And as @#$^%&@ as life is, it's not always so. So we all experience being forgotten once in a while by the people you think should love you, and then you pout. I got the remedy you need/are looking for!
Let's start with the nice ones
1. Be a friend
Simple. If you want to have plenty of folks remember you, then remember them. Its easy to always expect to be on the recieving end. Well, if we all cued up behind you, nobody'll be getting nothing! So give a little, and then maybe a trickle will come back to you.
2. Be an accountant
Let me explain myself. This has nothing to do with the fact that accountants handle kudi (howbeit on paper) or that they are innately selfish (oops!). Not at all. You see there is a basic accounting (financial analysis) principle that says in analysing any givensituation, identify the worst and the best case scenario and then make your plans based on the worst case scenario. Reason? Simple. Its the worst that could possibly happen and so you are prepared for it. How does this apply? Do not expect too much from people youu know so little about. Yes, you think he/she is a friend. Yes, you enjoy a couple of laughs. So what? Wait until youu get that connection that makes you a soul broher/sista and then levy hard on then. Afterall, that's what friends are for, right? yeah, right!
3. Get your Algebra and arithmetic in right perspective.
You see, we all have this tendency to want to grab all we can and can all we have. Shortfall is usually not a pretty picture. So, if you expect to get 10 megafriend watts in return, you give 1000. That way you are sure of your returns (10) when you need it. That is algebra. Now, when you give in deficit of say, 100 megafriend watts of energy, expect to lose about 10,000 that you have in store (I think that's some algebra too) except of course you can leverage on track record, human kindness and all those other things that money can't buy. Bottom line, don't always expect t get what you give, and be sure to expect to get back what you have given. Makes sense shey?
4. When you give, demand!
I realised, quite painfully too, that life gives you, not what you ask for, but what you take from it by force. I would hate to sound so, but even with friends, you got toplace demands.What is friendship, afterall if its not tested. Besides, your friends could get the impression that thier help is not reallly needed if you cannot ask well and hard enough. "If no be say na you..." Sound familiar? ell, if you've said that too often, it's time you made some folks say it right back to you.That's what friends are for! Caeat: if by any chance, this does not yield the desired result, promptly abort plan to prevent being called a whiner, whinny ninny, grabber, domineering, inconsiderate or selfish person.
5. Love yourself
I really would have loved to say "nooooo... love your friends, not yourself" But that don't work in this part of the universe. All that selfless crap they sell in all 'em movies don't work here. Yes, do good toyour neighbour. Yes, live for a higher call. Yes, look for the overall good... But for pete's sake, love your self while you are at it! Cos those who you call your friends are the ones who love the things you love, hate the things you hate. So if you find you not showing you enough love, no matter how selfless you heart is, you aint getting none! So, pleasase, put yourself first. Love you. Then you can love another. I mean, if you can't stand you who you are stuck with, how much more me that you can do without. Honestly, everyone admires a little conciet (not just too much) We now call it self confidence! Ha! I'm sure you get the message.
6. Be selfless
What can i say? Always be ready to lay down your life for you friends. That is all I have to say on this matter
7. Finally
Not cos I have run out of simple ways to become Mr./Miss/Mrs. Pompular, but cos, its imperative that I stop here lest I bore you. "sides, 7 is the number of perfection??? Yes, so finally, keep it siple. You are not Obama, neither are you Mandela. So YOU DO NOT NEED A TEEMING POPULATION OF FANS TOO FEEL IMPORTANT! Curb you excesses and find value in the handfull of names that you know will stick closer than a brother/sister in the time of need. Yes, keep all 'em fans, but puullleeeesssee, keep them as fans. A smart person knows who his/her real friends are. That way, when you are gropping in the dark of unpreparedness (whatever!), uncertainties and all those things life throws at you from its back pocket, you'd be sure what will grab your sweaty palms will be the firm grip of a known and trusted friend, and not the flaying hands of an acquintance, or worst still, the sharp sting of a patient foe.
I really, really gottogo now!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Window view...
Here I am sitting by my window, watching the world go by. Not my world. That seems to be at a stand still. I'm holding my breath, counting the heart beats. I'm waiting on you. To help me be me. To be strong and stand still. I'm waiting on you to hold me, rock me, gently. I wishing that you would come in, quietly. Knock me out of this reverie, locked around you...
I'm waiting on dreams to come true. I'm waiting on time to be true. Keep your word to me, let this heal slowly. Run me right through it so it fades. Make it go gently, it's the pain I hate! I'm waiting on serendipity. To drop love like fresh cherries, on my laps. I am waiting for strenght and bold resilence, to fear no fool or fight with one. I am waiting for miracles to happen. Suddenly, it's all gone and I'm complete. The ache has disappeared, and now you're with me... I'm waiting on Providence. Good luck! Wished horse!! Sweet essence!!! I'm waiting on life's best things, to happen. To me, easily. I'm waiting on trust to come, wipe the frown and knock me down! I'm waiting for hope to rise, above the tides, sweep me into the skies. I'm waiting on dreams and such. Wistful thought of since I was small
I'm waiting with arms crossed over, eyes looking yonder, face set grim. I'm waiting becuase it seems, I wont cave in when then I would. I wait and hope and pray that thoughts of today will not huant me again. I'm waiting cos I believe in you, You who always makes dreams come true.
And if what I wait for seems not clear, let me just resound it right here. I am waiting to fall in love, cos suddenly, that's what my whole life's about! I do not want this to pass, been there (close enough) that that and that. And this time I want to do it again, right, for sure, secure and all. And thanks to downtheaisle and all you lovey doveys around, the bug I caught now is out. And I'm going to wait this one out!!!
I'm waiting on dreams to come true. I'm waiting on time to be true. Keep your word to me, let this heal slowly. Run me right through it so it fades. Make it go gently, it's the pain I hate! I'm waiting on serendipity. To drop love like fresh cherries, on my laps. I am waiting for strenght and bold resilence, to fear no fool or fight with one. I am waiting for miracles to happen. Suddenly, it's all gone and I'm complete. The ache has disappeared, and now you're with me... I'm waiting on Providence. Good luck! Wished horse!! Sweet essence!!! I'm waiting on life's best things, to happen. To me, easily. I'm waiting on trust to come, wipe the frown and knock me down! I'm waiting for hope to rise, above the tides, sweep me into the skies. I'm waiting on dreams and such. Wistful thought of since I was small
I'm waiting with arms crossed over, eyes looking yonder, face set grim. I'm waiting becuase it seems, I wont cave in when then I would. I wait and hope and pray that thoughts of today will not huant me again. I'm waiting cos I believe in you, You who always makes dreams come true.
And if what I wait for seems not clear, let me just resound it right here. I am waiting to fall in love, cos suddenly, that's what my whole life's about! I do not want this to pass, been there (close enough) that that and that. And this time I want to do it again, right, for sure, secure and all. And thanks to downtheaisle and all you lovey doveys around, the bug I caught now is out. And I'm going to wait this one out!!!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Grrrrrrr..........
Am so PMS!
i wonder wen that became synonymous with hoeful. i have been so full of it al morning, and now i think i am spent. the started really high... shlda known. am too tired t omake too much sense, so, be this the shortest thing i ever wrote on this blog.
and i had plans o... (sigh)
i wonder wen that became synonymous with hoeful. i have been so full of it al morning, and now i think i am spent. the started really high... shlda known. am too tired t omake too much sense, so, be this the shortest thing i ever wrote on this blog.
and i had plans o... (sigh)
Friday, March 6, 2009
am thinking, aye...
What technology has done for us.
Here I am at 8.00 pm in front of my computer, bonding with people i might never see. maybe in real life, we do not even greet. for all i know, you could be that colleague of mine at work that drives me nuts!! but here, in this virtual world of make believe reality, you are my friend. you are there to hear me scream "that's a foul!" and comfort me. you appreciate my efforts at articulation and now, you award me for it! (nope. i wasn't nominated... newbie...??) you are my friend, without the masks and the shameless charade. i do not need to impress you, you see beyond what i may or may not be wearing. you see into the part of me that only words so deep can tell. you are the one that hears my whisper in the din of railing voices. you are the one with whom i share the passion to speak my mind, voice out the demons and kill 'em!
its amazing how easy it is to be friends when there are virtual walls between us. the ease with which i connect with you is majorly because i do not see you. you do not size me up. i do not asses you. i have no say on your preferences or choices, you do not judge me. we can only laugh at our silly idiosyncrasies, pick a few lessons and keep on being who we are! its just amazing!!
i wonder why live friendships cant be like that. why do i have to rate you before i place you on any cadre of relationships? why must you look like "it" talk like "it", sound like "it" to be "it" for me? cant you just be you and me be me and we learn from each other independently? i know its harder when the walls are broken. attitudes rub off and principles soon become shared. but beyond our quest for self preservation and adamant independence, cant we still just be friends?
Here I am at 8.00 pm in front of my computer, bonding with people i might never see. maybe in real life, we do not even greet. for all i know, you could be that colleague of mine at work that drives me nuts!! but here, in this virtual world of make believe reality, you are my friend. you are there to hear me scream "that's a foul!" and comfort me. you appreciate my efforts at articulation and now, you award me for it! (nope. i wasn't nominated... newbie...??) you are my friend, without the masks and the shameless charade. i do not need to impress you, you see beyond what i may or may not be wearing. you see into the part of me that only words so deep can tell. you are the one that hears my whisper in the din of railing voices. you are the one with whom i share the passion to speak my mind, voice out the demons and kill 'em!
its amazing how easy it is to be friends when there are virtual walls between us. the ease with which i connect with you is majorly because i do not see you. you do not size me up. i do not asses you. i have no say on your preferences or choices, you do not judge me. we can only laugh at our silly idiosyncrasies, pick a few lessons and keep on being who we are! its just amazing!!
i wonder why live friendships cant be like that. why do i have to rate you before i place you on any cadre of relationships? why must you look like "it" talk like "it", sound like "it" to be "it" for me? cant you just be you and me be me and we learn from each other independently? i know its harder when the walls are broken. attitudes rub off and principles soon become shared. but beyond our quest for self preservation and adamant independence, cant we still just be friends?
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
When love...
I like two word titles, ehen?
I read an update on a blog last night and it really saddened me. it reminded me again of harder times gone past. When love hurts, it hurts real bad. Two people have their paradigms meet in what appears to be a random act in time. Then, nothing is so random anymore... the short text to find out how you are doing, the quick call just to check on you... all that thoughtful and sacrificial giving. It's no more because it just happened, neither is it some crooked way of getting into your good books. It's simply because if that part of me does not touch that part of you, I would feel incomplete. Satisfied with all the good and precious gifts in my life, but wanting you like you were the crown on the top of my bejeweled head.
I have randomly discussed love and all the angles I have seen. At sometimes, it has been the object of my careful inquiry because of the many contradictions I have been. In love, or maybe not... Anyhoo, I have given up on trying to fight. But I have not relented in my escape. I will not come to you, even if it takes all the strength in me to refuse the urge. I do not care to think of what will do if you dare to come for me, again...? I fear you won't, so I will not hope or wait for what I do not perceive as reality. I think I loved you from the moment I set my eyes on you. Not that you were so comely or your looks divine. Something about you spoke loudly to me. And it marked me, since then. I love you so much; it hurts to think about it. Like a seeping sore, you invade every page, leaving your not too pleasant mark around, the mark of what I cannot have that daily haunts me. The knowledge of you is like a spell. Each time I am within range, I become your captive. Distance could not save me, help it may, but it appears I am forever a slave??
These crazy thought run through my mind when I think on you. Many more times than Paul, I have pleaded that this goes away. And much more times, He has said, My grace is sufficient for you...
So I want you, and my heart needs you to say you are mine. But you are not, neither do you yet belong to another. To wait is to rot in this hapless state of wonder. So, go I must. Far away from where you are, or where thoughts of you randomly seep through... my high defenses and my sensible shutters. Go away from me! Do not proposition me with you ingenious scams! I will not be taken again! I am not yours to have or keep!
I read an update on a blog last night and it really saddened me. it reminded me again of harder times gone past. When love hurts, it hurts real bad. Two people have their paradigms meet in what appears to be a random act in time. Then, nothing is so random anymore... the short text to find out how you are doing, the quick call just to check on you... all that thoughtful and sacrificial giving. It's no more because it just happened, neither is it some crooked way of getting into your good books. It's simply because if that part of me does not touch that part of you, I would feel incomplete. Satisfied with all the good and precious gifts in my life, but wanting you like you were the crown on the top of my bejeweled head.
I have randomly discussed love and all the angles I have seen. At sometimes, it has been the object of my careful inquiry because of the many contradictions I have been. In love, or maybe not... Anyhoo, I have given up on trying to fight. But I have not relented in my escape. I will not come to you, even if it takes all the strength in me to refuse the urge. I do not care to think of what will do if you dare to come for me, again...? I fear you won't, so I will not hope or wait for what I do not perceive as reality. I think I loved you from the moment I set my eyes on you. Not that you were so comely or your looks divine. Something about you spoke loudly to me. And it marked me, since then. I love you so much; it hurts to think about it. Like a seeping sore, you invade every page, leaving your not too pleasant mark around, the mark of what I cannot have that daily haunts me. The knowledge of you is like a spell. Each time I am within range, I become your captive. Distance could not save me, help it may, but it appears I am forever a slave??
These crazy thought run through my mind when I think on you. Many more times than Paul, I have pleaded that this goes away. And much more times, He has said, My grace is sufficient for you...
So I want you, and my heart needs you to say you are mine. But you are not, neither do you yet belong to another. To wait is to rot in this hapless state of wonder. So, go I must. Far away from where you are, or where thoughts of you randomly seep through... my high defenses and my sensible shutters. Go away from me! Do not proposition me with you ingenious scams! I will not be taken again! I am not yours to have or keep!
Little things
Its 9.00pm and I happen to be at home (strange event), but rather than sleep, \i am typing this. Funny thing is, it wont be up till tommorrow... Read up on some blogs I folow (miss jones, goodnaijagirl, dairyofalostone...) and couldnt help having a fantastic time. I love blogging, okay maybe, I love reading other people's thoughts more. But whatever it is, I have found joy in something. That is the moral of today's philosophy.
Many people go through life missing out on the real essense of living. You are here to mark the earth, put your print in the sands of time, take your pick, foot or hand or mouth. Whatever it is, you uare meant to do it in a special way, the you way. That is the way that no one else can ever do it - painting, writing, blogging, consulting, marketting, advocacy, whatever! Ussually, when we hear stuff like this, our minds go to the big stuff - saving Darfur! Touring the world! Winning Wilmbeldon! Writing a world changing thesis! We seldom forget that the folks who have achieved any of these things started with the small things. I am going a bit ahead of myself here...
Little things, when summed up together nicely, make the big stuff. So to get the big things done,you have to start with the little things. And cos they are little, folks ussually dont enjoy being involved with small stuff, except ofcourse they find pleasure in them. Which is the point of my long epistle, by the way. Enjoying the small things. Like writing on this blog (yes, you too can drop your comment), like reading another's blog (ok, you are doing that already), like taiing time to appreciate the precious free gifts in life, like luaghing at the silliest things, like writing a thorough report for your boss 9for this one, you have to start from loving your job!), like saving some time to be human in this crazy world!
The truth is, there aint no big thing any where! Sorry to burst your bubble, but the big stuff are thos little stuff that got people's attention or changed the world. Einstein's discoveries must have been to him, little stuff he loved to play with. Look what its become todat...
Summary? Take pleasure inn something. Start by finding out what you love, then do it with all your heart, then get better at doing it, then sit back, relax, and watch it grow. Eeeerrrmmm... while you wait,.... find something else to do!
Ciao!
Many people go through life missing out on the real essense of living. You are here to mark the earth, put your print in the sands of time, take your pick, foot or hand or mouth. Whatever it is, you uare meant to do it in a special way, the you way. That is the way that no one else can ever do it - painting, writing, blogging, consulting, marketting, advocacy, whatever! Ussually, when we hear stuff like this, our minds go to the big stuff - saving Darfur! Touring the world! Winning Wilmbeldon! Writing a world changing thesis! We seldom forget that the folks who have achieved any of these things started with the small things. I am going a bit ahead of myself here...
Little things, when summed up together nicely, make the big stuff. So to get the big things done,you have to start with the little things. And cos they are little, folks ussually dont enjoy being involved with small stuff, except ofcourse they find pleasure in them. Which is the point of my long epistle, by the way. Enjoying the small things. Like writing on this blog (yes, you too can drop your comment), like reading another's blog (ok, you are doing that already), like taiing time to appreciate the precious free gifts in life, like luaghing at the silliest things, like writing a thorough report for your boss 9for this one, you have to start from loving your job!), like saving some time to be human in this crazy world!
The truth is, there aint no big thing any where! Sorry to burst your bubble, but the big stuff are thos little stuff that got people's attention or changed the world. Einstein's discoveries must have been to him, little stuff he loved to play with. Look what its become todat...
Summary? Take pleasure inn something. Start by finding out what you love, then do it with all your heart, then get better at doing it, then sit back, relax, and watch it grow. Eeeerrrmmm... while you wait,.... find something else to do!
Ciao!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Am having my veggies
I read a note written by a friend on FB about God's choice meals. It got me thinking... so am thinking out loud now.
I remember when I was a kid, really weeny, I used to wonder how life would be when I became all grown up, if I ever got all grown up. Some times, the image of an adult me was... sort of foogy... I couldnt see pass 2 or 3 years, max, 5 years was all my little mind could picture. Now I am all grown up and the fantasy has become an every day reality. But I still I have dreams. This time, I can see into 10, 15, 20 years of my life. And now, waiting is a lot harder! When i had nothing to see, nothing to whet my appetite, I had little worries, little to fret or worry about. Now I worry cos He gave me dreams to drive me. Funny, right? I mean, He is the One who gives me (both births and brings to pass) the desires of my heart. Why then do I worry? Well, I didnt eat too much of my veggies as a kid. Now I am suffering from "under-nutrition"!
God often times watches us with an indulgent smile. Afterall, there would be dessert after the meal... You would always get the ice cream you so longingly crave for! And you shopuldnt have too much of it too, cos, you would be hung over the next morning (blve me, I hav suffered from over doseof sugar, many, many times!) I do not think God saves the best for the last. I do not believe He witholds from us. But sometimes, we need to grow. We need to eat the veggies, relish the taste and flavour of rich brocolli and cabbage. Then we can reccommend healthy living to another person. But most times, we do not see beyond the box of chocs. Like me at 5, we long for what we already have the right to. It just only comes after the meal. And then, with a tummy full of creamed veggies and seasoned grains, we can eat all the sweets we want and not puke on it. If only we would appreciate the veggies on our plate!
Right now, I have a vegfull diet. I know, its so not fun! But I am loving where I am, on the way to where I am going. I do not sweat the small stuff. Like a prudent and business savvy steward, I am making all the contacts I need here for where it's @! And I am soooo close! I can feel it! I can see the first traces of all the completeness my heart craves. This time, I aint chockin on it. I ahve enuuf veggies to keep me strong. My diet's balanced, afterall!
Gtg now, more on veggies later... and some on oreos too!
Ciao!
I remember when I was a kid, really weeny, I used to wonder how life would be when I became all grown up, if I ever got all grown up. Some times, the image of an adult me was... sort of foogy... I couldnt see pass 2 or 3 years, max, 5 years was all my little mind could picture. Now I am all grown up and the fantasy has become an every day reality. But I still I have dreams. This time, I can see into 10, 15, 20 years of my life. And now, waiting is a lot harder! When i had nothing to see, nothing to whet my appetite, I had little worries, little to fret or worry about. Now I worry cos He gave me dreams to drive me. Funny, right? I mean, He is the One who gives me (both births and brings to pass) the desires of my heart. Why then do I worry? Well, I didnt eat too much of my veggies as a kid. Now I am suffering from "under-nutrition"!
God often times watches us with an indulgent smile. Afterall, there would be dessert after the meal... You would always get the ice cream you so longingly crave for! And you shopuldnt have too much of it too, cos, you would be hung over the next morning (blve me, I hav suffered from over doseof sugar, many, many times!) I do not think God saves the best for the last. I do not believe He witholds from us. But sometimes, we need to grow. We need to eat the veggies, relish the taste and flavour of rich brocolli and cabbage. Then we can reccommend healthy living to another person. But most times, we do not see beyond the box of chocs. Like me at 5, we long for what we already have the right to. It just only comes after the meal. And then, with a tummy full of creamed veggies and seasoned grains, we can eat all the sweets we want and not puke on it. If only we would appreciate the veggies on our plate!
Right now, I have a vegfull diet. I know, its so not fun! But I am loving where I am, on the way to where I am going. I do not sweat the small stuff. Like a prudent and business savvy steward, I am making all the contacts I need here for where it's @! And I am soooo close! I can feel it! I can see the first traces of all the completeness my heart craves. This time, I aint chockin on it. I ahve enuuf veggies to keep me strong. My diet's balanced, afterall!
Gtg now, more on veggies later... and some on oreos too!
Ciao!
Shoe et al...
maybe shoes, maybe not. i hav a lot goin rite now and i'm really wondering if blogville is the place to share. maybe maybe not.
i work withthis firm that made some profit last year and when it was time to pay bonus, they... okay, i won't say it. as if that werent enough i am playing "stuck-in-the-middle" with my boss and his brother! somebody save me from capital punishment!!
Anyhoo, its good to be hear again. If u r reading this, then u r a fellow blogger or maybe u r considering it. if u blogville constantly, u would understand the feeling that comes with having a place where you can hear ur voice, free from echos and contrasting gingles. that's what this does for me. and more, i a mdiscovering myself. and i am soooo loving the attention (when i get it) so maybe blogging is panacea for a turtored soul, make that tortured creative soul whatever it is, i am loving it.
so, beofre i get into the morose melancholic blogging mode, i ouuta here. will be back with some more philosophical, and entertaining bit l8r on!
ciao!
i work withthis firm that made some profit last year and when it was time to pay bonus, they... okay, i won't say it. as if that werent enough i am playing "stuck-in-the-middle" with my boss and his brother! somebody save me from capital punishment!!
Anyhoo, its good to be hear again. If u r reading this, then u r a fellow blogger or maybe u r considering it. if u blogville constantly, u would understand the feeling that comes with having a place where you can hear ur voice, free from echos and contrasting gingles. that's what this does for me. and more, i a mdiscovering myself. and i am soooo loving the attention (when i get it) so maybe blogging is panacea for a turtored soul, make that tortured creative soul whatever it is, i am loving it.
so, beofre i get into the morose melancholic blogging mode, i ouuta here. will be back with some more philosophical, and entertaining bit l8r on!
ciao!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
I love shoes! What do you love?
Okay, so I went a bit overboard this morning and over did the shoe thing... but I am yet to experience any thing as joyous as the sight of perfect shoes. You know when you see 'the' shoes and you just know you are it! Be it the last penny in your purse... the rest like they say, is herstory!
So, I love shoes, then what? Men love their cars, even call them "baby". I love my shoes and I still call him baby! hhhmmmppphhh!! Ingratitude! Anyways, it took me a while to figure out my obsession for foot wear. Believe me, I just thought I was extra observant about what people wear. And like everything you notice, you are quick to find fault. I would meet a guy, say, I call him Niran, and the first thing I would look at would be his shoes. Good grief! If he didn't get that right, it was like starting his GPA on a 1.5! Then I heard all the long lectures on how its about content and not the container and how not to judge a book by its cover... So I checked it in. Suddenly I woke up one morning to discover I had twenty something pairs of shoes (maybe not all correct, sha)! And like the cat that I am, I had to inquire upon this strange phenomena! And I discovered, I love shoes!!!!
Okay, enough already, cant philosophise everything, can I?
Ciao!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
No foreplay
I copied this rom a guy I do not know (he's a friend's friend on FB) and I have to apologise, I did this before getting permission to. While I agree that it reeks of contained anger, probably from having to say this over and over again to the same woman to no end, it has all the truth and allure ai as a woman need. So, I felt some of my sisters would be better of readingthis. So here goes the most fantastic read of all times on ... you guessed ... relationship! Have at it!!
"Lets leave out the 'foreplay' for a change and get straight to the point. . Tired of getting tips from those "how-to-be-better-at-loving-her" type of articles, which I find helpful but usually leave me wondering if there are "how-to-be-better-at-loving-him" 'counterparts' to compliment them?
I've compiled a list of important things I feel the lady folk should know hoping they would read and pick some pointers from it instead of indulging in craming and trashing out with their friends, articles written for guys for ther own benefit, after they've scrutinized them thoroughly to find out if the author has expressed their personal views.
I speak for myself in the list but I'm very sure my voice stands for a majority of men all around the world, most of whom have already given up on ever having a relationship that's better than the average Joes'.
Please pay attention; I'm positive you will learn a thing or more that'l help you become "Miss Right" while waiting for "Mr. Right" from the points mentioned below.
1. Fix me a special meal sometimes, preferably something unconventional. This tells me you get highly creative when U think about me and creativity is facinating. Ps: Don't freak out if I'm more interested in you than I seem to be in the food cos U probably flattered my appetite away.
2. Give me a proper pedicure and manicure. You could either do it yourself, which I'd prefer, or take me where you get yours done and pay to have mine done. Trust me, with the right approach and attitude, this could be as satisfying as a blow job, and it beats telling me "you need a pedicure;" Like I didn't know I do!
3. Offer to iron something for me, especially when its something I need to use urgently and time's against me, the pleasure from this is so much more when you show some enthusiasm while doing it. It could be my shirt, trouser or even my handkerchief.
4.As much as you honestly can, try to get along with my mum, and the rest of my, perhaps, soon to be 'former family,' (even those I don't get along with). She's the only known epitome of faithfulness to me from birth, and the two of you getting along makes me feel like you were 'the' perfect find of the same kind. Don't patronize them, just be yourself. I know how difficult this could be but you genuine efforts will not go unnoticed or unrewarded. Leave the 'Irish diplomacy' to me. I know them better.
5. I appreciate your tears and value each drop more than either of us can understand. You could fake a thousand orgasms and I wouldn't know unless you told me, but fake being hurt by crying crocs and I'll definately figure you out. To surmarise this point, just don't use your knowledge of my weaknesses for you to manipulate me... ever. I'm not weak because you are strong, I'm weak because it feels good to be so for you so I let myself be so, and in my weakness all I need is the security of trust.
6.Do not underestimante the power of words with a personal touch. "I like cooking" or "I like dressing up" don't mean much to me when you say so; those are just words; but "I like cooking 'for you'," and "I like dressing up 'for you'," just like "I enjoy being kissed 'by you'," are experiences beyond words that make me want to buy you that Pair of Gucci shoes and matching bag you wanted for Christmas, now. Talk to me personally, sweet talk me like I do you; make love to my ego.
7. There's a strongly bonding and deeply satisfying feeling I get from the knowing you'll let me run my hands through your hair and scatter it without you freaking out, even if its when you've just come back from getting it styled. "Hell no?" i thougt as much but I guess that's why I want to; I guess its because your hair is most often, kind of like 'private territory' and having me 'intrude' without querry makes me feel like a V.I.P; and to be fair, I probably wouldn't make a regualr habit of it once I know It's 'painfully' okay with you... maybe once in every quarter of the year. lol!
8. I know you enjoy shopping, especially when I'm paying; I enjoy it to, even when I pay. Did you know your shopping can be as pleasurable for me & my pocket as it is for you when, from time to time, you remember to at least get me something, especially if it's something I need or will find useful. "Oh yes;" Focusing on 'needs' before 'wants' and maximizing our resources as you shop gives me a certain sense of peace and security that I'm with the right person too.
9. Yes I like boobs and I like ass and all the other distinctly outlined contours on your 'facinating' body, but when you, in the name of vogue or couture, put them on display and every Tom, Dick and Okoro out there (who like me, have developed 'x-ray' vision enough to see through a nun's straight frocks) ogles at you, the only thing you achieve is making your 'goods' more visible & attractive to them and less so to me. Please, by all means, show respect for yourself and regard for me in the way you dress, leave the naughty stuff for when we're alone.
10. Be rational, or at least try to be. As much as I like attending shows and concerts with you when your favorite male artist is performing, indiscreetly verbalizing or revealing in any other way whatsoever, how much you 'love' him, his voice or his performance makes me feel exactly how you would if I took you to say, a strip club and wouldn't shut up about how much I enjoyed how the strippers' supple hips swayed in rhythm to her peppy boobs.
11. Talk to me... Please! I'm not psychic yet but if we work towards effective communication now, with time, I'll have become as specialized a psychic for you as you've always desired. I enjoy getting pointers and feedback from you; they help me understand you better and love you with more ease.Ps: when you nag, ALL I hear is "I think you're a dumb idiot." That doesnt help.
12. Get comfortable with your body. Without it I wouldn't have noticed you; or that something about it I paricularly like with special interest, which more than covers adequately for the less than perfect bit(s) I probably don't even notice. if I wasnt comfortable with the way you looked, I wouldnt have approached you in the first place. If you don't believe me when I say "you're a complete package of all I desire," one of us might along the line wander off the road to infidelity, and don't be surprised if its you.
13. Wake up to the fact that I will always have other passions that have absolutely nothing to do with you or your kind; football, Martial arts or car racing for example. They're part of what make me me. Instead of trying to come between me and my other passions, which will only cause undesirable friction between us, you could either develop interests in them and help me enjoy them more in ways I didn't know I could (which I'd prefer), or you could just let me enjoy them. My attention won't always be on you... Maybe most times, certainly but not ALL the time.
14. Wise up now or show yourself foolish later. Friends or foe, most girls that flirt with me & most guys that do so with you, especially when they're aware we are an item, don't do so because they like me or you better than we like each other (as they attempt to portray). They just don't like us being together and are acting on their envious curiosity to find out what would happen if we weren't. If we both stay conscious of this, our togetherness will have better chances of outliving their 'curiosities.'
15.Establish your priorities, they speak louder than your words. I understand you can have tall ambitions too, and maybe what you desire is to become an astronaut or the Secretary General of the UN. Well I have absolutely no problems with that, and infact will support you fully in all the ways I can, as long as you can consistently and evidently show me that in your heart of hearts, you value our relationship and all we share more than you do your ambitions. Nobody wants to feel like the means to an end; not even you. Ps: I don't need your money to take good care of us, so if your excuse for working such long hours, tight shifts or under manipulative conditions that rob us of precious time is so you can support me by increasing 'our' income, understand now that you've made yourself a slave to an idea you will bring us more sorrow than joy; you especially.
16. Competition with me is just irritating. I'm not one of your girlfriends so please stop trying to impress me with what you can do as well as I can or better than I can. Rather, try impressing me with what you 'can't' do and want me to do for you, expressing trust that I can do it as good as you expect and better than anyone else can. Honestly, you're more attractive to me in your helplessness than you are to me in your strengths and I am more motivated to achieve and please by your reliance than I am by your self sufficiency.
17. Accept it. Yes! My kind are rather possessive with things we cherish. Even as boys we wouldn't let you or anyone else hold our favorite toy unless we really liked you, and even then, not for long. Being best friends with some other guy or flirting with other guy(s) in the name of being "friendly" or having an "existent social life" and expecting us to 'understand' only tells us you're not worth us cherishing. In essence, what we hear is "I can't be your treasured 'toy'." This won't do you any good.
18. Really, I'm not with you because you're the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm with you because I;
a) Like you a lot,
b) Love you,
c) Can live with you a lot more comfortably than I could with 'her', and agree within myself that you satisfy me more than she ever could, or
d) A combination of the three.
There is no "most beautiful woman in then world" that's why we can confidently say you are, and there's no such thing as "I 'can't' live without you."
19. Know this and guard it; I adore the beauty of your sexuality and your expression of it as much as I adore every other trait that makes you you; Nothing plants you and you alone on the grounds of my life wherever you may choose and as firmly as you desire, beyond all possible resistance, as much as when you consciously reserve me the exclusive rights to share, nuture, reveal, explore, partake of, discover and rediscover it with you. Screw around (even once) and we're more screwed than the bolts on the Golden gate bridge - most likely beyond redemption, and should we survive, the scar will remain.
20. It's totally okay to come onto me. Whoever suggested that sexual agressiveness as a man's duty must have been either a lazy wuss or an ignorant bore. As much as you enjoying playing victim to my strong desires for you, every now and then, I do to; and as its really impossible for our passions to flame on at the same time always, you'll find its less frustrating if we just take the initiative when we feel like. Trust me if you feel you're scared of being turned down by me, it's not half as much as I usually am with you. Statistics are in your favour. So go ahead, come have a hug, or steal a kiss, or cuddle with me, or..., when you feel like it instead of waiting for me to decode you.
21. To love and to submit will become our most critical assignments to one another as a couple; for me, to love you (deeper than was put to you in your Mills & Booms'), and for you, to submit to me. These are divine assignments - no easy tasks, but totaly doable and rewarding beyond measure. I understand if you think submission means being subdued and that makes you feel primitive in this mordern times. Its similar to the way I sometimes think loving you means being 'handicapped' in having just you when I could have a harem of beautiful women along with you; which of course makes me feel too 'modern.' God help us both!
22. Believe me, you can hurt me just like I can hurt you. The personal choices we make have a lot to do with whether or not, how often, how much and for how long we do. The standing stereotype of our time says "guys are evil heartbreakers," but truth be told, I'm no more of an evil heartbreaker than you are and no less vulnerable to you as you feel you are to me either.
23 Our relationship is not perfect and for the world, will never be. It is however a standing opportunity with no limitations, for as long as we agree, to make of it what we desire and choose to. I need your support as much as you need mine and someday, if we sustain our efforts, found on friendship, reinforced in love, and roofed in resolve and approved by God, we will find we have built something marvelous and perfect just for us."
"Lets leave out the 'foreplay' for a change and get straight to the point. . Tired of getting tips from those "how-to-be-better-at-loving-her" type of articles, which I find helpful but usually leave me wondering if there are "how-to-be-better-at-loving-him" 'counterparts' to compliment them?
I've compiled a list of important things I feel the lady folk should know hoping they would read and pick some pointers from it instead of indulging in craming and trashing out with their friends, articles written for guys for ther own benefit, after they've scrutinized them thoroughly to find out if the author has expressed their personal views.
I speak for myself in the list but I'm very sure my voice stands for a majority of men all around the world, most of whom have already given up on ever having a relationship that's better than the average Joes'.
Please pay attention; I'm positive you will learn a thing or more that'l help you become "Miss Right" while waiting for "Mr. Right" from the points mentioned below.
1. Fix me a special meal sometimes, preferably something unconventional. This tells me you get highly creative when U think about me and creativity is facinating. Ps: Don't freak out if I'm more interested in you than I seem to be in the food cos U probably flattered my appetite away.
2. Give me a proper pedicure and manicure. You could either do it yourself, which I'd prefer, or take me where you get yours done and pay to have mine done. Trust me, with the right approach and attitude, this could be as satisfying as a blow job, and it beats telling me "you need a pedicure;" Like I didn't know I do!
3. Offer to iron something for me, especially when its something I need to use urgently and time's against me, the pleasure from this is so much more when you show some enthusiasm while doing it. It could be my shirt, trouser or even my handkerchief.
4.As much as you honestly can, try to get along with my mum, and the rest of my, perhaps, soon to be 'former family,' (even those I don't get along with). She's the only known epitome of faithfulness to me from birth, and the two of you getting along makes me feel like you were 'the' perfect find of the same kind. Don't patronize them, just be yourself. I know how difficult this could be but you genuine efforts will not go unnoticed or unrewarded. Leave the 'Irish diplomacy' to me. I know them better.
5. I appreciate your tears and value each drop more than either of us can understand. You could fake a thousand orgasms and I wouldn't know unless you told me, but fake being hurt by crying crocs and I'll definately figure you out. To surmarise this point, just don't use your knowledge of my weaknesses for you to manipulate me... ever. I'm not weak because you are strong, I'm weak because it feels good to be so for you so I let myself be so, and in my weakness all I need is the security of trust.
6.Do not underestimante the power of words with a personal touch. "I like cooking" or "I like dressing up" don't mean much to me when you say so; those are just words; but "I like cooking 'for you'," and "I like dressing up 'for you'," just like "I enjoy being kissed 'by you'," are experiences beyond words that make me want to buy you that Pair of Gucci shoes and matching bag you wanted for Christmas, now. Talk to me personally, sweet talk me like I do you; make love to my ego.
7. There's a strongly bonding and deeply satisfying feeling I get from the knowing you'll let me run my hands through your hair and scatter it without you freaking out, even if its when you've just come back from getting it styled. "Hell no?" i thougt as much but I guess that's why I want to; I guess its because your hair is most often, kind of like 'private territory' and having me 'intrude' without querry makes me feel like a V.I.P; and to be fair, I probably wouldn't make a regualr habit of it once I know It's 'painfully' okay with you... maybe once in every quarter of the year. lol!
8. I know you enjoy shopping, especially when I'm paying; I enjoy it to, even when I pay. Did you know your shopping can be as pleasurable for me & my pocket as it is for you when, from time to time, you remember to at least get me something, especially if it's something I need or will find useful. "Oh yes;" Focusing on 'needs' before 'wants' and maximizing our resources as you shop gives me a certain sense of peace and security that I'm with the right person too.
9. Yes I like boobs and I like ass and all the other distinctly outlined contours on your 'facinating' body, but when you, in the name of vogue or couture, put them on display and every Tom, Dick and Okoro out there (who like me, have developed 'x-ray' vision enough to see through a nun's straight frocks) ogles at you, the only thing you achieve is making your 'goods' more visible & attractive to them and less so to me. Please, by all means, show respect for yourself and regard for me in the way you dress, leave the naughty stuff for when we're alone.
10. Be rational, or at least try to be. As much as I like attending shows and concerts with you when your favorite male artist is performing, indiscreetly verbalizing or revealing in any other way whatsoever, how much you 'love' him, his voice or his performance makes me feel exactly how you would if I took you to say, a strip club and wouldn't shut up about how much I enjoyed how the strippers' supple hips swayed in rhythm to her peppy boobs.
11. Talk to me... Please! I'm not psychic yet but if we work towards effective communication now, with time, I'll have become as specialized a psychic for you as you've always desired. I enjoy getting pointers and feedback from you; they help me understand you better and love you with more ease.Ps: when you nag, ALL I hear is "I think you're a dumb idiot." That doesnt help.
12. Get comfortable with your body. Without it I wouldn't have noticed you; or that something about it I paricularly like with special interest, which more than covers adequately for the less than perfect bit(s) I probably don't even notice. if I wasnt comfortable with the way you looked, I wouldnt have approached you in the first place. If you don't believe me when I say "you're a complete package of all I desire," one of us might along the line wander off the road to infidelity, and don't be surprised if its you.
13. Wake up to the fact that I will always have other passions that have absolutely nothing to do with you or your kind; football, Martial arts or car racing for example. They're part of what make me me. Instead of trying to come between me and my other passions, which will only cause undesirable friction between us, you could either develop interests in them and help me enjoy them more in ways I didn't know I could (which I'd prefer), or you could just let me enjoy them. My attention won't always be on you... Maybe most times, certainly but not ALL the time.
14. Wise up now or show yourself foolish later. Friends or foe, most girls that flirt with me & most guys that do so with you, especially when they're aware we are an item, don't do so because they like me or you better than we like each other (as they attempt to portray). They just don't like us being together and are acting on their envious curiosity to find out what would happen if we weren't. If we both stay conscious of this, our togetherness will have better chances of outliving their 'curiosities.'
15.Establish your priorities, they speak louder than your words. I understand you can have tall ambitions too, and maybe what you desire is to become an astronaut or the Secretary General of the UN. Well I have absolutely no problems with that, and infact will support you fully in all the ways I can, as long as you can consistently and evidently show me that in your heart of hearts, you value our relationship and all we share more than you do your ambitions. Nobody wants to feel like the means to an end; not even you. Ps: I don't need your money to take good care of us, so if your excuse for working such long hours, tight shifts or under manipulative conditions that rob us of precious time is so you can support me by increasing 'our' income, understand now that you've made yourself a slave to an idea you will bring us more sorrow than joy; you especially.
16. Competition with me is just irritating. I'm not one of your girlfriends so please stop trying to impress me with what you can do as well as I can or better than I can. Rather, try impressing me with what you 'can't' do and want me to do for you, expressing trust that I can do it as good as you expect and better than anyone else can. Honestly, you're more attractive to me in your helplessness than you are to me in your strengths and I am more motivated to achieve and please by your reliance than I am by your self sufficiency.
17. Accept it. Yes! My kind are rather possessive with things we cherish. Even as boys we wouldn't let you or anyone else hold our favorite toy unless we really liked you, and even then, not for long. Being best friends with some other guy or flirting with other guy(s) in the name of being "friendly" or having an "existent social life" and expecting us to 'understand' only tells us you're not worth us cherishing. In essence, what we hear is "I can't be your treasured 'toy'." This won't do you any good.
18. Really, I'm not with you because you're the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm with you because I;
a) Like you a lot,
b) Love you,
c) Can live with you a lot more comfortably than I could with 'her', and agree within myself that you satisfy me more than she ever could, or
d) A combination of the three.
There is no "most beautiful woman in then world" that's why we can confidently say you are, and there's no such thing as "I 'can't' live without you."
19. Know this and guard it; I adore the beauty of your sexuality and your expression of it as much as I adore every other trait that makes you you; Nothing plants you and you alone on the grounds of my life wherever you may choose and as firmly as you desire, beyond all possible resistance, as much as when you consciously reserve me the exclusive rights to share, nuture, reveal, explore, partake of, discover and rediscover it with you. Screw around (even once) and we're more screwed than the bolts on the Golden gate bridge - most likely beyond redemption, and should we survive, the scar will remain.
20. It's totally okay to come onto me. Whoever suggested that sexual agressiveness as a man's duty must have been either a lazy wuss or an ignorant bore. As much as you enjoying playing victim to my strong desires for you, every now and then, I do to; and as its really impossible for our passions to flame on at the same time always, you'll find its less frustrating if we just take the initiative when we feel like. Trust me if you feel you're scared of being turned down by me, it's not half as much as I usually am with you. Statistics are in your favour. So go ahead, come have a hug, or steal a kiss, or cuddle with me, or..., when you feel like it instead of waiting for me to decode you.
21. To love and to submit will become our most critical assignments to one another as a couple; for me, to love you (deeper than was put to you in your Mills & Booms'), and for you, to submit to me. These are divine assignments - no easy tasks, but totaly doable and rewarding beyond measure. I understand if you think submission means being subdued and that makes you feel primitive in this mordern times. Its similar to the way I sometimes think loving you means being 'handicapped' in having just you when I could have a harem of beautiful women along with you; which of course makes me feel too 'modern.' God help us both!
22. Believe me, you can hurt me just like I can hurt you. The personal choices we make have a lot to do with whether or not, how often, how much and for how long we do. The standing stereotype of our time says "guys are evil heartbreakers," but truth be told, I'm no more of an evil heartbreaker than you are and no less vulnerable to you as you feel you are to me either.
23 Our relationship is not perfect and for the world, will never be. It is however a standing opportunity with no limitations, for as long as we agree, to make of it what we desire and choose to. I need your support as much as you need mine and someday, if we sustain our efforts, found on friendship, reinforced in love, and roofed in resolve and approved by God, we will find we have built something marvelous and perfect just for us."
Monday, February 16, 2009
Taking chances
Every day comes with the opportunity to be a better person. Have stronger ideals, make wiser choices. Every opportunity comes with a choice to move on up or go slowly down to where anger and regret often consumate. In all of these things, we make right or wrong choices. Sometimes, a right choice might be taking a wrong turn on the pathway leading to anarchy, sometimes, it might be what we all know to be right. But whichever way leads to to the right path, its all about taking chances.
In this world we all reside, everyone's witing to see what every one else is up to doing. I want to blend in so I do not rouse too much interest and consequently critisism. That way, I put less at risk, and unfortunately, lose more. Life is about risks, and like finance, the higher the risk, the higher the potential for returns. So when I try harder and reach farther than I have seen anyone reach, I look like I am puttin more of the little I have at risk. But the truth is, when I risk all, I have less than all to lose.
So, taking chances, on life, on love, on God. What is it that if you had the wherewithal for security, you would go for? If life offered you a coushin for all your falls, what are the things you will try as many times as possible till you got it right? Those are the things your heart trully desires. those are the things you were made for. I can tell you mine.
I want to reach the world with my gifts. A song, a poem, a lyric, a verse. I want to be the best anlyst in my generation. I want to come up with practical workable solutions to the economic problems in Africa. I want to have a vibrant ministry, touch lives withthe same hands that touched mine. I want to reach the sick in heart and spirit, help the one who feels hopeless. Be a voice to him that cannot speak, for fear or worse, for the loss of the ability to voice opinion, help him find his own voice that he may so do for others. I want to fall in love. Hard and string and forever. I want to have a family that loves me as I try to love them more each day.I want to love passioantely and fiercely, and if it means wearing my heart on trimmed sleeves, I will.
Take a chance. Carpe diem!
In this world we all reside, everyone's witing to see what every one else is up to doing. I want to blend in so I do not rouse too much interest and consequently critisism. That way, I put less at risk, and unfortunately, lose more. Life is about risks, and like finance, the higher the risk, the higher the potential for returns. So when I try harder and reach farther than I have seen anyone reach, I look like I am puttin more of the little I have at risk. But the truth is, when I risk all, I have less than all to lose.
So, taking chances, on life, on love, on God. What is it that if you had the wherewithal for security, you would go for? If life offered you a coushin for all your falls, what are the things you will try as many times as possible till you got it right? Those are the things your heart trully desires. those are the things you were made for. I can tell you mine.
I want to reach the world with my gifts. A song, a poem, a lyric, a verse. I want to be the best anlyst in my generation. I want to come up with practical workable solutions to the economic problems in Africa. I want to have a vibrant ministry, touch lives withthe same hands that touched mine. I want to reach the sick in heart and spirit, help the one who feels hopeless. Be a voice to him that cannot speak, for fear or worse, for the loss of the ability to voice opinion, help him find his own voice that he may so do for others. I want to fall in love. Hard and string and forever. I want to have a family that loves me as I try to love them more each day.I want to love passioantely and fiercely, and if it means wearing my heart on trimmed sleeves, I will.
Take a chance. Carpe diem!
Growing up
Have u ever been told to (look up, nah! up there!!)? yes? I guessed! At some point in everyone's life, someone on the outside thinks you are immature. You should grow up. Try acting your age. Stop behaving like a kid...
Like every other experience in life, you always have two options. To react or to rise above and just simply act. While it takes a lot of effort to be the person in the latter picture, the bliss or the impulsive recourse to the former is only fleeting. So you get angry and pout. And it doesnt end there, you make firm declarations... "I will never...; If I ever... They will see, I will..." andfinally you block your mind from other options. When you take the stand to be against any tide, it will be hard for you to flow. Either good or bad, stands signify and end of the evolvement of a process. When you firmly decide, you have put your feet on a chosen path. hat happens next may not be up to you. Think about that.
In the alternative, you may decide to accept whatever is said about you. Okay, so they said... and you chose to accept it. What I fault in this reasoning is the ability of another person to be accurate about an opinion of you. No one can really know you nor fully understand your intentions. While you can be sure that people who see you from the outside see you better, you can also be sure that opinions formed on what is seen is subject to the expressions of their preferences, flaws and mixed intentions. So, I would not say such opinions are a reasonable conclusion as to your person.
So what to do? You cannot trust them and you cannot rely on yourself alone. SO I say, go for a mix! Take their words with a pinch of salt, mix it with your self made broth... just a bit, for taste. And serve yourself, a meal of honesty. Be true to yourself and you will definitely come up with the closest to accurate picture of where you stand.
Note this: whatever formulae you arrive at, you will be needing the help of the One who knows you best. No matter how pretty your picture loks, only one person can help you reach the fullness of who you are meant to be. So, now you got a balance of opinions, strive for the real deal. Ask Jesus to help you, comfort, strenghten and keep you. He is more than willing to aid you. He will carry you through and over till you are screaming with delirious delight from the top!
Loves to ya!
Like every other experience in life, you always have two options. To react or to rise above and just simply act. While it takes a lot of effort to be the person in the latter picture, the bliss or the impulsive recourse to the former is only fleeting. So you get angry and pout. And it doesnt end there, you make firm declarations... "I will never...; If I ever... They will see, I will..." andfinally you block your mind from other options. When you take the stand to be against any tide, it will be hard for you to flow. Either good or bad, stands signify and end of the evolvement of a process. When you firmly decide, you have put your feet on a chosen path. hat happens next may not be up to you. Think about that.
In the alternative, you may decide to accept whatever is said about you. Okay, so they said... and you chose to accept it. What I fault in this reasoning is the ability of another person to be accurate about an opinion of you. No one can really know you nor fully understand your intentions. While you can be sure that people who see you from the outside see you better, you can also be sure that opinions formed on what is seen is subject to the expressions of their preferences, flaws and mixed intentions. So, I would not say such opinions are a reasonable conclusion as to your person.
So what to do? You cannot trust them and you cannot rely on yourself alone. SO I say, go for a mix! Take their words with a pinch of salt, mix it with your self made broth... just a bit, for taste. And serve yourself, a meal of honesty. Be true to yourself and you will definitely come up with the closest to accurate picture of where you stand.
Note this: whatever formulae you arrive at, you will be needing the help of the One who knows you best. No matter how pretty your picture loks, only one person can help you reach the fullness of who you are meant to be. So, now you got a balance of opinions, strive for the real deal. Ask Jesus to help you, comfort, strenghten and keep you. He is more than willing to aid you. He will carry you through and over till you are screaming with delirious delight from the top!
Loves to ya!
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