the rise of life

the soul is endless

floating through the existence called time

the spirit is the soul and subconscious in a warm embrace

gifting life to a body

which is the transition into the phase of mortal life

the manifestation of a crying infant

pure in spirit but helpless in all ways mortal

for the strongest form any human can attain is at the time of the least physical state

those big bulging eyes can bend the courage of the fiercest soldier

but with the continuous passage of time comes the tainting of the soul

the realization of the world and its evils

the yield to temptation

the murderous powers of though

and the awareness of ones physical strengths robs the mortal mind of the one true strength

the purity of the spirit

thus the rise of life becomes the demise of the spirit and the detachment from the root.

the wisest stage a mortal mind can attain is the realization that to indeed be all you can be

you would have to return back to the

beginning of the rise of life

to become one with the spirit and forge as a unit

some men find the beginning by the bible

some by the quran

some via bud ha

some hindu

everyman has his own form in this quest

for it will be foolhardy to believe life is worth living without being one unit



i am a man lost in my own mortal being

i am lost within myself

clueless as to how to get out

many paths lay ahead of me

with my palms clammy, my heart racing

i take my first step. . . . . . .

tubabie: why do i feel you are patronizing me huh?

raven: watch out, it will come to you sooner than expected

@kay yes i am

just cant believe its over


@adebayo

yep mindlessness

got an issue with it?

At the Altar of Mindlessness

i wrote this in a mindless state so alter your consciousness to that level


life, take it or leave it

operates in the realm of give and take

the principles of karma

or the theory of yin and yang

the latter being identified as male and female

thus for man to co-exist with his environment he adopts this pattern

albeit unknowingly for some.

now to become successful in life , man makes sacrifices

we first sacrifice at the altar of education

which when considered wholly isnt exactly all the knowledge needed

or alternatively

we offer sacrifices at the altar of street

graduate with street savvying and a times a heightened survival instinct albeit criminally tended

no matter which altar our quest for education or street takes us,one altar joins us all together

at one point or another,some make it to that altar whilst in thier altars of knowledge some after , some never

the people who never are considered somewhat strange

the people who sacrifice at this altar can also either end up fulfilled or frustrated

remember the yin and the yang

the order of balance

This Altar is the Altar of love

but for the purpose of this write , i christen it the ALTAR OF MINDLESSNESS

pure love is divine and is between man and God ,God always gives the most

the next is mother to child

9agonising months of discomfort,pain before finally birthing life.yet the instant this little bundle comes out,mindlessness from mother to child takes place.

desire enough to drive mum to the eye of the tiger,just to make sure child remains safe and comes to no harm

why?

this question doesn't warrant answering as even i experience this

we can only hope we end up as mindless for them as they us


the third and most baffling

two people who were not born in the same place

who have different veiws on life

live in different continents

and until of recent WERE OF DIFFERENT GENDERS

enter into a state of mindlessness, in this case these people dont go to the altar of mindlessness

but it comes to them, and with it comes its servants that manifest as

lust

the feeling of one's joy being fuller

the sensation of being complete

the zeal for improvement and the need for union

the baggages the servants carry manifest as

jealousy,obsession and domination

usually the above are almost non existent,except one allows the servants too much free hand

or under intense stress

but hey its the altar of mindlessness and its the only era known to exist.

the lucky ones never get to feel the baggages or even if they do quickly nip it

now since its established that people dont go to this altar of mindlessness,but it to them

it leaves a totally empty feeling when one of the party accept and the other declines

this feeling has just one description 'hell in the heart'

the feeling of abject worthlessness

the taste of rejection

the sensation of being crushed

with all these at stake, the question is why worship at the altar of mindlessness?

the answer is this, we dont have a choice

it is our gift and our curse

it is our light and our darkness

i am a crushed mindless victim

i am still standing

wishing,hoping and calling

because hate it or love it

the order of mindlessness is the best thing that can happen to man in his lifetime.





ps:if you have read this far

then you have succeeded in understanding the state of mindlessness

sino: reminds me of Russian roulette , hmmm me like very much


i sense the first stirrings of the evil within me

i lost her yes, i miss her yes. . . . . .

and i would keep holding out for her as long as i can yes

but right now, i have to keep living the life. . .


so LET THE RANTS BEGIN!

ok all you num skulls where the heck are ya?

i cant even leave this spot to brood and expect still boiling rage

when i get in


epi i think you are a coward

bluespice, a chicken

sino: you are an almost dying salmon

vesc: goat cant begin to define you

kay: mr piggy sound familiar ?


every other person


Bleep you!!!!









lol: hope that stirred the hornets nest

i have lost my mojo

methinks the same worries vesc lol. . .

but i am down bt not out, . .

kay what happened to all those your off beat yarns

i am missing it oooo


vesc, come back nau


sino: noting to tell ya

scofield: a breath of air u are, whether stale or fresh i neva know

ravenzord: u must answer questions on that your profile pix

The pregnance of time


time is a finite quantity

but infinite in its attributes

time is full of moments

moments that define ,redefine

or re-shape our very own existence in this finite world

time is an ally

time is a foe

time births love

time births sadness

time births sorrow

time births life

and time births death

time is always conceiving

time is always pregnant

time is always delivering

we are always the fathers of the delivery of time

in reaping whatever we have sown into time

time is my lover

time is my friend

she is yet pregnant for me again

and i expect my bundles of joy any day now

for i have sown in hope and belief

and will reap in manifestation


but for now,my lover time is very pregnant and will deliver any day now

mine is around the corner

why do i now, feel low?

why am i altogether snappish?

why do i feel disappointed

this isnt mine

if i had this,and then mine around the corner

someone i would have deprived of what is originally theirs

because of my insatiable need to just move one

he toiled and i toiled

he prayed and i prayed

probably his only chance

if i had gotten this, as soon as my corner comes

i would have dropped it and have them redo the process again

mine is around the corner

my corner is just a few steps away

my steps would be done in a few moments

lord give me the wisdom to accept

everything isnt designed for me, especially if its detrimental to another

please increase the pace of my steps

so i can go and get mine

just around the corner
















ps: i had something else written for today
might still share it later but now

i am not happy and cant say i am sad either
i am in a phase of understanding,
i am a better man for it, i think





@epi

nice one

@sino

holla

my yim is on my profile

BrigGen.:

@ariblaze

", a satisfied feeling filled me."

Your "feeling" was satisfied?

With what?

By what?

Now,that's a pathetic fallacy.

finally,

in a long while

the ignorant visits

lol, my good sir if you don't grasp the concept or angle of things

you are best advised to ask or better yet keep quiet rather than expose your folly here.



i await your rejoinder

lol humor me

if i am to tell him(i already have though)

who recognized him from the pix

he certainly doesn't know tubabie

and i am sure he is reading this now




ps:how did you recognise him from that distance?

nah, i know him though

why?

5 men, 5steads

decided to charter a course like Columbus

but unlike Columbus this course has being chartered before,but therein dint mean the dangers were any less ,or circumstances more favorable

but these men were brave lads

it was a passage of rite,monthly rite if you choose

some may be eager to brand them reckless

but 'na them get them mouth'

the morning of the quest came with open heavens.RAIN, enough to discourage the faint hearted but not this men,rather it increased their resolve to surge on,afterall they would become conquerors at the end of this quest

And the gallant men moved,hearts in thier mouths,rain pellets whipping a frenzy on their amours and helmets ,movement was tentative at first,till everyone got in sync with ground

then the real fun began,the men started to dart in and out of moving obstacles at speeds surpassing

that of every other motion around them(do you know how it feels to be the fastest in motion in your environment?)



15minutes later, an abrupt stop the whole path ahead was blocked by ugly metal boxes on wheels with impatient men and women at the helm,every single inch of the road was covered

the annoying metal boxes were bringing out awful smoke from within and were extremely noisy

after deliberations a brave knight had to opt out(his wife was having a baby)

we forged on,stroking our steads lovingly through mad chaos and muddy shortcuts

thatcher was at her best,the roads were beyond deplorable but she held ground with all the lepas around

then i almost lost her,all 230kg of metal and fibre. . . .it cant be happening i thought,i had to do something

that istant my hips and wrists knew what it felt like to life 230kg, whilst defying gravity, i couldnt go to ground with her and i even refuse to allow her go to ground. . .it was worth the pain

an hour of meandering we broke away from the me lee hit the main road

then 200km/h loomed. . . .

i have not being absent ,absent per say

i was on a fast off this site

a few things i wrote on fb

some of you have read it, some havent

so enjoy



i like em big

round and succulent

never really cared much for skin color,unlike some

but more for personality and size,orobo ,i have never being the lepa type

partly because i feared my positioning and maneuverings might break her(if you know what i mean)

the bigger,the easier to satisfy,right?

thus getting more satisfaction for me

having to work and maneuver that size is such a turn on

all my friends know,if you come with a lepa,i probably would just indulge her

but an orobo,you will have to be on guard 24/7 with me around

i have had 3 relationships before her, the last i had to send packing,for lack of performance ,this brings to fore that personality counts more than size

when i saw her picture in my mailbox,i was sold

i yearned to be with her,

to stroke her

be in sync with her

longed for the moments when she would screeam in estacy

to be the envy of my friends

watching the sunset with her

i wanted her to take my frustrations away

to be one with me,i wanted to think or be with her all day long

and dream of her all night.

i was in love. . .


thus i made my move

fierce competition sprung from left and right,but i stayed the course,applied some cunning and guile till finally she became mine

our first night together was beyond perfect(unlike that of my previous)

i felt eyes on us with envy when we entered an arena

she is big and old compared to what men like now,

most guys like fresh blood,that again isnt me,for me the older,the more experienced,the more worldly, i dint need to tutor such,thus her being with me becomes a matter of her liking it and not cos she wants to be broken.

she never lied to me

when she was pained she dint hide it
when i erred she corrected me
when she needed love,she made me know
when i hit her spot,she responded right
she dint have multiple layers
she was open and fair to me

why would i want to look for another?
what else can a man ask for?
beyond amiable personality, a loving touch and unrivaled love
i am in heaven and you people wonder why i am not married yet?
well its because i know how it feels to be loved


well i want you to meet her and be the the judge


she is big

she is black

she is understanding

she is passionate

she is loving

she is crazy

she is wild

she can tolerate me

she is fast

and she is my honda CB1100XX aka superblack bird

i christened her Thatcher


PS:before you all start calling me crazy,it is 3am i am butt naked and i just rode at breakneck speed from Victoria island to ikeja , a lil bit on the high side,which is to be expected considering i am coming from a friend's bach eve(a story for another day)

and she dint toss me


so riddle me this

is it a crime to want her?
is it a crime to love?
is it a crime to want to be in sync with her?
is it a crime to feel dejected because she walked away?
is it a crime for us to be the envy of all?
is it a crime for me to still be pining ?



if i can feel this much for thatcher imagine what i feel for her?

i am heartbroken
i am tired
i am lonely



i need a smoke. . . . . .

hello kay

every one else :whatever

especially to that wale chap


kay9

i know where you fury is?

its in the same place my zeal has gone

its gone down the black hole

and am very sorry i am not sure she wants to come back

at least in my case(make no mistake its a she)

the drive to spit rubbish went along with her

the need to look for wahala fled down the pipes with her

the ability to incite people went down the abyss with her

the technique for seeing a Grey area in between white and black has being lost


i dont know if that's what it feels like to lose your fury ooo

but thats how me i feel right now. . .

i owe it to myself to get back as do you. . .

thus my suggestion is this re-create another fury

lets look for another source of fuel to build the fury

quit searching for that we think is lost,

mourn it, yes, hold out hope ,yes

live dejected? no

if its supposed to be ours, it will come back

you know the stories of how to tame pigeons

. .,lets fuel it

i think my environment now, can be sufficient fuel for me

and should be for you too, except of course one senorita has you tamed. .









ps:pardon me if i sound disjointed, covered a round trip of 613 kilometers yesterday with a can of sprite in the system

still haven't eaten yet

where is everyone?

i come here looking for spice

and no one is around

i have being a victim of severe migraine for the past two days

it feels as though mc hammer is doing the typewriter in my head

Hello All

THINGS WE'VE LEARNT FROM NOLLYWOOD .

1. Every problem you have is spiritual.
2. In every romance movie, someone must die.
3. It is possible to hit a person without actually touching them!
4. Anyone who gets hit by a car dies immediately.
5. Poisoned food always tastes better.
6. The best way to make money is by visiting a 'Babalawo' / joining a cult/ sleeping with rich men/or killing a child
7. One of a pair of twins (identical or not) is born evil.
8. There is never an end to your suffering, except death!
9. With a pastor , all things are possible.
10. A movie can be titled anything, such as:
*The boy is mine,
* Face me, I face you
*Two rats,
*Spanner,
*Calculator,
*Igala,
*Ijele,
*Igodo,
*Igudu,
*Shigidi,
*Eran Iya Oshogbo,
*Ta longbe mu.

11. A movie has not been made if at least one actor/actress has not- twisted his/her lips to speak wrong phonetics'.
12. You are in love, you want to take your girl out, the best place you take her to is,

*Mr. Biggs/Tantalizers: where you'll most probably see an ex while feeding each other.
*The beach: where it is imperative that you ride a donkey and carry her playfully.
*Or the best: take her to buy some new ugly clothes.

13. An Igbo movie has been made if ,
* You visit a 'Babalawo'
* A fleet of cars is shown off at regular intervals for a total of half of the movie time.
Kanayo 'O' Kanayo is in the movie. Pete Edochie is also there too!
To get rich it is mandatory you join a cult

14. Gun shots and knock-outs sound the same!
15. Sometimes the title has absolutely nothing to do with the movie
and other times, once you read the title and see the poster you know it all!!!
(Also the soundtrack gives you a headache because it just narrates the whole story repeatedly - so much for suspense and intrigue!)
16. A love story has not been produced if it does not have one or two of the following actresses-
* Stella Damascus
* Stephanie Okereke
* Genevieve Nnaji
* Omotola Jalade
* Rita Dominic

17. The police are extremely 'efficient' unlike their counterparts in real life.
18. An actress can wear the same hairdo for more than a year and even in longer flashbacks.
19. It is permissible to wear very dark shades at night!
20. When you are shot in the chest, it really doesn't matter; your head will be bandaged! Same for your legs!
21. When advertising a movie, you really should shout because, people are deaf?
22. When you are extremely poor, you will still be able to afford-a beautiful house, very good furniture, T.V., nice clothes, but you won't be able to send your kids to school.
23. Most especially in Yoruba movies, your gateman must be inefficient and comical. He MUST dress like a freak, be rude to all your visitors and never mind his business.
24.the bad guy always dies or gets caught by none other than the police- LOL!!!!
25. At the end of a three hour movie you'll be reminded that THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING, WATCH OUT FOR PART 2!
26. No matter the type of movie, TO GOD BE THE GLORY,

wale abi isnt that what kay says your name is?

you arent too old to suck on a bar of soap oo

and if you annoy me , sir elton john is always there

am sure he will be more than glad to oblige you

The aunties,the mom and the bride


this is a offshoot of my favorite

western,the good,the bad and the ugly

did you come with her?who i inquire sheepishly

her now,the reply i got,by now i knew the road

i put my game face on, lets play,the usual parry and thrust

alas, a fool i was. . .this was no spar, ,this was an attack

where is your girlfriend? i don't have at least not anymore

what did you do to her?(this woman knew me in my diapers but readily assumed i was the wrong party in a gender dispute)

she felt i wasn't serious enough,why weren't you serious enough?

i was i guess i just dint translate it properly to her,

have you told her? yes, what did she say? she is gone

whats wrong with you ar****, you are of age, you have a good job

what else are you waiting for,more money i replied, a reply that sparked an outage of words

you disappoint me, at your age your father already had you

what have you become,is it so hard to find a good girl?

is it so hard to show a girl you are committed to her?

is it so hard to realize you are of age and thus should think of settling down?

is it so hard. . . . . . . . . . ?

i snapped

yes it is hard aunty

i spend an average of 15hours a day 6days a week

shuttling between work and home

time which is devoid of saying anything more than hi to anyone

i get home drained ,tired and crawling for my bed,some nights i barely make the shower

the time i spend catching up with friends is usually when stuck in holdup on my way back from work

yes it is hard to find a good girl, a good girl that suits me,that is meshed to be like me

one that i can fight with, make up with. argue with, one who will tease me mercilessly

not a butter cant melt in my mouth good girl, not someone you approve of for the sole reason she is from an area you like

i cant find at work, cos we don't socialize , we are holed up in a freezer making sure certain peeps smile

i dont have time for weddings, thus cant meet prospectives, hardly have time for church, talk less of singles fellowship

so where or where?

and i wont go through the humiliation of being set up on a blind date

no i wont,your relationship or whatever will come out of it will be subject to too many eyes and ears

and i certainly wont like anyone taking credit for what's that word ' hooking me up with a spouse'

i found one against all odds i did

how am i supposed to find another?

and am not even sure i want another!

she kept quiet. . . . . . .

then my mum appeared

her comrade in arms. . albeit recently

i cant win this, i cant even fight this

i think the only way i can survive is to shut down that part of my life

concentrate on my career and just forge ahead. . . . .

next visit home should be 2years

i aint got the strength to go through this again

now who says women have the longer end of the spoon?

at blu

no i dont

white throne?

is that a deity?

i have to tell you

i dont do deities ooo