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Responsibility Is A Neccessity.

Learn How to take some responsibility for yourself . You're where you are 'cos of what you've done, and what you're doing will determine where you'll be next. Your acts decides what'll be of your life. People always want to be the victim, wanting to always blame someone, dodging responsibilities. "This person did this so am this way...". Hello, everyone has a story, even Aliko Dangote.

The YORUBAs have a saying;
"Alagemo ti bi omo re tan,
aimoojo ku si owo omo
alagemo"
It means "The chameleon is done giving birth, the baby' inability to dance is left to it".

Your parents gave you life, to nuture and cater for your need while you're at childhood is all they do. They can't make the decisions that'll make you great for you, only one person can do that, You.

No matter how good or bad the life treating you, it's up to you to make something out of it. Life is not a bed of roses, I personally prefer to call it a bush of thorns. You need to understand something, 'Everybody got a life, what you do with that life is up to you.'

Stop being the victim, else you end up with a victimised life, re-orientate your mind for a better life, take up responsibilities now, think smart, think great, take sensible risks, you can't make something out of nothing.

A word is enough for the wise, an article is enough to change a sane mind. Make a life.

By El Nino Marvilloso

Edited By Cirphrank Le Pheno Vinci.

Obim Musings (1) ...

You think I'm Crazy
i think likewise as I scribe this
I wield dry lips, they might revolt thee, fortunately I wield a pen that flourish with ink
Obim, hear my writing.

First time I saw you I took no notice. First time we talked I asked a question, you replied in a manner of piss-off, that did piss me off.

Next time, you showed remorse, tactically you appealed indirectly. My heart let go of hate for you brewing. My mind didn't presume a friendship coming.

It came, it saw, it thrived. We talked, we laughed, at times till tear welled up in our eyes. But painfully almost in a Solomon Grundi time-frame, our friend-ship capsized.

In my eyes.

Alas!

I stopped seeing my friend when I see you, I started seeing someone I love. Next time we conversed, I feigned most of the laughters, to me you were now like a land which I loved but in which I'm an outcast, my eyelids seemed to loose strength easily when I looked at you, they batted stupidly. I feared holding your hands least you notice I'm shaky. So I made up my mind to make the right time.

I had not done it before and I don't see myself doing it again, an afterward thinking that I rushed make me think I'm so lame, my legs are intact though, and most times I see the act inane.

I couldn't get it out of my throat so I texted it to your phone, hours before I got the no I already felt so stupid, so I went to watch the hobbit' battle in a stanger' room, I keenly did to avoid the hurtful thinking, a major part of me really wished for what I received. When I read your response, I breathed a sigh of Damn! Oh shit! I said it. Obim, I'm sorry for the awkward moment...

I really mean to write more, but my mind is flirting, I think I've lost it.

...Cirphrank, Le pheno vinci...