Found this on my wall and had to share!! I am not polite. Life is not polite. Life slaps you around like He is your love-vendor and you are His _bitch. Life doesn't write you a letter seeking permission before happening to you.
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We do not live life. Life just happens to us. I used to tell people 'just live your life' but now I know better.
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You do not live life. You just take it as it is and make the best you can out of it.
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Rich people don't live life. Life happens to them too. That's why we my millionaire uncle suddenly took ill with some aliment that baffled the doctors and died( a mercy actually). That's why my friend whose father had cars like some women had shoes, suddenly suffered a stroke in the 'prime of his life' and BAM! They sold everything and he still died. That's why my Papachi who was moving up and up the ladder suddenly found himself hurtling back to Ground Zero when the Meltdown 2004 happened. That's why you can work and cheat and lie your way up and in the end, you wake up one morning and everything has changed. Nothing matters anymore.
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Poor Folks. Rich Folks. Salad.Garri. Pure Water. Henessey. Hand-me-downs. Designers. Boys Quarters and face-me-i-face-you. Glittering enclosures and many mansions. Tokunbo. Rolls Royce.
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Life Happens To Everyone.
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Life doesn't give a jack how high up you are. In the snap of a finger, in the blink of an eye, in the blur of a Usain Thunderbolt, everything you thought you had saved could be lost.
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I used to think if I had Jesus, I would be fine. But now I understand that even with Jesus, I could still be not fine. Even with Jesus, I could still fail. The presence of divinity in your life doesn't mean you have it all. It doesn't mean you will never fall. It doesn't mean all roses and crowns. Nah, it simply means HOPE. It means you have something to get you through rough patches and dark phases. I won't argue on this. Peter, Judas, Matthew, Mark and John, they all had Jesus, not by faith, in the flesh. They walked and talked and ate and learned from him. They still failed when it mattered most.
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Jesus never fails. But I can. I could.
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So, what do you do? Where do you go?
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I don't know.
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To each, his path. To each, her journey.
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Me? This path I have chosen, I am not apologetic about it. I am not always proud about my choices but I never regret who I am. I have learnt and unlearnt a lot of things. I have unlearnt being too polite. Being too meek. Who e help? I can't control what happens to me but I can decide what I am gonna do about what happens and how I am gonna do it. The why is my beeswax not yours.
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I have learned not to be afraid. Fear never changes anything. Fearing for my life won't make me live longer. Fearing I may not make it won't make me hammer. I am just gonna put in my 80 per cent( because the remaining 20 percent is wasted on Facebook. Addict tins) and dare life to do its worst. And when life takes up the dare and gives it to me in the ass, minus the vaseline, I won't cry about it. Because Life is a monster most of the time. And it is so strong that no matter what you do, you still get _fucked up.
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And you can scream and cry and howl but nobody is gonna listen to you. Everybody is too busy getting _fucked up to care about someone else getting, perhaps, a slightly higher dosage of life's preek in their _rectum.
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And when someone walks into your life and _fucks it up, do not show surprise, na Life send am message. If you like, do your own back, if you like, fine somebody else to _fuck up and continue the cycle. Like I said earlier: your life, your choices.
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Moral of this loooong _ass post: WE ARE _FUCKED!
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Lesson Learnt From Moral Of This Loooong Ass Post: Be fearless, faceless. Be happy(anyway), hippy. Be unapologetic, unfazed. Be anything and everything.
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