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 Literature / Re: We Have A Problem...... by theorbiters: 5:51pm On Aug 28, 2017 |
Tell me, by what strength can a man fully operate with? Or by what measure of ability can he function with uttermost clarity of purpose? Do enlighten me, on what ground can a man have the full assurance to do the unimaginable exploits? Or to what degree is a man so undoubtedly sure of conquering the world? Is it on the strength of his arms do he rest his boastful confidence? Or by his uncanny wisdom do he rely on to ghost past his fears to the point of his dreams? Is it by the multitude of sincere motivating friends, spurring him to the finish line? Or the very icy grips of the fear of failure itself? In all these, I must submit, neither of them holds sway when stacked against the truth; for time and time again, the truth remains still, in all generations, the amount of knowledge a man has about himself is the amount of strength he will operate with because his value depends on the truth he has chosen to believe. Herein lies the root problem of every challenge we face: what do we know about ourselves? Moving from the corridors of our childhood to the point where we are presently, it is no breaking news that at every level of our short robust lives, we have somehow deliberately or even most times, unconsciously accommodated options and opinions of other friendly faces, that if and when we sit back to dissert its compatibility with what we are so madly in desire of, to our bemusement, we may be so utterly ashamed to realize that those options and friendly opinions do somehow makes us feel like aliens living in our own bodies. We begin to see and sadly recognize that the life we say we live is entirely not our own because in it contains the child idea of another. And then, we slowly develop and depressingly cultivate the gloomy sense of being lost even in the midst of familiar faces, and the more we cry within ourselves, silently screaming for a hand to pull us out from this sinkhole, the more we feel the ground shifting under and the mudslides coming all over us again because our own identity is becoming nonexistent to ourselves and to the next person beside us. It is at this point we feel the need to find ourselves. So then, the struggle of finding who we are in this world kicks off. But perhaps, the struggle of finding ourselves may just be the very fatal mistake we all make and are still making, because this struggle, surprisingly and sadly, could make us focus on our weaknesses and limitations, and so therefore is no ideal solution to this problem and enemy we are seeking defeat. So then, we have a problem, and yes, a scary enemy to face. A problem that needs a solution and an enemy that needs to be subdued; but if the problem of finding ourselves in the midst of crowded faces will solve no inch of it then what must we do? To be continued… |
| Literature / Re: We Have A Problem...... by theorbiters: 5:44pm On Aug 28, 2017 |
Now if you are reading this at this point, then it is most certain that you are one of three categories. Perhaps you are among those who I have really succeeded in stirring up their curiosity and appetite for the understanding of this problem and to figure out the solution, or perhaps you are among those who have no conviction of what I have been writing, and you are only reading this just to see where it ends. And yes, the third category are those who are neither here nor there, only reading for the fun of it; but then, I must make known one startling truth; the answer, as we should see here, may never truly satisfy our raging curiosity and the answer we get here may never come close to what we hoped for, but surely, it will stand with time. It’s no telling secret that the dawn of each new day brings with it a bearable burden that stirs up a familiar concern within us as a constant reminder, and in the similitude of a nagging lady, begging us to poise an answer to the challenge, how can I change the world today? Or more importantly, how can I affect someone’s life today? Well, except you are not thinking or musing over this, then I must be very candid to point out that your problem is quite bigger than what we are delicately trying to uncover here, because the purpose of every life is to affect another, and if for any reason we find ourselves failing to achieve this, then we probably don’t deserve to live. But if so, for any reason, you find yourself in this our bandwagon to the discovery of a solution, then we must do to ourselves the honesty favour of realizing that we all, almost always deliberately or unconsciously choose to relegate to the background the real question we must fight to answer. Maybe we are sincerely ignorant of this question, or maybe we are fully aware, whichever group we say we belong, the fact remains, we can certainly do nothing until we, ourselves, become the answer to the question. Now tell me, from where cometh this our insatiable need of changing this world we live in? Or the ravaging hunger that drives this our ever increasing desire of transforming the life of another? Tell me, how are we so made drunk with the notion that something is fundamentally wrong with this world? Or made subjected to the belief that something different could be and should be happening? This inherent desire in every thinking human has an answer so simple and so near, and one that is summed up as this: that in spite of the glaring limitations and profound shortcomings, we know that this world, because we live in it, deserves to be a better place, and every life, those we meet and those we don’t, irrespective of its glorious inabilities, deserves to be happy; so therefore we strive so diligently and quite unrelenting to fulfill this lifelong insatiable need. But so painfully, how then do we so gloriously fail in our attempt to live out this desire? How then are we so easily knocked back into the quagmire of utter despair to think that this our own very dream could as well be a living breathing nightmare? Could it be that we have so big a dream as compared to what we are actually capable of achieving? Or we let our ‘uncoordinated’ desires run so wild to the point where we practically set up ourselves for an enormous letdown? Or perhaps, could it be that we believe not in our own strength to put flesh on our own dreams? Maybe yes, maybe not, but suffice me to say this is not the issue; for our very own enemy, and real problem of our lives is ourselves. Stop for a moment and think…….. |
| Literature / Re: We Have A Problem...... by theorbiters: 2:41pm On Aug 24, 2017 |
| Literature / We Have A Problem...... by theorbiters: 2:24pm On Aug 24, 2017 |
PART 1.... Perhaps our biggest mistake is that we try so hard to find ourselves in a world where it is very easy to get lost in, perhaps, we try so hard to figure out who we are and what we were created to be. Perhaps, our biggest mistake is that we expend so much energy and so much time just to discover where we fit in, so much energy to realize where our place in this world lies, and so much time wasting in doing a lot of adjusting and accommodating, sieving through deep layers of personalities and shades of our lives, hoping to present that near perfect aspect of ourselves to the world. Perhaps, our biggest mistake, no, problem is ourselves. Unstable as the waves of the sea, and unpredictable as the wind that blows haphazardly from the far corners of the globe, it is no secret that almost through out the green years of our lives, we struggle, with almost little success, to make sense of why we even exist; our lives, most times, have the abstruse feeling of being auto piloted by whatever hand we think controls us, and one may be well forgiven for attempting to succumb to the temptation of leaning back, relaxing, and enjoying the ride. Life, at this point, becomes almost very predictable -pass through the childhood, get good grades, have a degree, secure a good job, fall in love, have a family, grow old, and then leave this earth- and it takes only those who are crazy enough to wake up to the realization that life may not be so nice to give us what we ask for, and that something bigger, something more worthwhile could be in play. Now stop and think for a moment… Ever find it so bemusing and quite puzzling that even along the lines of how predictable we wish life could be, we, at the very least, are so often saddled with the hope of changing the world? Burning from within the embers of our chambers, we are largely consumed with the desire that one day, just around the next corner, what we do, what we say, will alter the direction of people’s lives for the better, yet, so annoyingly true, we realize that we are so overwhelmed smitten with the uncertainty of how to do it. We now reckon that the problem is not in getting there at all, but largely owing to glaring the truth: there was given no blueprint of how to get there. This throbbing headache leaves us in arrays of disjointed thoughts and keeps us sprawling freely in a catacomb of uncertainty and despair. This, we clearly understand, is a challenge. But suffice me to say, or more appropriately, to write, we have a problem. Tell me, what is the most terrible fate any man could suffer from? And what greater ill luck can any man have? For me, is for one to walk through this brown earth without anyone recognizing and appreciating him for who he is and for what he is. Such madness is too unbearable for my feeble heart to comprehend, but then, this mad matter always form the root of all man’s successes and failures. The challenge of how to get there becomes less intimidating when compared to the monstrous problem of identity. Now we can agree that the challenge of how to get there has never been our problem, the challenge of how to change the world is never an issue, but the problem of this challenge is what we must first arrest. So yes, we have a problem, and one that needs a solution so urgently. But then, how effective can this solution be if the problem behind the challenge of how can we change the world is not known? How can a solution work well if it does not solve the problem of our challenge? This must we answer, but first, let us summarize this problem. To be continued…. Let me know your thoughts and opinions... Read more on litcore. |
| Literature / The Definition Of A Man by theorbiters: 3:51am On Aug 22, 2017 |
Tell me, what defines a man”? Struck like lightning to a key at the base of a kite darting through the wind, the question came at me with such daunting presence, totally eclipsing my thoughts as I sought for, an entire hour, an answer to this puzzling question. In all honesty, I was the one who had initially troubled my mind with such a question, still, I found that providing an answer was almost big a responsibility to bear alone for an hour but then, I needed an answer. The night was cold and silent, and if it weren’t for the faint sounds I made as I breathed, one would forgiven to think we were camping among the dead. Just when I thought nothing worthy to be termed an answer would visit, the first one knocked on the door of my mind. Character. Is character a true yardstick to define a man? Is character a pure testament of what a man is capable of handling? Can we use character to judge who a man is or what manner of man he will become? Maybe yes, maybe not, but if there is anything I have come to know about these beings called men, is that, a man can choose to be who ever he wants to be at any time, even if he has to pretend for a long time. If so, then we can say, the character of a man will remain stable provided the situation remains the same, but if we stir the water a little, man is sure to react accordingly to the situation. If so, then character is unstable and cannot be relied upon. And with that I shook my head, knocking character off my porch. So I waited. Next was Words. When a man speaks, he speaks from within, this I remember hearing while growing up, but really, tell me, can the words of a man give a true description of what manner of man he is or will be? Maybe yes, we can hold a man accountable for the words he has spoken and the vow has made, but to say that his words are a sure measurement of his definition is one I will never put my bet on, because time again and again, it has been proven, man is prone to lies, whether intentionally or not. So if then I can’t guarantee the day a man decides to break his promises will never come, how then can I be so sure to defend what I think about such man. So just like Character, I too had my reservations towards Words and soon yanked it off my porcelain porch. Along came Actions. They speak louder than words, so true, and so scary, for a man can, and will do anything so long the price or prize is right by him. The price and prize may not necessarily mean that every man can be bought for a monetary value, but the truth is, whether we like to know it or not, a man will only act when he knows he will gain something because his action will cost him something. Fame, prestige, legacy, principle, pride, appreciation approval, recognition, whatever it may be, a man’s action will always swing to the direction of a prize, and you will be damned if you tangle with a man who is set to do anything for a prize. If this is true, then then a man’s action will say one or two things about him but never everything about him, so therefore, a man is not fully defined by his actions. What then defines a man? As I mulled over the question again, more visitors trooped in, offering their best solutions to this nagging headache, and still, none was deemed worthy to be granted a room in my head because whatever it was, Character, Words, Actions, Attitude, Priorities, Principles, Purpose, Destiny, Talents, and all others, they all can be manipulated and be feigned when everything seem right and everyone is watching. So what then can truly define a man as he is? What of those things he does when no one is watching? YES!! It was at this point of questioning did the answer come crashing on me like an avalanche on a city, a man is truly himself when no one is watching. Think of it. A man could put up a character just for a show, or say something he knows you want to hear. A man could do something just for a prize or price or could do other 1001 things just for that moment, but when no one is around, when no one is watching, when no one is judging or making criticisms, a man is truly free to be who he is. All the charade and masks are put off, and the bare man stands out for himself to see, knowing fully well that this is who he is. This he knows about himself, but then there is an issue, he will never allow you see that side of him. He will never allow you know him like that because the day you do, that is the day he has lost his power on you. That is the day you define him. So then, we have a problem. If the unseen nature of a man is the true measure of defining him, then it is scary to think and to say that the very thing we think we know about that person we love or hate may in fact be a lie masquerading to be the truth, because it is now obvious that a man will only allow you to see what he wishes for you to see, and not the whole truth. If so, then who can truly define a man? Well, my answer is, only a man knows who he is, every other thing are just reflections and shadows because what we see and know about a man could be a misleading representation of who and what he is. So how do we live with this? Isn’t it scary to live with the fear that what we thought we knew about someone may not in fact be real? Yes, of course it is scary, but once you come to terms with the fact, no the truth, that a man is capable of doing just about anything, then you won’t be shell shocked when he does something contrary to what he says he is or had shown to be. This may be a flawed submission, but this is the only thing I have for now. www.litcore. |
| Literature / Re: The Devil's Reaping Fork by theorbiters: 12:03am On Jan 13, 2017 |
[quote author=liepzig post=52758060][/quote] Believe me, your story is beautiful, and with this being your first attempt, I am very much enjoying it, but the advice I will give is that, you should forget about the length, and focus on the quality. Enjoy your writing, fall in love with your story, this way you will embed the emotions within the story. I am definitely sticking to this story. |
| Literature / Re: The Devil's Reaping Fork by theorbiters: 9:54pm On Jan 12, 2017 |
Okay, it is obvious you have a very interesting story to share, and would can't wait to get it out, but I will just advise that you take your time,and you don't rush it. Don’t just report the events or the emotions, try to describe them, give them quite an explanation, this way your readers can connect with your characters. Use paragraphs, they will make it more presentable. |
| Romance / Re: The Incomplete Love. by theorbiters: 4:38am On Dec 15, 2016 |
| Romance / The Incomplete Love. by theorbiters: 4:37am On Dec 15, 2016 |
“I have been in love, yes, I have tasted of its magical savor. I have eaten of its enchanting fruits, and have been held sway by its mesmerizing bliss. I have danced under the open sky, and have experienced my heart been melted with every touch of a raindrop. I have kissed a thousand times, but did all that on just one lips, and I have loved in thousand ways, but did all that with just one soul. In all these things, I found, love becomes a blessing when the heart trusts who it loves.” These were the words of a much other person I have come to respect and to value in this short life I have lived. Interestingly, as the words flowed from her lips, like streams of water from a rock, I couldn’t help but notice, in between her words, Love is indeed beautiful, but trust is a different universe of its own. Have you ever loved so deeply and so true, that you swore you could step into a building engulfed with flames if ever asked to prove the measure of your love for someone, but somewhere within, you have this reservation that the one you so much love may not do the same or value your sacrifice? Or have you ever loved so genuinely, but for fear of being stranded in the middle of nowhere or not being understood, you restrict your openness and honesty about a certain past or a situation? Sincerely speaking, it is no child’s play to completely trust someone. Now the question, Can love exist without trust? The answer, most certainly, yes, it can, and quite frankly, it does exist among us these days. Don’t be too perplexed at what you get when ask if there is a difference between love and trust, because the answer is a simple yes; for while trust is very much possible without love, love is incomplete without it, though it may exist. Now let’s think for a moment. Love is a bliss, love is magical. Love is mystical, love is divine. Love is enduring, love is kind. Love is not arrogant, love is not selfish. Love is selfless, love is endless. Love is pure, love is true. Love is enchanting, love is mesmerizing. Love is beautiful, and love is an epitome of perfection, but with all these savory fruits of love, do you often wonder why we find it quite difficult to enjoy the total package love has to offer? The truth is, love will always be incomplete without trust. See, it is very possible for us to profess our undying love or affection to another, but when push comes to shove, and we are asked to make a sacrifice to prove the statement of our love, we often find it very easy to retreat back into our shells, wishing we hadn’t made an open statement of our affection. Most times, though our hearts and minds be willing to stand by our words, our heads keeps telling us to do otherwise because we become so unsure if our love is worth the sacrifices we are about to make. It is not because we don’t love that person, it is simply because, love, as we see it, is easy, but trust on the other hand has a heavy price, one we are so reluctant to pay. This is the simple truth why many, if not most, unions don’t and won’t stand the test of time. It is not because there is no more love, or lack of the sparks of wild passion coursing through our bodies, it is not because there was an error committed, or the lack of communication somewhere in the middle, no, quite frankly, it is because we haven’t being able to trust ourselves not to hurt each other. I may claim to love you so deeply and so true, but for the fear of you hurting me, I may decide to place a restriction on the measure of love I display, not because I don’t love you as much as I claim, but because I am trying to protect myself from being hurt. This is the state of our minds today, probably because of a past experience or a lesson taught by other people, but what we fail to understand is that, until we fully trust who we love, we will always struggle to find the meaning of complete happiness. For where incomplete love stops, trust will go far, and where incomplete love makes a promise, trust will bring it home. Where incomplete love sings its song, trust will be its melody, and when incomplete love make plans for the future, trust will bring it to reality. Love, like my friend will say, is giving someone the opportunity to hurt you, but trust is believing they won’t. And in all honesty, when it comes between love and trust, love is the easier pick among the two, but more accurately, love is never complete without trust. 1 Like 2 Shares |
| Religion / Re: Photos From THE EXPERIENCE 2016 by theorbiters: 9:36pm On Dec 03, 2016 |
teebillz: Those guys will shut down everywhere. 4 Likes |
| Literature / Re: The Writer's Dilemma by theorbiters: 2:07pm On Nov 29, 2016 |
You know, this excerpts reminds me of a time when I had a terrible impasse. The words were not just clicking, and my once creative imagination became a stomp, stucked in the quagmire. After various attempts to resuscitate my dying brilliancy, I realized that the major problem was that I was trying so hard to write what I know, rather than writing what I like. It was like I had forgotten why I began writing in the first place, the joy of writing and the thrills that comes with it, only to replace with topics that I felt would suit my readers. This made me stagnant. I was trying to live up to the reputation the people had built for me. I had to change it all over again. And yes, it was messy, but I found myself again. Nice excerpts. |
| Romance / The Right Kind Of Wrong. by theorbiters: 3:07pm On Nov 07, 2016 |
Tell me, what is the first thing that comes out of our mouths when we see someone close to us in a very terrible position? Maybe a friend, a colleague, or a loved one stuck in somewhat an impossible mess, and they look to us for answers. Tell me, what are the right words to say? You see, all it takes is the splinter of a second for people’s lives to fall to shreds, for dreams to be squashed, hope eviscerated, and hearts broken. Most times, some may not even know of the amount of shit stored in their bodies and lives, and all it requires is just one wrong moment or a piece of bad news to uncover the blind. And at this point, they look on us for the right words. I remember visiting a friend who had just lost her husband in a terrible accident after just a year of getting married, and the truth was that her world was turned upside down. Crying her eyes out, she was surrounded by people who tried comforting her, telling her everything would be okay, while I stood at a corner, wishing that they knew those words were the right kind of wrong thing to say at the moment. Quite frankly, by default, the first and only thing that comes out of our mouths are the words, “It is alright”, or the alternative, “It will be alright”, as an assurance, to probably ourselves, for situations that are quite incomprehensible or out of control, but the truth is, so many times, it is never really alright, and neither does it turn out to be alright, not even by a long shot. Saying it is alright is just a way to fool ourselves into thinking that whatever had happened, was just a blip on the radar, or something that would just sort itself out in due course, but what we never really understand is that people don’t want to hear those words when they hurt. For God’s sake, they are going a terrible thing, and they running to you for comfort is not for you to make them feel like a fool for feeling depressed, or try to make them ignore or minimize the pains in their hearts and minds, but they coming to you is for them to feel that there is someone out there who understands the pains they feel and will be by their side, each step of the way, till they come out of that dark place. Seriously, it is okay to tell them, Damn, this is all messed up and crazy, and probably one of the worst thing I have seen or heard, not because the problem looks insurmountable, but because you are placing your legs in their shoes. It is not a sign of weakness to admit something is terribly wrong, or that a situation is so messed up and crazy, and that there is nothing you would say that could probably change the situation, no, it is not weakness at all, but the greatest gift you can give someone who is on the verge of depression is the assurance that you will be there to help them sail through the dark and stormy sea. I know we all want to be that strong individual that people run to for all the right words and reasons, but at times, being that person often requires us to share in their pains and nightmares, feel the same horrors of their demons, and give them the sense that they are never alone in whatever they go through. At times, being that person requires us to make them trust that we can relate with their predicament, and still be the strong hand that leads them through the dark forest. People, in their worst or going through their worst, don’t scream at the world because they think the world will solve their problems, no, they scream because they want a companion, they want to hear someone say, I am here with you, and not it is alright or will be alright. If it was alright, then they will begin to question the pains they feel, and even question if they are entitled to feel any pain. The truth is, they don’t want their pain to be ignored, rather, they want it to be shared. But life goes on, you may say. Yes truly, life does go on, and they know, but they need time to come to that point of reality, and it is our duty to bring them there slowly. And no matter the pain or struggle, they will one day start to understand that life goes on, and things will be alright, eventually, without feeling the same, but the road to that point will be rough, so they will require patience and help to get through. So if you are heart broken, it is not alright. If your business fails, it is not alright. If your world is crashing, it is not alright. But hey, you will get through. Read more thought provoking articles on www.litcore. |
| Family / The Burden Of A Rose. (appreciating Women All Over) by theorbiters: 12:33am On Oct 18, 2016 |
Taking her sit by the window, just before the Sun wakes, she produces a soothing scent, refreshing my airwaves, and gradually intoxicating my senses as she runs her soft fingers across my skin. Tenderly and calmly, she sprinkles her wetness on me, slowly wrapping her gentle petals around my fragile skin, reminding me of moments long forgotten; there is always peace in this troubled world. And as I wake, a stare at her produces feelings inexplicable, words unworthy to be heard from my mortal lips, and desires my heart won’t describe, but more amazing is when she stares back, silently whispering, she understands, and constantly assuring, she is my peace in this troubled world. Gently and slowly plucking her from the bed, mildly and softly cuddling her, I could feel her life force coursing through my skin, brightening my eyes as clear as day, and producing a smile at the corner of my lips. A symbol of love, a symbol of perfection, I thought, a symbol of hope and a symbol of everything different. And why she is busy making my whole world bright, I realize, she is not too careful in concealing her own thorns. All her days are spent in pleasuring me, lighting the dark corners of my world, and producing love unmatched by any other. My happiest moments are the highlights of her day, making me forget the demons of my nightmare, yet, she is never too afraid that her thorns will one day ruin her beauty. This is who she is; love defined, hope personified and still, an epitome of imperfect beauty. And while she comforts me daily, her is never without her own struggles, managing to keep her nightmares at bay while constantly working to complete me. Ridding her of her thorns will make her less complete because this is who she is, and I have come to love and her accept her for all that she is. And whenever she stares and smile at me, I do always remember, she is my peace, and will always be my Rose. www.litcore. |
| Romance / The Burden Of A Rose. (appreciating Women All Over) by theorbiters: 11:22pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Taking her sit by the window, just before the Sun wakes, she produces a soothing scent, refreshing my airwaves, and gradually intoxicating my senses as she runs her soft fingers across my skin. Tenderly and calmly, she sprinkles her wetness on me, slowly wrapping her gentle petals around my fragile skin, reminding me of moments long forgotten; there is always peace in this troubled world. And as I wake, a stare at her produces feelings inexplicable, words unworthy to be heard from my mortal lips, and desires my heart won’t describe, but more amazing is when she stares back, silently whispering, she understands, and constantly assuring, she is my peace in this troubled world. Gently and slowly plucking her from the bed, mildly and softly cuddling her, I could feel her life force coursing through my skin, brightening my eyes as clear as day, and producing a smile at the corner of my lips. A symbol of love, a symbol of perfection, I thought, a symbol of hope and a symbol of everything different. And why she is busy making my whole world bright, I realize, she is not too careful in concealing her own thorns. All her days are spent in pleasuring me, lighting the dark corners of my world, and producing love unmatched by any other. My happiest moments are the highlights of her day, making me forget the demons of my nightmare, yet, she is never too afraid that her thorns will one day ruin her beauty. This is who she is; love defined, hope personified and still, an epitome of imperfect beauty. And while she comforts me daily, her is never without her own struggles, managing to keep her nightmares at bay while constantly working to complete me. Ridding her of her thorns will make her less complete because this is who she is, and I have come to love and her accept her for all that she is. And whenever she stares and smile at me, I do always remember, she is my peace, and will always be my Rose. |
| Literature / The Burden Of A Rose. (Appreciating Women All Over) by theorbiters: 11:10pm On Oct 17, 2016 |
Taking her sit by the window, just before the Sun wakes, she produces a soothing scent, refreshing my airwaves, and gradually intoxicating my senses as she runs her soft fingers across my skin. Tenderly and calmly, she sprinkles her wetness on me, slowly wrapping her gentle petals around my fragile skin, reminding me of moments long forgotten; there is always peace in this troubled world. And as I wake, a stare at her produces feelings inexplicable, words unworthy to be heard from my mortal lips, and desires my heart won’t describe, but more amazing is when she stares back, silently whispering, she understands, and constantly assuring, she is my peace in this troubled world. Gently and slowly plucking her from the bed, mildly and softly cuddling her, I could feel her life force coursing through my skin, brightening my eyes as clear as day, and producing a smile at the corner of my lips. A symbol of love, a symbol of perfection, I thought, a symbol of hope and a symbol of everything different. And why she is busy making my whole world bright, I realize, she is not too careful in concealing her own thorns. All her days are spent in pleasuring me, lighting the dark corners of my world, and producing love unmatched by any other. My happiest moments are the highlights of her day, making me forget the demons of my nightmare, yet, she is never too afraid that her thorns will one day ruin her beauty. This is who she is; love defined, hope personified and still, an epitome of imperfect beauty. And while she comforts me daily, her is never without her own struggles, managing to keep her nightmares at bay while constantly working to complete me. Ridding her of her thorns will make her less complete because this is who she is, and I have come to love and her accept her for all that she is. And whenever she stares and smile at me, I do always remember, she is my peace, and will always be my Rose. To all the ladies, you all are amazing. www.litcore. |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 9:51pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
Aderola15: Lol.. Okay love. |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 8:20pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
Presh900: Now you are being logical, and I am afraid that ladies, who are more emotionally controlled, even in their right senses, may not see it as you do. |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 8:17pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
Aderola15: Women can't be direct. Hmm, indulge me for a moment, so you are saying that you are as straight forward as a textbook, and you don't like the feeling of being chased? |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 8:13pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 6:21pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
Diddyydiva:  Like I said, not all women can be generalized, but haba, tell, me sincerely, you really think you don't have one, if not all, of these traits? No lie o |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 6:19pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
akaahs: Thank you. |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 6:17pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
BiafraBushBoy: Okay |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 6:16pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
Presh900: Lmao... I totally agree with you. Why treat them nice and good when they treat men as crap? Well, for starters, they are ladies, and they reason that if you must be with them, you should be able to put up with their 'nonsense'. And no, you can't do to them what they do to you, cos, unlike men who always have a logical explanation for everything, they, being more emotional, may not and will not be able to strike a balance between play and rough play. |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 6:11pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
BiafraBushBoy: Sure you are |
| Romance / Re: Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 2:51pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
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| Romance / Women Are Not So Complicated. by theorbiters: 2:50pm On Oct 03, 2016 |
For more than a decade, in fact, since the start and days, there is this widely accepted saying that women are complicated, and there is just no sure way of trying to understand them or keeping them under a leash to some extent. Well, to some point, this may be true, but what bothers me is the fact that nobody is trying to do anything about it. It’s like we have all resigned ourselves to such disturbing fate, and just hope we get paired with a less irrational one. No way! I for one, can’t live like that. So I began my search for freedom and boy, it wasn’t so easy to finally find a common ground in all ladies. To be sincere, you can’t use a selected few to generalized every lady, but what we can do is to find similar traits in most. So here are some tips on how not to feel like a total idiot when the storm comes. 1. Don’t expect them to reason like you. Trust me, don’t even try to think or make them think that they can or should reason like most men. It will not work. Now we know men are more of a logical being, while ladies are more emotional, so while we men tend to act based on what we have calculated, women prefer to act based on what they feel, using the line, trust you heart, it can’t deceive you, as a defense. Now, most times, they actually turn out to be right, and this can so agonizing, because they won’t allow us to hear the last of it, but in the long run, they end up frustrating the male species. Have you ever wondered why anytime you get into a debate with a lady, you both end up see the situation from different points, and most times, you ask, “can’t you think”. Relax, you can’t really blame her, because somewhere in her head, she is also asking the same question. While we want to be logical, to have an explanation for every action, they, ladies, don’t need a reason to some things, once they feel it in their hearts and then bones, forget it, they will do it. So guys, next time, you get into a debate with a lady, don’t just push it so much, because , they are not thinking the same way you are thinking, and trust me, they love it that way. 2. Women can’t be direct. In fact, they hate being direct. It makes them feel less in control of their lives. Getting close to a lady, you will understand that when they come across a guy who can easily understand them without stress, a guy who can spot and tell them all about themselves in and out without any difficulty, they start to feel so uncomfortable around that person, especially when they haven’t decided if they want to trust that person or not. In most cases, they can decide to lie or pretend, just to make you look stupid for once. Trust me, I am talking from experience. I wish I can share that experience, but I promised her I will keep it a secret when she finally opened up to me. Most times I just wonder, why not just be direct and let’s make life less unbearable, but I found out that, with they behaving like that, life won’t so much be as interesting as it is. Almost everyone loves mystery, myself included, so we just have to let them spin around, make them feel in control, at least for the mean time, because most of them want to prove that this is not just a man’s world. So, next time you as a guy start getting mixed signals that makes you confused, chill, take a deep breath, and just play along. Your ability to play along, will determine what happens next, which of course, ladies believe they have to determine. They love being in control. 3. Don’t do unto women what they do unto you. Hell no! Don’t even play with the idea. Don’t. If you do, I can promise you one thing, the devils will practically come live in your home because you invited them. Yes, we know at times that these wonderful creatures called women can be so annoying, at times they do things that leaves us astonished, most times they hurt us in some weird manner and expect us to be cool with it, yea bro, I understand, but don’t in anyway think of you repaying them. Now we ask, why are they like that? Truth is, every lady want that guy they can be totally free with, someone they can ‘make fun of’ in a weird romantic way. Now, while we guys see it as unnecessary, these ladies see it as sign that that they can totally depend on you. Remember, they don't reason logically they way men reason, rather, almost everything they think and do has an emotional attachment. So, while we are wondering, what is she doing, just relax, if she was going to hurt you for real, she would do it without you realizing it. Now that you know why she does the thing she do, don't ever try to play the same card on her, it won't work. Remember, she is not so logical like you think. You may mean no harm, but to her, you are capable of eating with the Devil. The saying, “Women are complex”, does not necessarily mean that women can’t be understood, or that women can’t be consistent. No, rather, it means that for you to be in sync with that lady of your dream, it requires some amount of dedicated efforts. Now, shall we continue? 4. Women can choose to lie to you, and yes, it for your protection. Honestly, this may seem weird, but truthfully, it is for your good, so don’t push it. Now, this is not me justifying any form of lie, no, in fact, don’t see it as a lie, see it as them withholding some damaging information. Imagine if all the ladies in this world decide to say what it is, as it is, oh my freaking goodness, this earth would have sunk a long time ago. Now, there is a big difference between when a man tell a lie and when a lady do the same. Now, men tell a lie to save their head. Remember, men are more logical, so after much calculations, a man will come to the conclusion that if he dares say the truth at that moment, his life is in trouble (although, I wonder why men keep putting themselves in this position). For the women, who are more emotional, when they tell a lie, believe me when I say it is better that way. If she can’t see another way to put it or can’t find a subtle manner to say it, and she is being pressured to divulge, for sure, she will lie, and trust me, I am yet to see an exception. Understand this, not everyone is capable or mature enough to handle the truth at all times. Okay, don’t think I am recommending that they go about, choosing when to say the truth and when to lie, no, but if saying the truth at that time will hurt someone without repair, they refrain till a more convenient time, and for some weird reason, ladies understand this. Have you ever been in a situation where a lady decided to say the truth, as it is? Especially when you know what you may hear could be terrible and damaging? How did you feel? Times like that, you start wishing they had just lied and save you the heartache. It is like, they can produce the most damaging effects a man’s mind can cope with, and this at times leave one wondering for a long time, that is, if one is able to recover at all from the shock of the truth. Trust me, it is not nice to lie to people, but when a lady tell a lie at a particular time, just be rest assured, it is for your good. 5. Women love to talk. Honestly men, just be patient. Yes I know, most times this could be agonizing and unbearable, but this is one thing we can’t escape from. I don’t really know if this is a good thing or not, but this is one trait so predominant in them. In fact, on a second thought, I think it is a good thing that they talk a lot, and as weird as it may seem, I believe it is better this way. Now you may ask how? Let me show you. Do you know why ladies talk a lot or argue so much (most times to a fault), it is because they care about something and someone, and as weird as it may seem, the moment they stop caring, they stop talking. Observe when a lady begins one of these episodes, there is something interesting you will see. To be honest, when a lady starts, if you look beyond the argument, you will notice the care in her voice, no matter how high it may be, the passion in her eyes, matter how red it may look, and the love in her behavior, no matter how dramatic she may act, and all these are because she cares so much about you to let you know what she feels. The day she decide to keep mute on any matter, not minding what you do, good or bad, don’t be too happy yet, something is going wrong somewhere. Although, men get frustrated with the way they go about it, in thinking, talking, and acting. Remember, they are more emotional than logical, so the way they argue their case is quite a wonder to most men. Now you may ask, how then is this useful? Let me show you. Understand this, the female mind is like a black hole. Trust me, you can never fully know what these women think unless they tell you. Keep a lady in your house who doesn’t talk, I can bet you, world War 3 will happen right there in your room and you won’t know until you are almost dead. When they don’t talk, I bet you, their heart is almost no longer with you, and when they talk, they are trying to pass a message. So when a women starts talking, see it as an opportunity to know what she is thinking and the message she wants you to know. Don’t pray for her to be dumb (honestly it is hard not pray this prayer), just pray for grace to be patient. Seriously men, don’t interrupt them (unless you want to prolong your torture), instead, allow them, and when they are through, just ask them calmly, “Are you done talking?”, when they are through, then you can explain your own points. I know this can be painful, but this is how to handle these episodes (unless you have a better idea, I want to know). So, women talk a lot, yes, it is because they care. See it as a chance to know how they feel. Now I still more ways to understand a lady, but let me stop here for now. www.litcore. 1 Like |
| Nairaland / General / 56! by theorbiters: 2:00pm On Oct 01, 2016 |
The rain pelted against the roof incessantly as the cold wind swept through the entire room. It was 7 in the morning, and all I wanted was to crawl back into the calm soothing hands of sleep and drift away to Wonderland unknown, but everyone else, fully awake, would have non of that. My little sister was going through that scary 'ladies stuff', you know that one that happens every month (still don't know how they survive those periods), my younger brother, well, he was just being my younger brother, so I had to forfeit my moment of sweetness to make a breakfast, even though I had wished everyone would just starve. Now all I wanted was for the rain to cease. Realizing that the rain wouldn't be stopping anytime soon, I had to use the umbrella, as I made my way down the street to visit the store where I would purchase some items for breakfast. Surprisingly, every shop remained close. Weird, I thought, because my street was such a bee hive, that by 6 in the morning, you could see everyone moving at a neck pace. Silently I hoped for an open store. Still in search of this 'Golden store', I met a familiar face, and just before I could say "Hello", he greeted, "Happy Independence Day". I looked around, realizing the trick was on me, I shook my head. So that was the reason why there were few people on the street. It was our Independence Day celebration. The familiar face quickly excused himself upon realizing I was lost in thoughts, and I couldn't even recollect how I had walked back to the house without the umbrella shielding me. 56! That's the number of years since we got our independence. 56! That's the number of years we have been trying to get it right. 56! That's the number of years we have been hopeful that it all gets better. 56! That's the number of years we have been trying to build a nation. 56! That's the number of years we have been trying to create a future. 56! That's the number of years we have been trying to sell an image to the world. And at 56, we are still trying. People say this country is a great nation, people say this country has every right to be happy and grateful. People say this is in rumbles and shambles, and people say this country is on a spiral path down the drain. But in all these, I asked myself, "What do you say at 56"? As I sat on my bed, buried in thoughts, I couldn't help but think, maybe by now we should have been better, maybe by now we should have gotten it right. Maybe by now we should have been great, maybe by now, we should be safer. But in all of these, as we morn the lives of those lost and those gone, I somehow cling tenaciously to the glimmer of hope that it is still not too late. And whether our hope comes sooner or later, and more lives be lost, our hope will come. For, to delay is not to fail. Irrespective of whom and where our loyalty lies with, the hope is for all to say at the end of the day, "We got here because we never stopped trying". At 56, it may not be happy, but it is sure hopeful. God bless Nigeria. God bless You. www.litcore. Cc. Lalasticlala Seun |
| Literature / Re: Twine (A Drama Series) by theorbiters: 8:25am On Sep 30, 2016 |
bibijay123: 'Twine', it is beautiful. Lives, love and different interests being intervowen by circumstances. There are those who fight for the right to love, those who fight to protect the ones they love and those who fight for the love of their own interests. Whether love triumphs or fail, that decision lies in the hand of time. This could be used as the synopsis or part of it. 'Twine' is nice. Let me give you more options, 'The Wolf Among Us' 'Secrets of Our Pains' 'Shades of Our Hearts' 'Pains of Our Hearts' 'Heart Crimes' 'Violent Affairs' Though I like 'Twine', this is just to give you more options. Cheers. 2 Likes 1 Share |
| Literature / Re: Twine (A Drama Series) by theorbiters: 10:03pm On Sep 29, 2016 |
bibijay123: Well, I got a couple of suggestions you could work with. Just let me when and how you want them. Happy to help. Cheers. |
| Literature / Re: Twine (A Drama Series) by theorbiters: 3:17pm On Sep 29, 2016 |
Okay bibijay123. So, first of all, I want to say thank you for dedicating an update to me, it was nice of you, I do appreciate it and I am sorry I didn't acknowledge it earlier. Now just like the rest of the bandwagon, lemme, say congratulations on your story, it is nice and entertaining,. Now while I commend your efforts on this piece, permit me to say that next time before you post an update, proofread it first to check against errors. I know you want to satisfy the insatiable hunger of ur readers (myself included), I will advise that you should just take ur time. Now, I really commend your efforts for building the background of each main players, it is really nice, but I have one thing to say. As you build each player's background to explain why they act the way they do, be careful where you insert those flashbacks, because at some point, they reduce the excitement that has already been built up and the anticipation for the next twist. Maybe I am the only one, but I just skip those flashbacks and go to the main story so that whatever excitement I had built up will not just fall. It is like taking me to a hill top and then dropping me from there. It takes efforts again to have that excitement come back. What I am saying is that, let the flashbacks of an individual give a ground reflection of that individual present action, it should give a reason why that individual is taking an action at the moment. Your flashbacks are okay, but they should not come in between another player's moment, it throws your reader off for a while (maybe I am the only one). One more thing, I think you should work on the title and your story, because it is only remotely close to the content. Now let me shut up because I don't even know what I am saying. Nice story. You are talented. 9 Likes 2 Shares |
| European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Manchester United Vs Manchester City (1 - 2) On 10th September 2016 by theorbiters: 2:25pm On Sep 10, 2016 |
Match over joor |
| Jobs/Vacancies / Re: Updated-New Job Vacancies by theorbiters: 11:13am On Sep 10, 2016 |
Good morning debbie and everyone in the house. I just want to use this opportunity to say thank you to God for using debbie and everyone that has contributed to this thread, you all are amazing. And yes, I got a job through this thread and have resumed. I am really grateful for all your help. I am not a motivational speaker, but to everyone who is still hoping, just don't give up yet, you are next. 46 Likes 3 Shares |
I don't get chased. If you have interest in me and you make it known, you get your answer immediately. It's a yes or no affair. Ain't nobody gat time for cat and rat bness
sorry abt that. Will wrk on it. I have had it in mind long ago to change the title becos the content developed a mind of its own but i am yet to do so becos i don't know what to replace it with. I also wanted to change the synopsis too. Any suggestion on the title? (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (of 34 pages)
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