Man!

Fine boy, even I can admit, waiting for a lady with with probably a good heart. Happy to see, fone shopping, come out with a face far from the beginning

Dust?

I know the colour of my eyes, never paid attention to it till 2020. I swear, that year killed many. Dies keft? 

Work

Does it make sense to have been working for 15 years and still have doubt or questioning what you have been doing with your life? YES!

A lot of us don't think about it that way, but life, like I now see it, is sending the same message, through different people, in different ways and at the time relevant for it. Not everyone will understand the message and/or use the message even when if and when they understand it.

I like the process I have gone through thus far in life. My skepticism barometer has been calibrated,  pity off, destiny is still in  check; by and large, I am doing good. I only feel sorry for some people. Not just because they helped me now and I see them struggling (not financially speaking), but because they are making so much effort to fit in

Clouth Chasing or Chasing Clouds

Seems like one has to be politically correct these days; else you'd be easily and swiftly cancelled. I have been out of this etiying space for almost ecacyly he same reason, I do not put myself out there ot share those  seemingly controversial thoughts,  bot for the feat of been cancelled or attacked, but mostly because t has very little impact and I am at a stage in my life (young as I am),thinking more of impact. I will continue this tomorrow. No daye or timeon this intro, if you have access yo this, follow me. I am doing this in 12 months. The pressure cooker is sizzling now. #Hoodcomingoff

Nneoma

Nneoma, beautiful lady, strong, determined, dealt with and dealing life. My sister I never praised, my silent friend. 

Dead to Death

In the last couple of weeks, I have had very interesting dreams, they feel so real; some scary, some come in the form of a warning, some peaceful; but in all of them (maybe except one), I wished I could go back to the scenes. In this same space of time, I went from being declared a "walking dead", one whom the doctors were scared of having in their premisis, to a new born; its amazing.

With everyday that passes by, I like some of the decisions I make, still working to that point of absolute peace though.

I just recalled one of the statements a facilitator at one of my event said, "If we did not make decisions based on emotions, some of us have no business being married"; it was actially about making decisions. I am getting to that point where emotions have nothing on me in making decisions, it's hard, but seeing the effect. 

It has been said that life is a game, I thought I knew how to play the game, seeing now that I am still a learner. Point is, killing emotional decisions, killing unnecessary acts, argument, worries, guilt. There is no rule book here, it really is kill or be killed regardless of who it is; they have shown no mercy and do not intend to (based on their actions). I am killing all death in my life.

Salem

Fathers Dream

Feburary 3rd 2023 is the first time my beloved dad AKA my guy appeared to me in my dream, just over 2 years after he passed on January 29th 2021.

THE DRRAM: I had been having some disagreements with my mum and siblings, barely speaking to anyone or attending any events, however, we had planned to travel to the village and I agreed to join them. 

While in the village, we were to attend mass at a church close to the Family house, I was still angry and pissed, but I went. 

A bishop was going to celebrate the mass, it was the feast day of the parish. Mass had juat begun, when I planned to leave but could not. I stayed for the opening prayer and just when the Gloria was to start, I left. My plan was to go home and lay down on my dad's bed; hoping his room was not locked. On my way out of the church, I saw my dad, sitting beside my older brother (who either looked like he saw him too or was shocked I was leaving that early). My dad looked at me and smiled, but I just continued. As I got outside, I saw him again. He was dressed in a matching shirt and trouser native, tucked in and this time with a plate of food in his hand. He proceesed to sit down where someone else was (who was also eating) so I watched. As he sat down, the man nudged him and he apologized with a nod and hand gesture (no words), I could not believe it. 

I went and nudged him from behind, he smiled and did same. We were at it for about 3 times, when he started walking back into Church and I into my reality.

I miss you my guy.