Burden of life

Some place in my part of the world and somewhere in another geographical time zone, "John Doe" and Jane Doe are right now taking stock of their achievements. A roller coaster ride of fleeting thoughts going round in their heads. I certainly don't think anyone is high fiving themselves and I may have said okaygoeasyonyourself if I wasn't doing the same thing
This feeling is usually brought on as the tide turns, the realization that the year is indeed ending.

Spoken Words

Do you believe that amidst chaos

If you really listen

You’ll hear the still small voice saying “I am here"?

Well... ’Do you believe?

Or

Do you lament your fate every time

Wailing and complaining to everyone who cares to listen

But on the real though, don’t give a damn

Of the trials and sufferings

Meted to you by your enemies?

Really...Not to sound sarcastic but then again,

I‘m allowed to change my mind.

Even His Son who bore your sin had complaint but who did he take it to?

Yes...In case you forgot.

God!

HE is the Alpha,

HE is the Omega,

The Beginning,

The End,

The Middle,

The Hereafter,

The Thereafter,

The Comma,

The Full Stop,

Need I go on?

If the weight of the world is on your shoulders, remember HE is God

Even the president who has to sort the troubles of 160 million people goes to bed

Heavily guarded by armies of soldiers;

What does that tell you?

HE isn’t Omnipresent

HE isn’t Omniscient

As you also go to bed unconscious of the swarm of angels

Doing battle on your behalf

Only to get up in the morning…rested…or almost

And walk out like you own your body…

Forgetting to say a prayer of thanksgiving

Oh yeah!

I remember, the body that was once a temple

Has become the holy grail of different markings

Some

Scars…that run deep

And on Sunday you go lift up “holy hands”

Oh really...

Those hands that touches filth

Hands that lay calabashes at the T junction.

Laying claims to wealth not labored for

Did you forget…that He Said?

My words will not return to me unfulfilled,

Or that He will not test us beyond our abilities to withstand

Rather you test His patience.

Pushing the buttons to find how far you can go

Before you turn and say “Save me Jesus, I‘m an unworthy servant”

Remember he is patient because he always shows mercy

But he will not wait until… (I’d allow you fill in the gaps)

So now that you know what you already knew

How about I ask you the question one more time

Do you believe that amidst chaos

If you really listen

You’ll hear the still small voice saying “I am here?

A Drunkard's Tale

 

With light steps, he swaggers

Grinning with false excitement..

He makes his way towards an unseen path

Heading for destruction or restitution?

Only he can tell.

Whistling, he casts his burden aside

That can wait, for now he is on a high

He makes his way towards the unthreaded path

Heading for scarring or reparation

Only he can tell

Or maybe he can’t tell

Tell... the tale of his ending

As a dirge begins 

And cries echoes from lips

While frowns grace the faces of watchers 

And silent thoughts that screams “there he goes, with my tips”

From friends who had cheered him on

Now...the dust becomes the revered

Putting a covering to a body so severed

The Dance

Success is a dancer

To be her partner

You have to be a willing learner

Who will invest time in practice

Who has stories sewn to the fabric

Gut laced to the soles

Grit… marking the lines of the face.

Her dance steps are varied

Thrusting, turning, twirling… never harried

She tasks the ability of one to keep up

Here the trap is laid for one who can’t buck up

Moving on…she never stops

Taking on the next ward, waiting to see if he can keep up

For the reward is only for the indulgent

Who can master her steps and enjoy the dance

Headline Story: How Advertising Changed my life...

We are in the era where trends are changing,  people are becoming really addicted to cyberspace and all sort of smart phones that are meant to make life easier:-when a phone can do teleportation, then I'd believe.
it makes us unaware of  the surroundings and situations around  because we have our heads bent to that small device that has us entranced. it makes us do what it wants at will, when we hear the sound that alerts us of an incoming message, we all but forget what we were about to do and reach for the little devil.
I have been caught in the web and I can say, that I have lived to tell the testimonies.  However,this is what advertizing has helped me do

• Become aware of happenings around me, I take in a whole lot, because right there could be my Eureka moment.
• Broadened my knowledge bank, imagine getting briefs on different brand and lawd have mercy, what this my eyes has seen eh, my small mouth cannot tell.
• Look critically at adverts, looking to find the rationale for the message.
• Going out has suddenly become my forte,  though I'm yet to resume my cocktail expedition, but going places has suddenly become my favorite pastime.
• In advertising, you are never judgmental, the lines between good and evil blurs and at some point intertwined.
• Find all the sides there are to me, and what shocking revelations I have made.
• Not shocked when I find people acting weird, because in advertizing, there are really crazy people.
• Sometimes, all I do is doodle, doodle and scribble..like Kenny says" never let the white bull be the boss"

I have to cut this post short, just had my Eureka moment, and you don't know how many days it took to get here. (hehehe)