A Spate of Inspiration for Global Turn-up [SIGT]
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I have spent time tracking my routes that is where actually l came from forgetting where I am going because it’s already brighter than I thought. I have seen many ups and downs but the thing that surprises me is that every time I was down the next thing was to rise. There is this time I think of running away from the point that somebody inspired me to move and rise but I get back when I see no option but that.
Inspiration has a long history originally said to come from divine or supernatural forces. It is a blessing or a gift that cannot be bought from the physical markets but are found by grace in the gardens of wisdom not willed. It’s something that we cannot live without and without it, will be living but in void.
Inspiration gives us hope. It allows us to transcend our ordinary experiences and limitations and is a strong driver of the attainment of our goals, productivity, creativity and well being. It helps a person to transform from experiencing a culture of apathy to experiencing a world of possibility.
The storms are darker but they use lightning as the lamp to see where rain can be dropped in the midst of the night. No meter how black the cloud is the light will always shine in the inner core of the darkness. Learning from nature we are inspired to know that the darker the clouds the faster the lighting will be meaning that in every harsh situation the chip of hope will flash from the gardens of wisdom in the innermost being.
I usually say to myself if we are guided by the theories and formulas of some other wise and principled people why can’t we create a wisdom machine in our souls to give us the same formulae or otherwise but recreating the way we think and the way we act to guide us. Why can’t we just make our own beings, creating a trail for our tail, as we sail in the sea of darkness? Bringing life to the dead’s darkest nights and make them see the light in their day dream so that maybe they can wake up and start to live a real life of hope.
In the midst of darkness take any opportunity to make your light shine brighter

Karate,
Karate is a game of skill
Its not about having those big muscles
Its not about the number of pounds you can lift with one hand
All those big chests and six packs
Karate is all about skill

You ask yourself a thousand times
Why am I failing thinking of giving up
Maybe sometimes in life we apply wrong methods in wrong games
Life is not the survival of the fittest
Neither how strong you are 'physically' to fight battles
Nor how many wars you have won in less than a second
Its all about skill and wisdom

Skill can serve your energy that you can fight when necessary
You wasting your time chasing an ant with a gun
Lions and beasts are waiting
Then you will be caught tired and exhausted, loosing the game
Why cant you just light up the fire and move on

I see the tears of the broken heart
Crying in pain and distress, of the wasted years and energy
Just because they gave their whole effort feels like they don't deserve
But if all the power that you posses failed, why not trying the other method
Like using the skills that you possess

You know why we are educated
So that we might have skills on problem solving in the community
If it wasn't skill, education might be a cipher, turning to be soldiers of war
But that can not stop the ravages of overwhelming diseases proliferating our society
This failing economy can never be brought back to life
Maybe our businesses cannot flow smoothly like a river after the storm
But we need doctors
Economists well skilled and trained
To make solutions with a pen and a page
Because some battles are not worthy fighting.

The nights seem too long
Before I woke up to achieve a dream
Everybody is telling me that its a worst of time
But there is a road that I see, directing me home
so there is no turning back to those who call my name
and no meter what you say, will stand in a gym like a champ

You are here
But he's not
And I getting off too
And I am so sure you'd like to know why, and I will tell you

I'm back into the nineties
Before Facebook was on the face of the world and many were facing books more than faces on the Facebook
Enthralling myself back there, can cry
Feels like to kneel down but will stand for a while
Standing in the corridor
Facing an open door
Body inside, body with no life
The pain grows deeper into myself
See the tears of the broken heart and a silent cry
Mumbling with pain inside

I just closed my eyes, felt so weak
wanted to stand but started  to tremble
wasn't crying but heard the voice of my soul like a whistle
Heart beating so slow
Hear the noise of crying voices
My mind far faraway from my being,
Time passing, like a hand waving,  from a train I wanted to be on
Murmuring in distress, wish I could take a ride away
Leaving these streets behind me

Found myself down on the floor
Saw nothing but a black cloud rolling like a ball
Tried to open my eyes, oops its was already open but couldn't see,
Tried to call my mom but i lost my breath
Wasn't weak but I couldn't stand
Wasn't blind but I couldn't see
Wasn't dead but couldn't feel anything

Sometimes Life is so hard to bear alone
My daddy, He was my inspiration
My correction and my direction
My road that l could run
Looking at me, my mom, my sister, my brothers..all crying he was gone
He left us in blood sweat tears
In hopes that I could be a ripe for the harvest
But I still hope I will be a good father, just like he was

The black cloud of winter
Lightning and roaring thunder
Striking me with a strong fear and shiver
Wish I could take my way to summer
To the green places of Eden
But mom said its okay, That's what life is all about
I changed my pain into wisdom
Instead of this dead nightmare started to live my dreams
Imagine smiling after a slap in the face
then think of doing that 24 hours a day

She was a master gardener and she is, tend to every leaf removing the weeds placing me into windows of opportunity so I could lean towards the sun that I can never forget  that
THE SKY IS THE LIMIT
Planting kisses on my cheeks hugs on my back, Growing her love on me the best way she knew how, Like a father, like a mother, 2 in 1

She said whats done is done, what you gotta do is to run
cos a journey of a thousand miles is not fun
Take a stand don't be so weak
Open your eyes you not blind
Feel the pain and let go
Open the gates and discover a way
You are what you want your life to be
You can imprison yourself take the keys and make yourself free
Flowers are plenty, this is summer fly over them like a bee

This was my mom, I am here because she gave me what I wanted
This spate of inspiration that changed my world
We all need that
We all need that
We all need someone to show us the way, wondering in the world now giving us courage to take a look into the sky, birds flying, stars shining and see that there is no need to cry
We all need that
we all need that
That world changing order for global turn up
Bringing life to the dead's darkest nights
Standing stronger to win all the fights
Till the sun will rise again and make us see the lights
And become a newborn soul that's right.

Sometimes we don't understand what a Christian life is all about and what exactly it mean. How can somebody just live without knowing what he or she is living for? Its pity isn't it. Can you just walk the road without knowing where you are going and where you are from. We all need to know our purpose and the reason for everything that we do.

There is a battle between the flesh and the spirit. Some people choose not to understand what they see simply because they think ignorance is the only way to escape the battle. We all know about it and we all feel that but some of us choose not to stand the battle. The fact is that anytime you act like you don't know you are giving a chance for anything whether bad or good and even the bible say the time you lack wisdom, wisdom just to realize you will perish. Knowledge is a key to everything and once you choose it you will win in everything and even the battles of your innermost will be won unto your will.
I always loved to give this example of the two dogs fighting within. One is mean and evil and the other one is good, they fight we all know that but the truth is anytime we get a fight there is a winner and a looser, its natural. We all know the survival of the fittest and the one that you feed the most will be the fittest and it will surely take the belt.
What are you feeding the most, your flesh or your spirit? Some spiritual battles can not be fought by the flesh but nevertheless can the spirit fail to solve physical matters. The life we are living is supernatural, metaphysical and it takes the heart of the spirit to open up the undiscovered doors of the supernatural hidden in  the whelms of the spirit and gives the faith to the body for them to manifest in the physical. But this can only be done when the spirit has control to your everything. It knows already what you want but it will be waiting for the authority.

How can you give authority to the spirit? You need to fight this battle. Fight the common reasoning of the mind that covers a way to your sense of realization. Feed your spirit everyday that it will be fit enough to stand every battle. Humble your heart and make your body believe that the spirit can do it. Trust and have faith in your plans, have faith in what you haven't discovered. Open your eyes in the dark and see light all over and make it happen. The power of creation regenerates from your inner being, stop overshadowing it from creating. Then you will understand that this is the battle worthy fighting for.

Earthly treasures drag me down
Pleasures and short term comforts
All my heart's desires
feels like i cant stand a chance
but my eyes are open wide
and getting off the way is my choice

Sitting all by myself
end times signs l see
fear of death and hell covers me with a strong shivering
noway to escape for i am so blinded
looking at these beautiful and **** girls
walking half naked, cant vent

wish i could hold a hundred grand
to spend with haws and *******
enjoying life dearth is coming
feels like after dearth comes cipher
with no treasures to hold

Life is supernatural, metaphysical
we all came from something
and we are going somewhere
will i stand the taste of time
with these useless short term desires
Cover me Lord

The treasures that l hold
the beaut that i posses
they are stealing my time
Lord, would you take me as i am
show me the right way to live
and make me taste the fruits of paradise

Lift up a banner in the land
Blow the trumpet among the nations
Prepare the nations for the battle
That is all against me
Because all who is against me
You said he is against you
You are my war club
My weapon for battles
With you l shatter nations
With you l destroy kingdoms
With you I shatter a chariot and driver
Lord you are my War Club
With you l shatter man and women
With you l shatter old and youth
With you l shatter young man and maidens
With you l shatter Shepard and flock
Oh Lord you have been my war club

Open the doors of happiness
that you can see wonders and discovers
Close your eyes and dream big
the descendants are successful ways
But if you do otherwise
your world will be more fragile than a desert

Walk in the garden of true love
and you can taste the sweetness of its fruits
Drown in the desires of faithful hearts
the great joy of love will develop in your innermost being
But if someone closes the undiscovered doors
The heart  will be broken into onion pieces

Love is not one sided l can handle that
its not what you see that you get
but its what you love that you want
For love is from the heart not the eyes
the heart that see not but loves more
And what it like like, it surely do
So you are the only hope coz l love you

When l inhale,
there is something inside me,
growing like a garden flower,
the sweet air l breath,
its spreading over the ribs,
the fresh air feels like Eden,
 maybe its love ,
  sprinkled from your inner  heart  to  my  being.

When  i inhale,
there is a place l feel  like  l am in,
full of beautiful dreams and visions ,
cant u hear the lovely songs l feel ,
l have already  started to walk  ahead  of my dreams,
giving pleasure to every lovely vision,
flying without win
 maybe its your heart
a place of my imagination .

When l inhale,
l feel like you were there to gimme breath,
holding my ribs when l breath out,
feeling  the soft  touch of your hands,
and your kisses  on  my  neck,
being  my inhaler  when l am suffocating,
     making my dream complete,
     thus you sitting  on my  lap to eternity.

A fine gentleman,
noble in reasoning and formally dressed,
infinite in faculties and technology,
in form and moving how express and admirable,
in action like an angel,
in apprehension like God,
the beauty of the world,
the paragon of all animals,
However life is a tedious told tale,
vexing a dull ear of a drowsy man,
a man without Christ,
lost like a prodigal son.

They have sinned against him,
they fall short of the Glory of God,
they ignored and ran away from his law,
but still there is hope on the cross.

He came to redeem us from all the curses,
Saved by the son not by the slave,
he loved the world through his son,
even when our sins are red like cardinal,
as red as scarlet,
they shall be as white as snow.

Through the faith of our father Abraham,
we are saved.
Faith in Christ we are healed,
faith in Christ we are forgiven,
there is hope in Christ.

Rise from the past brother,
its holding you down.
This moment is that matters the future now,
with Christ Jesus life will be amazing,
you will be thrown in the sea of forgiveness,
whatever you have done,
the punishment was put on Christ.

Its never late for Christ,
his love is deeper than an ocean floor,
run into his arms like an open door,
You will never come under his condemnations,
Satan and his accusations,
This is the time,
that you make heirs while the sun shines,
because time and tide waits for no man .

Can we call love from the heart where it is not given
Love not given is just like a prayer not answered,
its more painful.
Love not given is like flower not watered,
it feds away and dries up.
Love not given is like a Greek Puzzle,
its so difficult to solve.
Love not given is like an exam failed,
it brings disappointments to the heart.

You know its hard to love and not loved in return.
Its hard just like to open and no one has courage to enter.
Just like to knock and not responded,
Just like to open eyes and see nothing,
Just like to listen and hear not,
Love not given is more than a burden to carry.

What is in you is what makes me up.
I am made up of your love if you go away I'll die.
How can l live without you if you are my breath,
How can l see without you if you are my sight,
as awkward as swilling castrol oil is life,
because its you who makes me whole.

You are my robustness,
Its more than a burden to bear life without you,
You are my contentment,,
It will be like driving a mountain to grin without you,
I can be a hero to myself
if it happens that l live without you,
because it will be as difficult as a Greek puzzle for me.
You are the half that can make me whole.
You are the hour that makes my day.

I am made of you
You are my whole life
You are my strength,my happiness, my everything
A single day without your love l will be dead
because its you who makes me up.........

Where is the transformers
for the total transformation of this world,
from its disguise and evilness,
to the nature in which it was meant to be,
the nature of peace, love and joy.

Where is the place for peace,
when the hunger for love is more than the hunger for bread,
when cruel leaders are replaced by cruel leaders,
when poverty and diseases proliferated Africa,
when sin is now regarded as good,
Where is the place for peace.

When is the time for restoration,
if time is spend to look for money instead,
if evil is advancing with time everywhere,
if the time for war haven't known its pinnacle,
if time for peace is smaller than a drop water in a tank,
if yesterday, today and tomorrow are always bringing tears in the eyes of the innocent,
When is the time for restoration,

Where is the transformers
for the total transformation of this world
from its disguise and evilness
to the nature in which it was meant to be
the nature of peace, love and joy

I think my fears has swindled me
The way l was used to do, now its not the same
l have lacked courage even from the beginning
because l didn't believe in myself, was thinking
that it might not be the way l wanted
but at last l realized
I am the one dying from inside.

When she smile even not at me,
that's when that feeling of love start to come.
When her face is looking angry,
in my heart its more than a burden to carry.
I have never loved someone like this before.
Maybe its my misconception I don't know.
What l am conscious of is vivid
I am dying from inside.

Should I let it end up like this
Dying from inside to me is like a mess
I wanna try but where can l find the strategy
how can I try when l am loosing courage
Maybe this might be the only way to vent
Letting her read this up to the end.
Even though it was a tight end,
but this might let me transcend.
Dying from inside,I can't wend.

Love is a greatest dream, yet the worst nightmare
Love me or hurt me l don't care
But if you love me l will be always in your heart,
and if you hurt me l will be always in your mind

Love is a heavy light in the heart,
the heart with darkness is like an empty coffin
because it lakes love, the light
but the heart with love has the light and it lives longer.

Time is very slow for those who are scared
very long for those who lament
very short for those who celebrate
But for those who love, Time is eternal
A light heart lives longer

Spread love everywhere you go
let no one ever come to you without leaving happier
What we need is to love without getting tired.
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow has not yet come
we have only today, let us begin to love
Because that is the only light to the heart
Love more and more over again
For a light heart lives longer