Any animal in
the forest that
suddenly decides
to develope and
grows a horn
just because of me,
will definitely finds
out that it's
horn will eventually
be used as a cup
to drink wine.
I am like
the praying mantis
that dances
before it kills.
Calm and calculative,
focused and thoughtful,
tactful and mindful,
meditative and intuitive.
But can also
be dangerous for
the praying mantis kills.
The dance steps
and movements
are hypnotic and
mesmerizing.
A little mistake
can drastically cause
you your joy
and happiness,
even your life
and be the
little storm that
turns into a
big deal that
can mess up
your life.
It's like the
***** and the
excrete of the
mythical animal
set as a bait
to catch it's prey.
But what does
it all mean.
Don't mess up
what is so
important to you
just because you
are a little
unsure of who
you are.
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Absolutely no-thing,
people, places, experiences
is responsible for
my happiness,freedom
and peace within me.
If you need
to swear before
people believe you,
you lack integrity.
and have no dignity.
Salt maintains its
integrity amidst pollution.
Have you seen
where a salt
buyer demands to
taste it before buying,
no,because salt
has proved its
integrity over the time.
You don't need
to shout for
you to be heard.
People keep quiet
to listen to
intelligent people.
You can because
you matter.
It is clear
that the desire
and the ardor
here do not
do nothing.
No one can
tell you what
brings to the energy,
the flamboyance and
the manifestation
of the spirit,  
except the only
one who has
supernaturally received
the gift of
seeing it and of it.
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Last night was
the last date
of the year.
Today is a
perfect morning and
a good time
for celebrations.
The dawn of
a new year
just emerged.
This is a time to
count our blessings
and give thanks
with a grateful heart.
Good time for reflection.
Looking back at
the achievements,
failure and success,
strength and support
which built our
families and relationships,
businesses and lives.
The time to
drop excess
baggage and luggage
we have carried
throughout the year.
Time to rewrite
the blueprint on
the canvas of life,
set up a
new roadmap,
and have new
goals and aspirations.
A time to
discard the old
and embrace the new.
Time to be
courageous and bold
enough to take
a stand on
new belief system
and embrace a
new hobby and
new arrangements
and another chance
of new beginnings.
To look at
things a little
bit more different
with profound
understanding of the
principle back of things.
Step into this
new phase of
the new year,
the new dawn,
the new beginning
of another chance
to be better
with a grateful heart
and so much love
to be the best
that you can be.
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I was once
a bamboo tree,
bending over for
everyone to climb,
dancing in the
wind by the
moonlight.
Listening to the
flute and the
songs of the birds.
I am the
feed of the
animals,
I took in
their farts smelling
all around me.
Now am taller
and stronger.
I was once
a young iroko tree,
standing tall with
dignity and pride.
I am matured,
and become like an
umbrella for shade.
My presence alludes
strength.
But now i am
the sacred dwarf iroko,
the mysterious
anunuebe tree of
which no one
or any living thing
is allowed to
come near or
approach or fly over
without serious
consequences.
No one can
climb me,
it is not allowed.
The once loved
is now the abhorred,
revered and respected.
I'm no longer
bending over
for anyone and
will not allow
anyone to climb
all over me.
You must approach
with respect to
be allowed entrance.
This is my
natural stance.
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With your eyes
you saw it,
with your mind,
you believe
or disagree.
With your heart
you know the
truth behind the
hidden secrets
of the heart.
The spirit searches
the mind for truth.
It is really truly
tremendously
incredibly indelibly
absolutely
informatively
mind blowing.
But don't twist
my words for
your own agenda
or the trolls will
crawl up into
your crazy mind
and give you
a delirious dream.
You will never
know the darkness,
understand the emptiness,
or feel the pain
i went through
just to be here.
The ugly scar
on my face,
my silence over
your petty pesky
harassment is a
deep sign of
discipline and
determination to get
you off my rocker.
It's my way
of showing you
that I've been
there too and
i survived.
And I'm still
standing right here,
telling you to
stop now and
survive this too.
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When you witnessed
and survived war,
seen villages destroyed,
lots of family
members dead,
lost the people
you love
and care about.
You know a
part of you
died with them,
and you will never
be the same,
then you will
understand why
it is good
to seek peace.
You will understand
diplomacy.
You will negotiate
with the assumed
enemy to find
the right way
out of the situation.
You will never
do anything that
will cause your
people to go
through unnecessary
harrowing experience
and nightmare or
cause the annihilation
of your tribe and
communities and children,
women and the elderly.
You will respect
and value the
dignity of your
people's lives and interests.
You will learn
tolerance and discipline
to deal with
the most difficult
and complex people.
Be more tolerant
in handling difficult
situations.
You will be
convinced and know
that war is not
just the solution
or the answer
to any problem.
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Tear drops on
my rose flower
are changing colour
while dropping
on the table
and flowing into
my silver cup,
touching my lips,
transformed it into
something uniquely
unimaginable to
quicken the heart
and cause it
to beat faster.
I can hear
the subtle messages
of your heartbeat .
How can you
attract the bees
on your flowers
and then ****
them for *******
the nectar from
different flavors.
To love the
wrong person
is dreadfully depressing,
for you will
dine with the ants,
it is a terrible
curse or a spell,
that may not
be broken.
It is the
closest you can
be to an
earthquake.
I conjure now,
you will never
be jinxed.
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