When I clocked 20, I single handedly learnt a great lesson; love is not blind. Humans allow themselves to be blinded by an emotion they refer to as love. And in my musings, I know also that we have tagged love what it’s not. Sound familiar yet? Love isn’t just an emotion; it is a way of life. How did I learn? By the simplest gestures of daily living that didn’t necessary have any sexual expectations or demand a return for a good turn. Like an heartily cheer, a warm smile, protective arms, an extra mile, deep concern, eyes that don’t lie - That is pure, untainted love. Maybe you didn’t know, or maybe do, but I’ll tell, the heart and mind has eyes. The Mind’s eye is a gateway into your conscience and we know that so many have consciously gouged out those pair. In the same vein, the mind’s eye is a mirror into all that you are and will ever be (a God factor if you like). When the mind is wrong, bruv, you might be totally fucked. The heart in our opinion houses love w...
Knowledge is a threat to ignorance, a beautiful threat at that- Motolani. I have read a few of John Mason ’s books, and one of the things that stand out to me every time is his approach. John is an international speaker who has partnered with the Lord by inspiring millions of people across the globe to reach their God-given potential. Whether you enjoy reading or not, you can be sure that John’s an enemy called average will have you turning page by page. The 185-page book is divided into three sections. Each section carries or delivers its own lessons, so you know that they serve different purposes. In introducing the book, John said, I don’t know about you, but I hate to read books that take twenty pages to make one point. I want to give you twenty points on one page ! That is precisely what he delivers. It’s hard to be bored while reading this book because each page is filled with valuable lessons that you could spend hours meditating on...
My lover is in town Wearing the latest designer; Bùbá and Sóró Swallowing his rather thin frame I wonder if those legs ever scream "not fair" His hair cut is to die for Two lone lanes on either side his head Center top like the style of íwófá àdáwójoya Curly clustered strands (and this is how madness begins o) The shoes are fancier Glittery and spiky With Ends finished off in ropes You would think It was forced off a porcupine The Omidans are lined up In the best of the best Sányán; the Mother of clothes Iyùn; Chief of adornment Atiike; the charming powder But none catch his eye For they are glued to someone else The bride of a white man For fate has sealed my fate My one sided lover is in Town With him a swagger That can never go unnoticed I would gladly oblige Run off to a land where no one knows with him If only he'd form the words Rather than watch me sway my graceful hips To the voice of t...
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