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The inner force

His words kept ringing in my ears and i eventually had to pick up my phone and create an account.

So, Hi!

His words: Why not start now? Then i realized there was something in me that needed to break forth only if i can allow the inner force to break me. Just like an egg waiting to be hatched, so are some of us waiting to be pushed. 

Just give way to your passion. Let that inner force in you be the one to break you. Be driven by it,then no one is going to stop you. Am not a good writer but i trust the force to help me become one, to drive me into becoming one.

So whats that inner force? Its PASSION. 



Like kites dangling to wind songsIn the terrain of blue skies,

Your memories travel down my spine.

As if pain was my nomenclature,

I fell into the abyss of your sudden death

Now, I stroll through the nothingness

Seeking refuge in the rage of champagne

Wanting relief in the rolls of marijuana

I miss you like childhood songs

That beautiful face like a broken antique

Stares at me in my nightmares

There’s just this illusion

That you’ll come back​


Like, this is me.Am just an ordinary girl

​Birthed like a normal child

Infant life, nothing so special

I grew like every other lady

But I never remained like every other girl.

Its so interesting to know that most of us can’t actually relate our lives back then to now. We don’t see a difference in us. The life we lived as kids was only brushed up by maturity and not the spirit. There’s a change in a man’s life that doesn’t evolve from him being matured or of age. If it was so, I shouldn’t be better like this. 

Maturity allows you make decisions rightly (to you though). The spirit helps in guiding you wisely, be ye matured or not. There’s a height a man can scale through with the spirit even at a tender age. When men looked at David in the bible as he went to the war front to meet Goliath, to them he was a small lad probably just wanting to catch fun but he had a big God(look at that!) 
God isn’t distant to anyone. He doesn’t mind the age,the class, the status, the height. He can get to you and use you if you would allow him. 

This is me!

Lost in the forest


She wanted to take a stroll and view the beauty of the forest. Little did she know that the forest was as thick as thick itself. She had no guide to help her out, all she could do was scream “Can someone please help me?”

Now,that’s the situation most of us get ourselves into. We take a walk to view the flamboyancy and beauty of civilian affairs only to end up being stranded/lost. 

Enjoying life is one interesting thing but what do we enjoy? Why do we, in our quest to being free end up losing track and get lost in between?A lost man of course got lost before he could realize it, likewise a wandering soul can be lost before he/she realizes it. 

Why do we keep heading back to the thick forest(things of the flesh) knowing fully well that we can get lost in it? When are we going to learn how to say no to pleasures of sightseeing?  All it does is getting you derailed from the track.

Good morning!