UNITED - KINGS (AND QUEENS) OF EUROPE!!!

Thank you, Lord!!!

To Them That Mourn

...this post is dedicated to my friend nameless...who lost his father about a week ago.


There is a God...who works all things out for his purpose

Why this?, you might ask...but wasn’t he the one who gave you that job, car, house...at the exact time you needed it more than anything.

Take comfort in the fact that he was, is and always will be in control of everything.

Hold on to your memories

When from the outside, all others see are the shuttered windows, remember the days you woke up on the inside to see the sun shining brightly in, telling you it’s gon be a wonderful day.

When the others can’t look past the shut door, remember all the messages, hopes and dreams that went through that door.

When those around can only hear the creaking of the age-old stairs, remember the lives – both young and old – that once ran up and down those stairs.

Always remember life, don’t be afraid to see, hear, smell or feel the ones that have gone, they might not be here with us in the way we once knew them, but they forever hover in the skies above, interceding on our behalf, nudging the planets and the stars to align in our favour.

Love transcends time and space...and this life too.

They’d be waiting with arms wide open...

I write...

I write because I can, because it is my only safe outlet – my pc cannot look at me or my thoughts disapprovingly or wonder why I think, or feel the way I do.

I write because it frees me, from the ever bubbling broth of thoughts, feelings and emotions that tend to want to boil over every second.

I write because it lightens – when the weight of the world and my life begin to weigh me down and cut down my emotional supply,

I write because these words are my own, from my heart flow (thief like me!)

I write for the future...when I need to know where I’m coming from to move me ahead, the words help me paint the exact watercolour of the times that have been.

I write because there is no other way, for me to purge, cleanse, release, replenish, refresh, renew,

No other way for me to forgive – myself and others, understand, be grateful...

No other way for me to be free...

I write because it is the only way...

For me...

To be me...

...music...

The fickle life of music in unilag... last week, it was gongo aso - 9ice and gombe - x-project, and now the mo-hits all-stars album has taken over. Can't go past anywhere in lag without hearing pere...or close to you (the kobobo song)... or something else.

D'banj is such a cruise..."Nigerian girls gbadun koboko; South African girls need koboko; London girls them like koboko"

Wande Coal's voice is so on point - as far as i'm concerned, he nailed it on every track...

Still with the mo-hits crew - someone tell me, is it now a family business - what with d'banj's (k-switch) and don-jazzy's (d'prince) brothers up in the mix...

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restless...mind all up in a million places at once...can't think straight...trying to keep my eyes closed, but something calls my brown peepers out of hiding...i answer, and wish i didn't...all i see are imperfections...white turned brown is all i see...what could have, should have, would have been if only i had done another way...is all i see, all i hear, all they say...i'm losing me...i'm losing me...the perfect is beginning to haunt me again...

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…Only because I’ve been tagged twice – first by Overwhelmed…ages ago, and then by nameless last month…would hate to disappoint.
1. My mum and I do not have anything close to a typical mother-daughter relationship – it’s touch-and-go at best…Sad but true.
2. Shoes turn me on… I’m serious, as in real serious, they really do.
3. I think… (so does everybody else) but I can think up both side of a potential conversation that might happen the next day, week… or is that dream (Sorry, I’m not very sure abourrit!)
4. I read erotica (*blush*)
5. I sleep in my “birthday suit” (now the whole world knows).

…running out of things…

6. organized chaos…the way I like my life and my stuff – dunno if the phase exists anywhere but poetry, but that’s just me!!!

hmmmn…hmmmn…

7. can count all my female friends on one hand…

Hope these work…

P.S. Sorry I’ve been away for so long…