To know us is to becomeTo live for us is to sufferTo die for us is to live afterTo forget us is to slavePractice your spellingsStop this nonsense. What did the wise […]
Once upon a timeon the timeline of mankindwhen innocence was at it’s purestwhen love knows no hateand joy was yet to come across painwhen happiness knew not sadnessand healthiness couldn’t conceive what […]
My father passed these words down to me and he said never give up.Cause on the road to success there are a lot of hiccupsU work so hard but it comes back […]
Everyone buys not knowing what’s being soldthese sellers sell knowing what’s being boughtA trade fair,where the only currency for exchange is your souland power is their only interestWith lies catalysing the supply […]
Hence, having the audacity to fervently believe that you can change a situation or oppose a change. Also, the ability to know that I cannot do most things; leaving it to my father and therefore believing that he will do it in his own time is a consciousness that makes cognisant of my heavenly father.
I am just trying to feel better. Lately, it seems we are practically preparing for the worse. The ever rolling bad news is not for the faint of hearts. While others yet […]
Distraction looks like youA distorted image of what seems perfectappearing to be what you think you are or what you think you’re becomingbut not what you’re meant to beDistraction thinks like youA […]
We cannot continue to feel this pain, to watch this horror unfold. What you do to every black man, you do to all the race across the world. You might think it is subjecting, but it is objectifying. That was a human being. We have taken enough, we have bled enough, our mothers have cried enough. Stop this! Stop it! Stop doing this to blacks! It is not an illusion, it is real. We can see it better now. The world is watching. We are your daughters and sons as well, two eyes, two feet, two hands, one head, just a different colour. We are your friends, teachers and colleagues as well, dependable, resilient, workable, confidant, reliable, just a different colour and a different hair. Is it not a deficient. Treat us better. Stop this show of madness. It has aired for far too long.
Since we create our realities with our thoughts, beliefs and actions, feed her your own cards. Stuff them full in her mouth. You are the master, she is your student, let her follow your rules; conform to instructions. Her silence will allow abundance of all kinds to freely enter your life. Play her as though a kid, with the love, king, spade and circle cards. Sometimes pull out the joker cards to suddenly send her feet off the ground. Throw them all in. Fight for you!