we all just got to listen to this.

kelly clarkson BECAUSE OF YOU

this excites me. i just fall under a sound spell.

WHAT DO WE KNOW?

Today, a year plus is celebrated

Tomorrow, a life terminated

Today, we make couples

Tomorrow, a widow(er) is born.

Today, we fall in love

Tomorrow, what is gonna to be tomorrow?

We are only here in today; we also hope to be here, till the end of the day.

We all jolly in today banking the same for tomorrow.

Will tomorrow come? Would it show up? Should we expect it?

Our yesterday is only a shadow of our today and,

Our today is a reflection of our tomorrow.

What then is our tomorrow?

Today;

When trees grow and when the waters flow, even the wind blows as our lives glow

Tomorrow;

If the trees grow and the waters flow, even if the winds blow, will our lives glow?

We know nothing about this world, we just stay in it.

Let us be watchful &prayerful even as we stay faithful and remain grateful to our creator.

Because! Tomorrow is only a hope in disguise.

WHAT ABOUT THEM?

Has anyone ever pondered about the feeling of those that are gone? We weep over them because we feel pain, don’t they feel pained too? We only look at the version of those that can express their grief, but the dead cant, even if they do we can’t see it.

It’s not just about the bereaved what about the “deceased”?

Think of the grief this way: they have been detached from the multitude of those they love, but we are still here and can still connect with each other. So who deserves to be sad the most? 

Let us think about them… we don’t even know where they are; are they safe? Are their spirits at rest? Do they need us to intercede for them? Do we pray? What do we do?

Let us not forget that we still need to pray. We need to pray for them, that even after death they find comfort because we are still in comfort. The best we can do is, dry our eyes and be fervent in our prayers for them to be happy wherever they are.

Yes heaven is real! Hell too is real. We can’t tell who is and who is not in there. We can only intercede that their souls and spirits arrive home safely.

When we weep over them over again, do we ever consider if we bother their spirits? Have you ever wondered what crying over a dead soul means? Do we even know if we are their discomfort in their strive to rest? What do we know?

The dead… what about their bridged dreams?

When we cry over them; don’t you think we serve as constant reminders that they are dead? No one likes to be reminded of things that make them sad, so let us stop reminding ourselves even those that are gone. I would never say to anyone, let us forget them; it would be unrealistic. I would say let us look back and smile with tears of joy, knowing we have bombarded heaven for answers to our prayers concerning the dead.

Please let us weep in sorrow no more. Let us stay happy. When you really love somebody, you would do anything to make them happy; those that are gone can’t make us happy anymore but we can.  Because when we are happy, they are happy too

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Be happy.

SOCHIMA'S CONFESSIONS

In such ill-mannered attitude the proud says "sorry!" an apology I didn't crawl for.
Money may shadow but personality keeps glaring.
A rat may or may not be hungry, but yet it keeps feeding even for tomorrow. I envy the birds of the air who gain but gain selflessly.
I live a thousand years in my thoughts, hoping to see a world of commonness. A world that wraps its inhabitants in a coat of love and shades our sorrows.
I have been damped with the yolk of poverty even so the aroma of shame welcomes me.
The squirrels portion is what I get for a job well done.
Life isn't so terrible, at least I live laugh love and learn to carry on.
Just like every other wish; I would be big-big someday. And soon, very soon I would get the right apology.

OGADINMA

Life is simple "jiri nwayo"
Whatever you do to make you smile "jisi ike"
When you are down sing or dance because soon you will do that unconsciously
Move with the sway of the wind even as the leaves clap hands
This world is meant for you and me to live and not survive
Oga dinma- all will be well

LOVE IS NOT AN EMOTION BUT A CHOICE

(Laughing)… I choose to ask, “Is love an emotion or a choice?” All we hear every day from people we care about is “I love you”. But what exactly is love? Can we describe love as an obsessive attraction?

BACK TO HEAVEN

Darkness triumphed

The flood had come the second time

Shadows went faint and no one to rescue me.

If I had a blur vision, I would have concluded it was hallucinations

But NO!

Everything “everything” was no more; my joy, my peace, my happiness? All was gone.

Sometimes pain makes you find your path. But you know what? You will be happy again.

Lonely and cold nights even when the rain kept its promise, hot evenings while my teeth were still gnashing.

Days passed when I could not recognize sin… I just felt like a “free man”

But as free as I assumed I was, I was trapped in my own limited steps.

I cried but not aloud

I knew I needed help and I wanted to be rescued but this darkness didn’t hit me hard enough?

I cried again and I did with a pain my heart couldn’t bear. I screamed!

I didn’t have to hear his voice before my streams went still.

There was peace.

Chef kills and cooks girlfriend, then slashes his own throat

i Stumbled on this piece while browsing through naijablogger. i was thrilled after i read through and i had no words to use to describe such effrontery.

27 year old Indonesian,  Mayang Prasetyo, believed to be a transgender , was killed, dismembered and “cooked” by her chef boyfriend Marcus Peter Volke, 28, in their Teneriffe unit.Residents reported hearing loud arguments coming from the apartment up to a week ago, and a foul smell since Thursday.
Marcus Peter Volke cut his own throat while fleeing police who had been called to his high-end Teneriffe apartment building to investigate a putrid smell

He had tried to dispose of his girlfriend's remains by using an oven but called an electrician to the apartmentafter his oven failed, When the tradesman showed up he noted that the carpet made a squelching noise as he walked across it.

 His mother Dorothy Volke on Sunday said from her home in Victoria that she had spoken to her son a week ago and he seemed happy.

“He was happy and he was coming home for Christmas, everything was normal,’’  

 She said her son had only recently returned to Australia from working internationally aboard boats.The couple had met on international cruise ships when they both worked as chefs.

“He’d been on a ship, going from one country to another,” Mrs Volke said. “They hadn’t been in Brisbane for very long, only a few months. They were starting to get settled. I don’t know what was going on — we hadn’t seen him for a year-and-a-half.”

 She said she was in shock about what had happened to her third child with husband Peter.

“It still doesn’t feel real,” she said. “He was one of these kids that would do anything for you, he had a feel for nature."

 

 Resident Teagan Downey, 22, described the smell as eye-watering.

“(On Saturday) about lunchtime, it got so bad in the foyer, it was so strong it would make your eyes water,” she said. “That’s when the on-site manager alerted police. It was a really distinct smell."

 Culled from the Courier Mail

I Guess you just wanted to try

Many girls are in this messy situation because they walked into a relationship only to change "her man". You cant and must not do that.
Does anyone think it is right to walk into a relationship hoping it would be alright?
Who thinks it is better to stay and keep the man you love even when he likes someone else?

BRAIN IS BEAUTY

I WAS COUNSELLING A YOUNG LADY AND SHE TOLD ME SOMETHING I AM PERMITTED TO SHARE.

She said…

“I am having issues with my studies because I have a boyfriend and I can’t concentrate”

Do you want to know what I told her??

I asked her “would you date a dullard?” she said “when there are nigga’s out there”

Then I laughed! I asked her if her boyfriend would date a dullard. She defensively said “I am not a dullard”. I told her if she keeps to her low grades then she will turn out to be one. I said to her “if your distraction is your boyfriend it means you are trying too hard. Stop trying. She had forgotten that pleasing him is not all about making him happy by hanging out, but by topping her class and making him proud.

No relationship should make anyone fail; it should boost your performance because it is worse to shame your man with your mental capability than to disappoint him over an outing.

Girls… have you asked yourself if your man can take you on a date with his friends? If no, check yourself. If yes, how would a dullard feel/ the bottom of the class girl feel if his friends happen to be in your department and know your history??

Big shame!

A brilliant girl is a beautiful girl

Be brilliant and get beautiful.

WHEN IS HE LACKING?

Sometimes money is EVERYTHING!

You can be in a “near perfect” relationship and everything goes alright. You might be the happiest birds and most romantic two but all will drain when love is not nourished with MONEY.

A relationship where money is not spent cannot stand the test of time. It could last for a year but not more.

A lady might not ask you but she wants to be proven too that her man is up to the task.  A lady may not be after a man’s money doesn’t mean a man should be tight fisted.

When a man has a lady, then he should be a man! You can’t have a lady and not want to make her happy or am I wrong?

Showing love is not just about kissing her, having sex and cuddling but also about gifting and making surprises. If your man can’t do this then he is lacking.

A woman does not want the whole world (that’s if she loves you) she just wants you to try. She wants you to surprise her sometimes.

You do not have to be a rich man to date a lady. You just have t love her and spend to enjoy her.

THINGS YOU SHOULDN’T DO AS A MAN (it hurts…)

-          Do not let her point at your faults, tell her instead.

-          Do not wait for her birthday to buy her a gift

-          Do not also  let that birthday pass without a gift

-          Please do not repeat “some” mistakes

-          Do not be insensitive.

A lady may not speak but she feels. If a man loves his wife, he would keep her.

Do not let another man over-take you!

The salvation (Episode II)

All my life I have been the jealous type. I hardly let things go. Every wall says I am a nice girl but I clearly know my faults. They say grace abounds, but can I ever be given? I hear the whispers of forgiveness but it certainly doesn’t seem for me.

Yes I killed Obiora. Lies may not really hurt but it causes so much damage. But then again, lies could be avoided. I should have avoided it. I should have let my anger go. I should have forgiven Obiora.

On my first date with Oby, I had decided to give myself completely to him so indeed I was joyous. We had dinner at Rose Garden. For the first time in my entire life I felt the breeze of wealth. I was no longer interested in my discussion with Oby as I was still dazed.

I had forgotten I wasn’t alone so I began to soliloquize. “What a paradise, Na wa o see money. If not for love I for say I don port. Na jack cooler be dis o.” Oby listened carefully to me and at a point he pulled my ears. The coat of shame covered me and my mood shuffled. “What is the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?” he said. I couldn’t say much, I figured I was thinking with my mouth. “No I am okay.” I replied. Obiora requested we leave, although I said I was fine and that tore me apart. As we journeyed back to my apartment the whole scene dawned on me and I realized I had acted too immature.

I couldn’t apologize and maybe that’s where I went wrong but after that day until his death I never had ease with him. I mean I lost my esteem, my confidence and my real personality. I used to be the full of life person but anytime he is around me, my world changes.

I bore in mind that if I found a way to hurt him I would feel a lot better. So I paid my family doctor to forge a cancer result for me. Obiora and I went for the usual medical check-up and the Doctor presented to him a cancer report. I am not sure why I did this but I felt if I reduced his esteem we would be equal. Obiora stopped working, his stress level reduced as his blood pressure increased.

When I got back from work one Monday, Obiora had written his last words “I have really loved you and I still do even as I lay asleep because I know I can’t carry on. I had bigger plans for us but I wonder why this day came too soon. I love you.”

I ran off to the hospital and my doctor said he had died of high blood pressure. I killed Obiora… I killed Obiora. Who can save me from this haunting memory?

One fact: God saves