Tuesday, June 10, 2008
listen up!
GOD WANTS ME TO TELL YOU...
Everything that is going wrong in your life today shall be well with you
this year. You have been destined to make it and you shall surely achieve
all your goals this year. For the remaining months of this year (2008),
all your agonies will be diverted and victory and prosperity will be
incoming in abundance. Today God has confirmed the end of your sufferings,
sorrows, and pains because HE that sits on the throne has remembered you.
He has taken away the hardships and given you JOY. He will never let you down.
I knocked at heaven's door this morning, God asked me... My child! What
can I do for you? And I said, "Father, please protect and bless the person
reading this message"... God smiled and answered... Request granted.
If you believe this message, send it to seven people and the one who sent it to you.
By doing this you have succeeded in praying for many people today .
If you do not forward, the prayer will stop.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I will build you with stones of turquoise
In the still air the music lies unheard
In the rough marble beauty leas unseen
To make the music and the beauty needs
The master's touch, the sculptor's chisel keen
great master touch us with your skillful hands
Let not the music that is in us die
Great sculptor, hew and polish us; nor let
Hidden and lost your form within us lie
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
reason
Jupiter has bestowed far more passion than reason – you could calculate the ratio 24 to 1. He set up two raging tyrants in opposition to reason’s solitary power: anger and lust. How far reason can prevail against the combined power of these two, the common life of man makes quite clear. Reason does the only thing she can and shouts herself hoarse, repeating formulas of virtue, while the other two bid her go hang herself, and are increasingly noisy and offensive, until their last ruler is exhausted, gives up and surrenders.
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, such shaping fantasies that apprehends more than cool reason comprehends. The lunatic, the lover and the poet are of imagination all compact: one sees more devils than the vast hell can hold; that is the madman: the lover, all as frantic; sees Helen’s beauty in a brow of Egypt: the poet’s eye, in a fine frenzy rolling doth glance from earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the form of things unknown, the poet’s pen turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing, a local habitation and a name.
-William Shakespeare.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
An ode to me
ME
There is a lot to tell you folks out there about this guy called Me, well I’ll do my best. Why not let Me talk about himself cos he knows more than myself… ladies and gentlemen please welcome the handsome and sexy ME (applause).
ME: Thank you fans. Today God is watching over me and his lamp is shinning upon my head. By His light I walk through darkness. I am always in my prime… Where God’s intimate friendship blesses house and the Almighty is with me.
My children are around me and my path is drenched with cream. The rock pours out for me streams of olive oil. When I walk to the gates of the city and take my seat in the public square, the young me see me and step aside, the old men rise to their feet, the chief men refrain from speaking and cover their mouths with their hands.
Whoever hears me speaks well of me, because I rescue the poor who cry out for help and the fatherless who have no assistance. The men who are dying bless me and I will make more widow’s hearts sing. I put on righteousness as my clothing. Justice is my belt and tie. I am an eye to the blind and feet to the lame and a father to the needy.
I will take up the case of that stranger and break the fangs of the wicked to snatch the victim from their teeth. I shall not die , for I have eternal life. My days are as numerous as the sand of the seashore. My roots reach to the water and the dew is all night on my branches. My glory will remain fresh in me, the bow ever new in my hand.
Men listen to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel. After I have spoken, they speak no more for my words fall gently on their ears. They wait gently for me as for showers and drink in my words as the spring rain. And when I smile at them, they scarcely believe it. The light of my face is precious to them. I choose the way for them and sit as their chief. And I am dwelling in the land as a kink among his troops.
I am one who comforts the mourners.
single
SINGLE? GOOD
You wanna know why this topic is of utmost concern to me? I’ll tell you. It is because some people just cant keep their wiggles in their pants, or boxers, as the case may be. It is because ladies can’t help but get someone to scratch that itch between thighs. You think condoms are safe so you have a licence to poke. To some HIV/AIDS is a tale from Atlantis, while to some it is a Nightmare-come-true. To some people they are so incomplete on their own – highly electronegative. They do not occur as a single element in their natural form. News Flash… you are highly dysfunctional. You are in dire need of help.
Young people, listen up.
When I say young people, I mean people who have dreams for their lives, their careers, their marriage. I mean those who have a Vision for their community and their world at large. I mean those who, no matter how far they’ve gone in the wrong direction, are not ashamed to turn around and make a fresh start in the right direction.
I say this to the bewilderment of some folks, it is fun to be single. I want to state it categorically that before you are married you have to be a self-existing single. Unfortunately a lot of people are never single. So many are tied up from childhood. So many jump from one relationship to the other. Never having to stop and ask, “wait a minute, who am I and what do I want, wait, just before that, what do I need.” These questions cannot be answered in a crowd setting, otherwise you will end up defining yourself based on other people’s ideals and beliefs. This is where many destinies are aborted.
Before I go on any further, let me define what I mean by being single. By the term SINGLE I mean a state of completeness, clarity of purpose, emotional self-support and stability, single- minded approach to life and a predefined world-view. So you can go ahead and judge yourself and see if you were ever really single. It could be a cause of your present marital squabbles or the emotional squalor in which you are now living in. At least thank God you now know.
So I state it again, it is really fun to be single. Now so many of you will believe me. You are more complete as a bachelor than when you go pissing around in those that steal your strength and those that destroy kings.
Sisters are you with me? If any guy asks you to sleep with him as a proof that you love him, please, I beg you, kick him on the balls. Yeah … exactly what I meant, thank you. Tell him that love is patient … and that it hurts sometimes too! You deserve a complete man who will love the complete you. A man that is not insecure. It is only insecure people that will want proofs. Your time and your attention are enough proof. Love yourself and know that you’re a kingmaker and for the love of God know too that you are a king-breaker (don’t even think about it).
For my young Buddies out there tell your self you deserve the best –but that of course is if you are- and that you do not need a liability. And please accept help when sisters offer it. Only insecure men want to prove that they are more capable than they really are. We men, we seem to love to dominate, so we always go for the insecure ladies who will not stand up to us and thereby threaten our apparent security. But in the end it backfires and leaves us with hurtful relationships. Where there is more giving than receiving as a result of one playing VOLTRON…. The Defender Of The Universe. The picture you paint and the song you sing – here I come to save the day – makes her start demanding more than you could really give.
I better stop here before I get too much attention for myself…like 2face or 2pac… any one of them
For counselling contact me with the following no
2348077068839
or send me a mail nedum4eva@yahoo.com
you can also drop your comments on this sight.
Posted by fyne boi at 15:14 | Permanent Link | Comments (0) |
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
...Edgar Allan Poe
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.