The Problem and the Challenge
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My thoughts in 10 minutes – Day 5

Is 10 minutes enough for me to pen down the myriads of raging thoughts that constantly sends my brain into overdrive? Is 10 minutes enough for me to tell a story, not just any story but my story just for one person to know and be inspired? Or will this just be another failed attempt to let the world know what I feel it needs to know? Well, I am here to find out.

Truthfully, when I began the daily routine of writing at least 10 minutes every day, I had no plan to follow, no direction mapped out or the knowledge of the end of this journey; all I had was the excitement of the endless possibilities I was ready to explore with whosoever will have the time to sail with me. I must confess that excitement died on the 3 day of my adventure. Continue reading “My thoughts in 10 minutes – Day 5”

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Lost In A Dreams

What is real? I asked,

What is not? I demanded to know.

What is the truth?

Can you describe a lie?

What we see, what we feel,

What we hold, and those we don’t,

What we know, and who we are,

May all be nothing compared to what it is. Continue reading “Lost In A Dreams”

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When Identity Is Lost.

Alas, for the earth is broken,
And the world is bent out of shape,
The mighty eats grass,
And the weaklings go hungry.
The young men sit in defeat,
And the women dance in shame,
For what the elders gravely feared,
Was now fulfilled upon all flesh.

Who is he with the understanding of himself,
Or with an indepth knowledge of his power,
For when a prince fails to recognize his place,
Even the bravest of gods can’t help his generations.

Alas, for we are done and gone,
We have lost our path and wandered in the dark,
Our birthright have we traded with our sanity,
And our identity for a rousing ovation.

But I hear the almighty say,
And heard his voice thundered in the clouds,
Woe to the sons of earth,
And woe to the daughters to of the nations.

For I have said, ye are gods,
And have made you kings in your lands,
But without understanding have you lived,
Surely, like mere men will you fall before the crowd.

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Life of The Gift.

Even the gods cried,
And Immortals laid weak,
The Sun turned its face away in agony,
As the heavens gave way for pain.

Life laid dead in its sleep,
As hope sat ashamed in the dark,
Peace was stolen, redemption was kidnapped,
As all flesh withered before a scorching judgement.

Who is he to think he could walk free,
Or to say she was never here,
For not until grace and love walked in,
Even the very gods were never free.

Guilt was accounted to every life,
The puff of each breathe was laced with a double dose of treason,
For even the souls of gods and mortals had committed The Offence,
And death, only, was the price befitting, nothing else.

But a gift was given,
Though unrequested by any, yet desired by many,
For while life sat in a catacomb of confusion and despair at the far corner in the dark,
The gift bore the name of mercy and grace.

And with its light, life received life,
And bones glee at its sight,
For while gods and men rejoiced in its presence,
A life was shed in their stead.

lack of understanding
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A Short Piece On Understanding.

If there is anything these past few days have taught me, it is that one of the biggest problem of humanity is The Lack Of Understanding… (Bear with me on this one)

Every man has a certain amount of knowledge which forms the ground on which they stand and operate with, and whether we like it or not, this amount of knowledge we have acquired molds us into who we are and what we become. It doesn’t matter at first if what we think we know is the complete truth or half a lie, the most important thing is that we believe what we know and are willing to defend it.

 

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Let’s Talk About Perfection.

Let's talk about perfection

Can anyone be perfect?

Let me guess, automatically, your answer is an emphatic NO!!! How dare we say we are perfect, or have the idea that we can be perfect in this world where there are so many reasons and ways to prove that every man is still subjected to his own share of demons and weaknesses? Who are we to place ourselves or dream of comparing our broken image with the status of a God-like personality who is not subjected to our enormous inabilities and glorious shortcomings? Or have we forgotten so soon that we, all of the time, are enslaved by our own passions and desires, that even when we see can clearly recognize that these desires are not as pure as our intents, we labor so dearly to see that we get what we want? How then can we talk about perfection or even dream of the idea of it when we are plighted with these inadequacies?

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We Have A Problem…… Part 2

See Part 1 here

The Problem and the Challenge

Now if you are reading this at this point, then it is most certain that you are one of three categories. Perhaps you are among those who I have really succeeded in stirring up their curiosity and appetite for the understanding of this problem and to figure out the solution, or perhaps you are among those who have no conviction of what I have been writing, and you are only reading this just to see where it ends. And yes, the third category are those who are neither here nor there, only reading for the fun of it; but then, I must make known one startling truth; the answer, as we should see here, may never truly satisfy our raging curiosity and the answer we get here may never come close to what we hoped for, but surely, it will stand with time.

It’s no telling secret that the dawn of each new day brings with it a bearable burden that stirs up a familiar concern within us as a constant reminder, and in the similitude of a nagging lady, begging us to conjure an answer to the challenge, how can I change the world today? Or more importantly, how can I affect someone’s life today? Well, except you are not thinking or musing over this, then I must be very candid to point out that your problem is quite bigger than what we are delicately trying to uncover here, because the purpose of every life is to affect another, and if for any reason we find ourselves failing to achieve this, then we probably don’t deserve to live.

Continue reading “We Have A Problem…… Part 2”

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