Ecclesiastical Proverbs

I moved

2010-10-14T02:33:00.000-07:00

Hey guys,
It skipped my mind to inform u that i publish my new posts on another blog..
Had forgotten to inform u on that "minute" detail; my bad. the link is below.enjoy

http://philo-so-far-theanonymouspresence.blogspot.com/

SOS to Aphrodite

2010-08-25T01:15:00.000-07:00

Didnt know that this cake that I partake
could cause my head so much ache,
Or is it just my heart that threatens to break?

Longing for day break that the path may become clear
but my soul's darkness is just getting more severe,
I dont know for how long I my heart can persevere.

Aphrodite where is thy bossom that i once embraced?
How could i have fallen so far from your grace?
Make haste,coz u have left my heart between a rock and a place

BODA BODA SENTIMENTS

2009-05-03T23:08:00.000-07:00

Boda Bodas are a real pain in my backside-quite literally
These miniature monsters are ridden with no regard for the passengers’ like myself who haven’t got a humongous bum (like women from a certain part of the country) to cushion the many pot holes; by the time the ride is through, am normally stretching and checking whether all my faculties are intact as per prior to the ride…

Many people complain that boda bodas are too fast n reckless, but I think such people only complain coz they are jealousy of the nimbleness with which they cut through the traffic like a knife through butter. Imagine seated in an obscene traffic jam in kla’s heat without air-con for an hour,and this fellow flashes past u, dodging every car and fly in his way with the agility of the wind, reaches his destination 5kms away n flashes past again in, headed in the opposite direction. Yet ur car has moved only 10meters during that duration(even these 10meters are an illusion coz the sun is deep frying ur brains in ur aluminium tin and playing tricks on u)

(As a By-the-way, I love the sight of a hot chick seated on a boda boda; am not talking about the “lady” way of seating, but rather “guy” way of seating…for some reason it sends some weird signals to the wicked parts of my anatomy)

Back to the issue at hand.U can imagine my disgust one day,when I decide to beat the traffic by jumping onto a boda boda in the hope of getting to my destination quickly-plus some adrenaline rush for good measure-when the fellow refused to be reckless. Of all the bums I could have got, I chanced upon a wussy. The guy didn’t bother to wiggle round the cars, but chose to keep in line, behind them.I really wanted to to knock the stuffing out of him.
“The reason am on this cursed thing of yours is that ur meant to get me to my destination fast n furious, disregarding every traffic rule u ever learnt and the safety of your already miserable life never mind of your passenger”, I thought.
And it’s because of the unpredictability of these guys that I swear not to take another baja in my life…
..Damn got a date n am late..Ok scrap my previous statement, need to get a baja before my date cancels…later

TELEPHONE SENSUALITY

2009-03-13T23:26:00.000-07:00

Ring! Ring! goes your TELEPHONE
You know that its me,but u act unbeknown.
Beep!Beep! goes your TELEPHONE
You read my text,it makes u blush,but your still aloof as the ozone.

Many times i Ring!Ring! your TELEPHONE
But its like getting blood from a stone.
Many times i Beep!Beep! your TELEPHONE
But u just thought me as a spare cologne.

Ring! Ring! goes my TELEPHONE
I know that its u,but i hold my own.
Beep!Beep! goes my TELEPHONE,
I read your text,it makes me gloat,coz i know am more wanted than the rolling stone.

U now wish for my Ring!Ring! on your TELEPHONE,
As u have now realised u cant go it alone.
U now wish for my Beep!Beep! on your TELEPHONE
Coz its contents had the melody of a xylophone.

Wish u had picked your TELEPHONE,
Before my heart had became as cold as a headstone...

And now you are left to moan, with your pathetic TELEPHONE,
Because am already gone

DISCRIMINATION (looks)

2009-02-19T23:46:00.000-08:00

A friend of mine once observed-out loud- that most of my female friends fall in the category of "pretty"(emphasis on the quotes);and that i discriminate on looks...
Naturally i wanted to deny and go on the defensive,but the evidence pinned me...
So, as I usually do when am cornered, i conjured up a witty statement to bail my sorry behind with..
"I just love the finer things in life;unlike u,am debonair"

WHAT ARE YOUR OPINIONS?

PS:
I don't do it consciously,so spare me the crap of dont judge a book by its cover....(what a cliche)
btw could I be cacophobic (fear of ugliness)?

walk away

2009-02-02T02:30:00.001-08:00

Just because I smile and smile
And happiness is my coat…,
You think that I’m a gatepost
Numb to the stab of pain.

Just because of the laugh on my lips
And my eyes lowered in respect…
You think I’m like a stone,
And don’t know what it is to die.

But like a mighty man of valour,
I arise from your quagmire of deception
And break free from ur chains
For my hair is now again fully grown

My eyes see right through you;
For the wind has brought me word of your manipulation.

I smile at my naivety to give u a chance to prove me wrong,
But its true "Gwowonya egere,yalikusambya"
But now,i rub ur slime off my shoulder,
Lace my shoes,and leave u to behold my back
As i walk away...to the place called
Far,far away

2009-01-20T02:34:00.000-08:00

I stand at the threshold of the unknown,
Oddly i feel no fright
rather i feel so light
Engulfed in such mystic delight;
Hence all my fears hurry away in flight,
leaving my conscience in the right..
And as Providence opens the threshold...
My eyes are blinded by the light
Because my future is so bright

my femme fatale

2009-01-06T22:48:00.000-08:00

As i walked life's path,
I chanced upon a bird perched on a tree
That sang a song so beautiful
that though long my journey maybe,
I dared not leave.

Under her tree I sat,and still seat
to partake of sounds so heavenly;
beckoning all who care,
To come and mellow with me.

She has become my perpetual indulgence
My bitter sweet,my Helen of troy.
And it makes me blush at my sin
But oh!what sweet sin

Tagged

2008-11-28T23:11:00.000-08:00

7 Random things about me
1.Am perpetual procrastinator,but in the end i get things done-besides that what counts rite
2.I hate being resposible for other people(for that reason i hate being the first born)
3.I love athletics(though no longer do it),soccer-like crazy-i like playing it.people tel me am good,but i think am slightly above average.
4.When am feeling down n low i resort to nature.i take long walks,beholding its grandeur;or go to a hill top n watch the sunset for about an hour prior to dusk.To me its a sense of worship to Providence)
5.i love intellectually stimulating conversation with a pretty female.can go on for hours,even if we have just met-its my weakness.
5.i look down on "blondes".a bit chauvinistic,i know,but its the truth
6.am very observant,few things pass me by without noticing.e.g i can remember what all gals wore on our first dates;even after 3years.thats only the tip of the iceberg.
However,i have problem remembering people's names and faces.i mite remember the face,but not the name,or vice verser.
7.I am not good at expressing my deep sentiments face to face...thus i write; and when i do write,i dont with hold anything back
BONUS;
8.My confidence lies in not giving a rat's tail about other people's opinions of me-thus the swagger
9.I am a ROMANTIC 411

Release

2008-11-24T02:59:00.000-08:00

I nod sheepishly in acknowledgement,
Lowering my eyes in respect…:
Oh no, let the façade not deceive you,
My pleas for mercy are not of timidity,
But of an untamed fury that can only be quenched
By the winds of liberty.
Its freedom that I quest at all cost...
Even if it’s to gratify your utter animosity

(sigh)...huh!!!

2008-11-24T02:43:00.000-08:00

As we gaze at each other, am lost in bewilderment and awe
Your gaze an entry into enchanted magnificence
Your voice an echo of angelic splendor,
Bringing a fragrance from the intensity of your soul
Sweetening all sourness inside of me,
Evening all jagged edges of my being.

As we turn to behold the moonless sky
With our fingers and souls entwined
Wondering what could have been…
A star shoots by; leaving me wishing you could be mine;
But my heart doesn’t dismay or whine
Because at the same table of friendship forever shall we dine.

Now,Tomorrow,NOW!!!

2008-11-24T02:28:00.000-08:00

What I’ll lose tomorrow, I don’t know,
But today…
Today I’ll clutch onto that which I’ve
And place it closely to my heart
So that when tomorrow comes, and all is lost,
The emotions (thoughts) of today
Will carry me through every tomorrow
That is to come after today

just because

2008-11-05T06:43:00.000-08:00

Just because I smile and smile
And happiness is my coat…,
You think that I’m a gatepost
Numb to the stab of pain.

Just because of the laugh on my lips
And my eyes lowered in respect…
You think I’m like a stone,
And don’t know what it is to die.
(because)

Being a laid back-hakuna-matata follower,some pple tend to assume that ur numb to the stimuli around u,yet at times the inside is crying with xcruciating pain

My Life Is My Life

2008-11-05T06:31:00.000-08:00

My life is indeed my life,
But if indeed it is my life
Why do people care what I do with it.
My own life indeed with all these people
Trying to get a piece of it,
Not knowing that they are opening Pandora’s.
So let me venture into the deeper for myself….
I know they mean good, but it is ‘My Life’.
‘My life’ means independence from the meddlers;
Besides don’t they have their hands busy with their own lives?
Do they want me to be what they where not?
Is ‘My Life’ the shadow of their dreams…..?
Still it is ‘My Life’!
(njagala 2004)

2008-11-05T06:20:00.000-08:00

I will walk the Untamed, throw caution to the Wind and Release My Self to the Wild unknown.
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Am at the point in life where the road seems so long n uncertain,yet going back is equally as uncertain.So i press on in the hope that Providence will get me through
(Phillipians 3:13-14)

Random Thoughts

2008-11-03T23:45:00.000-08:00

The epoch period of dawn starts with enigma,
The sun rises with hope of Elysium,
But in the shadows lurks a darkness few heed,
Waiting for the right time to spread its giant wings….

To some life is an unending maze of darkness, never to find themselves.
They will have none to blame,
As they will wish they had taken heed
When the shadow was still beneath their feet.

As the sun sets in the rusty eyes,
And the silver chain threatens to snap,
Life becomes all but ruthful
And uninhabitable for a fragile soul.

One ought to have sorted out self with Providence
When permanent dusk engulfs life
For the last time.
Dusk is near you, employ last joy of this even time.