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Kiss loneliness

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  Is it a kiss goodbye, a hello or just a bit of both. A friend once told me that some emotions cannot be explained but experienced to understand them.  So is loneliness. Growing up sucks, but not when you see it as an escape of your own reality,  Not when your childhood is full of decisions that takeaway safety and bring weirdness.  Not when you are always sacred of a screaming father and a crying mother, and never know how to express what you feel or what you think Not when your only true friend is your daily, and you have to pretend with other humans because you just feel a void, a sense of emptiness that would be described as lonely. Icebreaking age or just teen age, age of powerlessness.  It’s both powerful and powerless at the same time, every decision you make will have to be with you for the long run.  You got keep up, impress and meet some expectations.  You think you got it, but you are just walking in the direction that you don’t know of, walking blind because you don’t know

What’s beyond the horizon?

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I once found peace, tranquility and a real feeling of quiet.  Yet I abandoned it out of this compulsion of chaos and peril. I found the light.  Yet I am compelled by dark , it animates me so much that I’m willing to risk everything good in my life to even defend risking it as necessary or just, When I know the result will only be darkness.  So what the future holds?    What’s really is beyond the horizon, When the moon is covered by clouds.  What really is beyond the horizon, when the sun doesn’t shine over there?? What really is beyond the horizon when there is no difference between dusk and dawn?  What really is beyond the horizon if all we see is darkened.   But what if this darkness ends uphill, and instead of chaos and peril, there is peace and cherish on the other side of the mountain.

Malenga Mental Model: A Successful Thinking Model to Learn

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  The World is seen into two eyes perspective; one is to see from external events and deciding from internal perceptions, knowledge, experiences, belief, wisdom and skills towards life situations and challenges and the second eye is deeper on seeing the inner things of things. This is a part that see things from inside out and this is one of powerful tool most great people in different fields use in their daily activities and taking right risks and opportunities. This second part is not easily attained for most people more rather than people who have student mindset towards life. Mental model is a tool and system to use to see opportunities and take advantage in life in shortening the path to mastery and success. It is a set of one’s thought process on how an individual understands deeper works of nature on how things work and interconnect one another as things in a one system. Seeing in this perspective needs a lot of continuous training and following instructions. Mastering this wa

Hold on to that

 Some people in our lives are like rays of sunshine. They bring us light during the day, they put a smile on our faces. Their beautiful words tuck us in during the night,  And their sweet sound give us a good night  sleep. Ooh, wait this is all a dream.  In a blink of an eye people change and things change too. I keep asking myself:  Is there any secret order or code?  To hold on to what we love and keep it forever?  The pain is hard to endure. I just can’t tear myself away I never saw it coming but Neither am I ready to let it go.  We all have those broken dreams we are buried in Unfulfilled plans,  Trips, dinners, lunches, camping, hiking planned yet not done Unloved love. Unsaid words. Unlived life. It may just seem so easy, but A bunch of small things make up big thing And time is travelling Waves are flooding the shores  And we are missing out.  So, what if: We drink all these beers at maximum  We dance until it hurts  We get all those tattoos  We go out till it’s late We laugh ou

Safeguarding our heritage.

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I talk about beauty, I talk about splendor, I am the voice that speaks loudly, a horn that howls easily and a bell that rings softly. I speak of a crown, I talk about mama land, I talk about Africa. Let me take you to this luster of green vegetations, trees and shrubs, the air that once used to make people dream and fall in love, beautiful water that flows everywhere bringing life and prosperity. Waterfalls that roar louder than thunder, a sign of boldness that resides in African hearts. The sky is crystal clear, it blows away bad humor and you won’t see or will feel this anywhere else. Whenever you hear about Africa just understand it as the truest meaning of natural beauty in all senses of that word. Oooh, wait I wish this was for today, I hate to say it out loud but probably mother nature is angry with us.  Water that used to bring life and prosperity is now flowing angrily sweeping away everything and destroying lives. Tears of the homeless are as much as the floods that destr

love and family

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There are those souls that never leave us, they are always there day in day out, looking out for us, loving us unconditionally , supporting us even in tiny detail of our daily lives. They hold our hands, heal our hearts and they are surely our family. some people are born in wonderful families while others have to create them! Being a member of a family is a priceless privilege which cost nothing but love. said Jim Stovall. There are friends whom we call family, because we love them. the idea of family is beyond measures because family is all about being related through love than it is through blood. When your life is falling apart, and nothing seem to be okay, they show up and give you assurance that everything is gonna be okay while they’ve got no idea of  how it will work out. ain’t just to calm you down it’s love. When your mind is blowing and you don’t know what to say, they hold your hand and that holds your tears, it’s called showing up. We trust them with no doubt, thei

Love and death

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I should probably be lying if I say that I wrote this as I always write things from what I felt, saw or what I went through. Death is the escape of the soul from the body. I wonder why I am speaking of death today of all days, well I was scrolling my status list and i saw this, When people we love die they take with them a part of us, the part we occupied in their hearts. They become memories, and we miss them when the songs they liked pop up on playlist, we miss them when we see their photos, we miss them when we’re in the situation and we know exactly that they could have helped, we miss them when the moment we had together cross our minds, we miss them when we think of them. Ripples of tears are the way our eyes use to express love but let's our tongue say it while we are still alive, let's our hearts feel it while we still have time, let's our actions express it too. Pick up that call, don't ignore it. Text them, call them, and tell them you love them. It