Its been a great journey although still got along way to go, many have tried and tested and I still remained. A path has been opened and made perfect ahead of me even if – have come to stumble across sticks and stones and blue rocks, my mission is still to make a difference and see the life’s of my people turn to bliss so that all can appreciate the dark and light of it. I too am a creature like every other mammal out there, but as time grew with me I got to realise that we are more spirit than material and we all here on this planet to take samples, learn, teach, give a way for new wisdom and acknowledge our imperfections. As true as we are made in the creators image we too remain god’s within our own right, and it takes time, patience and meditation, spiritual meditation in anyway possible and not necessarily religious boundaries set by a system of imprisonment within the human race .
It is in this way we realize that we are the true ONE and absolute and need not to look anywhere else but within. Every creation on this planet is with ONE spirit. Every plant, animal, creature from the smallest to the greatest, from the majestic mountains to the deep blue sea, from the vast open skies and all that live in it, the brightest star to the curious little ant, the water that flows in underground streams to the breeze we feel against our skins. That fuzzy flower to the fertile and rich soil and all its thousand grains. We were all meant to be ONE all under the ever keen sun. With all due respect life is meant to be abundant and perfect as it sustains itself through ONE spirit. No flaws and injustice just pure perfect bliss.
As man realized their existence and power to rule over all, we also realized that as true gods we have the ability to create, sustain, manifest and destroy. Within our self’s we lost touch of our true spiritual form. The reason we where able to be here in the first place, harnessing the power of Love and Life which is God our Holy Father of all absolute creation. Most of us leave this visit without taking anything with us, sharing the experience and passing it on, sustaining it so that more beings share the same light. We all have a task to complete and play a role, that role is not set for us, we all choose which to play since we all arrive here alone. One will realize that man has the ability to love more than he hates, as compassion comes more naturally than war and hate. We learn than it is more of human nature to love and not human behavior. And it is more of human behavior to create war than it is human nature. It is still a mystery of how we got here, but our duty is not try to fight the reason why we are here but rather respond naturally to our inner gods and start living as gods and not existing as merely creatures of artificial intelligence……. We got to BE…ONE
“Life is but a dream”, said an angel whispering in my ear one morning, when I was too depressed and reluctant to wake up to do anything, let alone go to school.
The persistent thought of life being just a dream provoked anxiety in me, I could not quite clearly make out if that was a real angel or just my mind playing tricks on me. Never the less, that feeling of anxiety and wanting to discover and know more kept on pestering my conscience. I kept on pilling up notes and ideas in my silly little head trying to find out what life is all about. Day in and day out the feeling would be the same, slowly tearing me up inside.
Right at some moment of salvation, I clumsily dropped my school diary off the table and so it landed in an open position with a page facing towards me. I suddenly made a riveting discovery. A glowing beam of discovery entangled me in a spectrum of light… well not the light you’re thinking of silly! And certainly not the one that appears in movies supported by angelic harmonies in the background. No, this was a different kind of light, it was an exhilarating realisation not even close to an ‘aha moment’.
A postcard fell out of the dairy, and it wasn’t just an ordinary one. It stood out and posed a very clear and vivid picture of all the legends, icons and world leaders who ever lived. They all had something special in them and were different in their own right. Pick anyone and they were there, from your Martin Luther King, Albert Einstein and Malcolm X to Tata Nelson Mandela, Steve Jobs, Mahatma Ghandi, Sir Issac Newton, Michael Jackson, and many others I could not immediately recognise guided by my limited knowledge of history. Notice all these people wanted something different in life and searched for wisdom and life’s mysteries. The collage presented me with a weird sense of energy by just giving it one glare, it was a lively and positive feeling and I felt a slight exhilaration down my spine.
It was almost as if I knew exactly what to do, felt as if I had a goal to live up to. But who was I kidding; it was just a postcard full of pictures of some old folks I never even met before right? I mean, what made me dare think I could be like any one of them. So then, I reached out for the postcard and gave it another gaze and as I turned it around, there stood a boldly highlighted message written on the back. This was really the epitome of what replaced a 2 minute marvel to a more permanent imprint in my mind…
This is what it said: “Great and successful people and not so great, unsuccessful people do not differ greatly in their abilities. They vary in their desires to reach their potential” by John Maxwell
This sparked a life changing notion in my conscience. The Notion that, “We want to therefore we can”.
I had a tug of war going on in my mind long before this and could not adjust to the fact that, we wake up every day, bust ourselves to make the most of the few hours left before sunset. Hustle and bustle in traffic on the rush to make it to school or work, that job interview, that crucial meeting, the metal beating, loud hooting and grinding machines, the paper work with all the coffee stains and it all seems to be an endless rat race. Traditionally we were told to go to school, get good grades so we could pass and go to college or varsity, study hard to get a degree and graduate, receive a middle income job, buy a house get married have kids and hopefully enough pensions fund to sustain us before we wrinkle and die. And that’s the life of an average man
Well for days this concept had been bothering me and I came to realise that there is something missing. All those people I saw on the collage and the message I read saved me from an everlasting craze of ideologies I had developed in my head. And all this time it was that simple, it really was all that simple. See all those people did not just Exist and pass on from this planet, they Lived. There is always a fine line between the two, of which I advise you make a conscious decision and choose the latter.
It was at this point where I had a sudden realisation of what that angel who spoke to me in my sleep was trying to tell me, “Life is but a dream” and in a dream you can be whatever you want to be and go wherever you want to go. It’s just that easy, now people make the mistake of living life too serious and become afraid to explore.
That angel visited me again in my sleep the other day, he unveiled a lot of mysteries and taught me what I would not forget and that’s divine wisdom. He said to me that, “ it is through the way God created us, that we share some of his greatest powers, the power of manifestation, the power to create, the power to build and also the power to destroy.” I got lost in my thoughts again, at distant places in my imaginary world.
He said again that, “Life is but a dream” and this time I believe I understood perhaps maybe a fraction of what he said because to my surprise it still felt a bit unclear, So I asked him to elaborate a bit further and he said to me; “Well, look at it this way, we are all made in God’s image, so all that which we are, are gods in our own right. We create our reality and dreams through His Grace each and every day. So all your desires and dreams, all that you can conceive, through that very same God given power you can achieve”
At this point I started to listen attentively; I suddenly began to see life in a different perspective. And so I stood silently and listened deeper, and he continued. “All that you see as you look around you, no seriously look around you! All that you see around you as material objects were all at once just a speck of imagination in someone’s mind. From the clothes that you wear, to that blackberry in your pocket, from the television set to candy floss, from that car parked outside to wi-fi and blue-tooth. All this were at first imagination, and back in the 1700’s you could get scolded for talking about taking a picture with a “telephonic communications device” people would seriously laugh at you and then take you in for psychometric analysis.
I started to realise where he was going with this, the very words he spoke lingered in my mind and made me proud to be alive in this day and age. Where man started to live and began to pursue self discovery and seize to merely exist.
He went on to further explain; “You see, we were all made from the same matter and we are the same as starlight and the smallest speck of dust, the vast blue skies and all its creatures we are all one, the million grains of sand on the beach and none can exist without the other, every little grain of sand is accounted for. We all have the ability to illuminate a ray of sunshine to every living creature around us. What we have been given is way too precious and divine; believe me when I say it’s not just in some of us, but in every one of us.”
A quick sigh of relief escaped me and I smiled, this whole conversation reminded me of a poem by Marianne Williamson which goes like this;
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
I simply nodded my head in agreement and as I took time to become aware of my surroundings, I contemplated on my own future’s wildest dreams and all the possibilities I could imagine for the human race. I noticed that for every single invention and discovery that ever was, there were inspired and determined people behind it, no matter how silly or crazy the idea seemed.
If it were not for the Wright Brothers, we could not fly in aeroplanes. If it were not for the love of scientists, inventors and discoverers we would not have electricity, heating, phones, appliances and the list goes on. There would be no medicines, doctors, schools, teachers, and transport. There would be no books, no paintings, no music, no internet and it is all because these beautiful things emanate from the powerful, positive, creative force that resides in each and every one of us. Everything that has been imagined, and manifested into the physical world has done so by virtue of this powerful creative force.
We want to, therefore we can.
I later had a realisation that through deep desire and conscious efforts to achieve something, an automatic responsive alignment to the universe falls in place so that dreams could be fulfilled. In many cases, philosophical, religious and even some wise men have often uttered these words, “Ask and you shall receive”
Now is the time to erase all doubt, all worry and uncertainties and reclaim our natural God given abilities, abilities to build and sustain nations, because we want to. We have the ability to love one another and care for all of nature and her creatures because we want to, the ability to preserve our natural beauty, gifts and talents because we want to. The ability to enjoy the beautiful mountains, waterfalls and deep blue seas, to nurture our children and the elderly, to restore hope back in humanity and its natural ability to be, to manifest and to create a beautiful, rewarding and purposeful Life. To seize to Exist and start Living, not because we are forced to, but because WE WANT TO AND THEREFORE WE CAN!!
Albert Einstein once said, “Your imagination is your preview of life’s coming attractions” Go out there and make it a reality.
Now I wake up every day and give gratitude for another day of sunshine, pack my back and just run out… To where? I don’t really care much, but I trust that my journey will be filled with adventure. And as I lie on the million grains of sand and quietly watch the sunset, I still hear the words of an Angel silently linger in my head… “Life is but a dream”
I am what I am because of He…
Stood the test of time and
Carried what’s mine burdens,
Bruised burned and blasted
Mistreated like servant,
Used turned and clastered
Still, innocent without venom
I… look back to try and capture
The saturated life that could have been
With poked eyes I miss, step and
Step to play back on the devils melody…
Well, I’m inspired; I’m inspired to keep away from these young blood liars!!
They say its entertainment but they’re leaving your minds barb wired, as we sit back and watch from a distance in dark silence… too afraid to march on the revolution riot. They got your heads trapped in a polystyrene glass while you drinking the media’s block bustards, their top liars…
In a sense…in essence…. cents in-dependence. Pants in breaths of tendence.
Life in sentences, lest live in pretendance. Dance to the music as if a life sentence.
Scent-tense chokes ones heart in an instance….. Inner sense, nurtured to plough innocence.
Deliverance, chance to reap intelligence In a world where mans mind descents, to a system packed irrelevance…….
Learn, teach, preach and give a chance, to man decieved and reaping ignorance.
Give hope for life shall grant a better stance….!
blesseh, stay irie.
Well, I’m inspired; I’m inspired to keep away from these young blood liars!!
They say its entertainment but they’re leaving your minds barb wired, as we sit back and watch from a distance in dark silence… too afraid to march on the revolution riot. They got your heads trapped in a polystyrene glass while you drinking the media’s block bustards, their top liars
They entertain, inter-tame you and blind you from your own capabilities and then frame you!!
They came and broke down the monopoly only to blame you… is this flame through?
Well in my view the black conscious movement died out,
With young mind tied up and all their black pride flied out!!
It’s actually being been fried up,
When the movement died out
I heard a young woman’s cry out;
“My black sisters hide out!!”
Since they’ve been raped by their own president
Marching on with a group of his wives out?
See, you better make time to lie out
Lie out of the situation, think carefully
Lie out; lie out to get a promotion you get with me?
Lie out… lie out before Eskom decides to cut the…
Vein that feeds the blood to your brain and leave your eyes out
And its lights out
Well I’ll stick around and find out
What the monopoly does with the money that I paid my full tax and price out
Find out why the president is taking his flight out
Leaving his people desperate in the dark while he’s taking his time out??
“Bye now!”… Bye now??
By now we should we should be taking the 3rd world’s top market that we can buy out
Making some cents in the pocket and not some sense in expense of a coffin!?!…
And why do we shy away from the truth and call it a “sensitive topic”
How many times have the ones from Babylon called us for bribe outs?
How much more have they taken from your pockets and mine out?
Where’re the young minds of this country??
From the underground roots of the youth emancipation let them climb out
In truth let them speak and one voice block the sun and its shine out
And join the revolution in the system we can climb out…
There was a time when a hundred and twenty five Rand’s worth of an honest allowance put a smile on a man’s face, putting a miss to endless days of misery and bought a light snack of Tea Lovers, a tin of coffee with some powdered milk.
It wasn’t, much but it reserved space for comfort and at most silenced a roaring stomach during chilly winter nights.
There was a time when a guy’s heartfelt love was found under an old oak tree that blossomed green throughout all seasons, and nothing else mattered but the full moon that shines straight through the eyes of happiness, nurtured warmth in the arms of the one he held tight. The silence spoke a million words in a feel of a heartbeat.
There was a time when adventure was captured in the sound of laughter and in one’s eagerness to explore, where true treasures placed in places you would never seek and in faces you have never dreamt to see. A place where one understood the spirit of humility where purity was whiter than a dove in the warmth of diversity
A time when it did not matter how far you were from home, but still felt more at home within your own skin. When gestures where done in a sense of giving and not in a world where cruelty seeks opportunity.
There was a time when Roan became a haunted house, then Thabana was the safest place to be. A time when a spark of idea lit fire in the minds of lads curious, when blissful foreign atmosphere on the streets of Jo’hustleburg painted a lasting impression on the hearts of a young people full of soul or rather, a bus full souls on a journey of discovery.
There was a time when the world was an enormous place filled with wonder and doubtful excitement, a time when one searched for gold in the depth of their souls and only had their hopes and dreams as a spade and shovel to reach paradise inside of self.
– I pray you never lose your sense of wonder and if you haven’t found your gold yet, search and dig deeper… You might just find diamonds…
“To all Mappies, who always had it differently. Life grooming experience.. Blessings to you all” ..oO..2_wice_as_nice..Oo..
seriousness… anything enlightening yet so exciting two spirits fighting temptations, words of incantations fighting in
steamy conversations, hearts racing, pacing yet not embracing each other… A touch, Senses tensed, child like
dances, fighting without sentences, word pre-tense like two souls living in pretence… Yearning heart beat hasty, blood rush pacing, head rush blazing, eyes wide gazing, smoke puff glazing, my mind tracing signs of attraction in your body language playing, million thoughts waving a thousand colours of stories untold scriptures in perfect pictures unfold and… memories get painted in smiles and giggles…. Fighting
temptation, fighting two hearts in flaming…. The conscious
realization that you and I are just mere strangers in a room
and the acknowledgment that we both belong to someone
else….fighting to keep us….fighting to keep them…. So we
continue fighting within our hearts in clean four wall boxes,
painted rainbow colours with an empty picture frame on the
wall. Some say it’s the so called game on the ball, taming
them all with some forgetting the pain of it all, while blaming
the call of temptation. Indeed the thin skinned drum makes
the loudest beat; my heart filled my ears with a thundering
beat. Sweat swiftly sliding down so suddenly side by side and
we’re silently sitting at distant corners… the room seems
smaller. So we spark another joint and speak of times when
unicorns and legendary souls walked the earth and sung with blue birds in the wind. Days of purity where Love was
absolute, Devine, pure and everlasting…. And so two souls continue to fight a silly attraction, temptation so silent where the heart beats louder than one can hear themselves think… We continue to fight silently until the break of dawn. Sun shines on the tip of your nose as you yawn. I stand up to
greet the gods, glad with memory I recall. I leave with a smile and say at a glance, ”Had a great time. .’’ and simply walk away…. A smile and faint sounds of heArt beats lingers on, and maybe in the next lifetime our paths would cross again…Love leads me back home to find bliss in the arms of happiness…
IMAGI-NATION was a pleasing trip to adventure, lost in time as one wonders of in the silent breeze. The night breathed in intense passion as soulful thoughts and driven spirits rented a room in my head,… I heard pictures and saw colourful sounds of Creation, Art in manifestation.
Cricketing creatures fond of fidgeting features chanting melodies and songs of devine creation,… I pictured galaxies where bright yellow taxi rides vanish into holes black in dark swirls of empty space, and traffic lights glowing as bright as christmas fairies. I saw a million glitters like stories projected on walls covered with a black cloth and telling tales of history and all its mysteries.
Twinkling, city lights kiss the skies and draw pictures of legends who once lived, laughed loved… Telling visions of history still to come and blessings bound to us, grandpa said ”the moon is wise, for it has lived to tell tales when absolute treasures were born” a tale telling us how our world is just a mere glimpse of what awaits… I saw colors of sound in the night creeks and dreams and scenes of streams of fountains glitering and dark brave mountains lingering in tranquil attentiveness. The moon howls and draws blankets of grey puffy imagery transeding fiery lines silvery.
Misty dancing gowns comfort the night skies paving milky smooth ways to chocolate, strawberry haven. A crystal clear drop from Falling grace finds a path straight down to bless my forehead with life, sustaining life and life, manifesting life. …… So I ran inside to close the windows and draw the curtains when Mommy called us in to say Goodnite…