Wednesday, December 24, 2014


I love how people judge me complain about my "ego" and yet they know nothing about my life or hat i have done, it just goes to show how ignorant people are, and how sensitive they have become, and how unrealistic they are about themselves, it only goes to show me how little people really know about themselves, and it makes me sad, because they aren't in control of their lives, and constantly blame other people for their problems, because the more you know yourself, the more you can love and forgive, and the less you judge others.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

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I find it amusing how easily people get upset, judgmental and abusive when you disagree with their opinion, or ask them questions, i've noticed people aren't interested in discussions or debates and very few are able to do so, they just want everyone to like and agree with what they say, but then then how can new ideas or a deeper understanding of an idea ever grow, i think people are just more interested in judging others and complaining about how bad their life is, or hard it is, either accept the truth and move on, or reject the lie and move on, or accept the situation or change it

Saturday, December 20, 2014

change


The world wont change until people realize it is them who must change. people are easily aroused but very few follow that excitement with any action. Because its not easy to change yourself, you need to reflect on what you do and say, on a daily basis, you need to be aware of how you react and feel, how you treat other people, and not just your friends or family, but the people you work with, and strangers in the street. You need to be aware how you treat people differently, how you lie to yourself, and to those around you, and the information you share and what you hide from others. To become aware of your own feelings and not compromise yourself because others disagree with you. We also must stop believeing and accepting the mainstream media, is telling us, we ned to question more, and not always react in a haste.

An ode to my father, the only person i know that has loved me from the day i was born, he has always been a light, a guide for me, ive not always followed his lead, because at times ive allowed my ego to control my actions, ive been selfish, and arrogant, but no matter how much ive wronged him, how much ive hurt him, or others, he has always stood by me, side by side, he will always be the first person i pick for my team, ive yet to meet a man, as honest and kind as him, always ready to help others even when those, who have wronged him, and those who have slandered against him, i stand stronger today, not because of who i am, but because who my father was and is, a real, and a real father, there is no greater gift of blessing a child could receive than a real father.

In the Garden of Solitude

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