Wednesday, 25 June 2014

L.O.V.E

The way my title looks,I can only think Natalie Cole!(So,I haven't written in months,but I wanted to!Only something this big was good enough to get me to put my terribly busy schedule on waiting!)So,the other day,I was talking to a friend about songs I like,even though the styles are totally not my cup of tea...Then L.O.V.E by Natalie Cole,hit the airwaves!It must have been Tina's Classic Cafe'!(I always listen in at every chance I get!)This song is beautiful,in a cute,old-fashioned way!But the way she says "I love you!"Not every girl can hack that...

 "L  is for the way you look at me
 O  is for the only one I see
V  is very very extraordinary
E  is even more than anyone that you adore can love..."I love how the said it in her day!


Poets and musicians,even painters and sculptors have for the longest time tried to define the feeling or state of being in love with someone!My mother once told me that being in love makes you want the best for the one you love,even if that means leaving their lives,if you stand in the way of their happiness!

Now,There's this great poet I like...Pablo Neruda!He wrote one of my all time favourite poems!The moment I first read it,I was sure I was going to blog about it!This piece just screamed in my face!....."I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,in secret,between the shadow and the soul."
The way these words glared at my face!I am at that point in my life!If he is a secret,I want to tell it!If I could drape the moon in words of how he makes me feel...I would need Jupiter's moon!I don't even know if that makes any sense,but to me,it does!

The point is,I have loved before,only to have my heart crippled and shoved back at me!But the strangest thing has happened!I have found another,who mended it with as little as hallo!I know this is the stuff of movies and fiction bookshelves,but I guess you could say imagination is something I can now live without!Like I hardly need to sleep,because I love reality better than my dreams!

I don't know what to do,but I have the best sensation in my chest,better than that feeling when I put a cotton bud in my right ear,just in time to experience "that feeling"(My friend Wamboe and I,have been trying to find a name for this cotton bud sensation) help us if you have the slightest clue!Oh,I said right ear because my left ear is deaf!I think that killed the nerves there too..

Before I lose it all here on my blog,let me diall that +245722 in case he thinks I don't care half as much as I let on!I never thought I could say this about anybody other than myself(and Lauryn Hill),but he has the most soothing voice my ear ever heard!Being partially deaf makes me choosy when it comes to people's voices;I am easily irritated by some voices,for no reason!No,he is no singer,but then again,he needs not go that far;he has me at hallo(sometimes even before that hallo)!!Strangely,as I type this,I am singing along to.."LOVING HIM IS RED!"Playing Taylor Swift is not one of my strongest qualities,though!

Enough of my ranting(the excitement:wooi!)Here is that lovely Sonnet that got me back into a blogging mood!Feels good to be back to my blog!Ps:Thank me later,yeah! *wink*


 Pablo Neruda ; Sonnet XVII: I do not love you as if you were brine-rose, topaz


I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;


so I love you because I know no other waythan this:

where I does not exist, nor you...
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.


 Pablo Neruda;One one of the most famous poets of all time, Pablo Neruda was born Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto, but adopted legally in 1946 his pen name of Pablo Neruda. From the 1940s on, his works reflected the political struggle of the left and the socio-historical developments in South America. He is also very famous for his love poems.  Neruda's Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (1924) have sold over a million copies since it first appeared.His poems total to about 120 pieces.

 

INDEX

Sonnet:  

son·net

/sänit/
noun
noun: sonnet; plural noun: sonnets
1.A poem of fourteen lines using any of a number of formal rhyme schemes, in English typically having ten syllables per line.

 

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Thursday, 2 January 2014

WHY I HATE RELIGION,BUT LOVE JESUS.

The bible says that in the end times,there shall be false prophets,who will rise up and perform great signs and wonders so as to deceive,if possible,even God's chosen ones....( Mark 13:22,Matthew 24:24,2 Peter 2:1)
There are those now.I do not want to speak about thsese,being the end times,NO.Even the reluctant non-believer sees that!
False prophets,and religious manipulators.That is what I tackle today.Just recently,a TV station in my country did an expose' on just how much these are rife and prevalent.There was reference to big churches in the west too,so this is definitely not something about Kenya,or Africa;its global.
They want your money,in exchange for healing.It is now an income generator.Something so divine,something that is of God Himself.Ministry,in His service.A gift,put into terribly wrong use!Remember how different things were with Jesus,Elisha,Elijah...and other servants of God in the bible?Jesus would say,"Your faith has made you well...!"....( Matthew 9:22, Luke 7:50,Luke 18:42)
But today,the phrase has become *"Panda mbegu!"
I'm not saying that sowing is wrong.All I am saying is,it should be as is in your covenat with your God.When Jesus died,the curtain at the temple tore,letting the congregation have direct access to the holy of hollies,meaning they could now talk to God,without mediation from priests and their likes.Faith is a conviction that can only be present,if one has a direct,one on one,personal and interactive relationship with God.
I feel bad,when I see people putting money in envelopes,to give to church ministers,not because they want to give,but because they have to.Sad reality dawned on me,when I watched that expose'.Preachers misleading their flock,on broad daylight.Discernment is dire.These are times in shich we,as Christians,cannot survive without this gift.I dared reach out to a lady,after I spotted her in the church service,and asked her why she paid,to be 'healed'
*"Siku hizi hakuna vitu za bure,mami,"she told me
*"Lakini si Yesu alitufia sote msalabani,bila sisi kutoa malipo?"I replied.
The lady just looked at me,shook her head in disbelief,and left.
My people perish for lack of knowledge....( Proverbs 5:23,Job 36:12,Isaiah 5:13,Hosea 4:6)
I have been praying for her,and for the rest of the blind flock,who continue to be led astray by indifferent shepherds.Another subject of prayer,is prosperity gospel.These preachers have capitalized on what you can do,as a human being,they only preach how rich,healthy,and well placed,God will make you,but they never tell the flock about first having a relationship with this God,where He is your father,and hence you now earn the right to claim your birthright,from your papa.How else does He give you those riches if He is not your father?It is written,that "The Lord is my shepherd,I shall not want...yea,though I walk in the shadow of the valley of death,I fear not...."Psalms 23...
How does He cover your health and your worries,if you do not have a relationship with Him,that allows you to tell him..."Dad,thankyou for my life,and my health,please continue being the guardian of my health...and my life"In Psalms 91,it talks about divine protection.How do you expect that from God,whenyou have done nothing,put no effort in becoming his son?Why do you expect to be treated like a son,when you are a stranger?Preachers should be the teachers of the word,the ones who hold your hand,and help you get to that part where you are trully,fully,a son of God.But now,they are the cancer that is eating up the little good flesh thats left,of the true Christians.
Please dont get me wrong.There are true prophets and preachers too.Its just that the false ones seem to be the smoothest talkers...but then again,it is written!...( Matthew 24:24,Mark 13:22,2 Peter 2:1)
I prayed about this for a while.I am just one woman,a girl,actually.At 22,not many people take me as seriously as I wish they would.But I knew,there's little I can do to change things,and this is me doing it...that little that I can.
In my quest to do something about all these,I came across the works of one Jeffrey Bethke.He is doing a great job,of sensitizing Christians on all social-religious matters,that sometimes,preachers lack the words to rightly castigate.I will talk about his other works,on my future posts,but today,I want to introduce to you,his piece,called..."WHY I HATE RELIGION,BUT LOVE JESUS."
I like how he shows,clearly,the differences between the two,and the way his words take me away,I can easily tell he is well versed with his bible.So many Christians today,barely have that connection.Most of them havent let their faces see the inside their bibles,in ages.
Jeffrey Bethke,is clearly a different breed of a Christian.I never say this about alot of people,but,I pray to God,I get to his level of committment to his Ministry,in God's service.In his piece,"WHY I HATE RELIGION,BUT LOVE JESUS." Jeffrey Bethke has said aloud,words I wished,for a long time,I could find,and share with anybody who cares to lend a hearing ear!I pray that these words come to you with as much annointing,as they got to me with.God bless you.





Jeffrey Bethke:WHY I HATE RELIGION,BUT LOVE JESUS.


What if I told you,Jesus came to abolish religion?
What if I told you getting you to vote republican,really wasn’t his mission?
What if I told you,"Republican" doesn’t automatically mean "Christian."
And just because you call some people blind,doesn’t automatically give you vision.
I mean,if religion is so great,why has it started so many wars?
Why does it build huge churches,but fails to feed the poor?
Tells single moms God doesn’t love them if they’ve ever had a divorce,
But God in the Old Testament actually calls the religious people 'whores'

Religion might preach grace,but another thing they practice,
Tend to ridicule Gods people,they did it to John the Baptist,
They cant fix their problems,and so they just mask it,
Not realizing that’s just like spraying perfume on a casket,
Because the problem with religion is that it never gets to the core,
It’s just behavior modification, like a long list of chores.
Let’s dress up the outside, make things look nice and neat,
Its funny;that’s what they do to mummies, while the corpse rots underneath,
Now I ain’t judging I’m just saying be careful of putting on a fake look,
Because there’s a problem if people only know that you’re a Christian,
by that little section on your facebook!



I mean,in every other aspect of life you know that logic's unworthy
Its like saying you play for the lakers just because you bought a jersey
But see I played this game too; no one seemed to be on to me,
I was acting like church kid, while addicted to pornography.
I’d go to church on Sunday, but on saturday getting faded,
Acting as if I was simply created to have sex and get wasted.
See,I Spent my whole life putting on this façade of neatness,
But now that I know Jesus, I boast in my weakness.
If grace is water, then the church should be an ocean,
Its not a museum for good people, it’s a hospital for the broken
Which means,I no longer have to hide my failures,I don’t have to hide my sin,
Because my salvation doesn’t depend on me, it depends on him.
because when I was Gods enemy and certainly not a fan,
God looked down on me and said, “I want that man!”
Which is why Jesus hated religion,and he even called them religious men fools,

Don’t you see hes so much better than just following some rules?
Now let me clarify, I love the church, I love the bible, and I believe in sin
But my question, is if Jesus were here today, would your church let Him in?
Remember He was called a drunkard and a glutton by “religious men”
The Son of God has never supported self-righteousness, not now, not then.
Now back to the topic, one thing I think is vital to mention,
How Jesus and religion are on opposite spectrums,
One is the work of God one is a man made invention,
One is the cure and one is the infection.
Because Religion says do, Jesus says done.
Religion says slave, Jesus says son,
Religion puts you in bondage but Jesus sets you free.
Religion makes you blind, but Jesus makes you see.
This is what makes religion and Jesus two different clans,
Religion is man searching for God, but Christianity is God searching for man.
Which is why salvation is freely mine, forgiveness is my own,
Not based on my efforts, but Christ’s obedience alone.
Because he took the crown of thorns, and blood that dripped down his face
He took what we all deserved, that’s why we call it grace.

While being murdered he yelled “Father forgive them, they know not what they do”,
Because when he was dangling on that cross, he was thinking of you
He paid for all your sin, and then buried it in the tomb,
Which is why I'm kneeling at the cross now saying,"Come on,there’s room..."
So for religion,I hate it!in fact I literally resent it,
Because when Jesus cried It is finished, I believe He meant it......


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He says it so well,right?
He paid for all your sin,and then buried it in the tomb.Which is why  I'm kneeling at the cross now,saying,"Come on,there’s room..."
He took the crown of thorns,and blood that dripped down his face.He took what we all deserved,that’s why we call it grace.....
You read a piece like this one,and you feel lie getting on the microphone,and just worshipping!I dont deserve all this that God has given me.I'm forever grateful...I thank God for souls like Jeffrey Bethke!
I know that keeping up with God can be demanding,and especially when everything is going well,it's easy to keep the faith.But being a child of God,means you can cry to Him,even in your darkest hour,and He answers.We all fall short of His glory,but the difference is,his sons go back,and say,"Dad,I am sorry.Please forgive me.Religious talk makes sin look like damnation,but it is not,really.We were born sinners.But our price was paid,by Jesus.He took the fall for all of us!
If you have backslidden,do not feel ashamed,or scared of your father.He is waiting for you,with arms wide open...Remember the words in Jeffrey's piece...."If grace is water,then the church should be an ocean.Its not a museum for good people;it’s a hospital for the broken!Which means,I no longer have to hide my failures.I don’t have to hide my sin.Because my salvation doesn’t depend on me,it depends on Him!Because when I was Gods enemy and certainly not a fan,God looked down on me and said, “I want that man!”
If you are a non believer,you may have been fed with the wrong facts by such preachers and "Christians".But I am here to tell you today,that being in a possition to talk to God,as a child of His,is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me....In Him,I have come to know unconditional love.The same God that created everything,has time to listen to me whine on about a stomach upset!Can you imagine that?What love beats that?
Forget what the world tells you.Read His word,The Bible,and pray.All He needs,is that your heart be willing to let Him in......

INDEX:
*Panda Mbegu >>> Sow a seed.
* Siku hizi hakuna vitu za bure,mami >>> Girl,nothing is free these days.
*Lakini si Yesu alitufia sote msalabani,bila sisi kutoa malipo? >>> But didnt Jesus die for us all,at the cross.for free?

Thursday, 14 November 2013

WHY I HATE SCHOOL,BUT LOVE EDUCATION.

Like one wise Mark Twain,I never let my schooling interfere with my education.Education has been dominating my thoughts for a while now.My two little brothers,Brian and Lee,are both sitting their national examinations.Brian is sitting his O-Level exams,while Lee is doing his final primary school exams.Being a daughter of scholars,I have high regard for education,both academic and otherwise.I know the pressure they must both be feeling at this point.But I tell them always,never to put school,and exams,above their education.
I am what my teachers called a bright kid,in primary and high school.But they also said I have a tendancy not to take my schoolwork,and mostly,my examinations,seriously.I never quite looked at exams,as the determinants of my IQ.My parents,like my teachers,thought that it was too free spirited of me!But in earnest,my best and most precious and important lessons,I learnt outside the confines of the classroom.I always have a book in hand.I love knowledge,and I look for it.I dare to go out of the Syllabus,and search for truths that scholars dubbed,unimportant.On the day of my exams,I could comfortably sport a book that is in no way related to the unit I will be tested on.Even here,in campus,I find students cramming stuff on the eve of the examination,or minutes before.If such are the kind of professionals that school yields,I rest my case.I am of the belief,that school is important,but it isnt entirely indispensable.Education is.


So,I was just roaming online the other day,reading what other people thought about education,and schooling.Then,a British poet,one Suli Breaks,caught my eye.He had a whole world of my thoughts,embedded in his words.I could identify with every single word he spoke.Throughout his piece,I found myself unconsciously nodding in agreement.I even fell in love with the title to his piece.There it was,written in bold, "WHY I HATE SCHOOL,BUT LOVE EDUCATION."


It caught my eye,later,my ear,and later,my psyche...So,I decided to get you his lyrics,that you too,may see what amazed me so.Here is that amazing piece,but this gifted British poet,Suli Breaks...



Suli Breaks;WHY I HATE SCHOOL BUT LOVE EDUCATION.

So,you want to get a degree,why?Let me tell you what society would tell you,"Increases your chances of getting a job,provides you with an opportunity to be successful,your life will be a lot less stressful,education is the key."Now,let me tell you what your parents would tell you,"Make me proud,increases your chances of getting a job,provides you with an opportunity to be successful, your life will be a lot less stressful,education is the key."

Now let’s look at the statistics;Steve Jobs’ net worth $7 billion(R.I.P),Richard Branson net worth $4.2 billion,Oprah Winfrey net worth $2.7 billion,Mark Zuckerberg,Henry Ford,Steven Spielberg,Bill Gates....

Now here comes ‘the coup, de grace’.Looking at these individuals, what’s your conclusion?Neither of them,in being successful,ever graduated from a higher learning institution.Now some of you would protest like,"You know money is only the medium by which one measures worldly success."Some of you even have the nerve to say,"I don’t do it for the money."So,what are studying for?To work for a charity?Need more clarity?


Let’s look at the statistics..Jesus,Muhammed,Socrates,Malcolm X,Mother Teresa,Spielberg,Shakespeare,Beethoven,Jesse Owens, Muhammad Ali,Sean Carter,Michael Jeffrey Jordan,Michael Joseph Jackson...were either of these people unsuccessful or uneducated?

All I’m saying is that if there was a family tree,hard work and education would be related,but school would probably be a distant cousin.If education is the key, then school is the lock.Because it rarely ever develops your mind to the point where it can perceive red as green and continue to go when someone else said stop.Because as long as you follow the rules and pass the exams,you’re cool. But are you aware that examiners have a checklist?And if your answer is something outside of the box,the automatic response is a cross!And then they claim that school expands your horizons and your visions.Well, tell that to Malcolm X,who dropped out of school and is world renowned for what he learned in a prison.

Proverbs 17:16->>It does a fool no good to spend money on education,why?Because he has no common sense.George Bush.Need I say more?“Education is about inspiring ones mind not just filling their head.And take this from me,because I’m a educated man myself,who only came to this realization after countless nights in the library with a can of Red Bull keeping me awake til dawn and another can in the morn,falling asleep in between piles of books which probably equates the same amount I’ve spent on my rent. I would memorize equations,facts and dates,write it down to the letter,half of which I’d never remember,and half of which I forgot straight after the exam,and before the start of the next semester,asking anyone if they had notes for the last lecture?I often found myself running to class,just so I could find the spot on which I could rest my head and fall asleep without making a scene. Ironic,because that’s the only time I ever spent in university of chasing my dreams.And then after nights with a dead-mind,identifying myself in the queue of half awake student zombies waiting to hand in an assignment,maybe that’s why they call it a dead line.And then after three years of mental suppression and frustration,my proud mother didn’t even turn up to my graduation.”

Now,I’m not saying that school is evil,and there’s nothing to gain,but all I’m saying is,understand your morals and reassess your aims,because if you want a job working for someone else,then help yourself.But then that would be a contradiction,because you
 
wouldn’t have really be helping yourself,you’ll be helping somebody else.There’s a saying,which says,“If you don’t build your dream, someone else will hire you to help build theirs.”
 Redefine how you view education.Understand its true meaning.Education is not just about regurgitating facts from a book on someone else’s opinion on a subject to pass an exam.Look at it,Picasso was educated in creating art,Shakespeare was educated in the art of word that was written,Colonel Harland Sanders was educated in the art of creating Kentucky Fried Chicken...

I once saw David Beckham take a free kick.I watched as the side of his Adidas-sponsored boot hit the playing level of the ball at an angle which caused it to travel towards the skies as though it was destined for the heavens.And then as he reached the peak of his momentum,as though it changed its mind,it switched directions.I watched as the goalkeeper froze,as though he recited to himself the laws of physics,and as though his brain was negotiating with his eyes that he was indeed witnessing the spectacle of the level swung that was sweeping towards it,and then reacted.But only a fraction of a millisecond too late.And before the net of the goal embraced the FIFA-sponsored ball,as though it was the prodigal son returning home....And the country that I live in erupted into cheers,I looked to the play,and thought,"Damn!Looking at David Beckham is more than one way in this world to be an educated man."

Suli Breaks has his way with words;I hope he won you over.I hope you are schooled,for all the right reasons.I am a university student.I study what I love.I am passionate about education though,mostly the non-scholarly kind.I believe that we learn,everyday,in school,and away.But like Suli would say," Redefine how you view education.Understand its true meaning.Education is not just about regurgitating facts from a book on someone else’s opinion on a subject to pass an exam."

I keep telling this to Brian and Lee,and I bet,by now,it has sunk,deeply.Nothing would please me more,than to see my two little brothers grow into,not only well schooled and learned young men,but also educated young men!I voice my opinion about education and school,at every chance I get.Because,dilligence is the only thing I see right in schools these days..period!I know there are those that belong to a different school of thought,who would disagree with me,regarding the opinions voiced in this article.And to those,like Suli,I would say,"If there was a family tree,hard work and education would be related,but school would probably be a distant cousin."


Keep your dilligence,alright.But think beyond what they teach you in school.The syllabus is limited,they only let you learn a portion of what is really there to learn.That means that a greater percentage,is what school leaves behind.Plus examinations never test all you learnt,or do they?Be in school,but for all the right reasons.

PS:You can find Suli's piece on youtube.Just search by his name,or the title to his piece.

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

ASHA MANDELA;The Black Rapunzel ♥


I dont know if I blogged earlier,of my love for dreadlocks,and natural hair,generally.Having earned the tag "African Woman" from my African friends(weird,I know!) due to my love for all things natural,and African....its a shame I am mentioning this now! :(

But now that we are here,I need to say,just how thrilled I am,because by December,my nappy hair will be locked into dreadlocks!Yeeey!!Am telling you,my friend,Wambui,she cant wait to see my hair,locked!hehe

I have been obsessing with dreadlock hairstyles for me,for this Christmas!Ha!It did get to me,this locking thing! :) But,bottom line,I love the fact that I will finally ditch those weaves that Lexx(my bff)calls horses(or horse tails)!But my dreadlocks,are something I'll definitely share with you,when I have pics to show too!Oh,and I'm arranging my dreadlock photoshoot too!hehe..this is going to be awesome! I need to call Cacah..*note to self*

So,back to the lady on my title,Asha Mandela!Am jealous of not just her locks,but her name too!Mandela is quite a big name,you know! :/ Anyway,I was busy trying to find some fancy hairstyles for my locks,on google....and then,there it was,this picture of a woman seated,with a tress of locks flowing from her head!!I was as curious as always,so,I clicked on the webside from whence the picture came! "Black Rapunzel" became the the third reason I am jealous of this 50year old lady,one Amazing Asha Mandela! :)

So,I did the nosing around for you.All you need to do now,is sit down,relax,and read what I came up with...pretty cool,and informative,actually!Oh,and you could thank me later!♥

Now,meet Asha Mandela,better known as "The Black Rapunzel."

Asha Mandela has a lock on a world record that others might dread:The world's longest dreadlocks.The 50-year-old Atlanta resident has earned the name "the Black Rapunzel" because she holds the Guinness World Record for "World's Longest Dreadlocks," which she has owned since 2008. Her dreads were officially measured to be 19 feet, 6 inches long, but an official measurement found one of the strands measured a whopping 55 feet, 7 inches. Mandela first started growing her lovely locks 25 years ago, after she moved from Trinidad-Tobago to New York and decided to have a more "natural" hairstyle. “When I first started, it was more of a spiritual journey -- It wasn’t anything to do with a fad or style in fashion,”Mandela said according to the International Business Times.“After 25 years of growth, my hair has really become part of me and I feel that if I ever cut my hair I’d really be taking away my life.” But greatness like this isn't easy: She washes the dreads once a week,using up to six bottles of shampoo at a time.Then it takes two days for the locks to dry! :O And they weigh 25 pounds when wet. She says the extra weight of her hair makes her doctors very concerned."The doctors seem to think I have a curvature of my spine and that it's the length and the weight of my hair that's making me curve," she said,according to the Mirror. "Some have said my neck has collapsed at the back and that I need to be careful because I could start having spasms in my spine and probably be paralyzed." That problem is mitigated, she says, by the effect her locks have on the men in her life."My hair has never caused a problem with intimacy.I think it adds a little spice on top,"she said.
 
......Wah!Now,this is just too cool to be real!But I pray that her neck and back stay in good condition...Even I don't want to see those beautiful locks go..no!
....uuum....thank me now,hehe ;)
...Now,let me find Babu,cause this hair of mine needs him,more than ever!Oh,and PS:If you are looking for a locking expert,eeeeer...not to brag,but Babu is the coolest there is!My pics are coming up,just so you understand what they mean,by "Dreadlock perfection! ♥


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Tuesday, 24 September 2013

WARRIOR OF THE 4th WATCH.

Friends of mine,
You know not what I seek,
You know not,of what I speak,
Of twighlight hews,
The guardians of the night time,
Of "miaws" that sound like babies crying,
And spirits a-roaming in the air...
Of darkness so thick,its tangible...
And silence so loud,its defeaning.

I am,of the fourth watch,
A time so dark,you cant read your watch
but again,isnt the 21st Century just as dark,with iniquity?
The things I see,at this wee hour,
Make my resolve even stronger,
to watch and pray...
Because,the good book says..
That HE will show up like a thief,in the night,
at a time you may never have thought.

Try as I might,
This text wont leave my psyche,
So,here I am...
guuadian of this hour,
Standing in the gap,with all my prayer armour,
You will find me up,by the time you awake,
Ask not,why I am different from your kind,
for HE has taught me to watch and pray.

I found my sole purpose..
This is not just what I do,
To watch and pray,
This is who I am,and I am proud of it.

Sincerely,
Nyawírah,
warrior of the 4th watch...

Saturday, 14 September 2013

THAT GIRL!

"That girl" is a phrase that could mean virtually every girl,but when you listen to one Alysia Harris,talk about that specific girl,you will get my exact drift.

"The girl who is only allowed to make you smile,when she's making you orgasm.."
"That girl who everyone wants to sleep with,but no one wants to be with..."
Yes,THAT GIRL.

Many men have their own 'closet freaks' that they hide behind curtains.To these women they show the parts of themselves that aren't all that acceptable to the rest of the world.But they hide them,make them secrets that only they know..But all these men ever do,when they are not with "that girl" is try and find a girl,that is just like "that girl".Alysia says this better than I could have ever imagined possible!

I first bumped upon Alysia's works on "BRAVE NEW VOICES" Which is one of the many amazing poetry gigs and forums,I have come to discover.I have attended amazing forums,like these,here in Nairobi,Like "Fatuma's Voice" and "Slam Africa Poetry" and many more in Nakuru too.I realized its a great avenue,to learn.There,you meet fellow poets,and listen to them speak,like masters of an art you are yet to discover.They inspire,speak to the soul,drive the mind crazy with thought and torment it with the luring math of logic,stirred up in rhymes that would well fit in that sacred chord of David,if poetry was to be made into song!

You leave a poetry session a much better poet than you got in.I love hearing other people talk.I love listening to the way to pronunce their words,the way they punctuate their sentences...the way that pitch rises and falls,in tandem with their heartbeats,sometimes faster :) And all this time,they have a way of keeping you glued to their voices,with their faces saying tons,and eyes oozing emotion...Speaking is an art,oration is a skill,but poetry,spoken,is divine :)

Here,I have sampled a piece by Alysia Harris,one of the most gifted spoken word artistes I have ever been priviledged to listen to.I hope it thrills you,even half as it did me :) It is an intrigue,belive me!

ALYSIA HARRIS;THAT GIRL

We got that waiting-in-the-clinic silence,
That shhh...
Don’t-tell-nobody-what-we-did silence..
And Im so tired of being your hamper,
That I’m about to dump out those week old stained ketchup secrets,
and do laundry in that silence!

You like keeping it quiet...
But my vagina is not your walk-in-closet....
You wanna stuff your unmentionables through me,
U want a place to hang up your insecurities,
Want me to keep check of your hand-me-downs and Prada,
Waiting for every occasion,
to put me back behind closed doors and lock me in the darkness...

Nobody knows you hold my hand,
And nobody knows I call you baby,
And nobody know you write anonymous poems about me,
The type you can’t post on Facebook...
Because,regardless of what you may think I’m worth,
Or what you may think I deserve,
I will never be that girl.

The girl that’s only allowed to make you smile,
When she´s making you orgasm,
"That girl",
Whose day job is daydreaming waiting for her night job...
"That girl",
Who's so in love,
She will turn her body over for your superficial touch....

You hide me behind locked doors and bed sheets,
Because if you dare reached out,
Then everybody would know that it was still about me...
So that in your heart and inyour mind,
you're still wrapped up in me....
My teardrops,you own them,
My hearts strings,
you got them tied around your pencils and fingers...

Yea, you may say it´s over,
And you may never tell me that you love me...
But you don’t have to,
Cause your silence speaks volumes..
You wanna hold me in your arms,
Rock me to sleep,
Then act like you don’t know me....

As if the moments we spent together,
are some kind of down payment...
As if my bedroom were lay-away,
And that’s all you ever do....lay away,
Pull up beside me,
But in the morning,
Pull up the hoodie,
And run the other way...
I’m like that bastard child,
The reason Daddy never stuck around in the first place..
But for me rejection doesn't come every other weekend..
It comes when you lower your head and pass by without speaking,
And I remember there was a time,
when you could barely take your eyes off me...
I just don’t understand,
Why it's not okay for you to love me...
I guess you just want me to be
"that girl"

The girl everybody wants to sleep with but nobody wants to
be with...
"That girl"
Only good enough for finding a suitable replacement...

And not trying to make up for the mistake,
But you try to convince yourself that she means everything,
And you want nothing to do with me,
But come on baby...
She looks just like me!!!
Read the signs,
Or at least the facial features,
Cause I was your first,
Your only,
The prototype,
And she's just a duplicate..
And you can never make copies,
without first consulting the blueprint!!!
You know what they say,
"The sequel is never better than the original..."

And she tries to write you stories,
But you know they’re only half as good as mine,
So half squinting,
You only hold her half as tight as you should...
Cause your other half is tangled between my bed sheets,
And your other half is complete within my mind,soul, and body,
And your other half is french tonguing me..
Monday through Friday....!!
I’m not fighting for joint custody,
I’m fighting for RESPECT!!

Cause I will never be content with being your back-door hoe,
Your little something-on-the side,
Your something-to-do on those lonely weekends,
Your closet freak,
You will never reduce me,
to a skank and a whore,
that will never leave you...!!!
I’d rather spend every night
crying alone on my bedroom floor than to ever be “THAT
GIRL"......!!!!

                                                                XOXOXOXO

It gets emotional,doesn't it? :/

Sunday, 19 May 2013

The Slain Apostles of the early church;They fought the good fight.

I always wondered how the disciples of Jesus died,apart from Judas (suicide is such a crude way to die..)..So,the other day I decided to be a bit of a Theology Scholar.Turns out it was all in the good book.The thing is,Judas was in a much better position at death..at least he chose how to die!
The rest of the disciples had it rough.Ministry and spreading the gospel got them slain.(it doesn't matter how they died,but it was a worthy course they died for.) and ps:Now these died noble deaths.

Slain warriors of truth;When,where and how(The 12 met the wrath of men.)

i)Matthew Suffered martyrdom in Ethiopia,Killed by a sword wound.

ii)Mark Died in Alexandria,Egypt,after being dragged by horses through the streets until he was dead.

iii)Luke was hanged in Greece as a result of his tremendous Preaching to the lost.

iv)John faced martyrdom when he was boiled in huge basin of boiling oil during a wave of persecution In Rome,However, he was miraculously delivered From death.But he was then sentenced to the mines on the prison Island of Patmos,where he wrote his prophetic Book of Revelation.The apostle John was later freed and returned to serve As Bishop of Edessa in modern Turkey.He died as an old man,and was the only apostle who died peacefully.

v)Peter was crucified upside down on an x-shaped cross.According to church tradition it was because he told his tormentors that he felt unworthy to die In the same way that Jesus Christ had died.

vi)James,the leader of the church in Jerusalem,was thrown over a hundred feet down from the southeast pinnacle of the Temple when he refused to deny his faith in Christ.When they discovered that he survived the fall, his enemies beat James to death with a fuller's club.
P.S:* This was the same pinnacle where Satan had taken Jesus during the Temptation*

vii)James the Great Son of Zebedee,was a fisherman by trade when Jesus Called him to a lifetime of ministry.As a strong leader of the church, James was ultimately beheaded at Jerusalem.The Roman officer who guarded James watched amazed as James defended his faith at his trial.Later,the officer Walked beside James to the place of execution.Overcome by conviction, he declared his new faith to the judge and Knelt beside James to accept beheading as a Christian.

viii)Bartholomew also known as Nathaniel Was a missionary to Asia.He ministered in present day Turkey.Bartholomew was martyred for his preaching in Armenia where he was flayed to death by a whip.

ix)Andrew was crucified on an x-shaped cross in Patras ,Greece. After being whipped severely by seven soldiers they tied his body to the cross with cords to prolong his agony.His followers reported that,when he was led toward the cross, Andrew saluted it in these words: "I have long desired and expected this happy hour."
He continued to preach to his tormentors for two days until he expired.

x)Thomas was stabbed with a spear in India during one of his missionary trips to establish the church in the Sub-continent.

xi)Jude was killed with arrows when he refused to deny his faith in Christ.

xii)Matthias the apostle chosen to replace the traitor, Judas Iscariot, was stoned and then beheaded.

***The Apostle Paul was tortured and then beheaded by the Emperor Nero at Rome in A.D. 67. Paul endured a lengthy imprisonment, which allowed him to write his many epistles to the churches he had formed throughout the Roman Empire ***

The story of Paul's torture reminds me of when he was younger,watching them kill Stephen,who was stoned to death.Only for Paul to serve the same God that Stephen served,and face the same fate as he,to the point of his death.
This story reminds me of how the tribulations of Socrates(charged by the city of Athens,with outragious crimes of corrupting the youth,when all he ever did was encourage and empower them) reasoned so well,even at his time of death,he spoke so eloquently,that he motivated a young plato,into becoming one of the most influential philosophers of all time!


P.S: To my readers,
The thing is,we live,only to die.leaving a mark is all the good we can do to the world,and to generations to come,but serving God to the point of death,is what brings satisfaction in such a restless world like this one :) I am moved and challenged,to see men who kept their faith in God,even in the sight of death's face!
I serve a God who gave his own son so that I would be set free.My life,I live for Him,to glorify Him,worship Him,adore Him,and to tell the world about Him!So,if you have not met Jesus,you ought to :) and if you want help with that,I want to help you know this God I serve!His arms are always open wide,to receive you.Always! :)