Thought Therapy

Dear Santa, Let’s be real, I have a long wish list and I haven’t been a really good girl this year(just a work in progress)one more thing ,how and where will I get my presents if my home doesn’t   even have   a chimney to begin with??? I know this time of the year is hectic for you, but its unfair how    the true joy of Christmas is being stolen while you watch, I don’t mean to   sound rude but let’s face it,this time of year makes half the world into materialistic devils . If this was   a letter of complaint,believe me I would definitely be stating the actual facts eg. Buying a pair of shoes that now sell at triple the price!!!!…I understand that businesses have to make a profit but let’s be real Santa ,Christmas has now become the festive season for con-artists. I have nothing against you Santa but I really have to write you this letter.I know how you began your line of work as St.Nick, a truly great story that I wish I had known when I was a little kid(would have sav

“Speak now or forever hold your peace!!”   My peace has been held for like 4 weeks now, I have had no inspiration AT ALL for writing!!But   this wedding between me and silence ends today! I have had too many topics suggested to me   ,ranging from relationships to my phobia of taking any kind of medicinal pills. But I won’t even dare start on my lifelong fears let alone speak about matters of the heart.Sooo..ooo..i will K.I.S.S my way into writing this post. In case you are wondering about the kiss,I have my dearest big brother to thank for such wisdom. In his words,all I had to do was K eep I t S imple S tupid when my brain went on strike (he probably won’t even remember giving me this piece of advice while I was in my final year of high school) but it works! Trying to find the magic Trying to write a classic Waste-bin full of paper Clever rhymes, see you later These words are my own From my heart flow I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you That'

“Ur father must be a terrorist,cause baby u the   bomb” lol…people have guts! This I write to any male species on planet earth, if you really care to know what   I think..then keep reading.If you don’t,then still keep reading cause you never know what I might say to help you out!        Women are dangerous species,the kind that look pretty on the outside but inside God made them stronger and more vicious in order to handle unimaginable situations.You on the other hand, are rough on the outside and on the inside   you are    simple creatures.The difference between you and us is beyond words, and am no psychologist to try figuring it out.Since am writing this down for you,I consider myself to be behind enemy lines and will sincerely try to put something across that may or may not make you happy. Here goes…  I know you are visual beings,but sometimes those lustful eyes can cause a fire that’s hard to put out.Am not saying you don’t appreciate God’s beauty,am just saying ge

I really get annoyed when am watching a movie or reading a book that innocently makes you think of any African country as a wild bush full of lions and bushmen wearing loin skins made of cheetah skin, or mosquito-infested land, or AIDS-stricken bony people. I know that some of these things are true, but PLEEEEAAASSEEE… there’s more to Africa than that!! And having moved out of my home country because of one infamous genocide that marks one of the negative sides of Africa, I am not one to judge. But today,I decided to write this because i love my history and some parts of the African culture.I may not know much about my culture,but i know enough to appreciate it.And it got me to writing this down: BLACK BEAUTY The mysterious land from afar, The one and the only Africa! The heart and soul of the world, Was only to be found in a place so free and wild. The purest virgin land, Africa:our Motherland A wonderland beneath the sun, Home of the greatest:woman or m

I like my old school music just as much as I like the new,but there’s something special about the type of music that is decades older than my age!This weekend i cranked the volume up to this song "I GOT THE MIDAS TOUCH" (by  midnight star) the  minute I heard it. And since I like to be sincere, back when I was too young to even put the lyrics of a  song together in order to come up with meaning, I used to hear  “I got the minus touch” instead of “I got the midas touch ” (the beauty of being young n stupid hehe..)I didn’t even bother to know if what I heard made sense or not,but I liked the beat!!I still do! But since every song always comes with a thought or two from my brain, this one got me thinking about a movie about King Midas and his golden touch.It was this movie that finally cleared up the “minus “ from the “midas” and 9 years later it got me thinking about life in general.Midas  was  mad about his gold, and the more he got it,the more he wanted it.Then