Form Follows Function

Do the words I say make me who I am? Perversion infested like the lenses of a webcam,username Pam, pop-chat he tells her I'm your number1 fan, and for the next thirty minutes I'm your only and main man, and so she pops it and spins it round like a fan, *sigh* now she's one of them, trapped in the darkness turns off her bed lamp.

You see I have learned, that the potency of loneliness can leave a man diseased and that with every brocken piece of your heart your darkness is increased and once your brain is infected it's hard to make you pleased, blood boiling in your viens you have to find a new release perhaps strengthen your belief.

The truth is I'm scared to let them know because they won't take me as I am, then it's back to the beginning I'll have to explain who I am, I'm no better than the girls who back it up like mini-vans.

Fighting it is straneouse, heart like Joanna man it's buff
Being myself is buff, so most of the time I bluff
Lying becomes a ritual and quitting becomes tough.

I heard that form follows function and that I have to believe in something and that I wasn't placed on earth to sit around doing nothing and that I was born with a plan , talk about purposive construction.

I know what my form is I just have to find my function...

Slight Ease

Slight Ease

Be on guard the land has been invaded,

 If you don’t stand your ground you’ll surely be intimidated

By this new incriminating picture the world has painted

Don’t be a color incorporated for it will be hard to get your soul back once you trade it

Not trying to shake you up with this knowledge my pink matter bleeds

As a matter of fact I write these to give slight ease

My heart pumps joys but what flows out of my veins is peace

If wisdom was a pandemic id surely be diseased

But its only reflex that my poetic justice be release

I write these to give slight ease.

Concealed Treasures

Despite the Romans best efforts to conceal the remainder of the bible from the face of the Earth like a veld fire the truth has spread through out the centuries, truths about the lost books deeming the bible to be hand picked from more than we think. Just how much do we know about what we think we know if at all we know anything for for all we know we know nothing at all, totally oblivious to the truths strategically kept from our reach.

Now to a faithless hethern such finding would cause a paradigm shift to the core of their stability and they would opt to give up the foundation of their life's which is Christianity,the lack of a concrete cornerstone in their lives will cloud their judgement,at some point in time we all think perhaps we have all been brainwashed into a religion so unstable if not the most, never has there been a religion with so many subdivisions all claiming to be the light of the patchy road leading to humanity's salvation why is this so?if you claim never to have thought this your lying .its in our  nature to question anything we invest our time and most importantly our souls into ,doing otherwise would truly be reckless if not irresponsible.  

As Christians we pray different than one another, we view and interpret the bible differently yet we claim to all believe in Christ the messiah why is this so, perhaps we are all missing something. Other religions move in unison, are immovable have rock solid foundations either we are missing something or they just hide their imperfections perfectly. Such a weak image we are painting on our irreplaceable canvas which is this earth, we are here to win souls for God yet we get so caught up in our own controversies we forget why we are even here in the first place. This life is not our own, we are all purposely placed here to play a role, and as Christians we are failing dismally at the task at hand.

Whatever the case Christ did say and I quote "in the beginning was the word, the word was with me and the word was Me." coincidence or not that this particular verse happens to be among  the pieces of the bible that the Romans deemed necessary to pick from the rest of the lost books, the hidden treasures, the 66 book love letter will be the key to the salvation of our souls or a planned vendetta to an inevitable Doom. Nonetheless, my faith remains unshaken. We can only await our fate as passersby on this earth only time will tell.

Ps.

I Am Yahweh's Princess 

Unshaken Belief

You've got to believe in something, even when all hope is gone and faith is depleted we are all bound to the hip like Siamese by our belief in that one thing, always wanting to be the end product of his pottery Jeremiah, by that constant discomfort of wondering if at the end he'll call you daughter or look you in the eye and say you’re a liar

You've just got to believe in something, in case you’re wondering he sees the depth of your heart and he loves you the same, but by nature ,our worldly ways compel us to hide and not seek still he loves us so much he's willing to play that game, I am is His name

When you've found that one true belief surely your heart will know, you can go astray even rebel but you will never ever let go, My friends you got to believe in something but of course I'd rather it be His majesty clothed in his Holy Robe!!

Sometimes when I feel myself slipping from Gods grip I tend to allow the devil to condemn me, I forget who I am and who I belong to, I want to hide from him as though he doesn’t have an HD clear view of me, I forget that he sees the depth of my heart and he loves me the same, I forget that he came not for the perfect but for sinners like me But  most importantly as long as I have said yes to his I'm a part of the flock of sheep he shepherds he will call out to me when I go astray.

Jeremiah 29:11

Psalms 18

You've got to believe in something!!

P.S I am Yahweh’s Princess

Acid Station

Acid Station


acid station

Welcome to acid station

welcome to acid station
 where massive intoxication
 will lead you to unimaginable and untamed fornication
 a spontaneous generation where criminal conversations
 fill the air that we breath like background radiation

we need rehabilitation for our vacuum aspirations
 watch them eat at our skin like acid precipitation
 as we all try to make it on this one train station .
what is all boils down to is guilt by association..

welcome to the world...welcome to acid station...Resist the temptation..
thought i could share a bit of my mind...

Capoeira Terranossa weekend in Gaborone Botswana

This Brazilian showcase was a combination of music,martial arts and acrobatics led by Professor Descobridor and Voodoo at Railpark Mall saturday 16th afternoon and later at Rodizio Resturant that same night!!

If you are interested in Capoeira you can contact them on +26772515786 or just check their facebook page CAPOEIRA BOTSWANA!!

Love Is......

Do we really know what love is?

Can we classify it or size it?

Though simple, its complexity is as enormous as the phenomenon metamorphosis

Like butterflies we have become a product of its transformation

Rendered powerless, we submit to it, an unconscious conformation.

Love is forgiving when deeply wounded,

Love is not putting myself ahead, but behind when everyone else wouldn’t

Love is a series of humble, modest deeds

And most importantly God is Love indeed!!!