TRENDS: REFLECTIONS...: MAKING A DIFFERENCE:

Saturday, February 20, 2016

MAKING A DIFFERENCE:

Longing for that receptive ear to whisper into, I patiently did wait to no avail, so I took to speaking to this vacuum friend of mine who still chose to hear me rather than listen. I persisted to drive my point home, feeling this air of peace I had made my point.

We virtually complain about everything and forget to do all things. If only we can listen just for once, the message may just be as easy as answering the question of what our names are. As you listen, also implore taciturn and act more to project your ideals. Humility is the smoothest path to the heart of all humanity, just as arrogance instantly arouses the human brain to fight.

Sometimes peace is a mere bitterness without war, but war does not spare bitterness and simply lead to eternal destruction.

I boldly say "no" to terror and the likes, enough of the bloodshed and agony!

Image 1. My Proclamation. I proclaim, 'No!' to terror and all it carries with it, and to this and with everything that is in me, and I proclaim it highly
to the rocks and trees, the rivers and valleys!

#Blessingnigeriatheonlyway.

1 comment:

COHFSWAFSFebruary 24, 2016 at 3:42 AM
keep the flame burning my love. I love you.
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MY BIOGRAPHY

Now at twenty-nine years of age, my reflections of childhood were wrought with very few really pleasant memories, but I am the son of Peter Shija Mom and Rebecca Mnguekwagh. I identified with my mother very dearly. Growing up with her was a life filled with turbulent times, both the laughter and the tears. I learned that sometimes you just have to stay in the rain because it can't just give way for you to accomplish the needed work for the day. Mum was an amazon, persevering in all situations to put food on the table. She directed the younger ones who were yet to come to know that what life entails was such a herculean task.

All these experiences gave me the will to put pen to paper to express how I feel about everything. I write mostly when am moody. I also love listening to the radio and reading historical prose when I am a bit relieved from the loads of work that medical school portends. I hope to retain my artistic side through all of this mire.

CHAPTER ONE:

They had to put me on an IV PICC line that reached from my arm to my heart. I lived on it 24/7 for almost 4 years. My quality of life was dented. Everything from taking a shower to getting dressed took on new meaning. In my severe depression and self-pity, my shock of this new body and the grandiosity of it all, God blessed me with an unusual gift.

I know what I am talking about, because I felt Heaven. Listen to my IV pump: Humdrum, drip drop, to keep me alive. This sound never leaves me throughout this entire book, and if you get tired of it, you get to close the book! For years, I had to love the sound, as it was my literal lifeline.......

WORKBOOK

This Workbook is meant to be filled in by you, the Reader. And it is recommended that you see the movie Australia before undertaking this project, for parallelisms that will become clear.

Have you ever wondered why you are alive? What are you on earth FOR? What is your purpose, your PLAN? Destiny and fate aside, we look at the miracle of your being able to read this in the first place, as you were not born blind.

Through various exercises, you write down unique answers to questions by gaining insight into the realm of spirituality. The galaxies of God. The complexities of why He made all of us, and why He sent His Son to earth, to die for us. Why did all that blood have to be shed? Find out more about yourself and your life's Plan and Purpose. Then ask God to open the doors that need to be opened, and to close the doors that need to be closed. There. Now your Path is straight and narrow. Walk.