this is the strength that I now have!! This is the freedom I will ever talk about! Sometimes the words just are not there but this iis one of those times that freedom makes much more sense.
Please don't expect much from me. In this, I will do the greatest with the little I have to show the greatness that is there in the minute! Join me in the freedom...
Friday, November 15, 2013
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Determinism
The fact that we live in the world filled with wickedness and deceit, freedom is actually a privilege and not a right. The significance of this truth is that people can finally understand that they need to be strong. That they need to take a breath and realise that this world needs a lot of work!!!
Imagine how bad it feels being told the definition of determinism: No control of your emotions that do exist in your brain. That just feels bad and different to the definition of HOPE. Can anyone please sense out of this for me?
I guess i will have to make sense out the bad in my own way that it may have a strong effect on the realm of serenity that i do have in my mind. Intangibility. Lack of sense.
This is what it really means to be free. That you are able to stand befoore a crowd or your mum and explain to her the feeling that you have on the surface of your heart. To be able to stand the insanity of colonialism of having someone tell you that you cannot be the determinant of your emotions or your life to be precise. I wish i could look at the devil and make him cry by telling him that indeed that the Good Lord does love me and that He cares for me.
#freedom form the imprisonment that is there for the hearts that are chained ontothe "truth" that there is no hope. Difference.
Imagine how bad it feels being told the definition of determinism: No control of your emotions that do exist in your brain. That just feels bad and different to the definition of HOPE. Can anyone please sense out of this for me?
I guess i will have to make sense out the bad in my own way that it may have a strong effect on the realm of serenity that i do have in my mind. Intangibility. Lack of sense.
This is what it really means to be free. That you are able to stand befoore a crowd or your mum and explain to her the feeling that you have on the surface of your heart. To be able to stand the insanity of colonialism of having someone tell you that you cannot be the determinant of your emotions or your life to be precise. I wish i could look at the devil and make him cry by telling him that indeed that the Good Lord does love me and that He cares for me.
#freedom form the imprisonment that is there for the hearts that are chained ontothe "truth" that there is no hope. Difference.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
The world is filled wiith greatness that no other planet can decide to undermine. The strength, the motivation and the desire to be the greatest sticks in the people of this world. It does not make absolute sense how it is possible for close to 7 Billion people are able to stay strong and determined to keep living and chasing dreams to the latter. It is beautiful. Amazing. It is as good to listen to such a soul speak just as one would listen to the good music that we have in this world. Even though it is said that we are polluted within more that the pollution that on the outside.
Good Morning world. This is Christopher.
#great writer!!
Monday, November 4, 2013
Surrealism
the touch if something extraordinary yet ordinary at the same time. A wonderful experience the greatness of the intangible and whatever could of the kind where many minds that are founded upon the simple would fing it utterly hard to comprehend. Some may actually term Surrealistic persons as one of those that are of the kind who just are in love with confusion. Brats who have entirely no sense in them. Lost in the wave of darkness and the unknown. Not at all the wondrous and the beautiful.
I would be bold enough to write a poem but I am not ready to show the complications that my mind has. In fact,it is true that insanity is part of me. But i find my joy in this whereby the comprehension of the world and all its Art is definitely something that is a privilege.
this is a theme to advocate the justified nature of being unique and somewhat insatiable. I therefore beseech thee all that you would change your minds in consideration of the kind of people we are. Comprehension is key for the sake of healthy interaction among us..
I would be bold enough to write a poem but I am not ready to show the complications that my mind has. In fact,it is true that insanity is part of me. But i find my joy in this whereby the comprehension of the world and all its Art is definitely something that is a privilege.
this is a theme to advocate the justified nature of being unique and somewhat insatiable. I therefore beseech thee all that you would change your minds in consideration of the kind of people we are. Comprehension is key for the sake of healthy interaction among us..
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Monday morning.
I have had the night that just leaves me in suspense and a confusion that is definitely and utterly surprising. Dreaming of the dad who just left my mum to let me live a good life where i could have all the required provisions and necessities! I am not sure what i ought to do inorder to understand the nature of this particular dream. complicated. Sophisticated and wondrous.
She sits right next to me. reading a book by one of the great guys who i just think i am a replica of C.S.Lewis. And so the sophistication continues and i wonder whether i could ever be part of her life at some point. That I may have the opportunity to breathe in the purifying nature of her atmosphere. No!! It is not love...maybe it is. But this is me being and feeling insatiable and confused! I end up looking at it as a beauty ; a para-normality that is just too good to believe in and underestimate. perfection of insanity.
Many people would look for an answer within the words that i do write. But I end up being persistent in telling you that this is just too much of confusion to dare look at with the hope of searching for sense. For goodness sake it is Monday. HANGOVER.
But i appreciate you reading this. I hope that you will identify with a word...a sentence...something tangible will indeed come to thee and cause a feeling of satisfaction to some degree.
#themes&colours
I have had the night that just leaves me in suspense and a confusion that is definitely and utterly surprising. Dreaming of the dad who just left my mum to let me live a good life where i could have all the required provisions and necessities! I am not sure what i ought to do inorder to understand the nature of this particular dream. complicated. Sophisticated and wondrous.
She sits right next to me. reading a book by one of the great guys who i just think i am a replica of C.S.Lewis. And so the sophistication continues and i wonder whether i could ever be part of her life at some point. That I may have the opportunity to breathe in the purifying nature of her atmosphere. No!! It is not love...maybe it is. But this is me being and feeling insatiable and confused! I end up looking at it as a beauty ; a para-normality that is just too good to believe in and underestimate. perfection of insanity.
Many people would look for an answer within the words that i do write. But I end up being persistent in telling you that this is just too much of confusion to dare look at with the hope of searching for sense. For goodness sake it is Monday. HANGOVER.
But i appreciate you reading this. I hope that you will identify with a word...a sentence...something tangible will indeed come to thee and cause a feeling of satisfaction to some degree.
#themes&colours
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