SHE ANSWERS ALL MY QUERIES

I tend to think there is an easy answer to almost any question in the
world.. So when you ask me which is the best car in the world i'll
have a ready answer. It's the range rover. It shows you have money,
and you know how to spend it. It's a sensible car, for the money, no
matter how you look at it. It is the coolest thing on the planet.
The best sport? It has to be football, or soccer if you are Atlantic.
It's easy to play, and even a person who's brain is the size of a
spermatozoa can still understand it's rules. That's why it has an
appeal the world over, and still has money in these recession days.
You wouldn't say the same for other sports, F1 are cutting down on
cost. For a sport like rugby, the rules are rather complicated,
especially for the female brain, and the only way to attract crowds to
it's tournaments is to have side shows likelike los of booze and girls
with short skirts, and even shorter attention spans. Then the whole
crowd will learn of the results on telly, when they get home coz they
were too busy drinking to watch the games.
The best country to holiday in? Jamaica, i think, for it's ganja
crazed, ass wriggling, calypso dancing girls. The beaches, you can get
them anywhere.
Best TV channel? Any sports channel.
Best meal? Ugali and kuku. Kifua, coz it's the bigger piece.
Best daily? Friday issue of Business Daily...
I could go on forever, but that's beside the point
Was interested in the best girl in the world, at least my world, and
it definitely is her...
She looks astonishing, walks talks and listens like she has re-written
the laws of engagement.
I'm a sucker for long, shapely legs. In the same waya man can never be
too rich, a girl's legs can never be too lengthy. And she has some
whoppers!
She is like the epitome of the ideal, only that with her everything is
just a little better than ideal
Seeing her, and engaging her is like being rudely from a reverie. You
suddenly feel alive. You are just not ready for the rush. It's the
sheer surprise that impresses you most.
There you have it- a face from an angel, body from a model, heart and
kindness like my mum's, a brain like mine.... you can understand when
i go a bit nuts..

I THINK

I think she has a huge allure. Her beauty. Her untainted sense of
humour. The sense that I will never want for anything ever again. That
I am stuck in a pantomime and life is just one bag of sweeties and
laughter.
I dream of going down the Happy road, paved with good times and
laughter, and success just to amplify it all. It’s a good dream to
have and it’s why I am a sucker for her. It’s why I am looking at her
with a cocked eyebrow and a head full of possibilities.
The possibility of happiness as a self evident truth that can be
pursued and obtained.
The possibility of creating a brave new world of persistent good
fortune. Where joy overshadows pain.
A world where being unique is not about being different, but being outstanding.
The possibility of happiness, being outstanding, success and joy being
a characterization of an entire life…

LOOKING FOR ANGELS

Walk this world alone try to stay on my feet

Sometimes crawl, fall, but I stand up cause I'm afraid to sleep
And open my eyes to a new day, with all new problems 4. and all new pain
All the faces are filled with so much anger
Losing our dignity and hope from fear of danger
After all the wars, after settling the scores, at the break of dawn we will be deaf to the answers

There's so much bigotry, misunderstanding and fear
With eyes squinted and fists clinched we reach out for what is dear
We want it we want
We want a reason to live
We're on a pilgrimage
A crusade for hope
Cause in our hearts and minds and souls we know
We need it we need
We need more than this

Going through this life looking for angels
People passing by looking for angels

Walking down the streets looking for angels
Everyone I meet looking for angels

So many nations with so many hungry people
So many homeless scrounging around for dirty needles
On the rise, teen suicide, when we will realize
we've been desensitized by the lies of the world
We're oppressed and impressed by the greedy
Whose hands squeeze the life out of the needy
When will we learn that wars, threats, and regrets are the cause and effect of living in fear

Who can help protect the innocence of our children
Stolen on the internet with images they can't forget
We want it we want
We want a reason to live
We represent a generation that wants to turn back a nation
To let love be our light and salvation
We need it we need

We need more than this
I became a savior to some kids I'll never meet
Sent a check in the mail to buy them something to eat
What will you do to make a difference, to make a change?

What will you do to help someone along the way?
Just a touch, a smile as you turn the other cheek
Pray for your enemies, humble yourself, love's staring back at me
In the midst of the most painful faces
Angels show up in the strangest of places

AWAKE

As time went on, I opened my eyes
You never really knew me
You don’t know what’s deep inside

Just so you know, I’ll never be like you
I’ll take what God has made me
I’m not an empty shell

I’m finally awake
I feel alive today
I feel everything
It’s all so clear to me

How many times have I hated who I was
Lost sight of what defines me
because of airbrushed magazines?

But now I’ve come to cherish who I am
I’m sick and tired of taking a life that wasn’t mine

I’m alive
It’s all so clear to me
I’m alive,I’m alive
It’s all so clear to me

And I hope they see 

LEARNING TO FALL

I've heard it said a million times,
That I should hold on tight to Jesus.
But I took this road so far from home,
And distance came between us.

When I walked away,
I knew one day,
I'd need Your grace.

So now you'll find me on my knees, surrendering,
Cause I know that I'm really not so strong.
And now, I'm done fighting for control,
Oh, you can have this life that I've been holding for so long.
I'm learning to fall.Let my world crumble.

You ran so fast to rescue me,
While I was barely breathing.
You picked me up,
You touched my face,
And I began to see more clearly.

Though I'm such a disgrace,
You still forgave.
Your love remains.

So now you'll find me on my knees, surrendering,
Cause I know that I'm really not so strong.
And now, I'm done fighting for control,
Oh, you can have this life that I've been holding for so long.
I'm learning to fall.Let my world crumble.

Take me as an offering.
I surrender everything.
No more living without You.

SO IN LOVE

So many times I’ve fallen

So many ways I’ve failed you

So many times I’ve stepped out on my own

I know I’m undeserving

But I feel you are preserving

The only good that I have shown

The only word that I can bring

Are these very words

that i say to you now

Cause I am so in love with you

There’s nothing else I choose

You’ve stolen my heart

Yes, I’m all for You

I know you’ll never let me go

Even though you know my frailties

Every single thing about me

You show the greatest love that’s known

The only word that I can bring

Are these very words say to you now

I am so in love with you

There’s nothing else I choose

You’ve stolen my heart

Yes, I’m all for you now

Time and time again you show

The depth and love that you bestow

I never fully understand

It’s too great for me to know

But I always try to bring you everything

There’s nothing else I choose

You’ve stolen my heart

Yes, I’m all for you now

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YOU WILL SOAR

If I had just one thing to say

Before my last breath fades away.

Keep your head way up in the clouds

And never let them get you down!

Never let them get you down!

Keep hoping and dreaming

and you will soar!

With a little faith and love.

You will soar!

If I had just two words to say,

To explain my life away.

I could say ups and downs,

Because, I always kept my defense down.

Always kept my defense down!

I wish I could take you away

To a place of mystery

We will travel there on sands of time

To listen...to fairy tales

We will listen to fairy tales

We will listen, listen, listen

Keep hoping and dreaming

and you...will soar

With a little faith and Love.

You will soar!

You will soar!

You will soar! 

HEART AND MIND

My mind isn't quite sure

what is has bargained for.

But my heart is in time with

with the consistent beat.

This dream is sneaking up on me

no matter how collected I seem to be.

Is anybody ever truly complete?

Or are the better ones just better at believing?

So I'll go and say you're with me.

I know it's just the beginning.

At times I feel cold and exposed under a microscope

but it has never much better to live.

It doesn't matter if all my friends latch on to this.

There's only one acceptance that's not later dismissed.

My mind isn't quite sure

what is has bargained for.

But my heart is in time with

with the consistent beat of yours.

I'm not looking to music to complete me.

I'm not looking for a new philosophy.

I'm not waiting for somebody to swoon me.

I'm just searching for a better way into your love. 

Can you feel the only eyes that see inside?

Can you feel anything anymore?

my first crush...

I will never 4get my 1st crush.
I was a fresh-faced, wide-eyed, experiment bound 11-year old ingenue.
She was a year younger, with a body from another world(France, i
think) n as attractive n sexy as an angel from hell! In my pre-teen
excitement, my eyes were suddenly opened to her appeal, my heart was 4
the 1st time invigorated n i felt a deep connection 2her. I was opened
to a whole new world of feelings, n my entire being had an urgent
lusty desire to do something. It was a hopeless case of infantile
infatuation. So i approached her, stared longingly n lovingly at her.
Then i touched her, felt her smoothness n ran by hands along her
wondrous body. Then i went in..!
Oh, how i loved her inside. 4 a while when i was inside her i was
immobile. Then i turned the ignition on, n the Peugout 405 crashed into
the wall of the carport!!

I THINK..

I think she has a huge allure. Her beauty. Her untainted sense of
humour. The sense that I will never want for anything ever again. That
I am stuck in a pantomime and life is just one bag of sweeties and
laughter.
I dream of going down the Happy road, paved with good times and
laughter, and success just to amplify it all. It’s a good dream to
have and it’s why I am a sucker for her. It’s why I am looking at her
with a cocked eyebrow and a head full of possibilities.
The possibility of happiness as a self evident truth that can be
pursued and obtained.
The possibility of creating a brave new world of persistent good
fortune. Where joy overshadows pain.
A world where being unique is not about being different, but being outstanding.
The possibility of happiness, being outstanding, success and joy being
a characterization of an entire life…

IN A STATE OF CONSTANT FLUX

Toiling to leave a memory behind
Becoming, never being, till
Becoming is a being still

I was mothered when young;
And allowed myself to be smothered when I came of age.

I expose the duality of man;
Heroic and also infantile;
Both admirable and infuriating;
The thoroughly modern
and the hopelessly primitive;

The extraordinary range of interests I have;
A mercurial side that verges on the unpleasantness;
An ever urgent desire to make money;
While allowing myself to be pampered and financed by the folks.

The desire to be obsessive and successful in what I do;
I am a fanatical launcher of projects I rarely finish;
To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive

A quick fire through my veins;
With sex and temperament and style;
All eloquence and balls and brains;
Heroic and also infantile.

JOY IN THE TOIL

Have u ever stopped to think about where that fabric saving thong you're wearing came from? Or your treasured Pentium 0.97 comp, with all of it's 2.13 gb hard disk, your 16 gigabyte ipod? Do u know where they came from?
The hideous wig you're convinced makes u look like an angel, the 'crocodile' belt you've worn for the last a million years, do u ever want to know where they came from?
I could go on. So i will
The Aids-preventing 'rubber johnny', the cheap scent that makes u more comfortable around ppl of the opposite sex. The potholed roads that ravaged your already beaten up pretence of a car... or the dusty mats in the car?
The cigarette that has been reliably ravaging your lungs through the years. Do you ever stop to think about where they came from?
I bet my left nut, the bigger one, that you seldom think about where the things you use came from so i'll tell you.
They all came from someone's toil.
When we consider the work we do we may be tempted to conclude it's all pointless. Or worthless.
Except we all know it isn't.
Work can be creative, fascinating or valuable and rewarding. For many people it is a worthwhile means to the end of feeding ourselves and paying the bills.
The start of work means an end to freedom, but also to doubt, intensity and wayward desires. It is satisfying to be held in check by colleagues, instead of being forced to contemplate, in the loneliness of the days, all that we might have been, and now will never be..

LIFE

It all begins with a death sentence…..
Life is unsympathetic to all of us.
Men are loathsome- violent, cunning, selfish, racist, ethnocentric, judgmental- and also unsympathetic.
Every new life’s destiny and fate is sealed the moment they are born. We are all doomed to die. It’s so hopeless that it’s the biggest appeal all religions have. They promise bright sunny days of freedom in death, after enduring the dark and stormy days of living….
So at birth we are, with scant warning, thrust into a world that is full of crazy competition. A world that encourages sensationalism while discouraging consideration and depth. A society characterized by obscenity. We go through a system where many try, but largely fail, to redeem themselves.
And so we begin our journey redemption, full of false optimism, innocent in our hope. Pumped up like an athlete on steroids, giving a false impression of strength that is never sustained to the end. Our flames produce more light than heat. And inevitably the flames are put out too by some gushing wind. Or drenching rain. We are forever unprepared and unshielded from the vagaries of weather.
‘Gain first success, and all other things shall follow’, that’s the mantra that is crammed into your from an early age. It’s like the universal, eternal religion that we all subscribe to. First stop, talent. But we find that ours is too raw to result in anything meaningful. Either way we take inflexible stances when we identify our talent that it becomes dangerous mostly to ourselves. The legions of drug-abusing rock stars attest to this. Or even Maradona and 2pac. They had their lives blighted, or ended by their gifts.
But many of us have manic fits of creativity. Fact is most of us are not uniquely, or noticeably, gifted. We go through life taking after other people who have gone through the system. People who have experiences and stories to tell. People who’ve forgotten nothing, but sadly also learnt nothing! And so the unproductive and frustrating cycle continues. We are doomed to repeat their misery.
Many of us will proceed to live a bland life, mostly preoccupied with family, career and sex. Only a few will see their journey have special twists and peculiarities that will sometimes take them to obscure places and have them meet peculiar people. They may have extraordinary stories to tell, that are occasionally touching, but almost always bereft of serious reflection. They are only human.
Hence as it was, is and always shall be!! Except it isn’t, and it wasn’t.
I still believe that each of us has within them what it takes to enjoy sunny, productive days hears on earth. The odds notwithstanding……