OUR
PRETENCES 1
Like me,
Most of us, many of us hide in
the facade that we are just perfect, that we don't have some inner struggles
and guilts that we battle with. Like if the pages of our pasts are opened, we
wont find contrition and remorse on the things we wish we never did; the words
we wish we never said or the words we wished we spoke, maybe to someone you
knew you love but we try not to own up with this, feigning it doesn’t hurt us,
yet it burns our spirit and tears our emotions.
Oh! You still say: ‘yes Asirvo, I
know myself? Hmmmm… I know, I just wish your entire life be replayed in our
presence and all the thoughts that flow through your minds, hidden and bottled
there.
Like me,
Like me,
Many of us feign it, that we are
not crazy about money. We make dazzling phrases like '...money is the root evil...' blah blah blah. But is it? This
conundrum should be answered after re-checking through the Holy Book that you
professed to have told you that.
My friend Semilore doesn’t agree. He says: ‘money after God provides the best security and though it can’t buy love, yet it gives us a leverage in the 'garden of love'
Me?
My friend Semilore doesn’t agree. He says: ‘money after God provides the best security and though it can’t buy love, yet it gives us a leverage in the 'garden of love'
Me?
I like money, though with a
purpose. Money doesn’t drive me, I drive it.
Yep,
Yep,
During my ND days as a student in
one of the Nigerian polytechnics, a lecturer while lecturing called some of my
course-mates including a friend of mine, Yomi
Brown.
He asked them if they like women and one of them bashfully, with a kind of christian-hypocritical-demeanour said: 'I don’t like women'.
Mind him not, he was or I would rather say he is an 'S.U.’ (a Christian slang used for people that have piety). Yet I saw behind the face that stared at the question that he was just feigning the act. I saw his yearning to be far loosed from the web of religion, wishing he could confess the truth. I saw it in the corridors of his eyes, through into his mind, 'he loves women!’ He actually does love women!
But, what was he thinking? Does he think his confession will make him loose his chastity or he feared what other Christians like him would say?
All these fake Christian packaging sef...
My friend?
He confessed! He loves women like crazy, and lucky him, he won the heart of one of the charming belle in our class then.
Now,
He has a charming-plum-belle that I intend to marry. He is a father now to this beauteous daughter called, Chelsea.
Surprised about the name?
It means 'shore of wealth' and not...
What on earth were you thinking?
Me?
I like women, and I value that beautiful clan of angels. I wish I met their pioneer-mother, Eve.
The truth,
we all should own up to whatever we feel, do, think, want and just stop faking it!
Just be real!
He asked them if they like women and one of them bashfully, with a kind of christian-hypocritical-demeanour said: 'I don’t like women'.
Mind him not, he was or I would rather say he is an 'S.U.’ (a Christian slang used for people that have piety). Yet I saw behind the face that stared at the question that he was just feigning the act. I saw his yearning to be far loosed from the web of religion, wishing he could confess the truth. I saw it in the corridors of his eyes, through into his mind, 'he loves women!’ He actually does love women!
But, what was he thinking? Does he think his confession will make him loose his chastity or he feared what other Christians like him would say?
All these fake Christian packaging sef...
My friend?
He confessed! He loves women like crazy, and lucky him, he won the heart of one of the charming belle in our class then.
Now,
He has a charming-plum-belle that I intend to marry. He is a father now to this beauteous daughter called, Chelsea.
Surprised about the name?
It means 'shore of wealth' and not...
What on earth were you thinking?
Me?
I like women, and I value that beautiful clan of angels. I wish I met their pioneer-mother, Eve.
The truth,
we all should own up to whatever we feel, do, think, want and just stop faking it!
Just be real!
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