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PURPOSE

Once upon a cell, tells the story of a survivor. Over a dozen stages, through pain and fervor. Once upon an exit, from darkness and solitude to a new life, to light and aptitude. Once upon a creep, once upon a first step, once upon a leap, so the story goes. A one way journey, with more than a zillion words. Challenged but brawny, to touch a zillion souls. With help from above, to live out a purpose. To love and be true love, in any way possible.                                                                                                                            

MAKE-UP OR SELF ESTEEM?

        I just couldnt step out of the house without having my make-up done.  I found those colors irresistible and I wished to use all of it if need be.   It got to a point where I'd clean and wipe and wipe and re-do and yet I wasn't satisfied.  Still felt like I wasn't beautiful enough.   I would start all over again and before I knew it,  I'd spent over 30 minutes trying to get it right.   It so happened that those mornings where I had to go on errands early enough before having my bath,  I usually get complements from unknown guys.  This don't usually happen when I have my make-up on.  It got me puzzled.   I began having mixed feelings about the use of makeup and one morning after struggling to get it right,  it got me really upset.  And I said to myself,  I can't do this anymore.  I think it is hypnotic.  I must have been hypnotized.   Why can't I go out without having my make-up done?  Why do I always feel that I'm not beautiful and see the mak

FLOWING WITH THE TIDES

It was always satisfying to watch things flow through the water after it rains.  We would pluck leaves  or make paper boats and place them in the water and run after it to see how far it goes. We would see how it get tossed and runs down the slopy road and overcoming obstacles and it seems to appear like  it doesn't care.  Most times we do not know the fate of that single leaf and we always believed it would get to the river where the water is chanelled to. Man's life stops when he dies.  This means that,  as long as we are alive, there's always an issue to solve,  bills to pay,  friends to make,  meals to prepare,  jobs to do,  places to go,  honors to achieve,  degrees to attain,  family to cater for,  illness to treat,  troubles to avoid and a position to fill. Some of these activities come with a lot of challenges and sometimes it hits hard.  So many bills to pay at a goal and so many mouths to feed.  While thinking about the books to read to earn that degree or the t