MY WORLD OF TRUTH
Thursday, 24 September 2015
THE TEMPLATE OF TRUTH.
THE
TEMPLATE OF TRUTH.
The glory of the moment may not just be for the moment if you look beyond the moment, a deep look at the odds will tell you how the story may go. The river’s direction is beyond its origin, the water fall falls for a reason if you care to look beyond the fall. A beautiful smile is coming from somewhere far away from the reality you behold.
The glory of the moment may not just be for the moment if you look beyond the moment, a deep look at the odds will tell you how the story may go. The river’s direction is beyond its origin, the water fall falls for a reason if you care to look beyond the fall. A beautiful smile is coming from somewhere far away from the reality you behold.
A child that plays smart with the one that carried him for
9 months must truly be a child indeed. The day quietly and intentionally brings
you closer to the domain of truth. Evocative moments lost in images and videos
can never be lost when imprinted in the minds and hearts of the one that bears
it. The taste of love is elusive to the one that only hears its tales. Though
man claim to be in charge, but the sight and allure of a goddess in the true
sense of it blows open the cover of his manliness like a tornado does when it
visits.
Nothing in life should at any point tamper with your dignity
to the point that you live at the mercy of what life throws your way. A
certificate that cannot certify or satisfy your true definition of happiness,
dignity, success and fulfillment should be questioned and challenged. When a
man you have no DNA connection with tells you “I LOVE YOU”, do not be quick to
party in joy, rather close not both eyes, leave one opened so you can catch a
glimpse of the reality that exist behind that professed love.
A society that projects the ideology of freedom, equality,
love, and self-worth but sadly still finds it hard to share all these values in
equality amongst its people is just a symbol of mediocrity and blind arrogance.
I have a heart just like you, so I feel just like you, I cry same as you cry,
my tear drop is as white as yours. Nothing in the true sense of it separates
you and I except the shades of colour our skins is adorned with.
Just a thought that keeps finding every way to find a
beautiful expression in the midst of a blinding denial and suppression..
posted by Davidblogger50 at 12:45
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