
Rate Race Delusions
There’s no winners in this game of toiling,
For a wage that’s never enough…
Was I not made for more than a rodent’s game?
Continue reading Rate Race Delusions
There’s no winners in this game of toiling,
For a wage that’s never enough…
Was I not made for more than a rodent’s game?
Continue reading Rate Race Delusions
So write and speak unashamedly be wildly creative even without an audience for we don’t share our hearts for popularity, we share our hearts because what we have to say matters. Continue reading It Matters
So like adventurous children lets enjoy escapism when the time is right, and let’s keep our eyes wide open when it’s a little bit darker; because when we endure the silence and darkness of the night we won’t miss the rising of the sun as the dawn comes. Continue reading Escapism
How is it that though I am struck down,
I am not destroyed,
Though I fall
I rise again. Continue reading Hope, the maiden that never fails
So like a dog chasing its tail,
I run after it,
My glazed over eyes focused on the prize. Continue reading Chasing Shadows
(Repost)These women are each other’s keepers, succinctly put in the proverb “cross the river in a crowd and the crocodile won’t eat you.” Continue reading Indomitable Spirit
The other day I met fear,
Her colleague failure was there too,
Frozen; I stood unable to move.
They smirked triumphantly,
Until I looked them in the eye, Continue reading The day i met fear
In those moments, its so easy for cynicism to become our default world view. Disillusionment is like a poison that sneaks in when we least expect it. Like the unwelcome visitor, we inadvertently open the door to it, unaware of what its entrance will bring to our lives. Continue reading When the shadows become a reality
I woke up to the wonderful news that Rhapsody (rhapsodyboheme), has nominated me for the versatile blogger award. This means such a great deal to me; it’s certainly not something I expected when I started blogging a few months ago. My blogging journey has been very capricious for lack of a better word; I suppose it was always going to be that way since my personality is often the same; (fickle but I prefer the much more dignified word capricious). Continue reading Versatile Blogger Award
In South Africa the poverty was in the shadows- almost like embarrassing uncle photo shopped out of the Christmas photo.
(Repost, first posted in December 2016) Continue reading Tinted Reality