At this moment, we may not buy a drink at an exorbitant price. Everything will become flexible and even bendable but, we must alert ourselves and let our consciousness be rebranded like an antique factory. The way I speak and write may look intractable but, is there anything too hard for mankind? We have pledged to do whatever it takes to establishing a journey that will be unquestionable but, things changed and we were endangered by different circumstances. We have myriad of songs but, not all, will be mellifluous. After exhausting a good music. What will be next?
We once had a belief which became a uniqueness but, as time approaches we were distracted by pleasures that were also synonymous to success. What have we gained? Sorrow or happiness? Yet, we would laugh when other lives are demolished and short-lived. What will be our gain? As hopelessness will be found in hope, I guess she will be ready to define herself in order to proof her existence.
When belief is taken, we would have nothing but an ordinary barrel with emptiness. Even if we advise them, they won’t listen to the maxim of hope because they have been destined for destruction. I have thought of it on several occasions, the answer I was able to find is, “the same as same”. If this is real then, we are wasting our time in this world. We are witnessing a supremacy whose intentions will be made known at end, if there will be an end. I know this analysis may not be objective but through subjectivism this can be made known to all. Actualising ourselves is so simple, instead of making the complex simple, we making the simple complex. Hence, it will be oxymoronic between ‘Complex and Simple’.
As a matter of fact, we must not threaten ourselves with the same creation of nostalgia. Inventions are simple, only if we can think then, we can make the next phase of life expedient.
“The faces we are seeing are fake but when an originality is permitted. Sensibility will be concrete.”
By Akinrulie Opeyemi Joshua (BB.PIN 5C3C48B7)
I wish I could remove fire from fire but the only danger revealed will jeopardize my missions. I was standing aloof one day thinking about various things as related to my life hence, I wanted to unveil my identity so that I can be identified but I can’t. If I can’t then, who am I?
I became terrified and dumbfounded, the same question must be centered to mankind: Who am I? If truly we are to identify all, then,the aforementioned question should be a mantra of thought in as much as we live in diversities. Yet, Who am I? Even tears brought her own tears when she heard the question, thus, she cried, “who am I?”
Where is my real identity? My journey in life must not be impeded. I must continue to scrutinise myself in all ramifications. I wish I could think beyond life but when I informed life about the matter she said I can’t,what will I do?
All what I have analysed should also be pictured by everyone of us. Let this question be our watchword: Who am I?
By Akinrulie Opeyemi Joshua
“The world should be an empty world”
I hope this celebration will be for life involving the same myriads but,it won’t be because “be” will disappear one day. The only song we can render is dirge,we must not be remorseful since we are in that arena hence,the thinking we are thinking is a ‘thought’ that is thinking. There is no second chance but we can utilize some chances now which are already given.
Many are still struggling and agitating for existence but the crucial notion of existence is to realize you can live freely without interjections but they are distractions. The time beckons when it will be like a fluctuated network. What are we going to do? Are we going to hide? We can bet but doesn’t mean we would win because this is definitely a gamble.
This is an historic genesis of what we have been doing. If everything were to be stable then, there will be no need for the creation of man ,expectations are high but the disappointment will not be surprising. I guess we have something to say hence,it will be nice to conceal it because all angles are not safe.
By Akinrulie Opeyemi Joshua.
“To those who are not those but, real”
Don’t feel relaxed when the mantle has not be given but I guess we have gained a consciousness that will make us realise the realities we have lost. As a matter of fact,we have tried to cajole ourselves but this egoistic seed planted in mankind will always be a crux and cross.
I won’t express much,a parable is a parable to those who are well equipped in knowledge. I am not writing to communicate to myopic thinkers but a wise being must always be in the quest of knowledge. Why must we disturb the future? Why must we speak about what we have not seen? Future is complaining because a rest is needed.
The necessary conditions were created to settle disputes. A remorseful heart will always be sad even if there is an exhilaration. That bus stop was created for manipulations yet we are rejoicing because it will stop a bus. Which bus? Whose bus?
By Akinrulie Opeyemi Joshua
“A sabotage was created for a peaceful agenda”
Beliefs are created to ignite the passions of mankind but we can not proceed by only asking questions , when those questions are not answered. The only being that can use the sagacious thinking to settle disputes within and without is man,yet, cases are not solved but no discrepancies. How is that possible?
The vestiges of discovery beckons hence, the mental capacity to actualize those vestiges is what man has been struggling with. For many years the history of mankind is mankind,in as much as man has the agility to visualize his potentials which have been a programmed claim,what can man do? How can we ameliorate what has been done already? As the analysis of the past would be considered with a partial view because we think it won’t be relevant thus,we are always gazing at the future.
Many lives will still be sacrificed,blood will also become bloody on its own,and even tears will be given another name entirely. This should be a memorabilia that must be a watchword, as many will be useless and useful to life but remember life won’t recognize that, one strike will be indefinite.
The reading culture is dying thus,further explanations might alert boredom. But let those in the stride of intelligence be conscious.
By Akinrulie Opeyemi Joshua ( Dvor vinordinaire )
“We are the separation”