Them Folk

Eh hen oh!!! I've come again. You know, everytime i read the foreign news on the net I shake my head continously. Something is seriously wrong with them folk.

I have just heard rather read the expression "serial adulterer" and i'm laughing so hard. Which one be that na? Ok, let me lay it on you folk. This SA happens to be a spiritualist minister who was married to this Emmy winning T.V make up artist wife, who he killed and dumped her body in the "bush". The decomposing corpse was found 4 months later by some dude walking his dog (typical).

Now, why did this SA kill his wife? Was it jealousy? Rage? Money? Sex? BINGO!!! Bros was having an affair with some chick or chicks and was frequenting some gay site/hot line, Emmy winner found out, threatened to expose him as a fraud (both morally and financially) and BANG! She disappears...

Now, i dont know what's wrong with them folk. You have an issue with someone you eliminate the person just like that. Do human beings look like pencil drawings where you can just erase 'em at will? We are not living in the movies where they wake up and re-shoot the scene.

There was this other boy who had a fall out with this other kid over a stupid nitendo game. What happens next? He waits for his prey and what...? You guessed right eliminated the boy there and then! Swoosh! Spirit goes and boy drops dead.

There are so many, many stories of this sort of behaviour (quite saddening) where people believe they are "god(s)". Of course they eventually get what's was coming, life, 18 years etc... But it that really all? Is it really enough? Can these people really atone for their sins?? Can the wide gaping hole(s) left in the lives of bereaved families ever be filled?

We should never forget that life is fragile and irreplacable so we should treat it (ours and thiers) with care .....

Questions

The human mind is tricky or trickery. It plays with us, it plays with others. It haunts and taunts us all in its bid to survive. It sometimes works in partnership with the heart where it is a useful ally. At times, it can be your most feared enemy.

My head aches as it is filled with random and yet not so ramdom thots... Images, fluttering figures banging at all sides. Winged beings taunting....

Confusion sometimes brings clarity..... clarity sometimes brings disillusionment.... disillusionment brings depression... and so on ......

I'm confused but am i really? I know what I want and yet I do not. I'm playing with matches and not expecting a fire. Am I pretending or is this for real? Am we for real or are we living a lie?

So many questions, so few answers. I wonder, why is this so? Why are there so many shades between black and white. Why is love such a dangerous game? Why the complications when it should be either here or there? These shades are here again, they seem to overtake me, attempt to consume me, intend to exhume me.... (for lack of a better word to use)

Do i let him go, hold on to the leash or let the waves of nothingness carry me away to oblivion? Have I made a grave and terrible mistake by re-visting? The past is past and should be left alone in peace, deep and burried in the abyss.. I long for the future, to run wild and free in the sun with the wind in my hair... but.... these hands pull me back like tentacles rising from the land of no sunshine, calling me, whispering my name till my resolve is weakened....

What is love? Can someone really define it? I do not know what it is. I cannot describe it? I cannot experience it, taste it, give it, receive it. Must I continue to wander the earth devoid of this so called powerful emotion? When will i see the light? When will it come for me, that i may be renewed once again? Am I willing to try, to take a chance at love again? To imagine it exists out there and wants me as its own? To tear down the walls surrounding me and open the gates wide? To finally admit to myself and to him that the time is finally at hand as we both drown in the magnitude of our love..........

Thank God I'm Nigerian!

Ok oh! It seems like everytime i'm in the mood to blog, all I can do is lament, lament and lament some more. This is really getting old. Hmm... i don't know what to write now. WAHALA! yak.. yak.. yak...

I read this article today on an 18 month old tot in India who was married off to a dog a.k.a "the village bitch" all because he had a tooth growing in his mouth! This is believed to be very bad luck signifying the untimely death of this child by a tiger. The dog was seen wearing 2 silver rings and a necklace. The parents also assured everyone that the child would still marry from his own species in the future. HA!

Now as much as I appreciate the Indian culture as they have a very rich one at that, I think that some of their beliefs are totally wacked!! Imagine this poor child bearly out of his diapers already in an unholy matrimony with an animal! I wonder what would be written on their wedding certificate. Will they live together as toddler and bitch? Will lil Mrs toddler really honour her man or will she run off with the next availble dog while in heat? Can he really bring home the bacon?? Kids?? Sheez.. What will be the basis of their future divorce? Irreconcilable differences? Unfaithfulness? Abuse? Tufiakwa!!!

Thank God I'm a Nigerian!

Tagged by Beulah???????

Ok, I really don't why i have to do this and why Beulah had to tagged me. What is this game all about?? Can someone please explain to my under developed blogger mind what this is all about??? Arrrhh!! Well, since i've been tagged i guess i have to comply...

2 truths about me....

1. Oh I'm pretty

2. Oh I'm pretty

oh! that's only 1 truth, let me try again....

2. Oh I'm so fine

There!!

Oh! Now i have to tell 1 lie. mmmh.....

1. I'm not vain

Ps: i'm not tagging anyone and YOU can't make me.....