KNOWLEDGE

KNOWLEDGE

Complex yet easy, intricate, complicated,puzzled yet straight. The picture is in your heart, Colour it, paint it, Yes the figure is in your heart

Model it out, mould it, Is from the outward to inward, outward then inward

You first receive a life you lost, perfect and blameless, Dead but now alive.

But you don’t stop there, remember that though the picture is inside you, you can’t see it until

You put in sufficient light ; to sight the image within. Light , illumination, vision, is what  I call knowledge

Like a plain paper; white , spotless, can only be change in to book by the addition of a word after words, sentence upon sentence, paragraph upon paragraphs

knowledge is a building block for the builder, a place of cotton for the textile (scientist )

knowledge is light, he that found it can see. Get knowledge , pause it until the picture within is clear enough for moulding.

You are a product of the sum total of your knowledge.

But wisdom is a principal thing so get wisdom but in all your getting , get understanding which is a product of Knowledge.

UNIQUENESS

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  • UNIQUENESS
    Distinct and specific
    People called it uniqueness
    Different and outstanding
    People called it uniqueness
    Crafted and molded unique
    Deeply within your being
    With different colour and sizes of thread
    Your heart and DNA was knitted into specifics
    Encoded in your DNA is the amazing specification
    Only you can be you
    Your motions, voice, colour complexion and everything about you was carefully knitted out
    You are unique
    Your finger print, your DNA, your character, everything been knitted out distinct
    Spend quality time with the programmer, until you have the blueprint from him
    No friend, media, family or superstar has the password
    The programmer has your password
    He alone knows your rising, your movement and every step
    Distinct, specific, different, outstanding and unique
    This is you
    You alone can be you.

THE BIG HOLE

The Hole that crave to be filled.

There is a hole inside of me that makes me feel so empty, A hole that yarns to be filled,
It’s so deep that it makes me cry for help,Makes me want to go solo away from everyone,
My heart aches for this hole to be filled, Because in its fill is my highest expression of life,
Many came to fill it but left it with a greater vacuum, Much more bigger than it use to be,
It looks like I am in a dry and a thirsty land,  A place devoid of life; absolute desert,
I hope you know that there is a hole that can’t be filled by any man? Not your Boo, Not your Bae,  not your honey pie,  nor your parents ,
There is this hole that lays in there, Every being was carved out to desire fulfillment.
In our journey to fulfillment, values must be added, Our heart craves for fellowship,This hole responds to deep fellowship, Therefore Love with every strand of you
Until the hole be full, do not relent.

JUST LIVING

So what happened?
Again I ask what happened,

How has it change ,Why did it changed?
Change though constant but questionable
So what happen and how has it change?
Slowly draining out, Non-turbulent stream
Laminar flow is like the release of life,

slowly fading away but too slippery to grasp
So we stood almost helpless watching

our very life fade away like the fleeting breadth

They said change is constant , so we released our

essence and co-values to change

The problem is that one of an undefined purpose,

We change with time, we never put our

defense system to work
Guard your heart means nothing to us
Never pondered on it and

when we hear statements like

WATCH IT! BE CAREFUL!
We just pretend not to hear
Engross in our unending misplaced concepts

all that matters to us is just living
If we can live even on the bad side of life,

we are at least okay
And we say ‘at least we are living’
May the gentle breeze of a

purposeful life, breath on us.

#dairyofjoelsadi#

TODAY (part 2)

TODAY (part 2)
Here comes the continuation of today as promised.
The light source is the same but the intensity varies
The same sun shines but the cloud in the sky can shield the rays
So every days light intensity differs
Which makes today TODAY


There is summer and winter
There is heat and cold
But every day varies
Life is best live a day at a time.
You don’t make it better by living yesterday TODAY!
So up you arise and dare it.
Yesterday you tried,  but today you can do IT.
You must improve on yesterday’s ideas,  belief and mindset
Give today a CHANCE
The fact that today’s light intensity is different   qualifies today to be TODAY.
Don’t give it a trial as usual : do it.
Don’t attempt it,  execute it.
TODAY is not yesterday
TODAY is TODAY.

Green

Green

GREEN
They say you come from just a mix.
That you were just by chance made up
By ink combined or light overlapped;
But you are not a temporary fix.

Adorns life forms on which we depend
To stand the heat and cold outside
Snowstorms unchecked, yet no frostbite
Hurricanes, typhoons, you won’t even bend.

Sun rays you use to give us strength
We come to you for shade and air
We take, you give with dutiful patience
Then run to you when sick and frail.

It must be why I wore you to train
To learn to live, and gulp the pain
To stand my ground for others to live
The way and manner they’ll sleep relieved.

Green

SELF LOVE

Self love
Lust in the world of pleasing others and freezing in my own world of pain
Easing the pain of others but yet squeezing in my pain of Inconvenience
Meeting the needs of others
But yet pleading for just a little care,
Healing the pain of others but yet heaping my own pain.
Helping others except me
I love every other person except me.
Loving others was the simplest task to accomplish.
Then I realize I was wrong and guilty.
Guilty of what you may ask?
The law says love your Neighbour as your self.
Oh yes I came first not others,
Then I realize I can’t love others more than I love myself. I can’t take care of others while I bleed,  it should be win win situation.
Then I raise my head and say father I am sorry.
Self love is all that matters.

BORNO

BORNO
You are the Home of Peace,
Though I met you while you were in dire need of a peace enforcer.
Had I met you in one piece,
I’d have dined upon your famous fish from a golden saucer.

Who dare say that you have lost it all!
For I see a vast stretch of fallow land beyond my unaided eyes,
With vegetative evidence of the fertile land growing tall
Beckoning on the cultivator to come back home alive.

Alive we wish they’ll all come back.
For in you a great future lies
For our progeny present and those unborn.
They need their inheritance back to join in life’s strives.

When shall the blasts stop,
And the copper shells disappear?
When shall your muddy remains be patched up,
And your roofs be thatched?

The large city still bubbles with silent hope.
She has remained resilient and refused to fall.
For to whom would we run,
If she doesn’t shelter us like the mother hen?

I see grains and tubers from your farmlands;
The great lake supporting life, while I play with its beach sands.
Those cowboys must roam the bushes freely again
And you will be the Home of Peace, this time without disdain.

THE AUTISTIC CHILD

DEDICATED TO PEOPLE LIVING WITH AUTISM
I hear your heartily giggle and I run to you
But I realise that you are all on your own
As you don’t even seem to notice me
I crave for your attention like I am the baby.

I have thought of walking away from you
Like an animal abandons a weak child; such level of cruelty, no I can’t!
For this strong connection tells me that we’re meant to be.
You are a gift to be doted upon, and not abandoned.

Even when it is not easy learning some subjects, you are highly talented
At your own time you take the information in
Showing special abilities in the dreaded subject of math
And impressive dexterity while fondling the instruments of music

Your social and learning challenges are not known to everyone
If we all knew, we would have supported you the way we should
So I tell others to let them know
That you are beloved, my special child, moreso with autism.

MUMU BUTTON

 

giggling

I swear I have a MUMU Button,

I never believe I have a Mumu button

Until you pressed my Mumu button.

If only it was just a Mumu button

It would have been better

But unfortunately mine became a remote control

You know how to manipulate the console and make me

do things without  resistance.

Like  JAZZ

You made me break my own rules ,

you make me compromise my principles

  • you make me happily misbehave

you make  doing this things  fun,

Like osmosis gradually you have your way,

You control me in the ways others can’t ,

Like hypnosis you control all that is me

When all is back to normal

sooner than expected I think of you

And then you have me in one corner

Who would have ever thought

that my Mumu button

will be discovered by you