The Stalker


Once upon a time, I had a stalker. We got down from the same keke and crossed the same road. He walked behind me through the same shortcuts and turned the same turns. We walked to the same estate and greeted the same people.

We stopped to talk and walked home and walked to the same block. So my stalker if ever you’re reading this, I know you’re not a stalker but I never did get your name. I’m two houses away so just knock and say you’re the stalker looking for me and I’ll know. Then I’ll tell you my name and we’ll live happily ever after.

Hey guys! Haven’t written in a while so I just decided to colour this page a bit. This story kind of really happened two days back on my way from work and I’m still waiting to see if I can find the young man.

P.S. He wasn’t a real stalker. 

Have an awesome weekend guys!!!

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That’s so INEFFABLE!!!


IN SPITE OF NINE LIVES, CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT.

Curious Cat

Yup! So is curiosity a good thing or a bad thing? Should we stop before we get to the ninth life? How do we know how many lives we have left? Sometimes random thoughts like that run through my mind. This won’t be a long post. I just came across a word – INEFFABLE and finally decided to check the meaning so y’all hafta suffer my excitement with me.

You know when something is too unbelievable to be true and most of you just wanna shout that’s so f***ing awesome? Well, I’m not big on swearing so I found a proper English word to replace it! It sorta feels the same to me though … Scream that was INEFFABLE!!! Lol 🙂

Ineffable /In”Ef@b(@)l/

adj.

1 too great or extreme to be expressed in words: the ineffable natural beauty of the Everglades.

2 too sacred to be uttered.          

– DERIVATIVES ineffability n. ineffably adv.

What I simply am driving at is that everything is a choice. (Wow! Where did that come from? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t thinking that when I started writing this X_X but let’s see where we’re going with this 😉 ). Okay my original train of thought was that we really don’t need to swear to express how we feel. I can assure you that they are many words in the world that can describe how you feel and if you don’t know any, make one up or just scream INEFFABLE!

Kermit

Something may be INEFFABLY awesome (I think that’s allowed. I just learnt the word so gimme a lil break!) instead of f***ingtastic or someone may be an INEFFABLE nerd instead of a damn nerd (doesn’t sound so good out loud X_X). I’m sure a lot of people would disagree with me on this but then again I want your opinion. I’m just so INEFFABLY in love with the word 🙂 Lol!

Haven’t written in a while so I decided to throw this up there. Oh and with making choices it just means, you have a choice what words you use in your vocabulary. There’s always the internet to find new words and synonyms and the like. 😀

Have an ineffable rest of the week 😀

Disclaimer: If you’re so angry, you wanna scream, feel free to scream into a pillow. Ineffable may not help you there.

He’s been there too


Okay so Lecrae’s new album #Anomaly drops August 2014 and I’m super excited so I got caught up in the craze and did this!

#Anomaly

 

Again I found a poem I wrote a while back on my laptop so enjoy! Feel free to write your #Anomaly … Start with your name and end with ‘Hashtag Anomaly’ (#Anomaly). You can tag me on Instagram @gods_gidi_gal, mention on twitter @Ghanaijachic or post it on Ganaija page on facebook. Love y’all!

Here we go …

It’s tough sometimes I know
Seems things get harder as we grow,
They don’t just come like before – neatly wrapped with a bow.

Yesterday was that, today’s another arrow
Who knows what will be tomorrow?
Who knows if there will be more sorrow?

Shut up and wake up!
He knows – Jesus knows!

He’s been through it all
Have you tried giving Him a call?
He wants to make sure you don’t fall
And if you do, to help you stand tall

Been betrayed? He has been too.
Feel unappreciated? You have no clue.
They tried to find fault in everything Christ would do.

Tempted? He was – and by the devil himself.
Experiencing pain? He felt every nail pierced into his self.
Can you imagine that kind of pain?

Every nerve in His body, every artery, every vein
He bled till He could bleed no more
Water poured out of Him till He was sore
But He hung on because of me
Because His love for me was all He could see
So I can live in God – the best me I can be

From His Spirit I was disconnected
but through Jesus I was reconnected
Now I’m so connected
And I stand corrected
Only because He loves me.

His instructions are not for your destruction
Just for our perfection.
He didn’t save you by His grace so you can live a life of disgrace!

They say being born again is just a perspective
But we all need it ‘cos the first birth’s defective
You need Christ to make your life effective
Quit being ‘objective’, revise your motive.
Are you staying back just to ‘catch your fun
To live in the scene, men you’re living in sin
The devil tries to twist your mind, He’s an experienced con
So stand up and cling to Christ – God’s only Son.

I’m a SPICE – Special Person in God’s Eye
My vision’s PULSE – Patterning (My) Life Style for Eternity
Not PLUS – Patterning Life (My) Style
Not just adding and getting fat on worldly riches.

I want something far out of earth’s reaches
God is real and He still searches
For a heart to love Him totally
To seek Him wholly
Sold out to Him fully.
Is that you?
Think about it! And don’t forget to post your anomaly. I’d love to see them!

P.S. Check out my latest book review on ‘The Five Love Languages‘, post coming soon!!!

What if … Instead of … Because …!


What if I chose to stay?
What if I changed my mind?
What if I hung around?
What if I tried harder?

Instead of going all the way,
Instead of sticking to the image,
Instead of secluding myself,
Instead of waiting for things to happen,

Because I didn’t want the doting.
Because I didn’t want to dash their hopes.
Because it was too hard to see everyone move on.
Because I felt things would just happen to me.

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride …
If I had another shot, would I do it the same again?
If I was a different me, would I have made different decisions?
If I took more control, would things have turned out differently?

But I’m calm and composed on the outside
And I’ve got my plans all laid out
But even the next step’s hazy
And is far from guaranteed
But I still hope and pray that it’ll all come together
And something’ll work out for my good
But sometimes it’s hard
And I really do try
But too much has happened
And a lot is yet to occur.

What if I quit instead of try because I’m too scared to fail?

Someone said I haven’t written anything in a while so I decided to put this up. With the ‘never-nearing-future’ we used to talk about getting closer than ever, a lot has been running through my mind. I’m usually not a poem person but right now that’s the only way I can express myself. I think I’m experiencing writer’s block in a major way – Its not even funny! 😦

Okay that’s all for now!
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Thanks,
Moi!

Me – Unedited


I’ve wanted to write for so long and I can say I’ve been busy (which I have) or I ‘ve been tryna sort out my thoughts (which is true) or some other excuse (which probably has its origin somewhere in the truth) and I still don’t know what to write so I’ll let this flow.

I’m sorry for not having time for my friends lately, I’ve been too caught up in my own little world and too absorbed planning for everything that just might go wrong. I usually know exactly what to say – the right words are always at the tip of my tongue but lately I’ve been outta sort.
I’ve had to depend on people,
I’ve had to let go of control,
I’ve had to let people in,
I’ve had to show my heart.
I love to be needed – I hate needing someone but life has taught me it works both ways. I hafta need you, you need to need me so we can help each other and ‘relate’ like ‘ships’.. I’m not the me I used to be – far from it – yet I’m not the me I should be but I hope I’m getting closer everyday.

I try too hard to sound right now it sounds fake even to me. I try so hard not to let my feelings show it sounds forced even to me. I try too hard to remain unattached it sounds cold even to me. I try so hard to be different it sounds desperate even to me.

I try – This I do.
I guess I should just feel and let it flow …
I’ll try that – No I’ll do
And hopefully I’ve not sank too low.

I wanna believe in love – and happily ever after.
Okay maybe I do, just not for me,
It may happen who knows – then again I’m just another …
Another being, another case, another slave who’s been set free.

I believe in someday … I really do
I believe in family, I want kids too
I believe in love, I believe in two

Again I’m sorry if I’ve come across as strange to you, I’m trying to figure out what next to do, the next step to take and sometimes its not as easy as putting one foot in front of the next.

I’m not reading through before I post this – I hope its okay but then even if it isn’t its straight from my heart.