Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky ~Rabindranath Tagore
A small piece Re-edited from last year. It all makes complete sense now.
*MY CONVICTIONS TODAY*
What crime would he say he actually committed, all he did was chose what He really loved to do. Society has always had this very special way, of putting man into a space of acquiescence.
…A position man never decides to choose, with his God’s given rights and abilities but why?
Society goes ahead to use confusion to cut man into bits, at the same time it wants every single piece of cadaver it chops off to be very functional at every single task it shoots at man.
Even with how annoying that sounds, I would still say this; Society’s tactics is really sucking man completely dry off his potentials, and depriving him from a well deserving old age. This completely makes it difficult for me to digest except the “wise ones” do justice to my ever surmounting questions on this topic.
I figured society has always being the same right from the first community on planet earth. If not this stereotypical facet would have softened up at some point. “man just can’t change the mentality of a fooled crowd right? “. It seems society has more ignorant individuals on its side, so we are all forced to follow, without any sprout of resistance residing on the inside of everyone of us.
What’s really painful; is when family and “real friends”, who should be there to share in my mental wars and daily battles, possibly fanning the fire of my dreams till it comes alive, would choose to turn their back on my struggles and then join the fooled crowd to making my salient potentials look like mirage and one silly lustful pursuit.
…but well I have this to still say; “dreams would always be dreams till they take bold golden steps into reality.
I guess every man that have this same experiences as me, should join me in holding unto convictions and those unseen assurance that keeps them going and waxing real strong.
Lately, words like “disobedience” “rascal” “rebel” “self-reliant” “independent” have being practically thrown at me, like they literally see me headed doom’s way …and I am thinking, aren’t those the very words needed to sending any man to that “abysmal” point of stardom? Huh?
Well, I do care for my family, loved ones, well-wishers and hard-hitters as well.
I also do care about my happiness and long term relaxation in actualisations of dreams and goals, and with plenty of fulfilments attached to it. Would it be wrong to dream? I ask you silly naysayers. Would it?
I have sworn to choose to respect every codes of conduct and given laws that I “must” somehow abide by. but Hey!, I won’t be pulled by a leash to accepting every single code of conduct, even when I am sure they wouldn’t play an integral part in the nurture and growing of my set goals and ambitions to fruition.
Someone once said; “Every brother-man on earth is the architect of his own successes and failures.
But I state; “The failures I have solely acquired on my own and by my faults, could actually be the stepping stone to successes and realities no other man ever thought would come to the surface for all man to see.
I choose to stay strong, fight for life with highly inspired decisions, you could fault this decisions at your own peril. I promised myself I wouldn’t be a distraction to any man who has chosen to fight his way up the ladder of relevance in a given world of renewed craze and insanity.
My convictions are the oil that keeps the engine running, you could either join our crew-ship or abandon ship completely. No one, within this space we own, would ever fault us.
I choose to join the practitioners of only believers, who have chosen to live on regardless, heads up high in complete focus and anticipation.
All I need you to do when you stop by; drop your words of encouragement or just keep moving and act like I never existed to you. Either ways, let’s keep growing in peace and oneness.
We are all humans and it’s true each one of us owns hard felt convictions. We should all be joining hands together to fight our demons, and fight alongside our angels, but if you think different, I would choose to allow you bask in the euphoria of your own thoughts, and whatever it has to offer you.
What is certain is that; “some men aren’t meant to be happy always because they are meant to be great someday.
If you call this “writing to make self justifications”
I think you guessed right
I stay true to my thoughts and experiences
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*WRITEN AND EDITED BY CHARLES OKPERE*