REALITY LATELY 24:10:2017

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I pretend I am happy
paint a smiling face
laugh and joke around
nobody knows the pain
or sees the slices of it
I cover so they won’t be found
Not scared of the response
but both hands on unnerving principles.

I am a faceless teen then
one of many you see
trying to understand
a world of insanity.

with a mix of em bombs, drugs, and expectations.

Found people living in the same world of desperation.
will there ever be
a safe world of love
for me?
Rhetorics though but still searching for that safe landing.

18:15

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EMPATHY AND INSECURITIES 

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Empathy and Insecurities!

The Name; Fame and Blame.

Would you still be you if em coast gets enlarged, with a few answers to “prayers” here and there?

Sincere pursuit or contradictions?

Are you asking too much or being modest?
Note; There is no light at the end of any tunnel; go ahead and be that freaking light they be expecting.
The mind of a deep thinker or complete rubbish, it all boils down to perceptions.
Are you making every single step count?
Kinging or Loosing?

Top of the morning West Africa.
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REALITY LATELY 02/07/2017 (MAZI NNAMDI KANU)

For even the very wise cannot see all ends.   J.R.R. TolkienThe Fellowship of the Ring (The Lord of the Rings

His Name; NNAMDI KANU

…and his name is NNAMDI KANU

When he started. Many of us never took him seriously. We thought he was just another distraction in Nigeria. There has been agitations long before he came but his style was different from them all. His approach was different. He spoke from far away land but his voice was closer to us than the air that we breathe. 

Many have come from the window though maybe started sincerely but ended up crushed by the enemy either through oppression or guns or bribes. Many of us looked for a messiah before he showed up. We waited for that one that will prove himself clean and flawless, that will not betray our course. We knew we needed freedom but we never could tell how it will come until he showed up. 

When we started listening we were bullied by the forces of darkness but we hesitated. Many of us hid in secret places to listen to that resounding voice in an Igbo intonation from far away London. We believed but continued in doubt. We saw many lay down their lives and our confidence increased. We started investigating. We started asking questions. They told us his name was Nnamdi KANU. 

Our confidence increased the more. He made many boasts which time has proved to be prophecies. So now just like the scriptures told us “that any who prophesies and his words do not come to pass is a false prophet and should be disregarded” but all his prophesies came to pass and are still coming to pass.

He told us that now (at the time he said it) no body wants to talk about Biafra but that very soon they won’t be able to help it and everyone will talk about Biafra. Now it is happening.

He told us that by the time he finishes with Buhari that Buhari will run to Britain and never come back and now we are still looking for the man, he is yet to return.

How he was able to turn the whole world’s attention to his little home in Afara-Ukwu, Umuahia is still a mystery. 

Now if you don’t talk about Nnamdi KANU and Biafra it is one and the same like you not talking about news in Africa. 

The government of the zoo can’t help it, the world powers can’t stop it. The politicians of Igbo stock can’t fight it. It has become the most trending stuff in the region of Biafra (south south south East).

Biafra may not be a country in the world map today but it is obvious in the world now that Biafra is a country in the world’s space.

Biafra may not have her independence today but it is obvious no one not even the devil can stop the restoration of Biafra.

Though it started LIKE A JOKE but now Biafra lives in the hearts of millions so if you have ever thought of stopping it, sorry, it’s too late.

It is too late to kill a living Biafra. 

It is too late to stop the moving train.

It is too late!

Because…

Biafra is here!!!

#TariNemi

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CONVICTIONS LATELY!! #TheDissident 21/04/2017

“Enthusiasm can help you find the new doors, but it takes passion to open them. If you have a strong purpose in life, you don’t have to be pushed. Your passion will drive you there.”
Roy T. Bennett

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MOMENTS OR DISPEAR?

MY CONVICTIONS TODAY ARE;

..and are they 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 this ones never existed to you. Either ways, let’s keep growing in peace and oneness and actualizations of set goals.

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.

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 to sere stupidity”
I think you guessed right
I stay true to the source of inspiration and given experiences.

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LEGACIES

Sometimes I forget to be happy
 Grateful for all the "little things I receive?
 Why do difficult times cloud my mind
 Leaving it open for things of less value
 When eyes should be set above alone
 With prayers to the Lord for my soul to keep - #CELONARANTS
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LET EVERY FOOTSTEP COUNT!!

F – Follow
O – One
C – Course
U – Until
S – Successful

Sometimes, when I am alone, I ask myself all sorts of questions. Am I building something really important to me and humanity at large? Am I the person that I have always wanted to be? If not, am I becoming that person or did I get lost somewhere along the way. Are my dreams coming true?

You know something; there are the type of questions one does not like to ask. But it keep popping up, isn’t it important to live life, living knowing our existence is mostly about building legacies tied around ‘answers’ we never knew existed.

I’d like to believe that my stories are going to last for a long, long time. Maybe for as long as the human race itself. But what can you do about this? How can you build a legacy? How can you make sure that people will remember you?

The only question I can think of is this: you have to live your life exactly the way you want to. That’s what true courage is all about: acting without regard to consequences. Or something like that. And sticking only to the things you really love to do. The truth is; there isn’t time for anything else.

We often take time for granted. We believe tomorrow is certain. But the truth is; its never going to be so. Sadly, we can never see what the future holds.

I have always wanted to be a freelancer. And in my definition of a freelancer, it doesn’t matter if you publish paperbacks or e-books, or if you just blog. Being a writer/freelancer isn’t about genre or style or awards.

Being a freelancer/writer is simply about complete focus. Finding an audience is also important, I give to you here that, I am truly grateful for being able to present my thoughts to such an attentive audience, but I don’t think this is the most important part.

What you are is not what everybody is!!!

Where would you be if you were me?

When I sit to write, nothing else matters. To me, this simple act brings joy to my heart. And suspended inside the few moments that I spend writing, I’m perfect. I don’t need anything else, I don’t want anything else. There’s nothing to take from those moments, nothing to add or change.

A few moments of perfection, that’s how great things are built. And then, everything that follows, it doesn’t matter. Because you keep on going. You write when you feel like it, and you write when you don’t. You write when you are happy, sad, confused, or tired. You write when you have to write, when you feel there are too many words crammed inside your skull, and you write when you don’t feel like it.

That’s why I feel I could build something great. Because I feel that there is greatness to be found every time I sit to do my thing. Because I am happy when I write. And I want for a small part of that to remain long after I am gone.

I keep staring at my reflection and what I might have achieved if I had chosen differently, with my name would represent, I keep weighing each and every single word I come up with, trying to figure out how long will it be before they all turn to dust.

But then I remind myself that I choose to live most importantly over being happy. because feeling lucky even comes second on the list. And if I keep writing, beautiful things will happen for sure.

“Credendo vides” as the Romans would say. “By believing one sees.”

I believe we can all build great things, and this belief could help create a living fact we owned, written in our very own name. Aspire!!

Do you and Stay you!

Keep Becoming!

#CELONARANTS!!!


*WRITTEN AND EDITED BY CHARLES OKPERE*


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STUPIDITY OVER REHEARSED INTELLIGENCE #poetry

“By far the greatest danger of Artificial Intelligence is that people conclude too early that they understand it.”  ― Eliezer Yudkowsky

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Shelter tagged “House of Holy”
Shelve full of guru books
Rabi’s theology too
Home alter with melted wax and prayer beads
Even lotus legs, mantras and burnt incense
What is it that I really want?
Would this intense inbreeding bring God?
Or truth?
Repair to man’s broken state?

Has God gone so unavailable?
that I must obsessively perform all this rituals?
Does it not make you weary?

Has religion gotten to the point where it takes the peace away?
Should I auto transform into that which you preach?
Would this daily ritual be the reason I carry a positive spirit?
one that should enrich the next man?
Must I think like you to have a solid ground?
Would you ease all the pain if I “just follow you”?
Can your leash lead me to the gates my spirit long for
‘Cos it’s making me feel isolated at this very point in time.

This does not feel like fun as usual
I got smart because I had to
Religion made me seem fake and sick at the same time
Making my produce seem substandard
and that isn’t the me I even envision

As you teach power in humility
and Joy in meekness
but your actions that of a hustler.
I AM TIRED!

I was given one mind, soul and spirit
Just like you
But you spotted faults in mine
which auto makes you the leader and I the follower

But I just long for a “good friend”
and not a spiritual godfather

I wish I had a gentle companion
not a holy commander
As I long to be sane but also a practitioner of goodness
I would never wish for this cage of “big gains”
I long to be stupid and make the little mistakes
that leads me to the very steps of rich human values
I might make mistakes yeah!
but surely ones that make my growth a safe one
not compulsorily a sane one

What happens if death brings your empire to a premature collapse
for you are human as well
and nothing special is assured
good people die too
more often than the “bad” ones
See me not a practitioner of bad vibes
only just a truth monger

What answers should be then given to an ever expectant audience?

Weary grow I with your perfect control
Which leads to an ocean full of huge Can’ts
and a platform of a hidden and wrathful God
Makes me even more rebellious
For all I want is to be lead the path of a loving Father and friend

I am in search of a new reality
but not a new identity nor ideology
reason I let go of this man-made avenues to God
As I discovered our creator is all around me
Within me
in you too when you let go of the hold of religion

I want to be down to earth
Not filled with the aura of feeling too special like you taught
I let go of all rehearsed intelligent
and officially embracing stupidity
If within it lies; the way, the truth and life.
I can’t lose God my friend
for everything He created represents him in a way.
We just have to learn how to connect
His glory is always somewhere waiting to reach me and you.

…WATCH OUT FOR #TheDissident

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