Small Town Mentality......

Slavery to life,

a life dictated by the blind tryin to show the deaf how to play a guitar which they find hard to fine tune.

Slavery to self,

as full of possibilities as life can be, taking them requires one to want more from life other than blindly following on the footsteps of those who had the same visions, same limitations and same fears as you, yet did nothing to overcome them.

Small town mentality,

where everything one hears seems to be an exaggeration of a fabricated truth.

enslaving it’s residents in hype, fictitious ways and subjection to a way of life heading nowhere fast…going round and round in circles like a dog chasing it’s tail or like a girl who’s body is known through cliques of friends, without any remorse in her stride nor shame in their faces for using and violating her.

Small town mentality,

where gossip, assumptions and slander rule supreme.

Small town mentality

While we chase our tails in circles, while we chase gossip and the latest scandals, life beyond our little ponds slowly flourishes and gradually passes us by.

While stuck in our stagnant and dormant ways of life, time tics-tocks by steadily, evolutions and revolutions sweep through us like a breeze, yet we refuse to sway from our meaningless grudges we hold against one another, no give up our simple complicated lives we seem sure about their values being worth more than all the gold and silver we yearn to have.

Where a sense of individualism is a distant dream to most, where procrastination has seen a lot claiming to be moving forward by taking 2 steps forward only to take 8 more backward each weekend.

Where all believe making it in life requires more of being popular than being successful or having something to show for at the end of the day.

Where showing off is a norm and social standards are raised with each dance move fabricated through talks less mentally challenging and more degrading than anything and full of repetitive talks of victorious acts in the sack and the number of dames one has had, without any form of protection or responsibility or care in the world for what tomorrow might be like should his/her actions have been more calculated.
Small town mentality

Driven by self pity, sustained by lack of confidence and playing the blame game;

Spread easily by peer pressure and submissive/toxic friendships and relationships.

Demeaning and damning to all who’s aspirations lie beyond the clutches of greed and small mindedness of everyone else.

Bound by similar mentalities and notions about life,

they find each other, group up and gang up against any who might seek to think beyond their reasoning capacities or introduce change that might affect their comfort in living out of pettiness.

Fact is it doesn’t take much to stand out or stick out like a sore thumb for what you believe in and if change is what one wants.

It doesn’t take much as reaching out and asking for a way out or help or guidance, all it takes is a nudge towards the right direction every now and then. That can only be possible if one believes in his or her own potential and has a yearning to be counted amongst the many who stood at the edge of the nest and took flight towards the bright horizon, never to return but left a mark and showed others it is possible if one believes.

Don’t be caught in the same vicious circle, break free from the clutches of fear, guilt, stagnation, dictatorship, abuse,(be it physical, emotional, financial or drug related)….life doesn’t end at 30 nor does it begin at 20….Life begins when you choose to let go and try/make an effort towards living!

There is more to life than what meets the eye,there is a solution to every challenge one encounters,there is always a helping hand willing to offer support,there is a shoulder to cry on whenever all seems to be lost.

There is always a tomorrow to look forward to.......

Trouble finding peace.....trapped in a stagnant pool of Self pity.

For years, we restrict our growth through self pity, remorse and holding on to the past as if feeling down and sorry for one will make amends for what has been said and done.

For years we live in hope of acceptance, affection and a sense of belonging when we know we aren’t remotely alike the people we try to get approval from.

Who said life should be given a stamp of approval by cynic critics, or those who have failed in their own rights to make something worthy of their lives when they were given a chance to do so?

So what if you do not belong to a certain clan, so what if you were born out of wedlock or if you do not come from a wealthy family.

Do you even know your worth to sell yourself short all the time?

Do you know what you can be if you’d stop whining and moaning about what people say about you, feel about you or think about you, what you do not have, endless financial woes you avert by a whisk of a hair every month end?

What will it take for you to wake up and realize that you owe it to yourself to be happy and live life without any limitations or restrictions from people who’ve infested your mind with the same mentality and way of thinking everythin in life is IMPOSSIBLE?

You got the ability to turn everythin you touch into gold, you have an eye for detail, you give sound advice yet you are restricted by pity and grief.

You are gifted beyond your own belief, beyond your family’s acceptance, beyond your colleague’s doubts yet you tell yourself you do not have what it takes to crack it in life….!!

What more would you want, what more signs do you need in order for you to trust in yourself and shine?

How long will it take you before you can believe that you’re more capable of doing greater things only if you could take the first step towards realizing your own potential?

It took harsh words to make me realize I do not stand a chance at undoing the hands of time or changing history.

It cost me a great deal of pain and time to realize I should always put myself first in life.

It took my father years of living with shame for allowing his only son to suffer shamelessly in the hands of his sisters.

The people we call family could be the ones that hurts us the most, the only ones who can plant that seed of doubt, which will not only unsettles us but also gives us a false impression of others we might need in future who might display similar traits or characteristics as them, yet have different motives and intentions.

The most important thing in life is family right; at what price are you willing to belong to one?

How much suffering are you prepared to endure all in the name of keeping your surname alive?

“Blood is thicker than water” they say, but blood was never meant to be shed in the first place and water is one vital source of sustaining your blood flow…..pollute any of the two and you will find yourself living in vile conditions, full of contaminated hearts, minds, intentions and motives.

Allow yourself to be subdued and made to believe it’ll be better one day, and you will find yourself stuck fishing for fish in a pond infested with tadpoles…once they’ve evolved an turned into fully grown frogs, it’d be too late for you to turn back the hands of time and get your fat worm/bait you used feeding them.

We invest our time tryin to make things work while some concentrate on reminding us our efforts are futile to what they have set their minds on labeling you as.

We invest our time tryin to keep it together, hiding our parent’s shame and guilt, fighting their shrewd battles for them and look beyond their greedy ways, only to be let down at the end, by then, turning back the hands of time is impossible.

We invest our efforts and make sacrifices, all in the name of keeping it together, only to realize our selfless act do not par to the selfishness of those we want approval of even though we do not need it.

Such can be an example of how a good soul can be restricted from blossoming into an icon of admiration.

Such is how someone’s life can remain stagnant for years, losing it’s value and purpose while tryin to satisfy everybody’s selfish needs.

Such is another example of how one can be led to believe he/she can only be as good as what others say he/she can be, forgetting his/her abilities go beyond the next person’s ones.

Invest more in yourself

Listen more to your friends who have been there for you in times of hardships.

Take time to redefine yourself, your goals and your tomorrow.

Learn to let go of dead weight, it will only weigh you down and drag you under long before your time has come.

Learn to be harsh to those you love, words spoken from the heart aren’t meant to be destructive, no matter how bitter they sound, they are more constructive than destructive,

(Only if your mind is not stuck in a stagnant state of shallowness, bitterness, self pity or regret.)

You can only do so much for those you love, it’s up to them to live their lives, not through you, and you can not live their lives for them.

Put yourself first at all times, don’t’ be selfish with your love to those who need it more than they “want” or demand it.

Don’t be selfish with your sound advices to those you see heading for a dead end.

Do not feel sorry for being harsh to those you hold dear in your life whom you see embarking on a journey of self destruction.

Do not apologize for doing the right thing, if the next person doesn’t like it and if his/her ways will cost you your happiness and tax your pocket and emotions, why do it?

Why please those who can’t please themselves or who can not be satisfied with any good you exude?

Why allow yourself to be used as a door mat everytime when you know you are worth more than that and you deserve more than to be left out in the cold after serving your job as a mat, wiping mud off their shoes…?

You only live once, this is no dress rehearsal; you reap what you saw only if you can recognize what you have to saw in the first place.

Know your worth and share your worth with those who share the same sentiments with you and have similar ambitions as yourself.

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Suffer the children for the sins of thy fathers........

Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers………..

Life can be full of fun, joy, laughter and happiness…..similes/synonyms used to express all that is good and wonderful (more similes)
Life can be taken as an adventure with no set or predictable ending…there are many ways it can end…so are there many ways it starts!
Where does it all begin…..in your mother’s womb, your father’s testicles……in the stars above…..or dictated by faith….?
You tell me…!
How does it all begin……through curve balls life throws at you…..through sad experiences you find yourself in…….through an upbringing less desired by many and shunned by the wealthy…..?
You tell me…..
There are many endings in this journey of life, so are the starting points.

Girl meets boy, boy meets girl…things get heated up….
but the flame dies not before long….…>!
In the spare of the moment, while the flame was high, he bakes dough and plants it in her oven….
The flame dies…..the electricity goes….!
Yet the bun bakes and grows….
Excuses are made…harsh words are exchanged, phone numbers discontinued….
Yet the bun continues to grow…well nourished by nature’s own insulation and protective system
Cells dividing with each breath she takes…..and a link’s created between two souls missing one.
Thoughts of back door bush doctors fill her head…..her friends call him names, forgetting she was the one who said it wasn’t his…!
Harsh words, said in the spare of the moment, cut him deep, tore him apart, left her with a sense of revenge dished out for leaving her for the better looking dark girl from the other street who’s dedication to life circulates not around the next party or club or Friday night out drinking like men….
Life can be full of fun, joy, laughter and happiness….right….!
As there are many beginnings, so are there many endings……yet, suffers the child for the sins of thy fathers…..!
A child grows without really knowing his/her father….a man wonders through life wondering if it really is his child……a mother rests her head on a wet pillow, heavy heart pounding against her frail body as guilt consumes her……Another man kisses her/him good night after reading a bed time story…not knowing his blood runs not in that soul’s innocent body…..!
Such can be life right……..Such can be what we go through on a daily basis..!
Does one tell, does one wait till her last breath to come out clean…does one ever think keeping it within will make it go away…??
Are you your mother’s child……what makes you think such…is it the writing on that precious piece of paper that gives you your identity and grants you access to this world’s spoils….?
What makes you your father’s child…his last name……Aren’t you going to lose that when you finally say “I do” at the altar….?


Life can be full of fun, joy, laughter and happiness….
Trapped in a relationship one knows will never go any further than where it is, unless if it’s the opposite direction of progression one has in mind……
All for what…..for the sake of the child, lobola paid (dowry), time invested in it…..hope for a better tomorrow when you aren’t even sure of today…?
She calls, only when she feels like it, she laments about not having any money for your son, yet the first thing she asks for when you see her is a dress or money for a new hair do….!
She calls asking for financial help and all he ever thinks of is the money he’s going to lose should he give her some….fun times with the boys wont be the same if he is a thousand rands shot from the five he wastes every month on worthlessness….!
Yet again……
A child grows without really knowing his/her father….a man wonders through life wondering if it really is his child……a mother rests her head on a wet pillow, heavy heart pounding against her frail body as guilt consumes her……Another man kisses her/him good night after reading a bed time story…not knowing his blood runs not in that soul’s innocent body…..!
Such can be life right……..Such can be what we go through on a daily basis..!

Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers……
Innocent souls turned vile by words whispered from hurting hearts who’s motives are to destroy all that they once loved because of differences that could have been worked on…!
Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers…
Innocent souls never to know their roots, thanks to aunt’s who’s rotten hearts corrupt all that they set their fingers gnarled from all the years of holding on to a cold past they never really got around accepting…!
Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers…..
Innocent souls corrupted by grandmother’s who’s lives have longed passed expiry dates, yet their hearts remain vile, living their fantasies through their offspring’s lives…controlling who comes and goes in it…!
Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers……
Innocent souls deprived of ever knowing their fathers due to their mother’s pride and agony brought about by circumstances that could have been prevented should each agreed on a compromise….!


Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers……for the cycle of life never ends till the last breath’s taken…..!

Life can be full of fun, joy, laughter and happiness….
Only, if we allow ourselves to accept what we have lost….
Only, if we accept what we can make do with and compromise where we can and should….
Only, if we stop tryin to punish those we hate through acts of selfishness…….
Only, if we allow ourselves to live and move on…make amends and patch ourselves up……!
Only, and only, if we man up and take responsibilities for out actions and consequences thereafter….!

Suffer the children NOT for our pride and selfish ways……!
Suffer the Children for the sins of thy fathers………..

Life can be full of fun, joy, laughter and happiness…..similes/synonyms used to express all that is good and wonderful (more similes)
Life can be taken as an adventure with no set or predictable ending…there are many ways it can end…so are there many ways it starts!
Where does it all begin…..in your mother’s womb, your father’s testicles……in the stars above…..or dictated by faith….?
You tell me…!
How does it all begin……through curve balls life throws at you…..through sad experiences you find yourself in…….through an upbringing less desired by many and shunned by the wealthy…..?
You tell me…..
There are many endings in this journey of life, so are the starting points.....!


Don't be caught in the same web of deception,lies,hate,secretes and pressures emancipating from parents who weren't there in the first place when you met her/him....or friend's who think they run the world,including your life...!
Take charge of your life.......


(End of the First part of what is promising to be a 3 part blog)

Learning to let go........

Learning to let go…….Habits are said to be the driving force behind the reason why we find it hard to let go. Fearing to lose what one never had in the first place is harder than fooling around with a burning match stick while waddling in a pond of gasoline!

The very same spark that lit your first romance can be as destructive as an open flame to a moth.

The very same principles you try to adhere to can lead you to live a life lived only to wade off critics who take plight in seeing you try to go through life without faltering.

Imperfections are merely perfections defined by beings not looking for what you can offer or what you want to offer…

Why regret when you can learn from what you couldn’t achieve…

Why cry when you can laugh it off and thank her/him for tutoring you in life’s ever changing syllabus of love, hurt, pain and reconciliation, backstabbing, trust and loyalty?

Who said we get only a single shot at life when you are able to take more than a million breaths in a year…?

We live, we love, we lose out….holding on is never an option we choose to take…it is in our genes, we can not cut holding on out of lives, hearts and minds…..we can not deny pain to play it’s role, we can not deny another being to find what she/he didn’t find in you or me…..we can not stop living after being crushed.

Facing and accepting reality shouldn’t be hard or painful right?

Life is as simple as you make it to be right…..tell me then, what is simplicity when the driving forces behind sustaining life are as complicated as a jigsaw puzzle to a 1 year old child or  ?

How simple is it to forget how to forget and move on….?

How simple is simplicity when each and everyday becomes harder than the previous one…?

Expectations………we all have them, we al fear them……we all wish everything could be as what we expect it to be……?

Would life be what it is without them…….would you love as much as you do if you were never expected to act or carry yourself in a certain or particular way….?

What’s life without stumbling every now and then….?

What is life without mishaps and downfalls….?

What is life without doubt…….?

What is life without belief………?

I believe in Christ, I believe in God…I believe in forgiveness and a new start……....!