SNIPPETS OF MY VERSATILE MIND four...

Suddenly the blanket you pulled into late last night has become like concrete and cemented you in it. That myth making noise in your head, singing that new but old song of Monday being  the worst day of the week. But you still dig yourself out of the warmth and comfort of that floor mattress. It was you who poured water into the bucket to wash off that oily, stagnant mentality. Tapererwa. Why are you saying they are not paying you enough? Don't rub that green bar soap onto the towel - if you are still arguing in the loins of your mind about that pay check. Why are you rushing if you are being ill-treated Tapererwa. It was you who got on to the bus to go there. Why. Don't air out that negativity when you are in love with positivity. Don't build that house if the walls won't shelter you. You have made your progress a rugby match - you pass the ball backwards but you want to move forward, Tapererwa. You are pulling, rather, dragging yourself to the place that has fed you for the last ten months. Refocus, re-strategize Tapererwa, less complaining - just like when you were excited about getting that job. Let every experience be new - relive the joy of the first day and dump the rubbish of being there for long.

SNIPPETS OF MY VERSATILE MIND three...

The rattling, crushing sound of the crispy sun-toasted leaf from under my foot arrested me into a thought processing cage. How would it be if I had been cut off from the source of breath. The lifeless leaf had fallen from the benefits of good complexion - looking green like the others, having the wind blow right in it's face, growing that love for life deep. Oh, finally being crushed by the busy me, on a mission to have the wind blow in my face and sun-tan my complexion. The unsettled activities on my mind like the rush of waters on Victoria falls pushing me to look beyond the graceful fact of being able to wake up. But, shoving and shrugging off the merciful act of being given another day to spend time, being the most expensive commodity no living being can own or buy. In that frozen state of immense interaction of true existence against in-existence, the biochemicals in my brain formulated the word GRATEFUL. Yes, grateful. Be grateful you are able to read what I have written. You are not crushed like the leaf. You are alive - be the best of you. Take time to remove your focus on negatives and launch yourself in a pool of things you are grateful for and show it.

SNIPPETS OF MY VERSATILE MIND two....

She sat by the window as if gazing into the sun, but her mind was blind folded by her problems. The pressure of being under pressure consumed her in a trans of sadness the interpretation of her misery. Jane. If only you looked out the window and not gazed in the sun to burn your thoughts of misery. Instead, gaze into the beauty that is reflected in creation. Look at yourself in the mirror - but remember a mirror is an exact image of the light you view yourself. Jane, don't sweat blood. Don't exhaust yourself on minor issues. Remove that blockade, that sentimental belief of reigning lack and poverty. Refuse to see a mountain in the ant hill Jane. Let what you are gazing at be what you are gazing at, not what you are lost in. Rise Jane rise. I know you are not a figment of an unrealistic thought - you are the reality of someone's life but only a character in my mind.