SNIPPETS OF MY VERSATILE MIND nine...

Spare me a minute. Rather a second. That conception of possibilities against a waring environment of impossibilities. Bubbling with greatness. Rosy picture - an exposé of the life of King Solomon, wealthy in material possession and women. The riches of good hormones from the mind. I asked for your minute, I know. The second was to capture your attention towards that conception of possibilities I mentioned earlier. This is the provocative substance I am availing to you. Consider this to be an orientation of an eccentric mindset in an African vessel. Lets take that drive into the wilderness - where you allow yourself to be a pilot of a Boeing 747. It's allowed - lose yourself in a journey of abundance. This dominance of a lingering un strapped, loose thought of insufficiency ready to be devoured by the mind should be curbed. Turn the tables African boy - look at it half full not half empty. For once its not about to finish before you finish - but you have to see it. Your today is an exact reproduction of your most held and magnified thought. Why do you shy from thinking about yourself in that very expensive ride? Why? You know it electrifies your inner being. Feed yourself with possibilities. Be optimistic - yeah try it. Don't be religious about your existence. Flood your brain in wealth, wear the crown, lack nothing. Remember I'm in charge because you surrendered your minute to me. So, forget the debts, forget the hunger - just refresh yourself in the reigns of fulfilling thoughts. Don't forget the smile, its important.

SNIPPETS OF MY VERSATILE MIND eight..

Okay snap back to reality. The one plate stove, bed in the corner of your one room and curtains dividing you from the next room. That place you live in. Where you decided to lodge your factual thoughts in tangible existence. Where you have become the land lord of a none land position. Yeah, that posture of being the boss. Ruling and running a none productive organization. That domain embedded with nonsense. Bragging over being in charge. What do you have rule over? Who waits for your approval? Are you a factor? Oh, because you are humble? But you have implanted pride within your humility - basically, you have become proud of being humble. Now you drag yourself like a he-goat with a beard - fearful of slaughter but boastful in stature. That connection you have with your ego - will only tie you down. Yes that blood boiling thought that you have made it - relax a bit. You don't own the joint. You can at any point be evicted. And it's only one room. Don't be over zealous - like that one time I lost an opportunity at the Jewel because of excitement. Maintain your composure, be calm and collected - there is room for improvement, look ahead. 

SNIPPETS OF MY VERSATILE MIND seven...

Standing before this great mountain, my early morning challenge - the wardrobe. I take my time negotiating my mood with the kind of clothes I'm going to put on. After an immense session of intimacy with lotion - prior to the baptism I had in the bath tub. That first impression notion had me motivated to plug into the day with gusto. The dress code mesmerizes my day to adhere to my meditation. That's what I'm talking about. That black shirt that mentions how serious I am today. That red short that makes me today's lover boy. Color blocking they said, I trust it to be a trend of confusion mingled with a deep ignorance for class. Rainbow clothing is what I will tag it to be. Utter disorder of mental coordination. As if alluding from the sense of real touch. Absolutely. It almost looks nice, but. It's sad I got diverted in thought - my vocal point was, addressing dressing being a message. Dressing being the influence of how you are addressed. Yes. An illusion that ministers sound judgement to the conclusion of one's assessment of my appearance. I place my attention on your attention but mainly on my intention - which is my silent but very loud verbal action. Back to the picture of hanging cloth..