Heart

There was a time in my life where I was young, so reserved and generally could not socialize even with the people I called friends. During that time of my life I came to realize that there is a strong relationship I had with God. For some reason it was personal, I wasn't a majorly religious person then, but I knew and was sure of my relationship with God.

I would walk at the school corridors and be in what others may call prayer but to me it was simple conversation with God. I knew that this was just a basic relationship and was honored to be able to be so close to my god in the bearing in mind the short comings of my religion.

I prayed to God and asked him to teach me how to love him. This has proved to be the best prayer I have ever prayed in my whole entire life. Now this is what was given to me as a lesson in love:

He said I am spirit, take me and put me in your soul, and that is where you should love me from, when comes time where it seems as though I am not doing that which you wish for, love me still, be patient. Seek me, seek to understand me and there you shall find yourself, for your soul is in my spirit.

From then on I loved God purely. The answer to me was simply put me in your soul. So I did. From this prayer I not only learnt how to love God but I saw that this is also how to love people. With people though it is a bit more difficult as it is not so easy to trust them, humans are flawed and so am I. how then do you completely put a person in your soul.

It is difficult and will really tug at the strings of your heart most of the time but loving someone with your soul is the best and purest form of love I have ever experienced and am honored to give. To me it means even in times of wrong, when I am deeply hurt, I express my hurt to my loved one as I cannot hide it if they truly have become a part of who u are. When you are happy you express your happy as that too cannot be hidden, take them with you through all your experiences and emotions your fears and triumphs. Love them like you would God. And then, you would have achieved love, you would have realized the beauty of the human soul.

Umlungu

The hand that forced us

Our generation still faces slavery as much as those passed did. Nowerdays we are enslaved in terms of who we are, who we are allowed to be. You will find many of our youth me included being afraid to face who they realy are, what their inner goals are because of fear that society will not accept the abnormalities we host, yes we have become slaves to the norm. Shackled by expectations of others.

I recently just took it apon myself to do every morning that which makes me happy, I started of with watching a bit of fashion tv in the morning laugh out loud on few occasion, from then I went to driving school and when I got to work I made myself a cup of tea. Now I compare how I feel in the morning with how I feel by the end of the day when I spend it pleasing the needs of the company. The morning far super exceeds my days.

What I am trying to illustrate here is that most of us young people spend our time fulfilling the dreams of 45 -what ever age year old men and women. When we know very well that what we are doing is not inline with what we truly want to be doing. We spend our lives fulfilling societies norm because well that's just what society is used to.

In some cases society will continually puts down YOUR dreams and disguise it as good advise. They will compare you and weigh you and ridicule your dreaming. This is unfortunately the truth about who we are, we are society ourselves.

William lynch a well known slavery pioneer during 1712 said "in my bag I have a fool proof method of controlling black slaves" he went on to say "keep the body, take the mind! In other words break the will to resist"

This to me sounds exactly like the same workings of today, we are still kept slaves by fear, distrust and envy. Just as there were different types of slaves and the levels differed so it is today.

When Willie Lynch spoke he put a life span of at least 300 years to his plan, at least.

In my mind it is not so much about the color of slave but so much about an enslaved soul, today churches enslave us, education institutions groom enslaved minds, our places of work enslave us. We are a generation that grows up dependent on others views (our masters)

Today I decided to go to the mirror and faced my master, her exterior was grim and full of anger yet inside so vulnerable and afraid that actually I could break free that actually I can make it. Today I take my freedom, I let the voice of society go. In doing so I bear the price of responsibility for my own self.

It is with a shame that this youth enslaves it self with the choice of freedom dripping of of their fingers, while we stare at our masters as they smile and hang us of willow trees with the promise of security and shade.