Circle and square

What really fits the other, the circle or the square? Does the square fit the cycle or does the cycle fit the square? I feel like am getting there yet in my mind am already there.

As the storm rumbles, I am not looking to be solo like Rambo,unite the clan instead like Indio 2: the revolt. Got to make a dollar,spend a dollar & invest a dollar. My mind set on bringing value to the market, for the equivalent reaction of the previous action, fractions and factions, on action like we Sweet Jesus, preacher man! With class like sophisticated gentlemen, while Keeping on,I keep on going hoping all the way to the celestial city.

You might consider what you figure as figures moving along the time line. In the divine mind,acting on my devine purpose. Aware that I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

On the mind,moving up with Jesus Christ as my coheir, the kingdom of God is mine. It’s deep inside me like the rhyme,the Christ within, science call him the super consious mind. That’s God within me, more than God without me, I know he alive, it’s only in him that am trusting.

All of my burdens, fears, disappointments and desolation. Placed on the Christ within,it’s like taking a boulder to outer space.

The world was perfect in the divine mind, the light was the vision that illuminated everything,sight. The expansion of the the heavens and the earth is the room for breathing-smell.

The word that spoke all into the being came from a mouth,with teeth and tongue- that created Man. God saw all perfect in himself. We are perfect in his divine mind.

What can separate me from the love of my Lord Jesus Christ, I am a co heir to the Infinite spirit.

I am always in constant inspiration with my co heir Jesus Christ as per my devine plan .

Nothing can separate me from the love of my Lord,not angels,not demons.

The ladder.

Walking down memory lane, am reminded about the ladder. As you rise, the step remains, what you see is after you. The future is what’s ahead of me, the journey is based on the destination yet the experience is life.

It’s interesting how we are born and have all that we need for life. An infant and an old man are but the same body taught by the best teacher in the school of life. Time is the friend to justice and a foe to injustice.

Faith and sheer work to where you humanly possibly can- optimum functioning.

Even I am not perfect as man. Glory goes to God. Work as shrewd, passionate and purposely as you can in His Majesty’s loving hands. He is your shepherd and you lack not one thing. Work from a point of opulence, pleanty,bounty,not too much, not too little, enough.

Yet as you shape the future remember that you are within the laws of nature. As all things rise, they fall. Rebirth is the key. Role expansion is where you diversify your roles in life such that you are at balance. At one-ment to recover and thrive from a pool of assets at hand.

To be reborn can be defined as coming down the ladder. Never pass a farmiliar face without saying hello. I do so sometimes, it’s a lifelong learning process from the 7th day of creation.

A passage from Theophilus goes;

You will say, then, to me, “Do you, who see God, explain to me the
appearance of God.” Hear, O man. The appearance of God is ineffable and
indescribable, and cannot be seen by eyes of flesh. For in glory He is incomprehensible, in greatness unfathomable, in height inconceivable, in
power incomparable, in wisdom unrivaled, in goodness inimitable, in kindness unutterable. For if I say He is Light, I name but His own work; if I call Him Word, I name but His sovereignty; if I call Him Mind, I speak but of His wisdom; if I say He is Spirit, I speak of His breath; if I call Him Wisdom, I speak of His offspring; if I call Him Strength, I speak of His sway; if I call Him Power, I am mentioning His activity; if Providence, I
but mention His goodness; if I call Him Kingdom, I but mention His glory; if I call Him Lord, I mention His being judge; if I call Him Judge, I speak of Him as being just; if I call Him Father, I speak of all things as being from
Him; if I call Him Fire, I but mention His anger. You will say, then, to me, “Is God angry?” Yes; He is angry with those who act wickedly, but He is good, and kind, and merciful, to those who love and fear Him; for He is a
chastener of the godly, and father of the righteous; but he is a judge and punisher of the impious.

The ladder.

Walking down memory lane, am reminded about the ladder. As you rise, the step remains, what you see is after you. The future is what’s ahead of me, the journey is based on the destination yet the experience is life.

It’s interesting how we are born and have all that we need for life. An infant and an old man are but the same body taught by the best teacher in the school of life. Time is the friend to justice and a foe to injustice.

Faith and sheer work to where you humanly possibly can- optimum functioning.

Even I am not perfect as man. Glory goes to God. Work as shrewd, passionate and purposely as you can in His Majesty’s loving hands. He is your shepherd and you lack not one thing. Work from a point of opulence, pleanty,bounty,not too much, not too little, enough.

Yet as you shape the future remember that you are within the laws of nature. As all things rise, they fall. Rebirth is the key. Role expansion is where you diversify your roles in life such that you are at balance. At one-ment to recover and thrive from a pool of assets at hand.

To be reborn can be defined as coming down the ladder. Never pass a farmiliar face without saying hello. I do so sometimes, it’s a lifelong learning process from the 7th day of creation.

A passage from Theophilus goes;

You will say, then, to me, “Do you, who see God, explain to me the
appearance of God.” Hear, O man. The appearance of God is ineffable and
indescribable, and cannot be seen by eyes of flesh. For in glory He is incomprehensible, in greatness unfathomable, in height inconceivable, in
power incomparable, in wisdom unrivaled, in goodness inimitable, in kindness unutterable. For if I say He is Light, I name but His own work; if I call Him Word, I name but His sovereignty; if I call Him Mind, I speak but of His wisdom; if I say He is Spirit, I speak of His breath; if I call Him Wisdom, I speak of His offspring; if I call Him Strength, I speak of His sway; if I call Him Power, I am mentioning His activity; if Providence, I
but mention His goodness; if I call Him Kingdom, I but mention His glory; if I call Him Lord, I mention His being judge; if I call Him Judge, I speak of Him as being just; if I call Him Father, I speak of all things as being from
Him; if I call Him Fire, I but mention His anger. You will say, then, to me, “Is God angry?” Yes; He is angry with those who act wickedly, but He is good, and kind, and merciful, to those who love and fear Him; for He is a
chastener of the godly, and father of the righteous; but he is a judge and punisher of the impious.

First impressions

In a public transportation vehicle,the passengers are quite as it’s still morning hours.

A well dressed man in a suite piece stands up and greets the passengers.

He begins by stating that he seeks their permission to talk to them,he understands the bothers that come with public transportation preachers so he starts talking silently at first. Those at the back ask him to speak up louder!

He acknowledges and starts his life story by stating that he is of dual citizenship, is married and is going to work as an engineer,as proved by his job card which he produces and hands over to a fellow passengers to read out loud.

He states that he made a pact with God that whenever he gets a chance to speak on God’s word, he will use it fully.

He was a teacher in war torn Congo when after school,he decided to stay back and mark assignments when he heard gunfire in his soroundings.

He got up and as he walked out of the school, he felt a sharp pain and lost consciousness.

When next awaking,he was in a refugee camp in the infirmary. He was being transfused blood. It turned out that he had been shot in the chest and on his thigh, both bullets had passed through the fleshy parts without touching any vital organs.

He had been picked by a pastor who got on his bike and rode, passing many bodies on the way only to stop at his body and saved him. The pastor being the good samaritan,also gave of his blood to save his life,as he had bled profusely.

At that point, there was an attack imminent on the way on the camp. Barely well, he got filled with a power that made him get up and with a voice deeper than the usual which made the soldiers attacking the camp to stop in their tracks. This is how he got his name ‘Joshua’ in refference to the son of Nun,in the Bible.

He proceeded to introduce himself to the general and upon further conversation,he got amnesty and was taken up by missionaries where he got his engineering degree and theology degree as he had forgotten his teacher qualification documents in Congo.

At this point, I had reached my destination and got off.

Pirates

Black beard and the rest on this list were more like priest kings despite being pirates on the seas; to be protected and be protected against.

Captain Kidd and his crew did what any priest king would do, and when you got on his badside you were sure to fade away. He was kind and generous,like a sweet little child, he was a popular captain,as he commanded his ship,a proper gentle man when it came to the formalities and the feast but ready to strike you out if you crossed his plans.

Long john Silver played both sides,expressing duality by being a gentleman, getting to the gathering and interaction with the royalty of then, still being able to mix with the local population and even getting engaged.

I’ll never be a land lover!

All three were after treasure, and did not accept no for an answer, they were outlaws, yet Long John Silver was a role model for the young sailor. Black beard is a treacherous lot, dressing his lunatic double as himself and then shooting him in the back so as to hide and watch his supposed execution.

All three buried a man with the treasure, except Black beard who his it aside. They believed it brought luck to them yet in itself is cursing the treasure.

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Black beard died by the hands of a mutiny,being buried in the sand,not without putting up a fight, towards a low tide.

Captain Kidd died as a common criminal despite being commissioned by the king 9f England,circulating Africa in the movie from north west to west to south to east africa,through the madagascan waters. He has ambitions of

Being a Lord and no man or devil is going to do anything that stops his ambitions.

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The ability that these men had of feeding,housing,managing and defending all the while living with other sailors on a floating man made ship for long periods, without, rebellion or mutiny is mind-blowing leadership in itself.

Therapy

Sitting opposite an empty chair,I imagine that you are there, my hair is raised as I contemplate,on what’s happening and has been happening.

There’s a crisis, seeing it through my iris, bodily trouble like with isis, destructive influence on my psyche, I don’t feel excited.

I start ranting,trust me it’s not for nothing,as I go about it I just be mumbling. To tell you the truth,for the right moment I imagine and get ready to be active.

Feel my cry within,is this pain part of my living? Is this really living? Do you have any feelings? I know you said that you love me,if you did then you take care of your wellbeing, not mess around and then infect me with an STD,not once but twice.

I feel like getting out of my head, I feel like the biggest fool instead, I have seen you to be innocent,now I pay the price, the romance of television that no ever ca.e with a price, all of that is a illusions,a big bunch of lies, am offering my seduction for a peace of mind.

If life had a reverse button,then I have already pressed it, as I looked for the red flags,way more that 5 instances. I know forgive to be forgiven, live and let die, everyone has to pay dues and I have paid my price by being with you, tell you the truth,tell you he truth,there’s more to be paid by being with you and am not ready; let’s part ways now!

Cartoon/Comic head.

A warrior king like Genghis Khan, yes I can also be a rebel leader like Sandokhan, with Kalamari from the kalahari, black & white mixed up with some red. Like farhat I don’t rock the mask of Zorro, all these aren’t physical clues for the following of Charlie Chan.

Ride around in the mystery machine,like how I was younger with scooby doo on my shirt. Observe the world around and sing to it like the sound of music, don’t be afraid of the high notes, enjoy the wind in your hair like Heidi.

Am not old age like the likes of the flintstones, on the morph like like Generator Rex or Ben 10X. I have seen the Caveman and the likes of Avangers or Overwatch. Am on the grin,open my mouth like junk rat or joker, am not playing poker with harley if Roadhog tends to inflict pain like Bane.

It’s all in my head like Jean or professor X, not a magnet yet I attract like am magneto. My favorite anti hero is Deadpool.