Category: Musing

A Thousand Apologies

…. Is what I owe you, readers, for my long silence and inconsistent posts. I wish I could promise to do better, but I am afraid that I will fail again. What is the one story you will like me to post on more? Feedback may help me channel my creative energy. I hope you are still keeping well and safe.

During this period of prolonged silence, I finally put Omowashe Omonishe together into a book titled Fear to Fall. The book can be found on all platforms you can purchase e-books. Sadly except Amazon which I am working on and hopefully should be much sooner than expected. To read the story in one place, you may wish to get your own copy of the book, and a review will be highly appreciated.

I am renaming Tomorrow’s sunset to The Dice and working on getting that Published. I am also working on the sequel to Fear to Fall and will post the first five chapters here.
I started Lock down chronicles and would be posting here in the next couple of weeks about 12 episodes.

I found an old story I wrote in 2000, titled Midnight Sun, and for a good laugh, I will be posting here with little edits. A very cheesy book with plots I cringe at now but love the story line though. I am still getting around typing it out as it was all handwritten.

Stay safe

Olowogbogboro

hope

 

There is no God you say, and I believe you.
The earth is just atoms formed on their own but who controls the sun to shine and the moon to slip out at night?

There is no God you say; we are just humans come to be by accident. But how does the miracle of bones and tissues in the inside of a woman come together intricately to release a life, so tiny so helpless but against all the odds thrive to be you who now give theories that God does not exist?

God does not exist I believe you. The chaos and madness the world has evolved into are in the hands of the one who created it from the beginning.Should He exist, would we not want to be safe than sorry?

God does not exist. You say that religion is bigotry for the simple minds, an excuse for mediocrity by the lazy and there is a higher way of using our brains to think. He created us and gave us the will and choice.

I choose to believe He exists. The one who created heaven and earth, Who holds the sun, moon and stars, breathes life into our nostrils.

For at the end of it all, on the other side. I want to be safe that God exists, risk it here at the ridicule of men than be sorry that while I fantasised in my philosophies of his non-existence on this other side.
Alas, he existed from the beginning, and none of my argument nor idiosyncrasies changed who He is. What changed is where I fall to at the end of it all.Strolling on Heaven’s pavement of gold or racing away from the gates of Hell.

God does not exist. I believe you but what if all your theories come out wrong and it’s too late to cry out to all you have misled.
Take a risk, take a chance, be safe than sorry. Eternity is a long walk. A journey embarked by you alone, not with family, not with race, not with religion, not as a nation, political party or intellectual group. It’s just you and Him.

You say He does not exist. I believe you, but I know God exists because he said so and we are here because He does.

Simply just us

Every woman wants to be beautiful, feel loved and appreciated. The 21st-century woman is both lucky and unfortunate to have existed. She is arrayed with unlimited choices sometimes used to her detriment. If chosen wisely to her advantage, She is her own best friend and enemy. She is creative and destructive. She is as many times good and bad simultaneously. She could be anything and is what she has decided to be and show the world.

A woman can be loved, desired and admired or shunned and hated, a society’s outcast. Whichever of this situation she finds herself, she still presents a bold, fearless, feisty and confident personality. Still, to her inner – self, the one no one sees, closed and shut away by dark curtains of past or experiences that plagues taunts, and waltz with her insecurities.

Not until she comes to that place of acceptance of who she was, is and will become, would she cease to struggle with the demons on the inside while smiling for the world to celebrate her. She is a tale of two different women yet the same person.

The 21st-century belle is a beautiful girl or woman who is confident and at peace with her looks, her achievement and the people she meets along life’s journey. Aspiring higher and conquering obstacles, being the best she can be, and enjoying every moment of her life.

I am excited to start this journey of mine as I share my thoughts and stories that would make you, laugh, cry as you identify with these beautiful characters.
Our lives may or may not make headlines on the tabloids or become a reality TV show. Still, each life is connected to another life with ripple effects we can’t imagine. We live, we love and love connects all the dots. We add laughter and luxury in the mix. We dream until it becomes our reality. It is simply just us being who we are – women.