“Look Around Less, Imagine More.” ― @AbrahamHicks

It been a while I wrote a blog.

Sometimes I overthink the process.

But all it is, at its basic level, is an online journal.

A glorified, online journal a friend of my commented.

Guess it’s this kind of glory that keeps me sane.

I love writing.

That’s saying a lot since some people don’t know what they love.

Love in the sense of the purpose and calm and joy you feel while in the act of doing the thing that makes you powerful.

It was a question I asked myself right before I went to bed with the real intention of wanting to “hear” the answer I come up with in the silent moments when I wake up the following morning.

It was an “I hear dead people moment,” obviously suggested by one of those life changing, surprisingly enjoyable read by Neale Donald Walsch.

One of those success habits recommended daily so to get in touch with the God within apart from the God you find in church.

Success habits that Tony Robbins put so well in that video <<

I love that video because he speaks about Gratitude.

Something I have not been exercising as I should lately.

Especially with the new develops in my life.

Got a whole lot of things to be grateful for so I can be energized with the strength needed to power through.

Philippians 4:13

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

Thank you.

I love you.

~ Musawenkosi Tshoaele

Inkwenkwezi

heartbeat
heart beating against my lungs
beating on my lungs
puncher wounds
like bullet holes
pouring out blood streams
that stem out into red roses
that fall like cement petals
that form networks
social
online
subliminal connections
that maps out the distance between states
of minds
that remain closed by the bipolar
bayangi loya
is it mad max
witness me
or an observer
pg block like an explora
call the God center
but hell is scrambling my signal to heaven
don’t know if I’m praying to God or looking up to the Devil
slit throat
the more smiles
the happier
the better
I gather
uyangi thola…
hiding my joy
behind my tears
fears
hurts
burns through my fatherless veins
and itch like inyaope..pho
smoking up the house so to choke up the evil spirits
only to find them tanning on the roof of your high…
…on your own supply
they got you beat didn’t they…
breathing through straws
your throat is cut remember…
uyangi buza
noma uyangitsela…
unspoken words
like ismumu
miming
mining my way to the afterlife
wondering why they can’t hear me
pray
stay
astray
everyday
play….play…play
dhladhla mkhwenyana
on and off the platform of death
while life is trying to pass you by
first stop New Canada
kuya ngawe if bayaku loya
uyangi thola
you remember
noma ugcwele ukudlala…dlala mkhwenyana…

~ Musawenkosi Tshoaele

“Don’t Die With Your Music Still In You” ~ @DrWayneWDyer

Just a bit bummed about the passing of the good Dr Wanye Dyer.

But after counseling with my #joy @Phetheni we came to the understanding that he played his part in this world.

And it’s up to us to pay forward his teachings to leave where ever we are better than how we found it.

“Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change.” – Wayne Dyer

I love you.

Thank you.

– Musawenkosi Tshoaele