<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591</id><updated>2011-11-28T00:32:40.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What's life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-1136140270379929266</id><published>2009-07-31T00:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T07:15:47.452+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Service</title><content type='html'>She cries, where am I?&lt;br /&gt;Your persistent weed and consistent greed let me die&lt;br /&gt;It so sucked me up, sucked me till frailty&lt;br /&gt;I was your hope, your fortune, your goldmine!&lt;br /&gt;But, you slammed me silly and left me pine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anguish raged, an avoidable repercussion&lt;br /&gt;Families caged, now you scream for liberation?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you knew my wisdom; an amazing connection&lt;br /&gt;A connection of hearts, souls and spirits; an easily fathomable reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, its still brother’s killing for money&lt;br /&gt;Sister’s bewitching each other’s wombs and body&lt;br /&gt;A detestable design of man’s self-seeking ambition’s&lt;br /&gt;The condition of operation that demeans Godly normalization&lt;br /&gt;And human relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes! I’m still speaking, though you left me dying&lt;br /&gt;My inner voice seems stronger than your “ignorance” rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;She makes you oppress and suppress just to impress&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it’s lies of personal conquests aiding disastrous sequels&lt;br /&gt;Of heart throbbing and aching bequests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my concept?&lt;br /&gt;The voice proclaiming, “It is you first!”&lt;br /&gt;In distress, before me you’re the next&lt;br /&gt;In success, would you be my guest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwish you knew me&lt;br /&gt;You would deftly aspire to be inspired by my desire to take you higher&lt;br /&gt;Because an experience of elevation is preceded by submission&lt;br /&gt;The submission that requires no expertise but offers demise to destructions premise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long walk in life’s wild&lt;br /&gt;Where slander, treachery and mockery never mild&lt;br /&gt;But couldn’t we walk this road together?&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I forever, let’s make our world so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-1136140270379929266?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/1136140270379929266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/07/service.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/1136140270379929266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/1136140270379929266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/07/service.html' title='Service'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-8916757258423100506</id><published>2009-06-04T17:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:46:22.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny...</title><content type='html'>Born to be great...&lt;br /&gt;Born in a foreign land&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Rather a mark on worlds' sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receipt of racist comments&lt;br /&gt;Constant detesting of law's favoritism&lt;br /&gt;This is my advent&lt;br /&gt;An absence of mutualism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visible scars on my neck;&lt;br /&gt;wrestled desirously in school&lt;br /&gt;Rights left on the deck&lt;br /&gt;Authority pardons the mule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survived doing drugs;&lt;br /&gt;A streetwise mentality&lt;br /&gt;Vehemently followed thugs&lt;br /&gt;I slept in jail, was this my destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tortured less than a dog in prison&lt;br /&gt;Suffered treacherously, the wardens unjust treatment&lt;br /&gt;Thank God t'was for a lesson and season&lt;br /&gt;A relationship I had to cement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once believed in faith and obedience&lt;br /&gt;It was the way,&lt;br /&gt;The right way for conscience&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had to die to live another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-8916757258423100506?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/8916757258423100506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/06/destiny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/8916757258423100506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/8916757258423100506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/06/destiny.html' title='Destiny...'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-2525020148947642185</id><published>2009-06-03T12:38:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:48:53.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nigeria...</title><content type='html'>Pain and Penury...&lt;br /&gt;Fathers' Heart Soaked In Tears&lt;br /&gt;Fear's Colony&lt;br /&gt;women and Children Drapped In Sears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regimented Thoughts Become Dads' Territory&lt;br /&gt;Toiling Day and Night Just For Minimal Lots&lt;br /&gt;Government's Entity&lt;br /&gt;Poverty's Reach Came In Slots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises, Promises&lt;br /&gt;Politician's Promises To Society&lt;br /&gt;Service In Office For His Pocket&lt;br /&gt;Education and Healthcare A Helpless Sorry&lt;br /&gt;Our Money For Mansions and Banquets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Our Money In Foreign Accounts&lt;br /&gt;A Natural Disaster Awaiting&lt;br /&gt;Infrastructure Missing, See What It Amounts&lt;br /&gt;High Interest Rates, Currency Drain Calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boast of Crude Oil In the Nation&lt;br /&gt;Where Are The Refineries?&lt;br /&gt;Billions Allocated To States For Development not Desolation!&lt;br /&gt;Unemployment Heightens, The Craze of Militancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed With Abundant Resources&lt;br /&gt;A Green Field of Untapped Potentials&lt;br /&gt;An Unheard Cry For Help, Sickness and Death Toll Rise The Government Causes&lt;br /&gt;B.A.D.D.E.M.O.C.R.A.C.Y Sincerely The Initials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familys' Desiring The Good Life&lt;br /&gt;Just Like The American Dream but It's The Nigerian Dream&lt;br /&gt;Of Pocket First, The Wild Life&lt;br /&gt;Animalistic behavior..So It Seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm I Patriotic?&lt;br /&gt;I Think so, Crying For Help From Above Authenticates It&lt;br /&gt;Man Has Thoroughly Failed By Democratic Mystics&lt;br /&gt;I Still Hope One Man Rises and Changes It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's All Pain and Penury...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-2525020148947642185?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/2525020148947642185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/06/politics-and-penury.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/2525020148947642185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/2525020148947642185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/06/politics-and-penury.html' title='Nigeria...'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-8417210858107345361</id><published>2009-04-25T16:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:40:53.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the sun</title><content type='html'>Today, some 16yrs back, a flaming beauty was born to the world as sparkles in the night sky…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shined bright like the morning light, so bright that eyes cringed on her birth night;&lt;br /&gt;Destinies castle welcomed her majesty and the armies of her heart and soul beckoned on gold territories &lt;br /&gt;It was an unfolding of a princess’ dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years past, her growth was rapid yet of perfection&lt;br /&gt;A perfect creation of splendid attraction and dire admiration&lt;br /&gt;Growth’s reaction from little baby to pretty lady&lt;br /&gt;Was this awesome transition&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell; her full manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This design shouldn’t be much of a surprise&lt;br /&gt;Cause her fairness couldn’t be of compromise&lt;br /&gt;Even at 9 month’s and years of sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;You should think twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are inadequate for this description&lt;br /&gt;Even the peacock in all her elegance couldn’t do better&lt;br /&gt;Little wonder my poetry isn’t much of ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;But the art of metaphoric realities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one could have pre-meditated this wonderful work of art;&lt;br /&gt;It was a complete contact with structural craft&lt;br /&gt;Even the so called inventors and future tellers wouldn’t stand a chance; only the potter understands his clay dance&lt;br /&gt;For He knew you right from beginnings stance…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-8417210858107345361?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/8417210858107345361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-sun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/8417210858107345361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/8417210858107345361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-sun.html' title='Like the sun'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-1722947330787095875</id><published>2009-04-07T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:23:25.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments</title><content type='html'>I thought life as solely truthfulness and concurring happiness; a distinct abode of smiles and abounding miles of sanity and sincerity, the design that disconnects and disaster are distant streets far off humanities divide. Even from the beginning this was meant to be the conditioning that every man should look after his next in bolted loving, to my abhorrence it’s a whole different occurrence. The tables are turned over in a devastated and distorted reality, albeit, experience and man’s cockiness and selfishness tell an infallible truth; “trust is necessary yet for a few.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a walk in the park, a discovery ensued that just as weeds grow to cheat nutrients away from shrubs and other minute plants; a feat of nature. Similarly, it’s the nature of man to cheat thereby, stoking the fire of positivism’s retreat to such intense degrees as to engrave deeply sullen expressions and emotions to maddening proportions. The heart of man is stricken with wickedness, treacherousness and laziness built over years to heights unseen. That’s the reason it has become a “norm” stepping on people to climb to the top, causing pain in lives and more importantly the disdain to step up your game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the more important, everybody wants to be a winner but, everybody can’t be a winner; anybody can. What’s your desire? You could cheat any other natural law except the law of sowing and reaping. You sow rice, you definitely would reap rice. Same goes for life, you sow laziness, you reap a portfolio of unhealthy and lazy results, a lazy family, a lazy health, a lazy bank account and all works of detestation. Wickedness and treacherousness practiced travels a revolution of 360 degrees, returning to there first emanation, so why be a participant of this evil allocation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the realization that disappointments occur on different terms and conditions is the first step to curb the dangerous effects and functions. Subsequently, the solution is only stone throws away because there is the knowledge of the cause after deep and sincere soul searching for progression, hinging on the possibility and profitability of your liberty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-1722947330787095875?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/1722947330787095875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/04/disappointments.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/1722947330787095875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/1722947330787095875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/04/disappointments.html' title='Disappointments'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-2876266991962388802</id><published>2009-03-13T06:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:20:07.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comforter</title><content type='html'>It’s Another Great Depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Era Of Deterioration And Inherent Retrogression&lt;br /&gt;Where Anarchy And Seamless Iniquity Are Breaking Forth In Intensity&lt;br /&gt;And The Temples, Shattering And Condescending Into Dire Agony&lt;br /&gt;In Reaction, Conscience’s wall falls Just As Jericho’s Dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensuality Does An Effortless Journey Into The Temple Of Humanity&lt;br /&gt;A Temple Once Held In High Esteem Is Demeaned To Spiritual Penury&lt;br /&gt;Because The Presence Of Sensuality Is The Absence Of Spirituality&lt;br /&gt;Turbulence Rages And Eternity Is Few Miles To Jeopardy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Partner In Crime; Heinousness And Decadence&lt;br /&gt;These Two Work Together And Walk You Into Misery&lt;br /&gt;Darkness Bids; A Call To Terminate Body, Soul And Spirit In Doggedness&lt;br /&gt;Though There Is A Prospect Of The Bondage Release From Iniquity To A Supernatural Legacy With The Almighty To Avoid Eternal Calamity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Want to Break From Iniquity And Indignity?&lt;br /&gt;There Is A Helper And Comforter Ready To Deliver&lt;br /&gt;He Will Rebuild The Wall Of Your vacillating Faith And Stabilize The Waver Of Your Character&lt;br /&gt;In Troubles And Sorrow He Is Always Ready To Answer&lt;br /&gt;Because In Him There Is Always An Assurance Of Victory With Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merge Today Your Humanity With Divinity&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, We Could All Rest Our Rock Houses On Passages And Streets Of Gold Destinies.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Streets Of Gold And Gold Balconies&lt;br /&gt;We All Have Choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-2876266991962388802?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/2876266991962388802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/03/comforter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/2876266991962388802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/2876266991962388802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/03/comforter.html' title='Comforter'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-6411665457255194053</id><published>2009-03-13T04:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T04:22:38.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know why?</title><content type='html'>The journey just began! Prior to the trials and tribulations, it was all roses and poses. Every bit of skill acquisition and proposition was another call for promotion. Life took you higher in response to your unflappable disposition, unfortunately you never learned of adversity; the reverse side of prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all your soaring years, pride and contumacy clouded your life; neglect to character filled your personality. These evils became interwoven with your daily living and acting. Consequently, a natural law decided to make a mark; gravity pulled and a thumping drop construed as an absence of the supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking deeper, your filthy ways of life ensued from the no or poor knowledge of the creator of wealth. He made the coin of prosperity and its flip side; adversity. For a reason you were given so much, yet you did so little. It was a test of your love, too bad you failed; reverence and obedience were belittled and scrapped off your dictionary. In all this He still loved you and opted to teach you but, He needed your humility and faithfulness to start the foundation. It had to be step by step, much better if it was from scratch without contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of pain rolled down like heavy rain but, why cry when your character was a dire strain? It’s only for a moment and an obvious reason; the Potter wants his clay to learn management of wealth and obey, heavenly character should come to stay. Yours was to allow the master builder take you a block at a time, in time it would be all smiles once again with bigger strides to claim because you’ve understood life’s moving train in total gain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-6411665457255194053?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/6411665457255194053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-know-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/6411665457255194053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/6411665457255194053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-know-why.html' title='Do you know why?'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-8996293616136821689</id><published>2009-02-27T21:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:50:10.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE IS THE LIGHT?</title><content type='html'>Another dawn? Just another day of pain, sorrow and struggle. As dusk buys it’s time, you count your losses in repressive resolves unto failure. A vicious cycle of sorry occurrences brims your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the seas of destiny, it’s more sinking. You try shooting for the stars but your twinkle is short-lived, in the dance hall of fame it was fun though still a macabre story in the end. Impulsively, you re-think. I’m I still on my track?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve crossed the lines! Doing a blind race, you’ve been disqualified time and again. You became the moon being shone the sunlight, it still gave light but was pale and the beam, too dim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strength blown out of proportion, the disdain for mastery in one has made you a back bencher and a sad reprobation. Feeling you’re one with all in concoction, it has cost you motion. Flee “I know all”, ‘cause it pays no Peter or Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to fly. Find your “one”, hold fast to it, and let it so shine unto recognition. In all, never rest on your laurels because there is always one more stride to keep you among the stars and birds in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine! Oh destiny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-8996293616136821689?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/8996293616136821689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-is-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/8996293616136821689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/8996293616136821689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-is-light.html' title='WHERE IS THE LIGHT?'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-6795371084968796448</id><published>2009-02-23T23:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:08:59.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CO-WIN STRIDE</title><content type='html'>In our daily activities, from our wake-up alarm to nightfall there is a part of our senses beckoning, “I must win!” in the real sense of it, it is “I must win alone!” I ask, at the expense of others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all subject to our perceptions about life, aggravating the firmness of our “being right”. Our daily experiences gives birth to this perception but, the question is, isn’t negativity part of these experiences? If negativity is embodied in these experiences, certainly, our perceptions tilt the scale balance of life towards wrong misconceptions and consequently, our habitual deeds emanate from the negative side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrariwise, our experiences could be positively tilted, giving rise to positive thoughts, actions and utmost happiness. No matter where the balance is tilted, there is good news for everybody, you can always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask, in negativity is that plausible or possible? It sure is. Negativity, like I wrote earlier is the finished product of a misguided perception. A win in this situation requires the will power to understand, and change your position. In daily occurrences, you think you suffer disappointments, selfish attitudes of people and so on. Meanwhile, there is a deeper misunderstanding of the real situation. Probably, you never asked or because of your misconception, you just go ahead and assume a lot of things. The end is breeding dislikes, hatred, frequent quarrels, insults, depression and all what not. Focusing your energy on negative feelings, thoughts and ultimately, becoming a failure. Look at it this way, what if your date’s father was terribly sick, that’s why he couldn’t show up? What if your subordinate’s daughter passed out? You still expect a call in that state? Come on, would you have had that kind of will power? I don’t think so. Truth is, we are so enveloped in our own ideological world, beating ourselves up for nothing, giving no room for pragmatism, finally getting no were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, you call yourselves “positive thinkers”, thinking positive for your selfish ambitions at the detriment of others. Feeling you could think your way to success without co-dependence. I have bad news for you, it would be short-lived. Success without negativity is failure. You ask, what is he talking about? Incidentally, is there anybody bad in its entirety? Of course not, even in that negativity of a person or an event, there is a positive something, in a deeper sense. A woman with the habit of shouting and nagging all the time, a loquacious woman, is an idea for your family growth, business boom and so on. You could catch something from her. In the same vein, what would you do to a man with bad habits, never punctual, drinks to stupor but, is one of the most productive staff in your organization? Would you throw him out? I guess not. The list could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real success is the entirety of all kinds of human beings in a mutually beneficial relationship; it is the fruit of interdependence unto perfection. As a positive man or woman as you say you are, you should be at the helping end of life, imparting people while taking also one or two things from the opposite party that are beneficial to you, not throwing people away because of some negative, unproductive aspects of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An efficacious legacy is a co-win stride to success. Never relegate anybody, no matter the attitude or behaviour because you never know, that could be the person taking you to your next level, that could change your life forever. I always loved the adage and still do, “no man is an island”. There is nothing like a loner’s success. The longevity of your success depends on your interdependent reality therefore, it is best to strive for co-winning than lone winning. Like the saying “everybody is a winner”, if u win, I win too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-6795371084968796448?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/6795371084968796448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/co-win-stride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/6795371084968796448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/6795371084968796448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/co-win-stride.html' title='THE CO-WIN STRIDE'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-5118260939986887070</id><published>2009-02-22T00:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:37:07.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"I LOVE MY FRUIT"</title><content type='html'>...I’m All Grown...&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m Good For Nothing?&lt;br /&gt;You’re Reaping What You’ve Sown&lt;br /&gt;Think You Loved Me, You Were Sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Streets And Tunnels You Proclaim Experience&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I Wallow In Decadence&lt;br /&gt;What Is Gain?&lt;br /&gt;When I’m All Shame And Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were Engrossed In Hugging&lt;br /&gt;Busy Kissing&lt;br /&gt;Left me Empty And Void&lt;br /&gt;I am Destroyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Became Unwise&lt;br /&gt;Dined With Smelly Flies&lt;br /&gt;Followed The Deadly Tide&lt;br /&gt;Wish You Saw This Side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did You Really Love Me?&lt;br /&gt;Did You Know Me?&lt;br /&gt;Did You Scold Me?&lt;br /&gt;You Never Flogged Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Fruit Is Sour,&lt;br /&gt;Because You Missed The Timing And Hour&lt;br /&gt;I’m In Dishonour&lt;br /&gt;Now, You Become A Doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t You See It’s Too Late?&lt;br /&gt;I’m A Wasted Craze&lt;br /&gt;What A Menace?&lt;br /&gt;Hope It’s A Passing Phase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-5118260939986887070?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/5118260939986887070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-my-fruit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/5118260939986887070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/5118260939986887070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-my-fruit.html' title='&quot;I LOVE MY FRUIT&quot;'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-3273581705199753482</id><published>2009-02-16T23:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:40:17.735+01:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST PULP AND COINS!</title><content type='html'>An old lady; well-advanced in age and a national hero. In all her years in national service, has encountered various kinds of human beings; all sorts. Men in power and men of power, men who progress with oppression and men humiliated due to their unshakable stance on dignity and humility. In retrospect, she counted the causes and found a common denominator; self-centeredness and greed. But, those are two denominators, you say. These two are bound together, if you are greedy, you keep wanting more for you alone, aren’t you self-centred?, and vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family, considered as the smallest unit of the society, springs the greatest minds and biggest names; small but mighty you could call it. Therefore, when the family is jeopardized, the society is dented and in shambles. In the midst of this prospect of greatness in the world at large, lie anxiety, fear, frustration, depression and all agents of destabilization that have eaten deep into the fabrics of this unit. Diving deeper to the root, just pulp and coins! This root evil is the cause of 90% of the friction in the family today. Little wonder a couple with one car, argue every morning on who uses the car, the argument escalates to the point that they become counter-productive, in the end become more reactive. Prior to the purchase of the car, they combined their proactive energies, understanding each other better. Consequently, little money started coming in, they got the car. Now, the car isn’t enough. Just a little more money they say to themselves and it would be just fine. The truth is if one car is not enough; you can’t have a happy home, then even five cars wouldn’t do. I tell you why, your arguments would progress to who uses the Rolls Royce today, in the end, we see get rich quick schemes in the society, corruption, corruption and more corruption. Again, a husband and father keeps amassing money, sending his children to the best schools, bringing in the best nannies, buying expensive jewellery for his wife. He has no time for family, just contracts and business interest him, after a while his family complains but, his resolute answer is “common, the money is for all of us”. Finally, his family is a nightmare. His daughter becomes a whore and his two sons become gang bangers, affecting the society too, all because they lacked their father’s love and rebuke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just never enough. People have lost their lives in the pursuit, families destroyed and ultimately societal ills emanate. Would you subordinate positive values for paper and metal? Inanimate objects? There has been the mistake of wealth as having plenty of money, a very wrong ideology. Money without love equals greed and self-centeredness. Wealth on the other hand, is the harmonious creation of positive actions that would achieve each party’s dreams and aspirations. It is money, love, good health, self-control, contentment, joy and understanding, embedded in a whole. This is true wealth. If every family ensures these in their daily target praxis, there would be utmost peace and happiness, even in the society&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-3273581705199753482?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/3273581705199753482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/pulp-and-coins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/3273581705199753482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/3273581705199753482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/pulp-and-coins.html' title='JUST PULP AND COINS!'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8213693296065811591.post-3549584054446764227</id><published>2009-02-10T20:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:42:21.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IN PAIN</title><content type='html'>Hey! Whatever happened to that burning fire within? You loved everyone that came your way; never issued the label "unlovable". In every situation, you came out of the troubles of life stronger and full of excitement, ensuing negative experiences as the spring board to greater happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, all of this didn't make any sense. I mean why go through all this pain trying to ensure your value of loving-kindness, when there won't be any appreciation or reciprocation. Finally, realizing that nobody is worth being loved except you. If it was a true value in your deepest part, causing smiles in other people's heart though not visible or recognized and you knew someday, just someday, your labour of love would surely be remembered, possibly in your darkest moments, would you have abandoned this timely virtue? I don't think so. Like the saying "love conquers all", it's quite simple, there is no circumstance you pass through that can't be overcome, if you sowed the seed of love in someone you supposedly thought wasn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life story, probably you were facing physical or emotional challenges; the people you expected would pull you up, left you aloof to suffer all alone. Consequently, you became dispirited, felt abandoned, finally fell in the doldrums reaching emotional threshold. The pain kept increasing; you decided scrapping every other person off your agenda, planning on staying all by yourself. I tell you what; you'll end up in a state of loneliness and dire depression. Ultimately, the door of death opens up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that in this moving train of life, love makes all things easy? You see, even in pain the expression of love should never diminish but intimately dissipate. In cognizance, consider a woman in her prime, in all her beauty and splendour is abused physically and emotionally but, has only one thing at the back of her mind, "love is a non-negotiable principle; I must love." In this state of mind, she would never lack happiness and don't you think she would affect her oppressor in the near future? You bet. So, what's the whole essence of beating yourself up, when you could take up positive attitudes and actions that could work wonders and miracles? I call this "hedging against your future with your present nurture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you've concluded that nothing in this world can change that guy, that lady. Have you tried the entire positive actions there is? Of course not. One of the great minds once said "Never accept the negative until you have thoroughly explored the positive." Do you think you're hurt? Have you tried loving in that pain? It takes a high level of maturity, you say. Positivism is never far fetched; the problem is the resolve to remain entangled in the trap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8213693296065811591-3549584054446764227?l=jonathan-o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/feeds/3549584054446764227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-in-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/3549584054446764227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8213693296065811591/posts/default/3549584054446764227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonathan-o.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-in-pain.html' title='LOVE IN PAIN'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
