COME RAIN: The Eccentric

COME RAIN: The Eccentric: Remember those days when politics was for the feared persuasive men with many words the mind couldn't count so sweet and tasteful th...

The Eccentric



Remember those days when politics was for the feared
persuasive men with many words the mind couldn't count
so sweet and tasteful the heart yearned  for more
those were the days when words meant what they mean
character and dignity the traits of successful men
i was there , i saw them and i heard them
the words that lived to define destiny.

he left for the city on a Tuesday
on a trail of promises he bid goodbye
blinded with joy he counted all his luck
to her ears it was sweet  music  to hear
flashy finger and a tummy not afraid of birth
in her mind she lost her maiden name
and built a feature
remember me when you count the stars
put me in a place so high the tides can't reach
a whole hearted blessing given out for free

welcome to the city of lights
where eagles sore into the blue skies
searching for diamonds and in the wild night
birds clatter and sing for joy
sipping on cheap wine to kill the time
thigh roll to the highest bidder of the night
in a moment we are all lost in space
caught up in an adventure we die to tell

i am a drifter so lost at sea
like a pebble i roll with the flow
with  memories  to keep and some to lose
to a future predestined by dead souls
they were us now we are them!



My therapy.......be good to yourself

Sunday morning light by Loki Lord Lugen https://api.jam-community.com/song/detail/f14d8682-4137-11e8-babf-02fe9cf35e65

When boredom kicks in

my turn by Loki Lord Lugen https://api.jam-community.com/song/detail/c558283a-409e-11e8-babf-02fe9cf35e65

On this very moment, a heart is broken

Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest
My heart is ticking with ache
Following tracks long beaten and done
Of what used to be and now is.....a memory
Time, you were a friend ticking into reality
Never failing to carry dreams in to the future
Never failing to carry scars of long fought battles
The dreams I shared are a blurry childish song
Making no sense to the thoughts  I had

Silence you are a  friend of destitution
Your folks don't pay a cent for accommodation
Yet you build man to perfection
Heroes and soldiers are perfected
The good and the evil bask in your fort
Some for glory and some for shame
Tell me of a place where I can go to mend my heart
Tell me of a place where I can rise again
Where I can learn to fly with the birds
To be the bringer of good words
Spreading love and hope to the unfortunate
And teach  the hopeless to tolerate

We are instruments working against time
In a web of lies and promises that never work If only we had learned to forgive and trust
This song would have been heard in brothels
When repentance is knocking down doors

Dear friend

All I ever wanted was to know you
To fill this empty space I feel inside of me
To be there when I needed a shoulder
But I was wrong things have turned around
Look at where we are now
Helpless and broke without each other

Say I was wrong to lead you on
Blame it all on me,
I admit i never stood a chance

Wings of love come and take me
Throw me to places I only dream of
Into the arms of my lover
Teach me to surrender and love again
Oh heart of mine why worry
If there is something just let me know

Say I was wrong to lead you on
Blame it all on me
I admit i never stood a chance

We live on borrowed time
Hurting we keep moving on
Far away following our hearts
Leaving everything behind in a haste
Only to come back hurt the more
We are fools never ready to learn

Say I was wrong to lead you on
Blame it all on us
We never stood a chance at all.

Walk like you are meant to

Now that we have received from him the understanding of the light, let us walk like those who see where they are going. We walk with him by faith fully knowing that he has won the war for us. Little children don't be deceived by evil men speaking of greater promises that they themselves cannot enjoy. They have heard about Christ but it what they are teaching is for their own benefit.

The Lord will exalt you if you humble yourself. You have already been warned of these people by revelation. The holy spirit that works in us everyday has revealed this things to us but because of our constant lacking in communication with God we fail to discern these deceiving spirits. Wishing someone to die to a live audience should raise a few eye browsers. Vengeance is of the Lord. It is also written that you shall forgive your brother more than a thousand times. Where there is anger and war the things of the carnal are manifested.

God bless us in our everyday life. I pray that these things be revealed to all who are lost. Remember..in the last days many will be lost because of lack of understanding...They have ears to hear but they cannot understand. They have eyes to see but they choose to be blind.

Why do you have to sacrifice your life for pride? With God the things which are of little stature are important. We all have been given free will....all things are permissible but not all are useful.

Heed no leader

As I stood by the platform in silence

Words rolling in and ideas crushing in

I hold my breath and fight for control

A surge of emotions just blinded my mind

Tearing and gnawing my conscience

It's an everyday disorder, edged in my being

Like asthma it chokes my thinking

Switch of my mind while I contemplate

And drive me to unknown deserts

Where vultures devour and bury cultures

I am on to the platform of ideas

The mind reader and the soul bender

A system of design by a cunning man

Of manipulations and distortions

Of illusions and confusions

Contagious but tasteful to the eye

Because we are animals caught up

Tormented by the desire for survival

Our rivalry is in black and white

Supremacy sugar coated in democracy

Bodies keep falling while we're sleeping

The denomination of spirits in disguise

The lure has paid off in grunting

We are mind slaves of the system

Living in confusion past reality

Desiring to live in parallel dimensions

All we ever had was fear and anxiety

Hushed tones what good is that

Burning in anger and hate

The enemy dine while you combust

Buried in pounds of shame you

disgust Yours is a banned derogatory story

Stashed and blended with secrets

Preacher preach and let the bible burn

Sell a hope and bill it to hell

Congregate and put fire to the gate

Counting dollars and selling the honour

We rolling in sin of self condemnation

Praying in tongues of the geat deception

We are fire in hole, burning in oblivion

© KELEBOGIiLE 2018

Beware

Many evil men have gone in to the world to lead many innocent souls astray. With their sensual demonic knowledge they have bound  unsuspecting souls deep into the belly of hell for the devil to sodomize.

The best thing to ever come out of these tricksters is their ability to get large numbers of people to follow them  to uknown imaginary kingdoms only beknown  to themselves where they  to swindle and rape their followers.
 Many follow out of curiosity, good health, relationships issues, wealth...the list goes on. They fall victims to these men unaware of the games that are being played on them. When one of these major prophets was asked why he had more followers in a different country as compared to his native country he simply pointed out that the hosts, who attended his church in large numbers were looking for miracles. Pathetic. I felt sorry. If it has happened to so and so it does not mean it is going to happen to the next Tom and Jerry. Scrutinize... How much do you know about that person?. What is something that was bound to happen? Why do I have to believe everything that is said by a mere man like me? Do I have to admit that my mind is less superior than theirs? What do they know? Try some of these assessment questions and you will realise that the world is a grand stage and we are all actors.
  They talk of love compassion forgiveness, humility and all of those sugar coated words but deep inside they are just pit latrines...nothing good can come out of them except lies. They sell bibles...does this mean that those of us who do not have enough money will never see the promised  land? They sell holy water...how many hospitals do you know off, the number of patients  laying in pains just to see a doctor? It is a mockery! On your television sets they appear as mighty men , expensive suits , houses and cars but they do not have the heart feed an orphan. When it is their turn they invite the television and the radio to make you look desperate. Why can't we read through these con artists and expose them? In the end they make you to start doubting your faith. You become hollow and in trying to feel up that space, dear one you will choke on their senile puke. Promises and false testimonies orchestrated by their lap dogs. Fake men walking on water on and  air. They are tricksters yearning to be magicians.
 The confused people flock to their sermons hoping to somehow receive  a miracle. Many are duped into parting away with their hard earned money not realising that they are gambling with their fortune. Bible verse are qouted in such a way that the hypnotised patient just believes in everything  being said without application of common sense.

 To these men and women it is an opportunity to cash in while the sun is still shining. The question that always comes to mind when situations like these arise is to what levels can religion be trusted by people? We are always hearing of suicide bombers killing innocent people, death threats are made by prominent prophets which oddly their followers do not frown upon but instead scream hallelujah from the top of their voices glorifying their revered leader.
There is no control on how people are treated or what kind of doctrines is being fed into their minds.
Religion is a control tool ,control means power, power means opportunity. No human being doesn't want to succed in their lives. We all want some peace of mind. Religion ,leaders have been good in keeping societies together. By so doing they have been able to control masses into believing that everything have to be done only by their full permission. Still doubting...they built schools to programmed  and make it like one have to be at school to succeed in life which in actual fact was a waste of time to most. School dropouts are the worst when it comes to being stressed. Why ? Because they believed.  Back then there was what was commonly known as initiation. Men who did not go through the process were not recognised.Truth is, the world is a jungle and we have all been set here to survive.  We must have our set of rules. It is only the strongest who survives. America built the best guns in the world , managed to unite states and form a formidable army, then go around taking whatever they want from the weaker nations. Those that complain are sanctioned until they fall in line. Allies are made and the whole world is in order. How did they manage to do that? It is because they have strong people amongst them, men and women who understand that the strongest nations always survive. If you are already blinded by sweet words don't get offended.

For a prescription to be noted as working it must seem to cure the ailment it has been administered to. They saw the opportunity and they struck. Witchcraft will always be floating in each and every head of a person who have heard about the technology that is used there and the results on those who through bad luck have met the wrath of the witch or the wizard. The devil will always be roaring around looking for souls to devour. Demons will always be on the frontline. All of these things if used correctly can convince an unstable soul. Since most of these entities are somehow connected with spirituality

Mind you Africans are rooted in spirituality and it has been programmed into their mindset. Before Christianity people believed in the power of their ancestors. One was taught at a younger age to respect and honor them as they were the spiritual guides from the other side. Ceremonies, rituals were the order of life. Cows were slaughtered, traditional beer brewed  in order to appease the spirits. Thse kind of ceremonies were done as a way of thanksgiving either for the harvest or for forgiveness when the spirits were wronged. It was a well organized custom that went on without skipping somebody's mind and as such, it was entrenched in their minds.

With civilization , access to  newspapers, magazines, television and of course the internet, many have copied and followed traits that they feel are suiting their lifestyles. But with time there comes a time when one is challenged to the core. Alternatives are tried both traditional and modern. If all tend to fail there is always a second plan, a plan that  normally opens doors to a variety of options. It is through here that we find ourselves seeking a higher power to intervene.

Choose wisely
Don't believe everything
Don't judge yourself
Know that you are blessed

When prayer becomes a mantra

 Mantra is used to describe any thoughts, utterances, songs, or other sequences of words or sounds that are supposed to envoke  some  spiritual efficacy or magical powers. A mantra is defined as “a tool of the mind that has a spiritual effect on a person’s will or emotional state of being.” A mantra can be a religious or sacred prayer or chant, but it can also be a spell or supernatural weapon.

Mantra is a Sanskrit word that consists of two parts: the root word man, which relates to thought, and the suffix -tra, which refers to tools or instruments. The word literally means “a tool of the mind” or “instrument of thought.” A mantra is  an instrument of the mind. A mantra has a numinous effect, that is, the recitation of the mantra creates a spiritual feeling in the practitioner.

The literal Chinese translation of the word mantra is “true words.” The idea is that truth has power. When one speaks something true, it is thought to help bring that truth into existence in a practical way. Many self-help books and gurus will suggest the repetition of mantras as a way to accept truths. For example, an overly conscientious person whose people-pleasing tendencies are causing her to ignore her own needs might repeat something like “I am not responsible for making other people happy.” By repeating such a statement, the mind can convince itself to accept the idea, leading to a change in behavior. A mantra can obviously be adjusted to fit a person’s culture, personal needs, and system of belief.

One problem with mantras is that their effect is only as good as the idea they express. Repetition does not equate to truth-telling. Repeat a lie often enough, and we begin to accept it as true. A person might choose the mantra “I know I can fly,” but repeating it won’t make much of a difference, no matter how much he flaps his arms, given the laws of gravity and aerodynamics.

The Bible does not support the idea that, by finding the right combination of words or musical tones, a person can create spiritual peace. Peace comes through faith in prayer (see Philippians 4:6–7). Also, Jesus strongly warned us against mantra-like chanting: “When you are praying, do not use meaningless repetition as the Gentiles do” (Matthew 6:7). Christians are advised to dwell on good, noble, beautiful things (Philippians 4:8), and the source of those things is God Himself. The mind that is fixed on God’s Spirit is a mind at peace (Romans 8:6; Isaiah 26:

COME RAIN: The Eccentric

COME RAIN: The Eccentric : Remember those days when politics was for the feared persuasive men with many words the mind couldn't count ...