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My Mind's Chorus

While I was born in a home of no kind of visible artistic trait and my growing up in a village where everybody give in much of their time to trading and farming, I discovered lately that i am not their kind. I prefer lonely and quite place to trouble my mind and each day I got stronger to use my mind to write the world of letters.

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The Confident Woman: Start Today Living Boldly and Without Fear
Joyce Meyer, Todd Hafer
The Confident Woman: Start Today Living Boldly and Without Fear - Joyce Meyer, Todd Hafer
"For most of the world's existence, woman have not enjoyed being respected properly, nor have they enjoyed their rightful place in society. Although much of that injustice has been corrected in the western world, there are cultures in the world where women are terribly mistreated. This is tragic. -Joyce Meyer."
The Story of My Experiments With Truth - Mahatma Gandhi
""Tobacco, he argued, was the worst of all intoxicants, inasmuch as a man addicted to it was tempted to commit crimes which a drunkard never dared to do; liquor made a man mad, but tobacco clouded his intellect and made him build castles in the air-Ganhi (an autobiography) The story of my experiments with truth."

He is no better than the zombies

"Mosquitoes (zombie) do not bite to keep malice but survive"

 

 

 

 

He woke up at the dead hour of the night, vaguely remembered if he came back heavily drunk with local gin yester-night, raised his eyes brow to look at the granpa fashion clock sat down majestically at the wall corner but it seems blurry and he bothered not to press on, the alcohol was still intoxicated him!

 

Before the daylight he was visited with some zombies that took the advantages of his calamity, he was massively sucked looking like someone suffer dehydration in the morning. So many accosted him if he was okay but his replied had not been faithful enough. He shifted the blame on the mosquitoes that he senses their bite all over his body and not his careless lifestyle.

 

After some weeks he began to suffer malaria parasite that he did not took notice of the symptoms earlier enough because he was everyday under the delusion of drunkenness. He was aided to the clinic because he was too frail; the doctor diagnosed him with anemia. He struggled with the illness for weeks and eventually dies. 

 

Hmnmm….I attribute every character in that short story to a mindlessly and careless lifestyle, character like heavily drunken represent our bad attitudes towards life, (when we engage in so much alcohol that take every part of our lives we are too relax and live a lackadaisical life, our check and balance reduces to zero), and the grandpa fashion clock and blurring look is how we view our time in life, (when we give in to lackadaisical lifestyles our time are not important to us and we tend not to bother about it), until life begin to hit us hard we shift blame to the circumstances and the people around us. The consequences (diagnosis of anemia) of such lifestyle result in suffering and abject poverty.   

 

I chorus my mind.

 

Olushola Johnson