27 Tuesday Jun 2017
I’m not just a name, or an obscure figure; I am like the darkness of the sky, With skelfs of fires, Making them bright, at least they try. I’m the words that string up, The stories in my favourite books; Quotes that stir up, My soul, to every nook. I’m the lyrics of […]
26 Monday Jun 2017
Glowing rain. Striking window’s pane to reach open souls. Stirring puddles, filled holes. Showering my being in steady down pours. Water’s dive forming shapes to encompass. Let it overflow. Reaching feet that need to quench thirst. Drops sink or float on skin. Touch me and be mine. Sweet sounds of calming waters. Poetry.
13 Tuesday Jun 2017
06 Saturday May 2017
As soon as the southwest monsoon flows over the air there was an occurrence of a vague loneliness I cannot explain. The moisture-laden wind carries with it a painful sensation I do not even want to go back to. The climax of the summer heat is almost over and the season was telling me June […]
via What to Do In Times of Vulnerability (4 min read) — Millionaire’s Digest
22 Wednesday Feb 2017
19 Sunday Feb 2017
1. Avoid making decisions that result in immediate rewards. In order to make the right choices for your future self, you must place additional value on perceived rewards. Intentionally making decisions that benefit long-term rewards will provide you with a positive feeling and a brighter outlook for the future. Read: 3 Ways to Find Inspiration
via 4 Ways to Self-Motivate yourself Every Day (1 min read) — Millionaire’s Digest
05 Sunday Feb 2017
Written by Jacob Ibrag There used to be a world that lived in my mind which I used to visit when I’d close my eyes. As the months gave birth to years, it became increasingly harder to remember how to get there. Upon the final day of my arrival, all that was left were tired trees […]
26 Thursday Jan 2017
Sometimes I think the world has forgotten about me and my surroundings including my family tree Sometimes I feel trapped nowhere to run to the feeling of despair ripping my heart mind body and soul. Sometimes I blame myself for my awkward nature, my shy and timid being inhibits my ability to relate to the […]
31 Saturday Dec 2016
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Christianity, Europe, Fiction, Hillary, Islam, literature, Michelle, Satire, Tags: Obama, Teens, yasniger, Young Adult
Another must read in the New Year
(OUT NOW ON PRE-ORDER)
Release Date: 20th January, 2017
As change comes to the free world and the saying isn’t any longer ‘Yes we can’, here is the one book that tells it all, finally.
For most people, life is not about grasping a meaning but making a meaningful contribution. For some, life is a race against time they set out to win and not learn from, until they know better.
Time is always in a race and Obama had set out to win. He had a mother in Anna that had set the pace and a mate in Michelle that kept up. He had a history laced in Islam that threatened to hold him back and a name that didn’t sound credible in a land that should know better.
He and Michelle took on a journey through limited time and chartered space, in an untrusting period that needed more of reaction than untested ideas. Through the maze of world politics and diverse personalities who do not want to change their spots, the couple learned their failures are also victories.
Their romance with history taught them timeless lessons that come with quite demanding price tags. They made the sort of friends that looked like enemies, in their struggle to realize an increasingly vague dream that looked attainable until their search inevitably was exhausted.
They return home like they never left, like they never started their life changing journey. The world appears as unchanged as they met it and looks to be worse off but shrouded in personal victories as their complete opposites take a turn.
Obama
Student of Time
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Genres: Satire, Teen & Young Adult, Literature & Fiction
16 Friday Dec 2016
Rows of coffins erected semetrically…. this is where peace comes to die. Names etched in small plaques have been hung carelessly… the dead must be identified. Festering corpses… hollow shells of men whistle as the wind blows through cavities where dreams once dwelled. The world beyond these gates is bright and unmoved by what happens […]
