rants of an IT fly girl

I started the morning on a bit of a low note... some struggles are real, Thank God for Jesus and the Holy Spirit As the day set on, i grew a whole lot more better Listened to a couple of podcasts from Joseph Prince, there is healing in telling yourself over and over 'God loves me' Here is the part the Holy Spirit plays, He brings to your memory God's goodness events in your life and your spirit rests in believing God loves you.... But guilt..... - that was the genesis of the low note start to my day Today was a good day. It's October 14, today my grandpa would have been 90years old wow tho that's a grand age. Still I am grateful I got to doodle on a wall in front of a couple of people today... I was unsure but as soon as I got into character all that fear got drawn away *pun intended A couple days ago I ordered a salad from So Fresh neighbourhood market...o well i was an unhappy customer...still am but I have been softened by one of their parfaits. One ...

The black african man - He must be forced to live as the Master dictates. He cannot function properly as society requires so he must be a slave. Education, no he must forget his language and speak the Master's own language. After all the black african man is a barbarian and has no manners. The black african man, like every animal to placed at home must be tamed. To what good has that been? I am sitting at home as Nigeria celebrates her independence day in the thick midst of generator fumes and noise amongst other issues.  Woe betide my neighbour's generator for the loud noise it makes. Today my real heroes are those who truly sacrificed their lives to govern their nation so that everyone in the nation can prosper. When everyone prospers, the nation then prospers. My real heroes are those who placed everyone in the nation's needs before theirs. They told theMaster that the black african man can work together, the black african man can reason together, the black afric...

I fell down I fell down cause there was water on the floor there was water on the floor cause i didn't clean the water up after the rain i was just tired and pushed it 'till later' then i fell, nursing the pain on my bed doing up a logo for a friend... i hurt my knees tho I'm listening to Ed Sheeran's thinking out loud, before that was the pogues love you till the end, before that was watching Love and Basketball... So much on my mind... Life has it's moments I''m in the place where i feel stupid for doing something that should never have been done in the first place. Then there is the war of the head and the heart over another issue, then there is simply being an employee in the current nigerian economy. Jesus be a shield, Lord be good to me

so i have just completed my first 24 hours stretch working on some illustrations I don't feel tired but my voice has gone completely deep got a cup of ovaltine to send me to bed... it has been real. I have youtube keeping me company, hence the title of my post, the Olmeca Tequila ad just came up Anyone watched the olympics? Me being the sports fan watched a couple of games then i 2 weeks ago i got tied into the illustrations i have been working on and life happened too I love you Brasil regardless of bad press and other nonsense but somehow I kept going back to Beijing...this time it is for real, I promise myself to be in Japan come 2020 I will be team Naruto there too Here's to tonight's rain..., this morning's rain, my laptop battery at 5%, the cool ting that is Wacom and a great week ahead... smooches

I am so excited, yes you know how i went on about being in Brazil this season... well i am so far from Brazil as I type. To be honest being a Nigerian in Lagos at this moment and these olympic tales have been *sigh* chaos, being a Brazilian in Brazil now sounds like even more chaos. I say this as the honorary brazilian i like to think i am :) tales of strandedness and the lack of proper planning, tales of teargas and demonstrations *sigh* again zapping all that olympics happiness i tell you... I am still excited... glad for the 'dream time' - landed, played and succeeded... opening ceremony in a few... I still think Beijing's was a thrill, loved London 2012, and honestly twas a good time to be in London lemme go back to London 2012, cancelled trains, alternative bus routes, construction woes... and then the olympics and then after the olympics and things just went by O Brasilia, please make this work, obrigado! here's to an amazing games season, to joys...

When you take a moment to think about life in general, it feels like your heart is about to lift mount Everest! You may think in parts, the weight is still err weighty Life is bitter sweet sometimes, totally sweet sometimes, wholesomely bitter sometimes too. This issue of killing people - Black, Dark skin, of African heritage didn't begin today, or even in this century. The rot goes a long long way and the fact that society has unashamedly pushed down this race/class of people has made it even worse off. My heart goes out to families who have been thrown into deep dark mourning because of trigger happy men. They need divine comfort When did Black lives stop mattering that people need to be reminded now that Black lives matter? This is heavy... The other day at Taruwa, M.I said there is an agenda against black people, i began to ponder on why he said so... current events hav pushed these thots i am penning down The slave Era preached these messages 1. Black, Dark sk...

I went to the harbour town of Portsmouth about 2 weeks ago. It dawned on me that I'd love to travel the world in 80 days. You know see the sunrise in Bolivia and the sun set in Georgia Europe. Get beaten by the heavy rains in Abidjan, snowed in in Alaska. See butterflies in Vancouver, smell perfumes in Marrakech street markets, speak with a random fellow aircraft passenger... The list goes on... In Portsmouth, I spoke briefly with a couple who gave me an unpaid history of the Jutland battle while we stood on the queue at the 100th year anniversary opening event. I wandered briefly around the town and Emily led me thru to Cascades shopping centre. I loved the Sherlock Holmes exhibition best. I love the life of the adventurer not because I am restless, but because life's too short to experience the world from just a little part of it. Ps: I found that book in a bookshop kinda opposite Greenwich station Ps again: travel my friends, there is a reason the ear...