After Taste

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What’s it to you,kindred brother of many secrets

We don’t pass the spliff or rip bongs

Anymore…

While I still got air-time, let me vent a bit

About dreams I built and lost before they were consumated

Distance! Saved by the bell, cheered the man-child rid of me

I talk too much don’t I, you say yeah, but we both lying

I say what is with extra elaborating to reduce the chances of misinterpretation

Yeah sure…anything goes with the right vocabulary

I am having trouble waking up, us both

I want to wake up but I know what awaits my conscious self

The bed is empty and so should be the room

Ghosts of relations past haunt me, vivid, real,present

Outside is 2018 going about

But my haven is stuck in a time, with all that must move on

What was beautiful; What was mine

What was always; What was abandoned

Sometimes we sit together, I entertain it

But most days I just want to hide

How inadequate I must have been

Of course you disagree, that is kinda your job

The dreamer, the poet, all of me

It is taking a little longer than expected I guess

To be able to see myself through my own eyes

Time interlocks vision, sight, individuality

I guess I am just trying to be enough just as I am

Before the yoga, the ab workouts, the perfomances

I seem so far fetched, I see me but I can’t afford to get there

Much like the moon we are looking at, beautiful and whole but beyond our reach

That is how far I have to journey, punishment for loving with all I had

Funny enough, no I do not want your help

Just stop me from talking to the ghosts when you can

I would appreciate that

How sweet the day shall be

When I finally get to wake up excited about  a new day

An empty bed and an empty room, ready to be filled with the essence of my adequacy.

 

 

 

 

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Mango life

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IMG_20180114_180142Home sweet home

Completion, fulfillment! Never been more further away

I came to bury my old skin

Been shedding and emancipated quite a bit since you last shunned me

If it is any consolation I still cry alone

I just get up faster and stronger

Tales of a loner who isn’t lonely

Flew to confirm what I already knew

That home clips my wings

But I start licking my wounds on my road trip to more misadventures

I love you, for all the pain you remind of

I still love you…soaked in scents that awake the burried

I flip through old photographs

My heart just screams out to the past

“Listen, take more pictures, smile more, say more

That’s all you will leave me with, yes you leave,

Unintended, but that doesn’t comfort my fatherless childhood!”

I haven’t forgotten about you

It’s just you are who I was, not who I will be

I will come back when the storm of life settles

Just enough for our souls to see each other again.

 

 

 

Sunflower Day 2017

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  My TOPE (Tube-Of-Hope)

I first stumbled upon the Sunflower fund in 2014 after a failed blood donation left me frustrated. I do not know why but my sort of charity is primarily health related, I do what I can. There are a lot of ways to give back but I was particularly struck by the Sunflower fund’s focus on building an efficient South African Bone Marrow Registry.

Why a bone marrow registry? Well we all know that cancer has become rampant across all ages and races, one way which was found to help is bone marrow transplantation. Bone marrow transplantation and peripheral blood stem cell transplantation are procedures that restore stem cells destroyed by some types of cancer, and other blood diseases like sickle cell anaemia. The odds of finding a match are 1:100 000, so there is an urgent need to get as many people (not necessarily South Africans) as possible tested, evaluated and registered because with cancer, you honestly never know.

It takes just two test tubes of blood to become registered as a stem cell donor, but it the tissue typing of each sample at the required molecular (DNA) level currently costs The Sunflower Fund R2 000 per test. Donors are asked to make a voluntary contribution to this expense, but most of these costs are covered by The Sunflower Fund’s fundraising efforts.

Once the blood samples have been analysed, the individuals’ genetic information is then stored on the SABMR’s (South Africa Bone Marrow Registry) searchable database until the prospective donor turns 60 years old, which is the mandatory retirement age.

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#I AM HOPE

So let’s say for some reason you are unable to donate some stem cells, worry not. This is where the Sunflower Fund gets creative. For some years they have released bands and other items available for purchase usually from any Pick n Pay across the country, which goes to the fund. You can also make a direct donation on their website  http://www.sunflowerfund.org.zaThey also run school competitions to get children involved in the fight against cancer.

This year there are the Topes on sale in different colors, they are multi purpose so the whole family can join in. They can be used a sweatband, mask, scarf , etc and if you happen to be my size, you can wear it as a boob tube like I did in the featured photos.I like the I AM HOPE caption that comes on them, it appreciates the little you spend and how that is part of a bigger picture that can save a life. 15 September 2017 is Sunflower Day, save the date and look into what you can do to support an organisation set on saving as many lives as possible.

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love how I made this to work for me

Day 30

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What makes you happy?

Knowing that this post completes my 30 day blog challenge makes me happy. With other life commitments it was very difficult to keep track but here I am at the finish line.

I am working towards living a life where I give more than I receive. I want my every breathe to count for something and that line of thought alone makes me happy.

Making my few favorite people laugh also brings immeasurable joy. When it is all said and done, witnessing the little man succeed against all odds is also quite satisfying, I am a sucker for a real life happy ending.

Thank you to everyone who has been on this journey with me. Keep reading ☺

Day 28

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What is your zodiac sign and does it for your personality?

I do not believe in the horoscopes and hence I do not know which sign I am. I don’t believe it possible to truly believe in God and the horoscope. For a better break down of my beliefs please follow this link:
http://www.adventistreview.org/church-news/story4396-signs-of-the-zodiac-change-god-doesnt

Day 27

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Do you want to be famous?

No I don’t want fame. I do not believe it is as glamorous as we are led to believe. There’s nothing worse than having mush- minded individuals following your every move and passing judgement, as if they’re done and dusted in the art of life.

I want to be a remarkable poet amongst other things and if fame comes with it then so be it. But no self respecting person should seek fame. I am honestly convinced that it is quite similar to selling your soul to the devil.

Be humble , keep your head down and achieve your dreams. I’m old school like that.

Day 26

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If you could rid the world of one thing what would it be?

It has to be selfishness. People say there’s a good kind of selfishness, I beg to differ. The only reason people feel justified in putting themselves first is because they’re surrounded by people who are in turn selfish, hence they find themselves drained and empty inside. The whole ‘do you’ movement came to life to save people from a selfish and inconsiderate society that will always try to bring you down, regardless of how little they know about your struggle.

So if I had the blessing of the power to rid the world of something, selfishness would be key. There wouldn’t be hippies because it’d now be a norm for people to respect the environment and other people’s energies.

There wouldn’t be glorified humanitarians because we would all think of the next person, before dumping a baby, using tax payers money for personal use, dropping a bomb or starting a war. Once you remove selfishness and substitute it with respect, I believe the world would be better, almost of an utopian state that we can only dream about.

Day 25

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The last dream you remember:

It was last night actually. My colleague had come back to work, he just recently survived a hectic accident, so I was really happy and got him a cookie from my favorite bakery, Charly’s bakery. That’s about it. I’m glad my colleague is recovering and maybe this dream is a sign that I’m going to see him soon.

Day 24

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Write about your worst injury:

I think I was about 6 at the time and I couldn’t ride a bike yet. Whenever he was feeling generous, my brother would let me pull a wheelie. I used to always think of it as an adventure until one day I got too excited and my foot got stuck in the spokes of the back wheel.

I still haven’t felt anything nearly as painful as that injury. It was excruciating to say the least, but I did get the best treatment to compensate. Believe it or not, I remember it fondly now because I got my favorite cereal and all.

Day 23

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Letter to your future self:

Dear Chimbandi

There better be a few titles in front of your name by now, talk about pressure from your past.

Be you but whatever happens, no matter how much you do not like me, do not forget where you came from. You wouldn’t be where you are or as wise as you are without my mistakes.

Forgive but do not forget. If you’re different from who I imagined myself to be then it’s quite alright. I don’t mind as long as you’re happy. Change is the only constant we have and if you’ve adapted to the changes in your life, keep your chin up and make sure you’re happy.

I love you already.