Some days can be so glommy and sad. Have you ever had a day where all you think about are the vital things that you don’t have? You think about an achievement that looks impossible. The backwardness of your education, career or even your health. You might start wondering about the uncertainties of the future. What does it hold for me? How am i going to survive in this hostile world where everyone is after oneself?
Wow!!! Today is my birthday and honestly, am not too excited like i expect. I’ve got a lot of birthday wishes from my Facebook friends and calls from my strange admirers. But I’ve got none from my best friend nor my dad. Could they have forgotten?
Clash of Kings is an online multiplayer game that allows players to play as Lord over an empire. They can join an alliance or join an already existing one to get protection and wage war against their enemies. One of the amazing feature this game has is the interactive platform where players all around the world chat with each other; and that makes it even more hard to stop.
Even when the world seem to be at a standstill. When time itself seems freezed with all of nature lying dormant. It becomes the only force whose effect is felt even at the unlikeliest of all places. It keeps rolling away like a log from a mount. Soaring like a dauntless eagle; circling round it’s orbit with no care of the mortals she governs.
Because of our insufficiency, poor background and conditions, we have intentionally wear a disguise mask that we feel fits into the society. Funny enough, we claim to be something we aren’t, brag about an achievement that seems miles away and surprisedly, such can be achieved if ACTION is put to place. Instead, we usually see such as a fragment that can only serve well as a camouflage – a vital piece that can’t be reached.
I woke up this morning feeling so tired and sluggish; doubtlessly because i slept late the previous night. What contrived this morning a sad one was the barking of my neighbour’s dog, Jimmy.
Love have been given a lot of names by sons of men. It has spun the mortal mind because comprehension is out of reach and it’s application unknown. Love is the fabric of the world. The throne upon which sat the universe and the most powerful magic of all which has proved mystery to mystic gods.
Church is almost on every street, appearing whole and innocent like a lamb recently brought to the world. To an ignorant onlooker, they are ordained and approved by God, but when an in dept observer takes the wheel, confusion becomes inevitable cause within these ‘end time churches’ lies contradictory beliefs, doctrines and strange ways of worship that i cannot comprehend.
The buzzing effect of my phone was the trigger of my awakening as i looked at it’s screen, to ascertain the mortal that have choosed to disrupt my dream of other side of existence. My mood changed to that of excitement when i saw ‘Precious Humphery’ on the screen as i arose hastily.
I ran and ran, away from the phonebooth, away from the world. My existence is probably a mistake and the only thought on my weary mind was suicide. Tears was building up with great exaction and i could feel it boil without mercy, without care of the vessel that houses it.