What is life all about? for the money or for the power? for superiority or claiming am the man in charge? They call it a race, I call it a rat race of futility.. They say live and live no more, why live when apparently I will live no more? Why struggle for power when I will give up all someday? Why bring to life, when the living are not sure of the next moment? Why attempt
I'd I Knew It Was My Last Moment??
Giving-up The Ghost With-out Apology
Just when I thought I was going to celebrate my examination success with my family after leaving the hall to a bar joint the EleHouse at the University, was the great bad news I never anticipated, nor bargain at the market place or foresaw in the darkest blues of a cold night.....
It was my final exams for the first semester academic session as a Postgraduate student, a paper we all dread with great fear and wink of sight. We've all prepared hard with countless hours and sleepless night, countless energy drinks have gone down our bellies, our
A Simple Lesson: Doing The Right Thing At The Right Time!
You don't need to Pray at this moment Praying Mantis, You need to flee. Holiness is No Substitute for Wisdom! The Spirit of Discernment is what We need most times and always. Pray to God to grant You the Spirit of Discernment! This is all that counts, doing the right things at the right time... Happy Season celebration and thanks for taking time in reading my blog-site thus far. Take necessary steps to apply what you've learnt so far.. Follow me on twitter @pethianopeters
The Power of the Mind
Once upon a time in a village
where men, women, and children died of a deadly plague, and the only solution
to their predicament was hidden in a far away cave of no traceable path. The
best warriors where sent in search for the cure, but none returned alive,
because aimlessly they wandered until they where sapped of their strengths, to the
point of death. It latter dawn on the villagers that, in tracing this cave, and
ensuring a successful return of their warriors, poles should be erected with
burning bush lamps, as directional signs, and guide.
My Beloved Sister's Public Nude!
My Beloved Sister's Public Nude!
In the late sixties and
seventies, I tried as much as possible to see through the barriers and
obstacles pretty tough it was. In this era, it was quite difficult to tell the
shape of these elements whose extracts were products of ready-made materials,
based on their mode of covering. It became a point of concern for some persons
whose interest beamed in this direction- feeding their eyes at low or no cost.
Is Sex The Basis ?
Is Sex The Basis
She called, excited and thrilled I was because the meal presenting itself as never been tasted before. Basically, on this course, I used the best grammatical expression to drive home my point. This time I must get to the border line of ecstasy to bring joy to my body. My little judges – my body cells send neuronal signals to my brain in excitatory preparedness ahead of a long anticipate match of which a victory is guarantee. On this particular adventurous move my entire body quivers in excitement like a dog rubbed on his forehead.
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