Sometimes I Dream of Her

Sometimes I dream of her.

I dream that we are talking at home,

At an event or discussing an issue like couples do.

It has happened more than a couple of times.

Last night, I dreamed that we arrived home from town 

And she received a bad news – 

Someone she knew had died.

She began to cry but I comforted her. Told her not to worry.

I wiped her tears.

When we first met we were like 

Aliens who knew eachother on

Another planet before meeting on planet earth.

But that was three years ago.

She chose material wealth over peace and happiness.

So why am I still dreaming of her?

What is my soul trying to tell me?

What’s Your Story?

I sat across a table from her.

A table with a glossy black surface.

We sat facing eachother and

There was a bottle of sparkling wine.

“Do you take alcohol?” She asked.

“No,” I replied.

“Do you smoke?” Definitely not. 

I replied again.

“You are handsome, intelligent and 

charming,” she said. 

So why are you single?

I was confused.

(is it a date or a counselling session?)

But I think it was a compliment.

“So what’s your story?” Tell me.

“It’s a very long story.” I replied.

“Tell me. I want to hear it.”

“It will take years.” I replied again.

“I still want to hear,” she insisted.

At this point there were many 

Voices in my head:

It’s a story of tragedy, pain, despair 

But also triumph, joy and hope.

It was bad but also good.

Where do I begin? Which part of the

Story do I tell and which part do 

I omit? I like her.

I don’t want to lose her.

So I poured a drink in both glasses

Raised my glass and said 

“Let’s drink, let’s get wasted.” 

She is a mind reader.

After a sip, she said “you don’t have

To worry. I know your story.

It’s not that bad.”

Homeward

Our worst fear is not that

We might be disappointed.

But that our souls might find

A home in other souls.

Immortal Love

You and I, our love is immortal.

You have no idea how much

I want to look into those dark

Iris of yours and kiss you

Gently on the lips.

When two real “selves” are in love

They become immortal and 

Everything else is secondary.

Yes you and I,

Our love is immortal.

God Strikes an Evil World

“Once, on being asked by the Pharisees when the kingdom of God would come, Jesus replied, “The coming of the kingdom of God is not something that can be observed, nor will people say, ‘Here it is,’ or ‘There it is,’ because the kingdom of God is in your midst.”

Then he said to his disciples, “The time is coming when you will long to see one of the days of the Son of Man, but you will not see it. People will tell you, ‘There he is!’ or ‘Here he is!’ Do not go running off after them. For the Son of Man in his day will be like the lightning, which flashes and lights up the sky from one end to the other. But first he must suffer many things and be rejected by this generation.”

“Just as it was in the days of Noah, so also will it be in the days of the Son of Man. People were eating, drinking, marrying and being given in marriage up to the day Noah entered the ark. Then the flood came and destroyed them all.”

“It was the same in the days of Lot. People were eating and drinking, buying and selling, planting and building. But the day Lot left Sodom, fire and sulfur rained down from heaven and destroyed them all.”

“It will be just like this on the day the Son of Man is revealed. On that day no one who is on the housetop, with possessions inside, should go down to get them. Likewise, no one in the field should go back for anything. Remember Lot’s wife! Whoever tries to keep their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life will preserve it.”

“I tell you, on that night two people will be in one bed; one will be taken and the other left. Two women will be grinding grain together; one will be taken and the other left.”
“Where, Lord?” they asked.
He replied, “Where there is a dead body, there the vultures will gather.”

— Luke 17:20 -37  NIV

I nearly died of CO poisoning

This year has been difficult for me. This is because I left my job at the university, suffered carbon monoxide (CO) poisoning and lost all my investments. I don’t normally talk about challenges in my life. But for the first time in eight years I have decided to blog about my misfortune which occured in June this year and is still affecting me.

When I left my job I started a school where I offered ICT programmes for the youth. I put all my investment into the school. My office was in the heart of Accra and little did I know there was a gas station with a silent generator plant right behind my office window. I was unknowingly breathing in CO about eight hours a day. Then I started experiencing headaches, shortness of breath, severe weakness and was rushed to the hospital on the sixth day. I received oxygen treatments. 

I have closed down the school and haven’t worked since and have moved to the outskirts. Luckily lessons had not actually started so no student suffered the effect of CO. My investment in the office rental, equipments, advertisements etc. is all gone. But I’m glad I have my life back.

CO poisoning makes you feel like your heart is about to fall out of your chest especially when you crouch. CO is a colorless, odorless, tasteless gas which makes it very difficult to detect by the senses. I didn’t suffer any permanent tissue damages otherwise it would have been very bad for me. One of my American friends says in the U.S. the gas station will be made to pay my medical bills and compensate me for all my losses but that rarely happens in Ghana. 

Since I left the hospital and came home, I have not been able to recuperate my losses. As the year gradually comes to an end I have become very depressed. 

Wavering Dispositions

There are two conflicting reasons, presumably, why dispositions waver:

Fear: The fear that you might not get what you want and the fear that you might get what you want.

Tears: Tears of sorrow and tears of joy or pain on one side and joy on another.

Anger: Anger at the world and anger at yourself.

Love: Real love, unreal love and unrequited love.

Progress: Progress of the true self (hidden among other selves) and competition from the other selves.

Peace: Inner peace against outer conflict or vice versa.

In this way the soul becomes a bungee, pulled in opposite directions, thus making the individual temporarily confused, spiritually wearied, not knowing which way to go. But all this is normal and temporary. This only happens to one whose consciousness is self-healing and reconstructive.

The key to healing is to keep company with people who love you, who truly care about you and who help bring out the best in you.

Invidia

There was no woman so

Perfect in his eyes than her.

And there was no man so perfect

In her eyes than him.

And it came to pass that his 

Soul was glued to hers.

They loved eachother with

A love so pure.

The moon and the stars sang 

A chorus to their love.

So that half the angels in heaven

And half the demons in hell

Envied them.

We are all victims of love

Are far as love is concerned

We are all victims.

In love’s presence we are 

All powerless – subdued.

I want to be a victim of love.

In fact, I kind of demand it.