6th Sense

There is a maze in the mind of the monster living in a paradise-desert with devilish evils the human mind can’t comprehend. It is a vast cauldron of corridors filled with ditches and dead-ends intersecting with pathways a thousand miles long and as wide as the eye can see. It is a maze that only... Continue Reading →

Walking Hands

The longer you live the more mistakes you make and eventually, if you're not careful they catch up with you. I wish the younger me from a few hours ago had an epiphany of this nature. Life has a way of sucking out all the joy from you and at what cost? Your happiness? Happiness... Continue Reading →

Deadly Sleeps

Rolling around in a deep deep sleep... Tempted to touch I feel a wicked cold streak, Down my spine I shutter with fear! Am I awake, I hear a beast in my ear. Tossing and turning; I yelp! Frantically panting for breath; I scream for help. Sweating like a mule. I suddenly feel like a... Continue Reading →

Who are you

Our lips are thick, our noses broad, Our hair is nappy; we are black. And we are beautiful. We are tall, We are large and broad. Our feet stamp with authority that sets us apart. We are dark and we are light. I am within this mighty tribe; A sleeping beast with what they think... Continue Reading →

Of Poems and Song

No sleep all week in my room. Doing things you wouldn’t care for, thinking of the broom. Sweeping girls off their feet, I wish I was rich, But my songs are in a ditch. I better switch! Off or on!? Life is a trip, But I’m going to let it rip. No conscious, no confusion:... Continue Reading →

Of the Unknown Unknown

There are things we do not know we don’t know...I love and hate this phrase for very obvious reasons. Basically, this goes beyond the fear of the unknown towards the fear of the unknown unknown (unexpected or unforeseeable conditions). What we believe shapes who we are; belief can bring us salvation or destruction. Peace is... Continue Reading →

That Morning

The overwhelmingly dense aromatics rushed through his nostrils. Tears would soon follow. He never liked chopping onions; he did enjoy eating them though. His hands were rather large and maneuvering a slippery oval-like vegetable tested his balance and coordination. This is a sharp knife and a rebellious vegetable we’re talking about here. He liked his omelette... Continue Reading →

Conversations: Heads against the wall

Rudi na Katawa had been at each other's throats for the better part of 3 weeks now. It was about to reach boiling point and Rudi knew he would have to pull something out of his arse if he wanted to keep his soon to be wife and girlfriend of 7 years. Katawa was a... Continue Reading →

Blood Scented Flower

I’ve been swerving of late. Strained my back recently and I’ve never felt a bodily pain this bad before. And to put your racing minds at ease, I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary; not even hanky-panky – I’m content with not seeing much of that either. I think this is when you’ve gone... Continue Reading →

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