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Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Contemplation on the Odu Odi Ogbe

They call me ishmael
and I am on a quest to find the sea
This is my story
A story of the ages
upon which dynasties will rise and fall
Yet my only wish
is that the knowledge of my quest
be left for those who are also
seekers of truth
As with many stories
this one begins humbly
filled with questions and hope
As with all stories
this one ends silently
filled with more questions than answers
It is the tale of my quest
to find an oasis
in a world beset by drought
and filled with desert
in every direction
There is however, no need to tell every tale
I have none that has not already been told
What I will leave you with is this
It is out there
and eventually
everyone finds themselves
on the ocean of eternity
sailing through the universe
The journey through the desert
is just the beginning of a tale
that never ends
I am the breeze that whispers in your ear
I am the collective unconscious
I am you
I am
alive
They call me ishmael
I am on a quest to find the sea
This is my story

Friday, April 24, 2015

Contemplation on the Odu Ogunda Irosun

Pick yourself up off the floor
or end up soiled and grey
drowning in the puddles of emotion
that are squeezed from your body
as passers by step all over you
Pick yourself up I said
because, while it's nice to think
someone will come and offer a ladder
chances are
they won't
and even if they do
it's still up to you
to climb the ladder
one by one
or
two by two
Pick
your
self
up
because opportunity is best viewed
when soaring like a hawk
and impossible to see
in the one dimensional world
you now find yourself in