Tuesday, November 20, 2007


I read Jaybabe's blog post and said to myself "You didn't have it this bad, but you stopped waiting and moved on... alone"

We've all been through one form of struggle or the other, and to us they weigh just as much as other people's regardless of the magnitude and/or the situation.

As the popular saying goes: God bless the child that can hold its own...

I run a life where all I have is my instinct and my dream. Nothing else. I am a dreamer, and I try to use my dream to carve out my what you would refer to as reality. And once my reality doesn't not fill the same space that my dream occupies, I move into the OR. Time for some serious surgery. And somewhere during the surgery procedure, I cut of cells that I instinctively see preventing growth. The process hurts. I'll perish if I lie. To survive, my world developed hormones for quick healing, not without leaving a scar to remind me of what was and the pain that results out of. It stings.

I have learned to use my dream as a light to survive; visions of indescribable occurrent fills my before many a time with little or no knowledge what they be. My only tool to uncover these visions is a tool of absolute precision, and what I'll advice everyone to take very good care of... TIME.

As ugly as it may, a new wave has begun, it falls on the mare side of my vision. A nightmare. My wings are opening, preparing to lift up to higher grounds gaurding my sanity inflight. There'll be no surgery, no scar, but there'll be momories. And bad memories, I promise you, hurts a million ton more than scars. The gravity of burden I shall bear might want to weigh me down, prepared, I shall muster all the thrust in my guts. Some close ones might get burnt from the steam I shall give off. Especially those I might be leaving behind. My heart is little and fragile, only so much I can take.

Even as my heart bleeds from ethereal shock, I regenerate and adapt to my new found height.
Secrets are like bubbles of pain we make, floating around in the open, and becomes visible when they burst, spreading pain like tuberculosis. Unlike wine, it gets worse with time.

There's so much shit you have to go through to get out of the gutter. And a baptism of fresh experience is required to wash away the stench of your past.

Ganja-ly speaking, God is a spider - and we are all entagled in her web - sitting at the centre observing all things with her all seeing eyes.

Equipped with TIME, I shall screw until my dream comes.

God bless the weak, and sustain the strong. May it be.

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Blogger Jaybabe said...

Un-naked...i donno what to say. Like i said, it took me a lot of courage to write down that story. It's a exactly what i went thru. Thanx for writting down what i just read. Makes me see now that, i aint walking this road alone.
Thanx for the blessings too.

You are gonna reach your goals and your dreams. Bcoz, i believe He is also watching. Thats why i believe that, i am where i am today bcoz i never lost hope to acquire my dreams. I still have dreams and i'm working towards them.

Thank you very much.

November 20, 2007 4:20 AM  
Blogger Rayo said...


November 20, 2007 6:39 AM  
Blogger Afrobabe said...

lol...after i saw Ganja-ly..I couldn't see any more...interpretation...speaking through the influence of ganja/weed...yah man..thats when one is truthful to one self...

I personally have a good life growing up but seem to be having all my troubles in this adult stage...But I wake up every morning and laugh...tell the devil...CAN'T TOUCH THIS!!! Do some hammer moves and go to work...lol

November 20, 2007 7:02 AM  
Blogger guerreiranigeriana said...

amen indeed...i always remind myself that these sorts of trials and tribulations build character...sending you strength and positive energy...

...my favorite line though was:

Equipped with TIME, I shall screw until my dream comes.

...i like the play with the words...dunno if it was intentional but you could do a bit with just that line and i love it!!!...your dream will come, in all ways;)...*tongue out*

November 20, 2007 10:38 AM  
Blogger Kafo said...

i think it is somewhat of a never ending circle

i don't think i will ever reach the point of no hurt or no pain

constantly adapting to whatever gets hurled at mii seems to be the way out

keep your head up;

November 20, 2007 7:39 PM  
Blogger bumight said...

what's with all ur melancholic posts of late ehn?. Anything I should know?
feeling paragraph 4.
oh! and i see that I'm #6.why are you breaking the cycle? u could have warned me!

November 20, 2007 7:46 PM  
Blogger guerreiranigeriana said...

you have been tagged oh!...come out of your melancholy mood for a moment and indulge us about what makes you weird/random...

November 20, 2007 8:43 PM  
Blogger fantasy queen said...

lol at afro...advice well taken for myself...
i think there is some humorous sense in what she says,we should do the hammer 'cant touch this' performance every morning...i can see the devil and all evil fashioned against me doing the lean back and backing away from me.

November 21, 2007 4:22 AM  
Blogger Olamild said...

u have ur way with words

November 21, 2007 4:29 AM  
Blogger Ugo Daniels said...

Hey dude, can see you're gettn mushly mushly 'bout life. no worry. After all, you are unNaked,lol!

PS: Ganja-ly speakiing...C.L.A.S.S.I.C

November 21, 2007 5:04 AM  
Blogger Sherri said...

ganja induced stupor?
believe me, there's a system to the madness, there is light at the end of the tunnel. just keep trucking on..

the road may be long and hard,
the journey may make ur soul weary,
along this road are the gems and treasures untold
along this road friends and foes alike u will meet
treasure ur friends and love ur enemies
for u see my lad, friends hoist u up when u fall, but at the jeers of enemies, legs regain strenght to run to higher heights
wherest the road lead?
surely a place of grandeor
for a treacherous road such as this i reckon
the road may get familiar and smooth
nevertheless, forge ahead u must
for the road is not the prize
a few liberties on the road u may take
treasures and gems are not for the roadside
crowns and kingly robes
belong not on the road but in the courts of kings and lords
my lad, ur world await..

i wrote this for my gurl Bim
who's battling surgical residency and enemies of progress. u can share...

btw, thx for stopping by and leading me here.(smile)
i will be back to read the older post

November 21, 2007 8:08 AM  
Blogger Onome said...


November 21, 2007 8:55 AM  
Blogger Tyger said...

Dear Unnaked,

You are so totally poetic 'Ganja-ly speaking, God is a spider - and we are all entagled in her web - sitting at the centre observing all things with her all seeing eyes' you blow me away with somethings you say

November 21, 2007 9:11 AM  
Blogger Afrobabe said...

lol @ fantasy queen...lean back indeed...

November 21, 2007 11:11 AM  
Blogger Raven Chukwu said...

I have to admit that the line about "Time" and "screwing till my dreams come" was the very first one I read (speed-scrolling through the blog) and, reading it out of context, thought it had something to do with the news magazine and an attempt to induce post-coital slumber.

But I get the message: Grow, overcome pain, struggle through the darkness into the glorious light. And I rather like the introspective melancholy. It's not such a bad thing as long as its just part of a journey and not a final destination.

November 21, 2007 3:12 PM  
Blogger Unmodern said...

Its actually a line from a Billie Holdiay song.

"Them that’s got shall get
Them that’s not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that’s got his own
That’s got his own"

- Billie Holiday

Just thought u'd be interested in where the saying originated from. I used to think it spoke just about wealth / money and enjoyed the saying cos of that (I beleive in carving one's own path) ...but I saw a comment on it recently and I quote :D

"it means you can try to be like other people, try to get what others get but you aren’t truly blessed until you follow your own heart, your integrity, your freedom of choice to do what you believe is right"

and I like that angle even more

December 30, 2007 4:32 PM  

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