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In Your 40s

I don’t know what it means to be 40.  I am barely 30 and still rocking that early 20s soul. My life is still a subtle circus of writing and reading. I imagine being  bored in my 40s. An old whiff, swaying side to side watching the countryside from a dusty porch. I enjoy words. …

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Nights I Wished I Would Never Wake

This post has been lying on my computer for months, so I wondered why not .... Those Nights I Wished I Would Never Wake Are Ironically the Nights that were too long to find sleep.  Nights I drifted into sorrow with the hope of saving myself.  Nights that I wished I would get her back. …

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My Friend the President

I didn't know the president, he was elected for his final term the year I was born. By the time he’d completed his last five years, I was already five learning to fight fat bullies at my school. I didn't drink Nyayo milk. So if he indeed loved children, Richard here wasn't a recipient of …

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Writer’s Absurdity

In a land of myth, and a time of magic… the destiny of a great copy rests on the shoulders of a word conjurer. His name... I punch word after word wishful that my pitch won't end up in your bloody spam folder.  I scrutinize all paragraphs afraid you potential client are a  perfectionist that …

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End of a Decade : Timeless Jazz in Cheap Sauce

The face of an ending year is a horrible soul tape with spritzes of happiness.  As this year comes to an end I am forced to grapple with two questions.  Is it just the beginning of a new ?  Or the closing of a hued decade.  I feel like a new decade should slide in …

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A Place of Broken Beauty [Part I]

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.       Confucius In that moment, he only saw his reflection shrink into nothingness. How at first everything seemed so small while she had been part of his life. Now the very tiniest part of his soul felt big. Big in a small way. Big but empty. He might …

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10 Effective Ways of Overcoming Guilt and How to Forgive Yourself

The tragedy of Macbeth tells the story of a Scottish General. Thane of Glamis. After a prophecy by three witches that he will one day be King. Thanes Kills the King and takes over to be  King of Scotland. Events that follow throughout the plot of Shakespeare’s masterpiece document the role of guilt in Thane’s subsequent actions. His murderous act haunts him throughout the play. The remorse, paranoia and regret of his blood stained hands stand in his way of enjoying his ill-fated kingship.  Guilt is neither simple nor nice. In fact, there is no easy way to escape the haunting of guilt. But like so many other emotional responses, guilt also possess healthy psychological developments. However, the overarching finality when it comes to remorse; is to take action or suffer in silence. The best action to take in such occasions is accept the transgression and seek forgiveness. Until then will you have the ability to cleanse your wrongdoing and forgive yourself. Perhaps in his portrayal of guilt in Macbeth, Shakespeare attempts to suggest that no matter how hard we try to hide the remorse of our wrongdoings - the effects are only ill-fated.

Versatile Blogger Awards |We’ve Been Nominated

I am rather amused by what I would call a third birthday; because with it comes the pleasure of a nomination. A nomination to an award that celebrates unique content from unique bloggers. Don't you find that amazing, if at all you have been on this journey with the Kenyanrhetoric?  Versatile Blogger Awards. 

Beauty in a Place of Darkness

In her eyes, I observed every child’s undying wish. The heart-wrenching need to not only be seen but to be heard. One of the shy little boys in the group handed me a drawing. It was a beautiful painting reflecting a woman drawing water from a well. Pulling him closer to hug him thanks, he whispered close to my ears: ‘I hope it makes sense to you.’ In the heart of Ifo Refugee Camp; are millions of families united by the common spirit to one day mend  their shattered lives; thousands of them are striving to rise above the fray of physical abuse, psychological torture, drug addiction, poverty, child apprehension and life’s uncertainties. My wish is they find meaningful lives. 

Mending My Walls

Over the years, I have stretched some loosely hanging dimensions way too far and overwhelmed myself with a feeling of impossibility. A feeling that doesn't escape me for one second. Sometimes when I’m not busy I try to check on it. The ego. The heart. The soul. Whether it  hurts and for quite an iniquitous moment of time, I hold on to my heart and  feel it’s there. The pain hasn't gone away. It has eaten into the cribs of my emotions and dragged with it my hopes and possibilities. Pushed me into a corner.