An iroko tree that is not pruned while still frail will be impossible to be contained when it grows up. In like vein, any problem you fail to foresee at start will eventually put you to stop on your journey. Do not be ignorant… do not be foolish… do not let what you can actually avoid victimise and torture you. Remember if you are blind, others are not. You can’t hide forever… you can’t pretend forever and know this; a lamp cannot reflect on its base shadow! You are sick but ignorant of it, bleeding but never took note, dying…unaware you are. Yet that still small voice keeps sounding a note in your ears and heart but you rebuke it and take it for the devil. What a shame! ‘A son of a butcher feeding on vegetable soup with no meat’ Because of what you desire, you fine-tuned your first love to adapt. He paid a costly price on you but you are at the verge of choosing between your beautiful desire and his constraining principle of salvation
Who are you? What are your beliefs? Where are those teachings that once gave you an uncompromising courage? Are you still you?
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