Darkness; The Night

I once was afraid of the night
With it came crawling monsters
Monsters my mind made up
And up my mind they crawled
Tickling me with fear
Until I shut my eyes wishing them away

I once was afraid of the night
With it came nothingness
Nothingness that twirled my mind
And it twirled me with nothingness
Twisting me with fear
Until I shut my eyes wishing my mind blank

I am afraid of the night
With it comes the abyss
An abyss that stifles my mind
And it stifles me within an abyss
An emptiness unfulfilled
Until I shut my eyes wishing my mind alight
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I stood by the gate that night, puffing away at the cigarette wondering how I had come to this. I thought I had quit the habit! Why was I puffing well knowing I’d be coughing the rest of the morning away? I stared at the clear deep blue sky, stars shining, musing, whose brightness I was¬†just seeing. Stars that had faded light years away, no longer existing but whose light I was just only seeing. In me invoked a sadness, a sadness that arose from how incapable I was, how minute we were. And I continued to stare into the abyss of the deep blue sky counting the stars, the physics behind the light, the metaphysics of human life and I puffed again, well knowing I was just as insignificant but believing mine was a role I had to play in this destiny¬†we call life.

8 Years

8 Year Anniversary Achievement
Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com!
You registered on WordPress.com 8 years ago!
Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging!
It’s been a great 8 years and I dare say that my writing and the Thought Process has grown and improved. So here’s to many more.
Cheers!

Movember Musingss

These are my Movember musings…

1. God first

2. Family second. Sometimes friends can be family, and family can be unfriendly.

3. No new friends? Make friends. Network. If you are trying to make it out there viz you are a CEO of a certain small company, networking can be helpful. I know so.

4. Learning about contracts is important. Business involves contracts and making one is very important and critical. Negotiating is also key. Well, I’ve come to learn this. Also, learning to stick to a contract is key, for it allows you to renegotiate but shows integrity and courage too. I’ve learnt that the hard way.

5. Is your plan on paper? Is whatever it is you want to do written down somewhere? Well, just write it down if you have an idea of what you want to do or execute. It’s important and imperative you have things written down. There’s genius in that.

6. Count on the small victories.

7. Plan trips with friends.

8. No one really Ever has your back, so look after yourself. 

9. The year has almost ended sadly and I have still not met my financial goals.

10. I am still hopeful though. 

11. Unfortunately, I am not blessed with facial hair. The advantage is I will still somewhat look younger in my finer days. But yes, it’s important to cater to your health and watch for those around you. 

Wedding Meetings

I’ve always frowned upon these things called wedding meetings. I always felt that they were a scam created by unprepared couples to stifle the little resources families didn’t have.

But that changed today.

This was a couple that had decided to take that step into the very frightening institution of marriage. Our parents have made and made their marriage look easy peasy that growing up into this reality is quite frightening. I mean, how do you know that they are the right person? Will it work out? And the little mini-mes?!

Anyway, I was forced to accompany her to a friend’s wedding meeting. She had been given the position of secretary and thus couldn’t even skip any of the meetings. I being the gentleman, decided to escort her to the meeting seeing as it also affected our evening plans later.

On reaching the venue, we found our place at front seeing as that was where she would be seated. The gathering, small, all family members made their way to the seats. We were welcomed to the third meeting and given updates to what was happening and how much we needed. The chairman, not as verbose but with a cunning charm while using his words gave us updates on the ongoings. The groom’s friends cheered and hollered from the back. 

There was a pulpable excitement that resonated within the room it rubbed off me. I felt that I too should be a part of this, help celebrate and animate in whatever way this step into the endless abyss of love. I quickly looked around for some little change and participated in whatsoever the game or function it was. I was excited, and suddenly, I felt that I too would one day be here, and when the time came, I hoped that I’d have family and friends cheering for me.

My ridicule to this rather common activity has softened albeit I feel a decision such as this should find me as prepared and ready to go as I need to be which is unfortunate because matters of the heart can never be planned for.

Anyway, all the best to this happy couple and soon, to us. 

Back On The Road

The air is moist and dusty as I struggle to breathe, something simple yet difficult in my city today.

If the Kampala weather doesn’t worry you, then I might be mistaken, alien. The city is now too bright, dirty and heavy laden there’s no more ‘comfort zone’! But luckily, I am back on the road.

There’s something peaceful and calm about traveling, be it for work or for pleasure. I have been doing it a year now such that I really get excited when I leave the city. I get to see the other side of the country very few people get to see.

Yesterday, a client of mine requested that we go open the boundaries on his site, and also commence leveling works. I jumped to the occasion, not because of the work aspect, but the getting out of town aspect. And there was a catch to it; I was going to drive his car. Yeay me! He had the flu and didn’t feel he could do the 350km journey, and I didn’t mind it. Beautiful car he has. A diesel 2.7 TX engine, there’s nothing the road was going to do. We set off at around 2:00pm but finally got onto the main high way at about 2:40. And off we drove.

While driving and enjoying the ride, I thought to myself, I need such a car, a beast. I started then to chase the sunset while running a couple ideas. There’s nothing as amazing as driving a good car while thinking to yourself, this should be mine.

Anyway, while driving, I thought to myself, ‘I used to be a good poet! Or was it prose?’

Here goes

Chasing Sunsets

As the sky falls
And the sun winks
And the stars start to blink
I start to chase the sunset

As the crickets creak
And the grass glows
And the clouds flow
I start to chase the sunset

As I reach my destination
And think about my journey
And my body wanes
I start to think about the sunrise

The Lonely Tree

The wind gashes, the sun shines, the leaves shake, not with excitement, but with the loneliness of being the only tree stuck in a pot in the middle of the city.

Shadows move, mixed sounds everywhere, but I can’t move, because my roots are stuck, stuck in the one place I was planted, in the middle of the city.

I am stuck, not by choice but because it’s nature’s way. I am the lonely tree stuck in the big city.

7 Years

Final Project
Final Project

So I randomly checked my wordpress today only to find that it is my 7th year anniversary since I opened this blog. I am beyond ecstatic that I have managed to come this far. And we all know what 7 implies, only good things are yet to happen or are in the process of happening.

That above post is my final project. It’s been close to 2 years since I presented that and after 2 failed jobs, I decided to rather employ myself. Obliviously this has been met with angst and frustration, which is acceptable from my old folk. They’ve worked all their lives and see no reason as to why I should employ myself yet I can be employed all in the name of having a stable job.

And I intend to prove them wrong. I set out this year like a man ready to jump on the first spaceship to the moon and even with frustration daily, I am barely hanging in there. My first job taught me that I should never underestimate my worth and when I got my second job, I realised that there’s more to work, and that’s ambition. I decided to go for it. I knew what it was that I wanted but hadn’t defined it. I run myself broke pushing a restaurant in Mukono (oh the mathematics of running a restaurant) and now, I am here. Back to my roots. Back to my architecture.

At the beginning of the year, I told myself that this was my year. I felt it in the bone. I am just hoping I don’t prove myself wrong. At least one thing’s for sure, I am done writing bad/incoherent posts. I want to one day just print out all these posts and hope that they are able to define what I believe and stand for, but also share with you my experiences, hopefully making your day in the process.

So, here’s a toast to 7 years of blogging, and to more years, but most especially, to my year of awesomeness.

PS; I am not going to promise you much, but I will endeavour to post as much. My only challenge is I sometimes digress to what I love, architecture, and I am afraid that I might bore the living lights out of you. But please, bare with me.

To 7 years of blogging.