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HE-LOVES-ME by Olatunde Obafemi 

HE led me through raging lions and tormenting seas but HE kept me, didn’t tempt me. HE preserved me, my voice and gave me a choice to become great or become late. 167 more words


No Shame by Olatunde OBAFEMI 

This feeble mortality was dusty, stinky and dingy from self-gratifying immorality:

I was naked in HIS Presence until HE became my covering and aided me; by HIS Essence I faded away from the weakness of my humanity. 222 more words


OpenDiary: Creation

​Everything has been made perfect such that there is no deviation from this beauty. So that even in the visible chaos, there is a sublime order that creates within destruction. 170 more words


Coming out

A few days ago, I spent some time feeling homesick for the interwebs of my misspent youth and for the people I met there.  At least a fraction of what I missed about those days (and that place) was the extent to which everyone had a sort of instant audience for the things they were writing.   662 more words


You can't go home again.

Boredom is a rarity for me.  There are too many books and blogs to read, too much television to watch, too much Amazon browsing to be done to ever allow it.   855 more words



I met you at a time in my life when I just got back from a California vacation. My mind was clear. I had no problems. 1,797 more words

Entry two

I’ve spent a lot of time sitting here thinking – I want a better life, I don’t want to live like this anymore, I need to move on and dreaming about what could be but feeling troubled about making a move with thoughts – I can’t do this, I’m not good enough, I will fail, I am bad luck etc.. 202 more words

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