What I have to offer is simply the testimony of my own life , a testimony which I have less right to suppress since I am one of the few beings who can offer it…
Who’s the judge?
The judge is God!
Why is he God?
Because he decides who wins or loses, not my opponent!
Who’s your opponent?
He doesn’t exist!
Why does he not exist?
Because he is merely a dissenting voice to the truth I speak!
The Great Debaters (2007)
Today I am convinced that we are all pilgrims upon this earth and I hold truth the notion that we live our lives in preparation for that one particular inevitable moment..death.That our pilgrimage towards death is involuntary because immortality is an option denied from us.This post is dedicated to all the people who’ve gone before us ,who got to the end of the road even before we did and who never got to tell us what they found there.
It is the dead who govern.Look you man,how they work their will upon us! Who have made the laws? The dead ! And the titles to our land? Have not the dead devised them? If a surveyor runs a line he begins at some corner the dead set up; and if one goes to law upon a question ,the judge looks backward through his books util he finds how the dead have settled it – and he follows that.And all the writers , when they give weight and authority to their opinions,they quote the dead ; and the orators who preach and lecture – are not their mouths filled with words the dead have spoken ? Our lives follow grooves that the dead have run out with their thumbnails. …quote from Millennium.
R.I.P : Stephen Wangoru Maina , Davies Maison Sindiyo , Mercy Wangoru , Nancy Wangoru,Alice Wangoru, Shadrack Mliwa ,Violet Shambula …….
Cowards die many times before their deaths;The valiant never taste of death but once.Of all the wonders that I have heard,It seems to me most strange that men should fear,seeing that death, a necessary end ,will come when it come..Shakespeare.
The Phoenix bird is said to be an immortal creature .It can be found in the mythologies of the Arabian, Persians, Greeks,Romans, Egyptians, Chinese,Turks, Indians and Phoenicians/Canaanites.It has a 500 to 1000 year life-cycle, near the end of which it builds itself a nest of twigs that then ignites; both nest and bird burn fiercely and are reduced to ashes, from which a new, young phoenix or phoenix egg arises, reborn anew to live again…click here for more on the Phoenix