Shout

When you hear a voice, be it from a infant or rather an old man, it does not matter this is a voice of a call for listeners. Whenever I hear something I normally turn my head towards that noise and give an ear. Especially when i am in a crowded place I become more sensitive to any voice that might be of my interest. It is said that unlike woman, man can not focus on two things at once. I find that statement not true because i can do two things at once and still be focus enough to listen to anything that happen around me.
This is my blog as per say, but the main truth is that I am just shouting in the mist of a desert trying to find out how many people can listen and hear. Some can listen but not hear at all. So my heart goes out to all of you who manage to take time and read this blog and find it interesting to listen to what I have to say. I said long ago that my wish is to be connected to my readers and get all that they have to say into practice, so that I can be more creative in writing.
It is very much interesting to sit and observe people's reaction to a voice shouting in the train or in a public place. I came to realize that here in Hamburg as commuters of a public transport turn to don't appreciate noise. I lough all the time when I'm on the phone and people look at me like I am crazy or something is wrong with talking on the phone.
I for one think that maybe the conservationism kills the fun and makes human being look like robots. If this world we live in today will come to an end what would you say you have been doing here and what have you achieved by being conservative?  Does it give you more money to despise and look down on someone just because he/she can not afford life like you? Do you sleep well when you have talked bad to your fellow human being at work or anywhere else? I do not find pleasure in writing about peoples behavior but this one has got my attention and I think we need a solution to it. I am again shouting for an ear and a voice of reason to ponder upon this matter.

My brother Frank, I am promising that I will not leave this blog before I have a ear book published. Jules you are an inspiration to my writings. Gugs, my soul was made to mach yours and it did happen. Alice twins are normally identical but the way you think makes me wonder why the world does not give you an award.

 My music is cooking people be on a look ought next year this time it will be out.

Living is a gift

This is me again trying to come back to this blog. It has been a very long time since I have written something, or rather say spoken to all readers. I am in good shape now thanks to my trip to South Africa early June.
I came to realize again that we only live because God has granted us another second, another hour or another day. It does not matter what the doctors may say to you about your condition or any consultant may say to you just because of circumstances or shortcomings. Stories I've heard may not equal the amount and the authority He has over life and living it.
God has blessed me with life, so I enjoy it to the fullest. So much has been entrusted to me and I do take all in to consideration and pay much respect to all who keep it real with life and never compromise for less then what they worth.
I am a dreamer, and all things I have spoken about are real and I am a living testimony to my life story. I learn as I grow that mistakes we make when young can cost us your future if not taken care of. As a man sometimes you meet people who makes you look good and sometimes the ones that makes you look bad.

This is what I have to say today. Maybe someday I will share more with you. For now let me leave you on that note. Me loving you is ought of question, pass my love to those who have never been here. Let them know I welcome them.