Dragon headed mice

When I was putting the title up in this post, I couldn't decide if it was downtight crazy or if it made perfect sense. I believe in the twelve signs of the Zodiac. Yours truly happens to be a Gemini. *bows low* *blush* Needless to say, I love being a gemini.I'm supposed to be a part of a group people that challenge the status quo. A witty group of people,seductive,smart,whimsical,intelligent. Ok !Beautiful minded and all but with all this comes manipulation and instability.


The gemini is the one that can solve everyone's problems or at least profer solutions. The one who's eloquent in speech till its a speech about her. The one who spins tales about love and seduction but is you Don juan when love comes to her.with this instability comes the fear of intimacy and all things grounded. Its beautiful being her. The twins are a gift as well as a burden.


Okay, now you're wondering about the dragon part.that's what love is to the Gemini. The breath of fire keeps her so far away. If only she'd look beyond it And see that behind all the fire and horns is just a little creature that needs not be feared. The metaphors I chose are as wierd as it gets. It won't be easy for our twins but with everything else in this world,it is important that we keep trying.


I still love being a gemini,the gifts of intuition, objectivity, wit, creativity and contentment(supposedly) that come with it are ok for me.

Noone ever said beautiful cant be you

"Hey beautiful" he says. Said beauty looks around, sees she's alone and still asks "who me"?.Guess this beauty didn't come with brains. Where is that woman who would answer yes to that question without being called presumptuous?
I went to the market the other day. Please wipe that image of tomatoes in crates and fresh flowers in a vase by the counter. Real Nigerian market!I usually sit in the car so I was sort of mortified at somethings.


I was standing in the frozen foods section(putting it nicely)trying to avoid looking at all the dead goats that seemed to be staring at me when I saw her. No she wasn't light skinned.Wake up! Light skinned girls aren't necessarily pretty.She was the Color of the earth. A Shade darker than clay.She wasn't smiling but she lit up the space around her. She wasn't wearing makeup.She was beautiful.

The modern idea of beautiful is red or pink lips, hair that flows down to your waist, red talons,false eyelashes and pink cheeks. There's nothing wrong with improvement,when they become enhancements there's a problem.
The mantra of "you are all beautiful in your own way" has been sung so much but its true. That supermodel probably wishes she had your bum or your eyes or your hair that curls up in the rain. There's nothing wrong with admiring other women as llong as you know the woman in the mirror is who you should admire most.Beautiful is you and you and you

Breaking out

Someone probably saw the title and thought "Oh wow,great, a post about Zits". That's not it.Every once in a while,you see that one girl who seems to have done it aLl and you think why bother. Please bother! The mechanics of business survives because someone out there said I can do it better. We all try to set standards for the best. Good thing is the smartest people know it the "best yet".

I tend to ramble as you all might know but the point will be made in the end.The moral of the story is :Just because she's done it doesn't mean you can't do it too or better. Our minds are the deepest treasure chests we'll ever find so please dig in!I'm surprised everytime. I'm going into the the new year with aspirations and goals.When the time is right,all will be as it should.You should too.



Happy new year people.:)