words

I have words.

I have words.

I have words.

 

I have power.

I have infinity.

I have forever.

 

I have words.

I have words.

I have words.

 

I have life.

I have death.

I have forever.

 

I have words.

I have words.

I have words.

 

I have today.

I have this moment.

I have forever.

 

I have words.

I have words.

I have words.

 

I have tomorrow.

I have the future.

I have forever.

Time necessitates change. Change is affected through power. The power to influence, the power to lead, the power to bring change. In each moment that my ink transcends onto my page, my words run an infinite invisible marathon, flirting with my destiny, in the crevices of forever. The power of words, is not inundated in what you see, in fact, it lies within that, in which you don’t. Words tell stories of our past, and share secrets from our future. Words transform today into forever.  A single word can change the world.

I have words.

I have words.

I have words.

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i often wonder

I often wonder what it takes to be great,

and then I look in the mirror.

I see my mother, brother and my sister,

God in the flesh.

I wonder no more.

 

I often wonder what it takes to be timeless,

and then I look in the mirror.

I see a boundless energy, both perennial and existential,

God in the flesh.

I wonder no more.

 

I often wonder what it takes to be loved,

and then I look in the mirror.

I see a sun roasted, toffee coated being,

God in the flesh.

I wonder no more.

 

I often wonder what it takes to be happy,

and then I look in the mirror.

I see Kukhanya Magubane, all I see is me,

God in the flesh.

I wonder no more.

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the future

The future is a tricky place.

weird and disconcerting,

young and distracted,

old and retracted.

 

Death is certain.

Certainly the only solace

for the raging soul.

 

But I hope you smile today.

I hope the sun kisses your face

and you radiate the warmth of its embrace

 

But I also hope you shed a tear.

I hope sadness nears your eye

if only to whisper to your body

Its final goodbye.

 

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for mom

As i sit here

contemplating the wonders of nature,

All I can think,

is that I love you.

 

I would say

I’ve loved you since before

the first day my temple

made love to the light of the world

as it passed through the gates of heaven

that were your legs

 

however,

ours came to be

as the fruit of the surgical precision

of man made magicians.

 

Our love is eternal,

for it was forged

in the heart of the universe

 

And today as I wander through the woods of this magnificent earth

in each blowing of the wind,

rustling of the leaves,

roar of the oceans,

and thunders of the skies,

under the guidance of the moonlight,

with the companionship of the stars,

I am reminded of the glory

of this love

that is ours.

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On the topic of dreaming

You can’t ever stop dreaming.

Align your breathing with your dreams

For suspending your dreams

is in likeness to holding your breath,

forever.

 

You can’t ever stop dreaming.

Align your heartbeat with your dreams

For your body needs your beat

as much as your soul needs your dreams.

 

You can’t ever stop dreaming.

Align your faith with your dreams

For God makes a myth of impossibility

as can your dreams of your reality.

 

Align your thoughts with your dreams.

For if you exist for as long as you think.

You shall be alive for as long as you dream.

 

Never stop dreaming.

 

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Walking Alone

Often when one embarks on a journey, whatever the journey may be, one finds that it is a desolate road upon which one embarks. Fear not, for this is only the product of the fear of others.

I suppose there is comfort in conformity…

As people we can talk a whole lot about the road less travelled, without ever mustering the courage to follow that road. Perhaps it is easier to follow the crowd, for even when you get lost within it, you are never truly alone. I believe it is this fear of loneliness which ashes the dreams and true desires of many.

However, to those who do dare to be themselves and abandon the yellow brick road as illustrated for us by our predecessors, I find that once you find companionship in your purpose, you need not search for solace, for you find it within yourself. Your purpose will never desert you and it is up to you to never desert it.

I walk alone because I believe in my own journey. Although I often cannot escape the clutches of loneliness, in those moments when all I have is myself to hold on to, I am reminded that I am never truly alone.

I walk alone because no matter how destitute, desolate, and deserted the road may seem; I know that if all I have is me, I have all that I need.

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