Showing posts with label Musings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Musings. Show all posts

Thursday, 21 July 2016

What's so great about "Closure"?

That torrid affair or that whirlwind romance all gone in a hot second.

You're left oddly bereft.

Like a single fern hanging there by itself.

Or a forgotten rope dangling off a cliff.

What's the point of a discussion to end what was once glorious?

What's the point of facing reality so harshly, so abruptly...

Then again, the abrupt thing WAS the end of the relationship, the affair, the situation-ship.

You habor the right to deal with it the way you want and screw what anyone else thinks.

What right does the person, who took away your 'happy', have to take away your just-because-I-can or just-because-I'm-hurt reason for doing reckless sheez?

Why does the person feel the need to make you think, to make you calm when all you want to do is yell and scream?

Is that not one thing you've always disliked, how they're always trying to control your reactions, control your views, Control YOU.

You're passionate.

A wild-at-heart.

A beating heart.

A free spirit.

You deserve the right to your closure.
Your own reckless.
Your own mad.

Tuesday, 12 April 2016

Random Musing #002



I like the rain.
It's the weather like today that makes me want to BE with someone in every sense of the word.
I cast my gaze upwards (just above the street lamps level and the power cables level) and let my mind roam
I let my heart be free, let it expand to contain and visualize my dreams..

I like bridges.
A weather like today's looking at the skies cruising on the bridge transports me to a time or that of an alter ago, where I, absent-mindedly looking at the rains fall, have my lover come to me and wrap his arm around my waist and draw me against him... possessively.


I like the quiet after a storm.
That moment of silence where everything seems right with the world,
PERFECT. 
The stillness.
In that moment I hold my breath, willing the moment to never end, willing that I could forever stay in his arms....



And suddenly I realize some parts of this are from a scene in a book. 
Or what I felt like while reading a book.. 
Or was it...?
Hmm..


Friday, 30 October 2015

Confounding the Average Man

*Fade in*

A small dark room with a lone light bulb hanging in the center of a clustered small group...


Me:"Hello, My name is E and I'm a word-aholic*."


PRESENT DAY REAL LIFE....


I had a particularly interesting though tiresome conversation with my colleagues at work today.
It was enlightening too.

I have a thing for new words. Big words preferably.

New big words make me giggle.

They make me want to use them in everyday conversations to test my proficiency (can't remember the actual word I want to use here) in English Language.

Now their arguments were as follows (they used baser words so I'll try not to detract from what they said) : -

1) Using bigger words often can make you forget simpler words that can be used instead
2) You make your audience laugh (at you)
3) You would most probably not be able to explain some words you use.
4) You forget that some words which are basic to you are actually big words

Now, 1 and 3 are similar, I know. We actually put it to the test.

They asked me to define gibberish. 

Now, I know what gibberish means. You know how sometimes you know what you want to say but you don't know how to put it into words? Well, that's what happened to me. I couldn't for the life of me figure out a word to use to explain gibberish.

Guess what word I could have used (that they supplied me with)?

NONSENSENONSENSE!

Suffice it to say that I felt a bit silly.

Sooo, I have an assignment to watch a Wole Soyinka video/interview. I was informed that though he may use "big words" in written word. But in spoken word (lol, I hope that's a thing) he uses simple words.

*cues video and pauses for it to buffer..... Nigeria, after all*


Anyway, what are your thoughts?

Do you like using big words or do you hate people using it?

How does it make you feel when you see or learn new 'big words'?

Also, how many big words did you note that I used here? (I don't think I used that many, if any at all, but hey, I could be wrong.  Lol.


PS: This could actually be part of the reason I haven't put up a post in a while. I'll most probably write about the other reasons in the course of time.

* The word is Logophile. :-)