You were fully clothed in lies, I was naked in truth. Still, when morning came It was I who survived the cold.
OBEHI VESSEL A.You were fully clothed in lies, I was naked in truth. Still, when morning came It was I who survived the cold.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Second chances, are filled with humans hoping for a third.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Every human carries a heavy past. But the good thing about what can be carried, is that it can also be put down.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Both strong and weak may survive; if neither takes too seriously, the titles of ‘strong’ and ‘weak’.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Doing good and being good; are two different things. The first is a shirt we put on, take off. The latter is our skin.
OBEHI VESSEL A.‘Why are we here?’ I inquired of my body, spirit, and soul. ‘Here to do whatever feels good.’ Said the first. ‘Here to do what feels good.’ Said the second. ‘Here to choose.’ Said the third. ‘Between both.’
OBEHI VESSEL A.There is no such thing as ‘little’ acts of kindness. Every kind act, is grand powerful. Meant to take up space.
OBEHI VESSEL A.And, when it comes to counting our blessings; we humans are all bad at math.
OBEHI VESSEL A.When one door closes, another opens.’ Yet, in-between lies a wait persuasive enough to make many go through windows.
OBEHI VESSEL A.I used to believe that living is doing, moving, getting. But, there is life in staying still. A bird is a bird even when she isn’t flying.
OBEHI VESSEL A.And now, we look back at what was normal, and we find that normal isn’t always good or right; No. Normal, is whatever has been spent with us, the longest time. And that in itself is not a valid reason for it to stay.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Never give a human the job of making you happy. Some days, they might call you sick. Other days they might call quit.
OBEHI VESSEL A.You can worry, or you can be wise. You cannot be both, at the same time.
OBEHI VESSEL A.I have felt warmth in lies, and coldness in truth. This is how I know that morality, transcends the physicality of temperatures.
OBEHI VESSEL A.A problem ignored, has two outcomes. The illusion that it is gone, and the reality of one problem becoming more.
OBEHI VESSEL A.To know more, I must first admit that I know nothing. Only on a blank page, can words be written.
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