KIZZY UNCENSORED

I slayed with an uber to my destination and after keeping up that packaging, common sense said when coming back home, be humble. It was worth it. The rains came like a thief in the night, unprepared I was like a virgin raped on the eve of her wedding. It completely finished my beautiful shoes and I had to walk on my bare feet. My legs enmeshed in the murky waters of Idioro-mushin environment. That sinful water. Full with shit and hate. Mushin is NOT from God. Never a place to be if one have got other better options. No bathing can ever wash this stain away. It is very likely that no-one living in that zone would make heaven. They specifically dump all the plastic items they can find which includes bottled water cans on the road such that it blocks the drainage systems. When it rains, like it does now in Lagos. Pouring out like the miracle of the upper room where the comforter was sent and they began to speak in unknown tongues. All the remnants and debris barric...

WHY SOME PEOPLE GET LUCKIER THAN OTHERS? Timothy Dexter was an incredibly eccentric person and businessman. He was also incredibly lucky. Born in Massachusetts on January 22, 1747, Dexter had neither schooling nor money. He began life as a farm laborer alongside his father before becoming an apprentice to a Boston leather dresser at 16. Five years later, Dexter completed his apprenticeship and moved to Newburyport, where he had his first stroke of luck. There, he met and married a wealthy young widow and purchased a large mansion using her money. Dexter quickly became unpopular amongst his neighbors, who saw him as an ill-educated and unrefined man that married into money. Undeterred, he set out to increase his fortune by purchasing a number of large ships and launching an international trade business. When his neighbors heard the news, they purposely gave him bad business advice in the hopes that he would lose his fortune and move away. A Stroke of Good Fortune, And Then S...

 MOMMA'S STORY His mother was my mother's best friend. They did everything in common from gossiping and backbiting to calculating when their period cramps would fall through. The calendar dates was always marred with biro stains which I couldn't fathom what it was until much later in life. Momma was always speaking in whispers around her. Momma told her everything. She was more beautiful than Momma. I know this because she was always the yardstick for comparison. Momma looked up to her for validation and endorsement. Sometimes, she got clothes for Momma and those clothes looked like Momma was thrown into them, yet paint a picture to Momma. She wore them with glee and excitement. They did many other things together, but my mouth is heavy---- because I have seen her insert one of her index fingers into Momma's vagina. "You are sweet, sweet woman" she gasped. Momma was vibrating like the Nokia 3310. Possessed suddenly with serious demo...

TIMEOUT WITH JESUS CHRIST There is something very interesting about the man we call Jesus Christ in the Christian bible. I know him from our time in Galilee and Jerusalem. He keeps the beards long and disheveled and speaks to himself occasionally.He is everything but a gentleman. His life is enshrouded in mystery if you take a deeper perusal into it. He plays the mind games perfectly and studied very meticulously the act of saying less than is necessary. He also knows when to stop talking. Usually he squints his eye and talks to things that have no life. Sometimes, I think he is not so normal. Personally, I talk too much, he once said that was why people don't hold me in reverence. "When you talk less ... people would fear you more and lay expectant on your every word" He said.He once gave me his copy of the 48 law's of power by Roberts. I never get time to read am finish. The book is like the Christian bible. Maybe he is a Machiavellian to...

THE JOURNEY I'm presently on my way to Lagos from the East. I sit between slay Queens. Those ones that speak from the nose and stand like people with polio disease. I would think they were supposed to fly as against using commercial bus options like me. This is an option for the poor and the downtrodden like me. I tried rather nonchalantly to start a conversation with one of the slay queens. The finest of them because her lips were covered with shiny, shiny and her fingers were engraved in silver coatings. She called my bluff and only managed to reply. I smiled. I have seen a lot of women not to know and spot their type easily. The ones like this particular one are the ones who have nothing to offer than a good time in bed. Their phonetics is only used to create sizzling, enchanting impressions which is easily eroded when they try to hold a deep chat. You see immediately the empty insides of the brain. You become disappointed. God was in me. I have decided not to talk...

MANIPULATION Manipulative women is the wrong type to have in your life. The type of woman that can do whatever it takes to make sure that a man goes on his knees crushed and crumbled. Have you seen a woman who feigns to be pregnant, get a doctor's report to that effect, nurse a non existing baby and later say she lost the baby all the whole time playing with the emotional balance of the man in her life. Painstakingly goes through that process to see a man humbled psychologically and phys ically. Men would always think they are smart but honestly women are smarter, I have heard of a woman who brought her boyfriend under the roof of her husband with the claims that he was her brother. For two years Oga was feeding guy man who was firing down his wife when he was away. I'm talking manipulation of the highest order here. The man could not even forgive his naivety and ignorance. How about cases of some women being pregnant for another man and pinning it on anoth...

MAY OUR LOYALTY NOT BE TESTED. "Pray in your lifetime that your loyalty and integrity never be tested beyond your ability to comprehend and sustain. It is a grueling, gruesome situation." -----Certain scenarios put us in a condition and state of mind that we begin to second guess convictions, faith, fundamental basic ethos and all of those virtues we hold dear to heart. Abraham (the father of faith) in the Christian bible denied openly his beautiful wife and called her his sister for fear that he might be killed by the king due to Sarah's incredible beauty. I began to say to myself only the deep can relate with this bit of deep information. Why would a man deny his wife in the face of seeming opposition? Which makes me recall a vivid, daunting situation in the past one fateful weekend, sailing on a regular boat with my friend for life Ogechukwu Roseline Agwu and chattering away like a monkey on heat trying to savor and enjoy a good time. I love the good life with ...