Experienced Creativity? Bullshit

We learn every day. The day we seize to learn we are of no use to anyone. Creativity they say like talent is in born, though some people acquire it on their path in life; experience help only to sharpen it but everyday our ability be like a child in side, in his curiosity and zeal to understand the beauties of the world makes us build on our creativity for u CAN NEVER know it all, its ever changing and mystical in its ways. That’s why a 7years old boy can create a beautiful piece and an old man will only try to make u see the beauty in his own piece. Learn, never stop yourself from learning, its a beautiful thing to be ever curious and ever wanting to learn.

The creative industry especially the advertising agency in Nigeria is dying cause some of us feel we know it all just because of the years or position we hold. Partiality and sentiments in the name of politics kill the creativity and drives out the people with a passion to rebuild this industry. I know these words will fall on many deaf ears but for the few that can make this change; stop applauding failures just cause he/she is your boss, colleague, friend, brother, sister or even spouse.

If they do trash, give them the dustbin – that was how I was trained, that was how I got better, that was how I grew and am continuing the growth to be good at my best, and better than it, till I best it again and continue the circle. Call me sarcastic, not everyone should smile at u. Not everyone should be nice. Lets’ take Naija's creative guru's to the next level!

Let’s make this WORK!

Inside Out

It takes one to know one they say
but it's not everytime someone u think u know come up with ideas u believe they are not capable of. The funny thing is we limit ourselves to what we believe is humanly possible and not what isn't. Most times, the disruption needed for a new innovation lies within our thoughts but we kill it with our lack of trust for our abilities.

Inside us lies a gaint fighting to be exposed.
but this gaint needs us to 1st believe its got strength and wings to fly with a blood that pumps faith and trust. We need to look within us and see the ability we possess and how these ideas we compose in our heads can be brought to reality with little or no resources but just mere thoughts on how to go about achieving it.

Out wardly, we act like everyone
but we know deep inside us that we really don't think like each other, don't want the same things and don't want to do what our parents did. We want to find our face, our spot, our own thing but 'awon aye' already set a pace for us to take and we are so scared to phase out of it and find our own thoughts, believes and understanding.

Now is the time
wake up to the new norm, to self believe and achievements. Let's birth our inner strength together in this enigmatic online comcept that'll make people after us live in prints and feel the love.

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sue

The Entrepreneur

It’s difficult to set out on your own as an entrepreneur especially when cash flow is poor and not forth coming

Persistent is what get’s you through and as an idea’s man, you think up ways to get what you what with little or no cash. Then the next problem arise – human resources – connections

This is as bad as finances itself for money pushes, connections connects the dots. Now you got a fantastic idea, no money, no connections, so what next?

Prayers I believe you’ll say – good but even the bible said you have to knock for the door to be opened. What exactly can a young entrepreneur with no money and no connection do in Nigeria to make it?

Research is the word, a strong drive to succeed and a push in the right direction. Visit places, talk to people – any one, be alert, read the papers, attend workshops and seminars (a lot come free) and network.

I was trended the part of an entrepreneur; I had the drive, the will and the idea even the finances though little and few connections but I did it all the wrong way, I trusted people instead of my gut feelings, I bargained and picked friendship other than discipline and it all ended in a failed business.

Now, am at it again. This time smarter, wiser and more prepared with a niche idea that’ll get me places, make me a celebrity and RICH. I’m trending softly cause I don’t want to make the mistake again. No friends this time that are looking for my loyalty that the truth.

To work with me now is to be disciplined as well as to ne alert. My friend’s say am rude but no am just strict. I am not going to lose money over childishness, this is the new age, grow up and be ready to lose friends to make it cause a lot of them don’t really care if you do.

Being an entrepreneur is fun, you are your own boss so the determination and smart work you put gets you far, hard work pays sometimes but its faster to be smart. You’ll lose a lot, maybe you love life too but with time, everything will come to place. And you’ll be the best for it.

Join me on this road to the DreamZone; it’s going to be a fun, tough and fulfilling ride. Luv ya!

Escapist

 The screams are loud, can hear them in my mind can see them shouting through the veil, wake up it says. I can’t seem to shake them off. Wake up it yells; no it’s my fault. I gave them the voice, now they scream as loud as a cymbal banging its way through my brain. My mind’s eye search for a part, an escape route yet finds none. ‘No am not a chicken’ I stay put in the silence of the lamb yet the voices destroys, kills my very being like wolves in a pack, devouring their victim. This is you, this is who you are, you can’t be someone else, and you can’t even fake it. ‘I know’ I scream to no one in particular with a voice only my insides can hear. ‘It’s just that how can people see me in different lights?’ was he right when he said I had multiple personality syndrome? I know I’m a different babe to different people. I know I can be sweet and I can be wicked and no one person sees these two sides at the same time (ok just deception). Was he right when he said I’m trapped by the game, I live for the game and now the game has become a part of me and I can’t decipher it from reality. Yes! I’m the master of the game: I rule the game the game don’t rule me. Yes! He is wrong, I play always to win cause am a winner and you, the sore loser.

Orchestrated attempts to make me sober aint going to work either, shutting the voices with vodka, I slip into oblivion enjoying the peace of silence and serenity. It’s not a lonely life I live, it’s a ME life. If my attitude annoys you, you have the WILL to defriend me as it seems. These voices will not choke me; they only make me strong, keeping my emotions in check. The trip was an eye opener, I sensed the betrayal yet I allowed it happen – all part of the game. If I play smooth its cause I don’t let the unwanted get to me. If it hurt u, its cause u claimed to understand the game when u DIDN’T. I’m not a whore so why will u think I play to lose? Mastery of the game takes a lot of efforts, disappointments and emotional instability; Lovers and friends – the ability to keep them after a bang, loyal and faithful is what makes you the MASTER.

Life is a game, the secrets of attraction teaches you how to make it wind to your tune. If am ambitious its cause I was born a WINNER, if am a go-getter it’s because I woke up to reality. I KNOW the LEDGE for KNOWLEDGE is the key to wisdom; WISDOM needed to gain the worlds riches. I boast of a world where I am the gift, the gift of friendship, laughter and most especially freedom. Be not as it may, those who don’t understand hate and what they hate, they fear. I am just the SIMPLE girl next door and when you knock, I shall open and serve you tea laced with vodka. Lol

Hush!

I lie naked on my bed my left arm caressing my nipple as my right hand-jst a finger play round my lips, playfully drag d hairs round them
 Taking it up, I wet it wit my tongue n slide bak this time, touching my clits gently
Then I pinch hard as a scream escapes my lips, my left arm squeezes hand on ma tits and slowly reaches out for pinky I put pinky in mouth imagining him throbbing in my throat
   Another scream as my finger slowly goes in, my waist jecks upward Slowly, I glide pinky down, thru my cleavage, pass my navel n gently rub it against my clits
  Holding pinky with both hands now I push him hard inside me, my waist slightly off d bed with my head slanted backwards, I mourn in pleasure
 I push pink hard inside me, taking him whole, screaming in pain yet the pleasure engulfs my very being
 Out a little and in wit a quick push quickly my arm finds my tits n squeezes hard on them
   I roll over, lying on my tummy but hips raised, throbbing fast, biting hard on my pillow,in quick succession, squeezing my nipples n twisting
   I can feel my brain swell in pleasure as I quickly turn round again on my back
 I scream lik a lady possessed, twisting waist in a rhythm, anticlockwise as I throbb harder
   I feel d rush, I feel d pleasure, I  him urging me to cum, screwing me lik if to release d demon dt has jst possessed my body, I scream out, calling his name, longing 4him as I cum in multiples

wine n spirit

Cocktails have always been one of my delite. As an adventurous lady, I have always found fun in playing with food, drinks and games lol. Even with romance, experiment was in. tonight, I watched cocktails being mixed and enjoyed the different taste of pleasure. It wasn’t much to ask but it was a delight to behold and a lustful pleasure t my taste.

The organisers of the Nigerian wine and spirit festival takes this classes seriously and not as a means of lustfull pleasure like I did. People actually pay to understand the beauty of mixing. Mixing the alcoholic pleasures that graces not only my taste buds but my senses.

Now would take this course? Just maybe. Would I trail this path? Most definitely. As a lover of pleasure, the cocktail classes is not just a learning place but a fun and pleasurable avenue to bond with friends and my environs.

Don’t miss out on the 2011 edition of the Nigerian wine and spirit festival course if you do… you miss everything.

The Kiss

It all started with a kiss

The promise to lock

The passion it ignites

Like a dream,

Steps were taking unknowingly

Like a mirage,

Love then dug sparingly

Eyes met with a passion untold

Smiles glared with a story sold

When it locked,

Passion unleashed

Moves so smooth

Excitement entangled

The night bloomed

All in the story of a kiss

Yes she said, and yes she did

Behind the wheels it started

All it took was just 1 kiss


And history as made!