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 My story may shock you, but then again your situation may be worse. Delve in and find out....
The best moments are the ones when, that affect people positively and inspire them to laugh and live. 
             But is this, the entire story?
 The Human experience is Unique and every person has something to give, you just need to see it from my perspective and I craft words, actions and events from this very human angle.

Ade's Journal Part 6

Ade's Journal Part 6
My Valentine & The Elegance Of A Clean Breakup

Ade's Journal Part 5

Ade's Journal Part 5
My Scrumptious Valentine Kiss

Ade's Journal Part 4

Ade's Journal Part 4
A Scorpion is not a Lobster

Ade's Journal Part 3

Ade's Journal Part 3
My Insane Week Before Valentine

Ade's Journal Part 2

Ade's Journal Part 2
He Had The Guts To Come Back

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Tuesday, 28 June 2016

Illuminating In A Wave Of Dark Tide


"ADE'S JOURNAL" 44

    Lifting my head up high, I pray for a way. A kind of deliverance from the centrifuge that fuels my bloated head. As I shed tears for decisions I failed to take. Places that i wanted to go. My foot paths, carved in clay, paving my way as my footsteps as I leave footprints, Illuminating In A Wave Of  Dark Tide. My weight, sinks deep in the sands of time, and then I backslide....

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Saturday, 25 June 2016

Bronze Sceptre & The Clash And Cascade Of Women


"ADE'S JOURNAL" 43

 The dark clouds gather as Artificial Intelligence flatters. Mmmhf, A world without borders, with Nanobytes chatter...
Over none encrypted channels. This can only fuel and give me the boost. To jet out of a nightmare loop of a strangers hold, holding on to my very soul.
'Fight, push her. She's there , somewhere in the dark laughing'
  Become her, stand tall with your power in your hands. A failure on the walk of burning coal, does not mean next time you won't succeed. Own it, stand tall. It's here, Bronze Sceptre & The Clash And Cascade Of Women.

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Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Drums Of War From The Grimm Reaper


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 42

   Coily frothy foams around my  edgy corners and the soil rushes and spins in low curls beneath the waters. Crash molted skin graze against each other as they Freeze all hopes of him recovering and bringing laughter. Medical facilities put the fear of God in me through all these chatter. As I pray the Drums Of War From The Grimm Reaper, strays far away from all the people I know that gather.
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Friday, 17 June 2016

Mud Caked Bobo Caught Between Two Sisi's


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 41

   Like an annoying overbloated deep green fly with sharp red eyes, you float around and land on what is mine. Don't worry, keep on coming. I will swot you out of existence. Does she care? No oooo. Just look at her smile and act all civil, I've played this game long enough to see all your evil. Buzz around all you want, nothing you yearn for will be yours. Fight for him not for me. My dear, I want to reassure you, that I will always win. No matter his stance or lack of it, I get your time. Na die you dey.
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Wednesday, 15 June 2016

A Very Tall Glass Of Lemonade


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 40

      Voice Swaying Like Waves In The Wind, fighting and struggling past millions of sand clustered together to stop me. Foaming white frothed salty waters slice and smash angry uncultured waves at me with no finese at all. Slicing deep into a wound I didn't know was there. Now I must act, for I can't ignore this any more.
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Saturday, 11 June 2016

Twelve Noon Blues


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 39

   Twelve Noon Blues, caught up with me in hues. I really hate to be in my own shoes, strapped up in leather and Velcro room with no where to go but with you. I will be going Soon, But dont count the minutes too.
For time has flown like a broom, Dashing across the Man in the Moon.
I'll be back soon for my timeless Twelve Noon Blues.
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Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Clay Madam Scream Down Through Tired Eyes


"ADE'S JOURNAL', 38

   Hard red mud, cakes my paved kingdom. Sad black eyes watch my every movement. Over grown red gele, shelters her stern face from a scorching sun. As once again, my hands bake and I mould her to shape once more.

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Friday, 3 June 2016

3 Months Ago I made A Promise


"ADE'S JOURNAL", 37

     Echoes of friendly laughter, fill the cabin with memories of today's chapter. As tired and the same old songs of woe fill my eardrums and I just want to end this chapter. This horrid time when I feel the freezing park has us frozen in a statues pose, doomed to always walk this path. This beautiful hunting time when flowers blow up their scent in the air, and blossom into sun yellow and purple pink attractive blossoms.

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