The minds mind

The minds mind is like a jagged edge,a set of gear teeth always meshing with eachother to produce that mental torque we need to move on.Thing is the mind is ever conscious,ever rolling,ever going.Im trying to reckon with the fact that when im asleep it rambles through the waves of life as normal as it would if i was awake.Problem is,at this point(sleep) i cannot phantom what its telling me.I am not talking about dreams here.As the name dream implies,a dream is a dream,thats all to it.
How do i control my mind while im asleep?
I wokeup this morning thinking....If im asleep,and my mind is still at work as if i was awake how do i wakeup to recollect what i missed in my sleep.How do i reconceive the thoughts it created while i was in my sub-conscious?One never knows,the ideas we miss in our sleep might be the keys to ones success tomorrow hence i want to lose not!
How does the mind stay functional while we are asleep and if sleep has been termed a "temporary state of death",how does the mind continue from that point?How does it mark the point where we sleep and know to continue from that point?
Then i thought,the mind must have a well organised recycle pattern it follows.What do i mean by recycle?
I mean thoughts that had passed through before are re-played and bought back to our consciousness.We never know if they are exactly brand new or have actually been played before(in our sleep) the point where we missed them.Brings the question,how are you going to miss something you never knew of its existence?Confusing of all sorts.....
The human mind is perfect and creative,but it does repeat its ideas.
We never know that fact......
We're just embodiments of our minds.

☆Jubril Blaize☆

November 2010

Wait..Breathe

I would write about a womans touch but then again illd rather not let my emotions into the air for the bees to swarm upon.An innocent move i made 6 months ago would become a chapter in my life today.
Follow me @sleekblaize if you are really interested in knowing how the verses unfold. Cheers!

☆Jubril Blaize☆

November 2010

Prayerdollars...A wakeup call for the ones i love.

Less i forget because i'm pouring this out of an aging brain on the spur of the moment....
3 days ago,i was chatting with my younger brother via BBM(Blackberry messenger)while at work hardly working; lol.
We talked about how we could make more money,business ideas we could delve into and all sorts.We joked about different things,trivial issues of life and also talked about mum/dad.
We finally talked about robbing a bank jokingly.Ideas ran through my head, I'lld think they were smart ideas.I don't know what you'lld bring out of my ideas but i think they were quite viable for an ambitious thief.We shoved the joke aside few minutes later and ended our chat session.
It did not end there for me because a few minutes later,i really tried to think about the best way to rob a bank.I came to the conclusion that it'lld probably have to be prayers.I came up with that because i reasoned that previous robbers went into their missions with prayers in their hearts.They prayed to God for a fruitful/successful theft.We all know these are negative missions right???You should think on that....
Did God answer their prayers???......I cannot say.Was it shear luck????I have no answer.But i do know there have been stories of tactful and successful robberies.Hence today,what i can say is "Who are you not to pray to God for whatsoever if the thought process of a bank robber was to pray before he did his harm?"Really,what excuse do you have for your inability to get down on your knees,talk to the G-Man beyond.
I know many of us would not go into prayers for a bad intention/motive,but if the thief will,you might as well...The thief believes that he has to pray to God at the beginning of all his works so He may bring them to a good ending.He does not care about the type of work it is,he just wants a good ending.
If you were the thief,wont you pray?
How about now that you are not....I think you should triple pray...
You are in a prayer duel with the thief.
There are a million reasons to pray,i dont know why i came up with this one but i hope it makes sense to those who can see beyond their noses.God help us all.
Ill leave you with this quote by James R. Bayley- The greater thy business is,by so much the more thou hast need to pray for God's good-speed and blessing upon it,........therefore,though thy haste be never so much,or they business never so great,yet go not about it,nor out of the doors,till thou hast prayed.

☆Jubril Blaize☆

  October 2010

Note:My thinking might be slightly skewed,its just my thinking.

Oxygen sensor..Im alive

Undoubtedly one of my favorite artists in the last decade,Marshal Mathers a.k.a "Eminem" has yet again captured my musical interest with his venomous outburst in his 6th album  "Recovery".I have listened to every word,every track...Now this is the Slim Shady i knew especially in his first two CDs...
The Slim Shady LP,The Marshal Mathers LP,The Eminem Show,Encore,The relapse and last but hopefully not the least,the Recovery CD have not disappointed not for a minute....
Whats the catch?Am i here to write about Eminem?Whats the connection?
So i've been busy and out of it for the longest time,i wouldn't say i was seeking for a reason to write or the motivation to blog  but for a while my gears have been changing but creating the same speed.
I must confess..Ive been doing a lot of listening recently.Listening to my parents,my friends,music,Spiritual men of God..name the rest and insert here - (         )
Theres the answer, I've been listening to Eminem,lets stop there.Enough of Em.

I have ideas running from brain cell to brain cell,ideas that give me a reason for a re-definition of my thought process.Ideas that if i don't write down,the person standing or sitting next to me would get a brain melt-down because of what would get into his head from my head. A thought like "do i need a rejuvenation"????Well, I found the answer a few weeks after which is no,im getting wiser with age.Ive embraced aging as i recently added a year about two weeks ago.I have many others that i am yet to decipher myself.
Do you know that we all are standing at zebra crossings and the lines we walk on represent reality flashing at us?Do you know that we are all poets of our unappreciated inspiration? Who would agree that there are actually three sides to a coin?Im going coo-coo thinking about these things.
Let me stop here for today,at least somebody now knows im alive,hale and hearty gathering my facts.I know ive been quiet for too long.When i do get a brain buzz again,ill be sure to hola.Till then....Adios

☆Jubril Blaize☆

  August 2010

Angel or What?

He sniffed from the terrible and annoying pollen grains that were set free into the air that morning as he paced down the road trying to catch the first train to his interview location.The cold wind hitting blindly into his face wasn't near enough to slow him down.He increased his pace as he crossed the T-junction downtown Chicago.
The past few weeks had been full of spiritual zeal for Duke.A young man,quite good looking for his age if you would ask the opposite sex,he beleieved what he didn't fear would never hurt him.He was motivated by faith,touched by the unknown and the fear of only tomorrow made him struggle relentlessly in this unfair world.
Now at the train station,he bought out the few nickels he had in his pocket to see if their sum would be enough to let him pay for a round trip.They weren't enough.This was where his passion for success came into play;nothing was going to stop him from getting to his interview.Not minding his financial disability at the time,he got on the train staying positive and hoping a miracle would happen.Well,a miracle did happen,the conductor let him off at the next station!
So back on the streets he was,trying to figure out his next move.He turned to the crowd,gazed into the thin air but no ideas yet.The simple fact was that he didn't have enough money so going back home was inevitable.
He finally decided,he would get a one way ticket and walk the rest of the distance.Not a good idea but okay.
Just as he came up with this thought,a random elderly man walked up to him,his words were "Looks,like you could use some change??...and handed Duke some money".He gladly accepted the money and thanked the old man.The man disappeared into the crowd.Duke made it to his interview.The question,an angel or what?

☆Jubril Blaize☆

     April 2010

A deal with the unknown

The year was 1999.Time and place;approximately 3.30pm in Ikeja Lagos,Nigeria.Picture me walking through a bustling and inconsiderate crowd who don't care about how little or fragile i was at time.I was supposed to be making my way back home from the days shower of Math lessons but heres where curiosity and questioning the unknown brought me.I have no idea why i was a target but heres how i went through the day that year.
A man walked up to me, couldn't quite get his sentences together but being a smart kid i gathered and summed up what he was trying to say.He was speaking in French with little English trying to tell me  he was lost and was trying to get directions.I looked at the little piece of paper he had in his hands,the address didn't quite make sense to me.I told him he had things mixed up and there was no way the address existed.He then decided to tell me how he had VCR, TV sets,cell phones to pickup at this address from a Lady he had a business deal with.
Thinking like a child that i was,I immediately told him that he had been deceived or should i say duped...?
I felt like his Alpha and Omega at the time.I felt like i had designed a rocket to the moon,i had just saved someone some time in his life.

To be continued...

☆Jubril Blaize☆

     April 2010

Quotable Quotes in my Life

Applause-When the million applaud you,seriously ask what harm you have done;when they censure you,what good!~ Colton

Brotherhood-If God is thy father,man is thy brother.~ Lamartine

Children-The smallest children are nearest to God,as the smallest planets are nearest to the sun.~ Richter

Death-Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.- Henry Van Dyke

Experience-We are often Prophets to others,only because we are our own historians.~ Mad.Swetchine

Freedom-Countries are cultivated,not as they are fertile but as they are free.~ Montesquieu

Generosity-A generous man places the benefits he confers beneath his feet;those he receives nearest to his heart.

Home-He is the happiest,be he a king or peasant,the one who finds peace in his home.~ Goethe

Ignorance-Better be unborn than untaught,for ignorance is the root of misfortune.~ Plato

Jealousy-This is the injured lovers shell.~ Milton

Knowledge-The word knowledge,strictly employed,implies three things;truth,proof and conviction.~ Whately

Life-Why all this toil for the triumphs of an hour?~ Young

Man-Indisputably a great,good,handsome man is the first of created things.~ C.Bronte

Name-A virtuous name is the precious,only good,for which Queens and peasants wives must contest together.~ Schiller

Opinion-We think very  few people sensible,except those who are of our opinion.~ Rochefoucauld

Parents-Next to God,they parents.~ Penn

Quiet-What sweet delight a quiet life affords.~ Drummond

Religion-A man who puts aside his religion because he is going into society is like one taking off his shoes because he is about to walk upon thorns.~ Cecil

Secrecy-A secret is too little tor one,enough for two,and too much for three.~ Howell

Temptation-Do all that you can to stand,and then fear lest you may fall,and by the grace of God you are safe.~Tyron Edwards

Uncertainty-All that lies between the cradle and the grave is uncertain.~ Seneca

Vanity-Every occasion will catch the sense of the vain man,and with that bridle and saddle you may ride him~ Sir,P.Sidney

Woman-There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.~ Lamartine

X...............

Youth-The morning of life is like the dawn of day,full of purity,of imagery and harmony.~ Chateaubriand

Zeal-To be furious in religion is to be irreligiously religious.~ Penn

☆Jubril Blaize☆

 September 2010

Whats on your mind??

"Did u just ask what i had on my mind?"....

Right now?It is,ummmmmmm my mum!
I really miss my mum.....
Ok,ok.let me describe her in a few words:-My mum is my home.I cant describe,shes that place where i can really go to rest my head.Gosh..i dnt know how to go about it..Lets say shes an enigma thus the yoruba saying (Iya ni wura iyebiye) meaning mothers are priceless!
Back to the place.That place where i can run to alone and yet everything remains everything.With time, i've learnt to age with my mum over the phone.I saw my mother last in 2007.As i lay here in bed,i see her beckoning to me..wanting me to come home.
Eachtime i talk to her,i can sense her aging...or should i say metamorphose back into a child.
Then again i wanna go home..but have i accomplished my mission here?
I so happen to be the 1st of 4 children,3 boys and a sole sister.I left home early 2005 to pursue my education in "No-Mans Land";what we know today as the United states.
As i made it through the departure at the airport in Lagos that night,God knows the tens of thousands thoughts that filtered through my multi-formous mind.One of the most consistent thoughts that night i remember was me wishing i could wish.I sincerely do not believe in wishing.
I wanted my mum with me so bad,i'm sure she felt the same too but yes,we had to face actual reality.Her 1st son was leaving...............................for good??
I cannot answer that question till today.
I wouldn't see her again until December 2007 when she came to visit.she did end up getting ill and didn't make it back home until sometime in early March.Very trying time in life i must tell you,but with the help of the Alpha and Omega we made past the mark the devil thought he had made for us.
Real life experience here,since then i and my mum have aged together over the phone.Shared our birthdays,our love,gossip,successes and desires...thank God for technology.
So when i see people describe their mothers with basic words that man put meaning to...I sense its undeserving and unappreciative.
Moments in time are the best way to describe people that are dear to you.
These are my moments,what are yours?

☆Jubril Blaize☆

    April 2010

Daddy's one girl

He was 22,she was already 29....
A physically matured man at the time when compared to most males at that age,young and cultured in heart but one thing;very curious to find out what possibilities existed in this puzzle called life he was born into.
Talking about possibilities,he had a good chance because there was already a strong foundation laid down for him by the ones who gave  him life.The "Ready button",need just be hit when he was set to quiz the world.
One possibility was feelings he would nurse for the opposite sex that couldn't be described as love nor lust as those are the extremes.Bigger picture,seemed to be catastrophes waiting to be recorded right from the onset.
Education was important,he knew this.His father had told him there was no better way up the ladder than to climb it from the bottom,no shortcuts he had warned him.
Trouble was welcomed when he ignorantly fell into the trap of this older lady.Yes,he was lured into it.How?One cant explain but yes,the end result was a Life.A beautiful girl.
9 months later,she would knock at his door asking to see his parents with his child in her arms.He was going to be the father of an unwanted child.He was going to be added to the U.N statistic of adults with unwanted children.A product of a one-night stand.
True,because the typical African parent/grandparent would deny such a relationship.He knew it was his,they knew it was their first grandchild.He set his eyes on her only once and disappeared searching for greener pasture.Time would pass,only for him to hear about the death of his child few years after.
My question/s:
1.What was he supposed to do...??
Do remember he had no connection whatsoever with this child,he had only set his eyes on her once and left home afterwards.He didnt know her name,what she looked like,basically no emotional connections.
Should it be good news in the sense that,he never wanted a child and now "Life" took her away itself or should it be bad news in the general of a loss of a child;his own child??

☆Jubril Blaize☆

    April 2010

Memories... they linger on forever,it's your choice how to make them precious.

☆Jubril Blaize☆

     March 2010

A synopsis...

I don't fear death or anything that comes in it's shape,color or depth.

I've been through a lot in my life,seen and learnt from these life moments.

I love driving,by that i mean literally driving everything....driving cars,self drive my life,attention driving e.t.c to mention but a few.

That's the story...now you figure me out.

☆Jubril Blaize☆

     March 2010