Of Coffee And More Cake

African Sunset Cake

We are going to need more cake……..

If you were having coffee with me, I would be very happy to welcome you to my this hear wonderful space, I would ask you if I looked older?

Beaton Grey

Rich with strands of silver, Embracing my beard’s winter As I stand in the sun….

It was my birthday just the other day in case you missed it……. Your birthday is when you get to experience what it feels like to be a celebrity, people being nice to you simply because you were born, but only for a day.

If you were having coffee with me I would tell that if I had to share a slice of cake wwith everyone I promised a slice, we would definitely need more cake. I would share some of my favourite messages from all over the internet:

Edwina

Zilencube

RaggedUrban

Mablees

The best rumours I have I heard about me I started them myself…

Fiona

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you that I am a walking contradiction, my totem is a flame and my spirit animal is fire but my star sign is Pisces a water element, what happens when Fire meets water; why magic happens of course.

T.W.

pisces born 22 february

I still haven’t watched Black Panther scandalous as that may be, and so I navigate my internet timeline cautiously trying not to step on spoilers as people go about tagging #WakandaForever. I wonder wakanda character I would have been if Wakanda were real, but not to fret soon as I watch, a review will be coming up!!!!

If you were having coffee with me I would ask if you see the irony in saying:

 “The only way to stop a bad guy with a gun is with a good guy with a gun”

when the only person who gains from is the person who manufactures/sells the guns.

I don’t watch the news much, but it still filters down to me, the atrocities people commit for various reasons and causes. The really is no-one is more dangerous than a person who believes in the righteousness of their cause.

If you are having coffee with me I would tell you that birthdays are but an excuse to eat cake, so we are going to need more cake….

africa themed cake

~B

PS Final its complete the poetry duet I was doing with Mable where I would write something and she would RIGHT it give it a look see:

I wrote Of The Broken Mugged Man

She replied with Bruised Not Broken

I wrote Of UnBreaking

She responded with Hearts

Next I wrote Of Heart Petals In The Wind

And she said finally righted it You and I

PPS Mable definitely next Wednesday.

 

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Of Love and Life in The Digital Age

You are familiar with the Three Mystic Apes also known as the Three Wise Monkeys:

See No Evil Hear No Evil Speak No evil

See No Evil, Hear No Evil and Speak No Evil

Mizaru, with eyes covered, sees no evil; Kikazaru, with covered ears, hears no evil; and Iwazaru, covering mouth, speaks no evil….

Well there is fourth whose wisdom and mysticism is somewhat debatable:

monkey with a phone  He sees nobody, he hears nobody and he speaks to nobody……. and yet on the internet the world is his oyster……

I always take what I read on the internet with a pinch of salt because much as it is a fun creative space, reducing physical distance into nothing more than a click on a screen, it seems to warp reality as we perceive it……

The more our phones capture reality, each new model with better camera, higher number of pixels and a bigger  screen with high definition screen; the less we actually experience it. It seems we have become a generation that seeks validity and relevance by the number of likes and retweets we get online, outsourcing even our conscience to online personas.

Sometimes it seems like people go out of their way to post pictures or share video clips from their lives to prove how they have made it in life or how awesome their dream holiday is even how perfect their relationship is. Almost as if they need the world’s approval to convince themselves that they have indeed arrived. Well maybe you have made it, but as for the rest of the easily swayed world who try to compete every second of their lives to a single moment, captured in a well-timed photo, disappointment awaits you…

Valentine’s has come and gone; with its commercialised; over hyped up trimmings, and of course throw in smart phones and the internet and suddenly people out to show how their better half is best; better than anyone else’s. Some seem to date simply so they can show off. I am sure a relationship is not a competition and Relationship Olympics are not an actual Olympic event but hey people are out there winning the Boyfriend Olympics and the Girlfriend Olympics on the internet.

Relationship Olympics

How do you stay in your lane if you want to Keep Up With The Internet Citizens who star in their own Reality Shows right on our internet timelines.

I read an interesting quote along the lines of :

“If you are going to do good deeds/charity work leave your camera behind”

I wonder if he knew, Alexander Graham Bell, back when he invented the telephone how much control his invention would have over our lives

The next time you are outside and happen to see the perfect sunset don’t take out your phone and take a picture just look at it until the light fades away…

sunset

~B

 

PS why wait only for Valentine’s Day to show how much someone means to you anyway? Live every day like its Valentine’s day.

The fourth monkey is called Post No Evil

Post No evil

 

 

photo Credit: Freaking News

 

Of My Blog Resolutions

Resolutions: The Journey So Far. Day Five of The #FEBlog blog every day challenge.

  • One of my resolutions was to blog more and what more than a blogging everyday challenge to jump start the year….. Day Five and not out.
  • I also want to maintain and increase an active network of bloggers. So every once in a while (depending on its initial success) I will host The Muse Blog Party;

  • this is when I will share a blogroll of articles from bloggers I interact with.
  • If you are interested: let’s get this party started, here is how it will work; in the comments drop the link to an article of yours past or present you think fellow bloggers (and me also) should check out (I promise to read every link.. eventually
  • Follow up on the comments posted and read at least one post from a link posted by another blogger and when you comment sign off at the bottom ~With Compliments from B and me (your name)

  • I have been neglecting a creative writing tag of mine where I write a story and the reader picks how the story proceeds… starting this Friday I will be resuming it; if you are a curious cat, you can catch up on the story so far at this link…..
  • To self host my blog or to upgrade to a premium wordpress plan… decisions decisions but we certainly going up notch
  • Ah yes also I’ll be doing more posts on how to amp up your blogging game, stay tuned. I have just made myself an expert.
  • Blogger Meet Ups! ! ! ! ! ! ! Coming soon.

~B PS And I owe Mable a letter…. I am completing this resolution on Wednesday!

Of The Rain God

 

I am a Rain God.

Try not to freak out, I am trying not to freak out either but that is my final conclusion, it makes perfect sense.

Why does it rain? It rains when two clouds love each other so much that they come together….  I will save you the geography lesson, besides I never really paid attention but I did learn a cool word for rain… PRECIPITATION. I also know another cool ran related word PETRICHOR (ask me nicely and I might tell you in an upcoming post.)

How to make it rain:

For most people it’s not exact science, unless of course you are into cloud seeding and such then it’s a near exact science but highly iffy. Cloud seeding is when you really love a cloud…. OK I really should have sat still and listened during my Geography class.

A Rain Ceremony is another way to make it rain, now that is definitely NOT a science it is more in the magic and mythical realm. You need to engage the services of a n’anga aka sangoma aka “witch doctor’’ what do you call such a bone throwing traditional “doctor”  where you come from? The doctor performs some sort of ancestral appeasement ceremony because mostly when it doesn’t rain its because you did something wrong and the ancestors are showing their displeasure. A rain dance might be done, traditional beer will be brewed and a cow or goat is slaughtered, those ancestors sure like a good party.

If you are an ordinary person and you want it to rain, its fairly easy just wish for it to not rain; throw a garden party  or some outdoors event, or wash all your clothes and hany them out to dry …. Chances are it will rain depending on your luck

The Rain God

 

I spent a tiny town in the Lowveld part of Zimbabwe, it’s a hot arid region with low precipitation. Whenever it rained I got a nose bleed, or rather now that I think about it, when it; When I got a nose bleed It Rained. Maybe it was the heat maybe it was the altitude and atmospheric pressure (ok I did pay attention during geography class) The nose bleeds were rather severe and distressing not only to me but to the witnesses. Eventually my grandma came up with a solution, smoke some Elephant dung. Yes it worked, I stopped getting nose bleed, it still rained though, so that’s a remedy for those who know anyone who suffers from frequent nose bleeds.

I grew up and grew my hair too.

Beaton

Now here is the thing, every single time I get my hair touched up usually after a washday routine(read it here):   IT RAINS.

washday

And after all the effort putting into fixing up my hair imagine getting rained on your parade. At first I used to brush it off as just a weird coincidence but now, not so much.

Washday

 

I had my washday the day before yesterday; it rained all of yesterday I tried fixing up the rain damage last night, and today:

Even FaceBook warned me to stay dry

Facebook

Its not just that it rains, it tries to rain on me, I like dancing in the rain but not when I have just got my hair done, the two strand twists start unravelling.

WhatsApp Image 2018-02-03 at 12.14.53

Maybe I should visit Cape Town I hear they could really do with some rain

 

I am a Rain God

#MyAfricaMyWords

~B

 

Of Why I Write

flipping pages

Blank pages ……

I am genetically engineered to write,
My genes are punctuated with metaphors,
And an irresistible need to write..
I am writer,
It’s not what I do,
It is who I am,
I take off my shoes before I write,
To sort of humble myself before,
All the words inside of me,
Words written but never spoken,

Words to fill up the blank pages 

….You read a part of me in every word I write…
The parts of me you read, are not just pieces of me, but make me up.

Every word of mine you read,
You take a part of me with you

What will you do with the lil bit of my soul that you take with you?

Dipping a pen into my blood
I write myself a soul
pouring out a multitude of words,
brushing away the excess,
A little more of me drips onto every page,
In time,
I will be the book and the book will be me
and my story will be told

Becoming The Muse

 

~B

 

page scrolling

becoming the muse why I write 2018

Of 2018: The Year Thats Mine

Hello 2018

hello 2018

The first page of a new chapter…..

Depending on the parameters, any day, technically speaking, from a strictly empirical point of view could be the beginning of a New Year……

Convention has it that 1 January is the beginning of the calendar year….

January calender

Happy New year and welcome to my first blog post for 2018, and in time for the first supermoon for the year

A local Zim musician Tehn Diamond shared a twitter challenge to giveaway wallpapers with a personalized power word.

My word was Mlilo and this is my wallpaper

Mlilo

mlilo wallpaper

Mlilo means fire in Xitsonga language (also Moto in shona language)

Mlilo moto wallpaper

Fire is my totem amongst strangers I know who my tribal kin are….

Its uncommon to have an inanimate totem, imagine telling people that your spirit animal is fire. (you can read more about my totem in Zimbabwe here)

I am guessing that if dragons were real they would have been my totem and our praise song when you were announcing us in public or thanking us or just being super respectful or down right flattering; you would begin…

Introducing:

The first flame,

His most royal spontaneous combustor,

Consumer of all leaving nothing but ash,

Burner of things,

Bringer of light,

Chaser of darkness,

Giver of warmth

Keeper of secrets

and Maker of Heroes

I guess if we were characters in game of thrones we would be House Targaryen

what keeps me warm the fire inside

Fire fascinates me, fire burns and all fires burn its something you learn for yourself

fire

 

Hello 2018

……This year is mine

Cos I remember looking in the mirror last year 
Like, this is it, this is our year I swear  
Like The Year Before That
And The Year Before That 

Like the year before that
And the year before that

So I’m back up in the mirror singing the same song
I’m back up in the mirror like THIS YEAR’S YOURS
And the year before that . . . .

 

You might want to stand back I don’t know how hot I am going to get but….. flame on!!!

starting digital fires

 

Becoming The Muse

~B

 

Thanks tehn I play this jam at the beginning of every year as I did the year before that and the year before that!!!!!

 

January calendar credit Printable Calendars

 

Of Coffee With The 1000

Coffee with the 1000 people that live in my internet 

Hello there

If you were having coffee with me, I would tell you that I am most pleased to see that I have modest following of 1000 readers and double that are email subscribers who are all you people how did you even find me?  I do hope you enjoy your stay…….

Some people will tell you that you should not get bogged down in the stats about how many readers you have or who shares your work, its called EGOmanics and apparently it’s a trap bloggers fall into…  Jesus only had 12 followers…..I try not to get too much into stats and all but The you have reached 1000 is a milestone…

becoming the muse

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you that some of the people who live in my interweb and read my blog I consider my friends and I am happy to tell you that if you were having coffee with me its not coffee we would be having coffee but honey and lemon herbal tea in the coffee mug labelled orange, cheers.

The coffee mug labelled orange

Funny story I have had many people asking me what my blogging niche is, what is your niche? I am proudly un-niched, you see I find definitions stifling, to define something is to limit it, to confine it into a neat little box…

Think outside the box

To think outside of a box first you have to get into the box, but what if there is no box????

I keep this blog to remember, back in the day we used to gather around fires and tell stories passing on knowledge from generation to generation, well I write stories some real some imagined, I am an analogue man in a digital world I still prefer handwritten sentiments of the posted kind to instant messaging but this storyteller has gone digital!

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you that By powers vested in me by the internet and Google Digital Skills Training I now consider myself somewhat an expert in some aspects of the digital world…

You have completed every single lesson in the Digital Skills Africa library

Google skills training certificate

You could call me The Digital Consultant (if you need assistance or a wee bit of freelance writing  a contact form is available at the bottom of this post or drop a comment)

I also run a blogging network Afrobloggers with four other tireless individuals from all corners of the African continent  who keep the blogging network alive, we are like five mini-robots who come together to form a bigger robot and in partnership with Tribe Of Influence a Zimbabwean Blogging network we will be bringing you Zim Blogging Awards for bloggers from Zimbabwe or who blog about Zimbabwe. Hopefully we will eventually partner with all sorts of blogging communities throughout Africa to have local blogging awards and continental blogging awards ( If you have suggestions or have a way to support or sponsor feel free to reach out)

If you were having coffee with me I would thank you for your support, I am writer first and I will tell we feed on appreciation it’s a vanity we hide from the world so well shhhhh don’t tell anyone though, just promise to drop by and read and say a kind word or two….. I don’t write this blog for the hits I write for myself, for the sheer pleasure of spilling words out of me, words which if I kept inside I would die….

Sowing my words as seed

That is why I write. Why do you?

~B

The fire inside

The fire inside

Of Inauguration Day: A new dawn for Zimbabwe?

Friday 25 November inauguration day for Zimbabwe

Zimbabwe Inauguration Emmerson Mnangagwa

Emmerson Mnangagwa gets sworn in as the third president of Zimbabwe… Yes 3rd president but history seems to have selective amnesia in 1980 we had Canaan Sodindo Banana as president and Robert Mugabe was Prime Minister (its said the presidential position was mainly ceremonial but still so yeah maybe he has in power for 37 years) in 1987 Robert Mugabe became president and the prime minister position somehow got absorbed into the presidential realm while we still celebrating our independence no one noticed but this is how he wound up with the unlimited authority that has led us down the path we are now on….

What short memory history has and that is why it is bound to repeat itself ….. if I have learnt anything from history, its that no one ever learns anything from the lessons history has to teach… doomed to watching it repeat itself.

History repeats itself

History Repeats Itself

Enter: our new president for a hopefully new Zimbabwe. His signature is quite the intricate affair…

Emmerson Mnangagwa signature crocodile

Is he drawing a crocodile as he is “affectionately” known. I am yet to mean a benign crocodile, what sharp teeth they have, this man who in some circles is known as The Butcher of Esgodini…….

Can a crocodile change its scales? I pray it can.

Only a few short weeks Emmerson Mnangagwa was Vice-President of Zimbabwe he has probably been responsible for some the policies that have seen us get to where we today, until he got fired from the ruling party and the government for disloyalty and other things and then the president resigned in a coup that was not a coup, and just like that Emmerson gets sworn in as president. People are busy celebrating the fall of one tyrant might have simply replaced the face of tyranny, old wine in new bottles and does anyone really care how exactly he got reinstated, well he is president now the bed has been made, we lay in it…. Cant help feel certain liberties have been taken with constitution…. But what do I know I am not a lawyer.

Still we have a chance at something of a fresh start, a tiny step, but still a step. I did not attend the inauguration not because I did not want but because I could not find the transport money, we still have a cash crisis going on here, I horde my precious coins as would a miser spending grudgingly always wondering what will I do tomorrow….

I didn’t watch the inauguration on TV because we had no electricity for the whole day, I don’t know if it is just my neighbourhood but we seem to experiencing a whole lot of power cuts again should I be worried?….

I would have posted this article on Friday but first all we had no electricity and then I ran out of internet data, the price of the internet is prohibitive and I just got a message from my provider that as from 1 December prices are going up….

Has anything changed and is it for the better? Well today the army did issue out a statement that normalcy has returned to the streets of Harare that the police are now resuming their regular duties although there will be soldiers will accompany them in a move that seems downright like babysitting them….. Interesting times

Zimbabwe Joint Statement by ZDF & Security

ZDF and Security service statementmbabwe ZDF and security service statement

Elections are still going on as scheduled eight months from now and I still haven’t found a candidate to vote for….. I had lost hope in the electoral process, but for now the hope has been rekindled…..

How do I feel, lets put it on the record as cautious optimism…..oh wait the new cabinet has not yet been announced maybe when they do we will have better insight into what we have in store……

~B

PS Emmerson Mnangagwa is president now much as its been cute watching international journalist stumble over his name

its getting old let me break it down phonetically for you:

Moo as in MOOn

Nuh as in NUt

Nger as in the NGER in huNGER

Gua as in GUAva

Mnangagwa Moo Nuh Nger Gua

You are welcome and tell a friend

 

PhotoCredit:  ZDF and Security Services joint Press Statement Haru Mutasa

Of Asante Sana Goodnight Mr President

The President of the Republic of Zimbabwe First Secretary of the Ruling Party, Head of State and Government, Commander-in-Chief of Zimbabwe Defence forces, Patron of The War Veterans and Chancellor of all Universities His Excellency Comrade Robert Gabriel Mugabe has resigned…….

Following unparalleled events that would rival a popular television series (except in this story no one died) which could have begun over a serving of ice cream at a rally culminating in a coup that’s not a coup; if some sources can be believed, but if I have learnt anything about the Zimbabwe situation it was that anyone who tells you they are reliably informed would probably reliably misinform you….

I am reliably informed You know nothing Batman

When it comes to the Zimbabwe Crisis/Coup that is not a coup almost every one is like Jon Snow……  You Know Nothing

Sunday Evening Former President of Zimbabwe Robert Mugabe (it feels weird writing that we have never had a former president before) scored a coup of his own he had the whole news world tuned in for hours waiting for him to announce his resignation and he had a different idea:

He finished by saying Asante Sana (thank you very much in Swahili) and bid the world Goodnight like it was business as usual and tomorrow would be a regular day at the office….

All sort of theories got thrown from impeachment to hidden agendas…

Finally though today he has resigned, the Speaker of Parliament read his resignation to members of parliament ready to start impeachment proceedings and parliament went jubilant:

 

If the parliamentarians are this happy you can imagine how the ordinary folk are rejoicing its like its carnival festivities on New Year’s Day but on Christmas day during your birthday….. What a time to be alive.

21 November 2017 I feel a certain bittersweet way, it did not have to end this way…. But Robert Mugabe had become the face of everything wrong with this country, the only president I have ever known, 93 years old still clinging onto power while some countries made room for 31 year olds, we need new blood.

Who is the former president of Zimbabwe

I know we have a long way to go to dismantle the tyranny machine and life wont miraculously get better but I have seen that people can rally behind a notion, an ideal and support and its beautiful, the same party might still be in power but our eyes have been opened….. one victory at a time 

I don’t know who our current president is, if we even have a current president? Who is running this show? I don’t know what happens next. Is this a good thing and should I be even celebrating? To be honest  I dont know but I am hopeful this is a start of a future we can believe in again……..

Mugabe Resigns

Asante Sana Mr President and Goodnight

~B