Mixed Feelings
Copyright © Hoselita Ikoli As I sat in front of my borrowed laptop, Thoughts swarm through the labyrinth of my mind. Like the Myth, "Who is John Galt?" I asked myself. Who is Hoselita? I thought about the space I dissolve into. I am nobody, I am nothing. yet “I Am” Who Am I? Why do I get so tired ever so often? The space I dissolve into fills me with . . . nothing live anew? What do I do? Where do I start from? Who can give a reason to all my unanswered questions? Success seems to elude me. What could I be doing wrong or not doing? I must really lack imagination and commitment but then again. . . "The Content Of Your Thought And Personal Belief". (http://en.facebox.com/isisneptune/blog/blogid=74184) Thus... where do I go from here? "Must I weep for goats and cowries" I know I must pass through the jungle. The jungle from whence I originated and thither shall I pass. As I pass through the many faceted gems of life, absorbing the different fragrance of exper