Thoughts are droplets of rain glued on the sinews of the heart.

codes, texts and algorithms written & engraved on fragile linings of the mind.

they creep in first like strangers not invited to a party and in a short while lit up flames of fire along the corridors of the soul.

they are words yet to be manufactured on the lips of men, sayings caught up in that dark abyss of the belly awaiting full manifestations into life

I love those who spends time printing notes of thoughts in the banks of their experiences, who after spending them, thereafter heaps them up in a gigantic pile only to offer them up to the fire

I love the man who guards his thoughts like a horse whipped mercilessly to obey his master, yet fed with tonnes of meal to carry out it task

I love the man who buries his thoughts in the sepulcher of his heart and then rushes out to hear the sayings of the elders to obtain wisdom which will by themselves exume those thoughts out of his heart

I love the man who goes to the marketplace to buy thoughts, who them returns home and pile them up in the storehouse of his heart, so his children and grandchildren can inherit wisdom

I love the man who when he sees women, listens meticulously to their sayings rather than the silhouette of their bodies and the curvatures of their breasts so as to gain wisdom

I love the man who though is filled with knowledge accepts the tongue-lashing of mockers and scorners at games, yet in those mockeries gains more wisdom

I love the man who willingly lays his life down in his sojourn into the thoughts of God's seeking wisdom, for he will reap a million thought in this life and million lives in the afterlife

I love the man who sows his soul as an investment on earth, giving out his thoughts to God so he can at the end of all things become "God"

behold, I am the voice that speaks thoughts already manufactured in the mind of the Spirit so the earth would receive it's transformation!

I am that spirit whose thoughts like a river overflowing it's bank will at the end resonate like fire in the hearts of men, so men will become "gods"

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© daniel ezeokeke