• CAPSULES • COLOURS OF LIFE

Hey Neighbour, how market ..... listen, carpe diem my friend, it’s time to get up and LIVE your life intentionally by ignoring the market noise, and trust me, that noise is loud, you cannot continue to be chained down by life’s extra, you have got to junk the crap and LIVE...not a zombie like existence where each day drives you nowhere and before you can say Jack, it’s sunset and the trumpet call.

Let me yarn you small “tori”, don’t let life use you to catch cruise oooo, whilst you are drifting without a plan, hmmmm, I remember a friend who got a first class in procrastination from the “university of I too know” until she realised she was not in charge, she cried over the wasted years and her frozen dreams because the defrost button stopped working when she needed it most.

I beg you need to start learning how to DO YOU.

Don’t mind all the oversabi people who will tell you how it ought to be done, they honestly don’t have a clue, because they are also learners.

Our so called agents of socialisation have become toothless bulldogs that we allow to fill us with dread whilst feeding us with their brand of muck. The foundation of life starts from the family and many damage in the name of discipline, they believe their children are plasticine and they mould them by slapping them into shape in the name of love.

I once had a friend whose mother told her at every given opportunity that she was an unwanted child, she grew up believing she was a mistake of destiny and became cold and withdrawn, thanks to the foundational agent of socialisation ..... the family. We cannot continue to allow dysfunction to stop our growth but grow we must despite our background. These experiences must not make us bitter but better as we need to convert the stumbling blocks strewn our way to stepping stones. We must not stay stewed in other people’s mess. Many are also good parents who struggle to ensure that they do not misdirect the gifts that God has given them by partnering with him in their nurture of these innocent souls, to these I give a standing ovation.

The 2nd agent of social conditioning is the church, the mosque et al, from this many take away religion rather than faith, they end up churning out scriptures like recorded robots, without understanding. There was this Omo Jesu whom I used to know, she ended up in the bed of her Pastor, her Choir master and by the time they were both done with her, they dumped her like a worthless rag, meanwhile the Pastor was all the while “catching his fun” with his PA and who knows who else. She was further damaged by those who were supposed to protect her and give her succour because she did not realise that only God loves without conditions precedent to drawdown.

Then comes the final nail in the coffin, the peer group, these ones bite you deep and many become rabid.

They over hype you and you become delusional in your arrogance or they under hype you and mess with your self esteem, because their power of persuasion is subliminal, you struggle not realising what they are doing to you.

You may need to change your circle of influence and utilise a confluence of your own ideas as a springboard to the next level. The process of growth is usually painful but in season it rewards the patient. Whatever deck of cards life deals you, your response must differentiate you from the throng. The agents of socialisation have a role to play in moulding you no doubt but you also have a role to play in the assimilation of what you are fed by them.

You need to doggedly draw a line in the sand and impugn all plans to deconstruct you by reconstructing you to a pliable “dum dum” who will end up spending the entirety of his or her life kowtowing to the whims and caprices of societal dictates. You will one day wake up and find yourself in a self constructed maximum prison wondering how you got there.