Wednesday, 22 August 2012

Eventually (part two)


Sometimes all you can do is try; hope, trust that you'll figure it out. From the source, raindrops become a river that just flows, whether the scorching sun will carry it up yonder via evaporation, or whether it will snake its way to the sea, it nonetheless flows. Keep going, you'll be a step closer to your destination with every move you make. Titi la nyati halikamuliwi kwa staha chambilecho wahenga, and it’s true, nothing major comes easy. Take a leap of faith, find your footing in unchartered terrain, swim in murky waters; eventually the tears will dry, I guarantee you that much.

 ~Kibali~

Allow the pen (part one)


Dear beloved, life will throw you under the bus because it can, things will end, doors will close, people will walk away, leave you, or die. Grieve, deal, live. Whatever season you're in, it shall pass, because everything is everything. Make hay while the sun shines because remember, during a hot day, water evaporates, and rain clouds are formed. Seasons change but they are seasons nonetheless.

Follow your bliss, but remember to sway and bend with the wind so you don't get uprooted. And yes, be rooted, firmly, let your vision so shine that it illuminates away the dark energy people try to smother your mind with. When something ends, accept the grace provided to deal with the loss, shed every tear that wants to fall but remember time and tide waits for no man. Grieve, sieve, live. Keep the lessons, not the pain.

Allow no one to break you unless it's for your good. Don't hold on to broken chords, if it's over let go, take stock and move forward, by moving you whisper to the universe that you may have emerged bloody but unbowed. And life loves its warriors, so keep moving, or stand still to catch your breath but never ever retrogress. NEVER. If a chapter comes to a close, flip the page, allow the pen to be the pen, your story never truly ends.

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

THE CAR LOAD


Envisage an energy packed rugby weekend, and hordes of fans which means adrenaline, sweat, maybe even “blood” and tears. So what next afterwards? How about an after party at the serene Rhino Camp? Located on plush grounds in Nakuru, we as Black Hammock are giving you the opportunity to usher in September, with pomp and style with your friends.

          DR!NK TR!PLE; SEE DOUBLE; ACT S!INGLE!!!!


DATE: 1st -2nd September 2012
TICKETS: Ksh 999 (Advance) PER CAR- max of 6 people: Valid Till 29th August Midnight!!
Ksh 1499 (Gate) PER CAR- max of 6 people, Ksh 250 for an extra passenger in the car
Party Bus Revellers: Ksh 250 per person. (Call +254 725 157 834)
Tickets available at our Museum Hill Offices, 7th Floor-Purshottam Place, Westlands Road and Chronicles Media, 7th Floor -Maendeleo House, Monrovia Street or call the lines below for delivery.

RSVP
+254203601613
+254724806212
+254786806212

PERKS: Full night admission to Rhino Campsite, EDM & rock music, fun galore; we’ve even thrown in a bonfire! On site will be a cash bar, massage parlour (500Ksh - 2,000 Ksh), tattoo parlour (temporary and permanent tattoos), board and party games all at reasonable rates!!!!
Whilst you can bring your own drinks and food, we will have the Hammock Pub, Black Bar and Rhino Bites food court where you can purchase food and refreshments.

Available:      Kilo of Mbuzi at 500kshs
Food: Mishkaki, Burgers, Hotdogs, Fries, Samosas, Ugali, Rice, Roasted   Potatoes, Chicken, Smokie buns, Choma sausage, Eggs, Fruit skewers, etc
                       Shots from 80 kshs, Mzinga from 500 Kshs,
                       Sheesha: 700 Ksh per bong, per Car load (6 peeps) for 30 minutes.
                       Beers: Unbelievably affordable!!!

CAMPING (Tent City Camp)
Camping: 500 Ksh to cater for a tent, mattress, and a blanket; a sleeping bag is 180 Ksh.

Powered by: BlackHammock in partnership with Campus Chronicles, Rhino Camp, Split Creations, Kwemz Tattoos, Trevor Salon, Sandy Caterers and Bakers, Patas Entertainment!!!

Wednesday, 1 August 2012

Coelacanth

This month,
I promise myself I shall move earth,
My name shall be etched in the books of history,
This month,
I promise to give self-doubt a wide berth,
And unlock the greatness inside of me; my mystery.

Different frame of mind,
Last month's hurdles left behind,
I'm on that new grind,
To failure I'm blind,
No more replay or rewind,
I'm breaking the fetters that bind,
Until satisfaction I find,
To failure I'm blind.

This month,
I promise not to focus on dearth,
But on possibilities,
This month,
I promise to spare myself the wrath,
Of unspoken realities,
I promise to breathe, I promise to dance,
I promise not to seethe, in retrospect but seize every chance.

Different frame of mind, 
Last month's heartbreaks left behind,

I'm on that new grind; to failure I'm blind,
No more replay or rewind,
I'm breaking the fetters that bind,
Until satisfaction I find, to failure I'm blind.........

Though success has be rare like a Coelacanth, I shall go harder this month, I shall go harder this month, till I find my Coelacanth


Kibali