Hello to all #hivers.
Marry, and you will regret it; don’t marry, you will also regret it; marry or don’t marry, you will regret it either way. Laugh at the world’s foolishness, you will regret it; weep over it, you will regret that too; laugh at the world’s foolishness or weep over it, you will regret both. Believe a woman, you will regret it; believe her not, you will also regret it… Hang yourself, you will regret it; do not hang yourself, and you will regret that too; hang yourself or don’t hang yourself, you’ll regret it either way; whether you hang yourself or do not hang yourself, you will regret both. This, gentlemen, is the essence of all philosophy.”*
Over the weekend due to a lots of prior appointments I have't found the appropliate time to share more updates.
According to the legendary and prolific writer Maya Angelou, "every story does desrve to be heard." Due to the rampant crime rates, lack of proper clothing and even shelter, there does exixt a lot of people with untold stories, since when learned of the illicit business in Ghetto, many stories about Ghetto's and the daily happenings go untold, My country Kenya has unfortunately been a hideout for those that go there in order to serve those who sent them there.
And hence my desire to share the happenings for they truly are the most crazy happenings, in order for one to survive in a ghetto one has to be as tough, otherwise the good here are always turned into food ASAP. But one thing the Ghettos provide is a sense of community, everyone knows everyone else, it is very hard to suffer with pals in these low living conditions. But the truth is Ghettos' too are peaceful it is just that most a re hardened by the cruel hands of fate and one is left with nothing than to just survive a day at a time, and quoting Søren Kierkegaard. Danish theologian and philosopher, in his book: The Sickness Unto Death: A Christian Psychological Exposition for Upbuilding and Awakening
The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. No other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.”
No where else is it more clear how one gets completly and totally lost untll their last moments on this version of reality, it will be too late by then that one cannot escape the cruel hand of fate, and as usual the devil with his sickle he is always there to take them across to whatever realm it is that they get to once one is intured in one's final home, the grave. Most imprison themselves and those in their life, by subscribing to all type of merry making, but since it is a ghetto environment, the drugs are always readly available and at a very cheap price, not because people are broke, no, but they just prefer that anarchist way of living.
basically sometimes my intuition perceives the area as a prison, only Death is daring enough to make people move back to whether that thy come from. I recently came a very disturbing scene, a mother gave birth to a health baby hair, but due to reasons no one understand, the baby was found dead, that messed me up mentally and got me thinking of how stupid we can be, yet the child never made any application to get here. Rather than throwing such a baby boy, one should just donate to the millions who have resources but they don't have their own children. But my believe is that Allah surely will not let such people continue living in peace, but I rest my case, but it was a heart breaking moment
