#6 Torn Paper: Love

For love speaks a harmonious thing far greater than hate and strife and love, mother of jealousy, protects from lies: the face of conceit and deceit.

#4 Torn Paper: Tears

Therefore, the pain which brings joy healeth; the joy which brings joy healeth; the adoration which makes you cry, heals you; the anguish, purges you.

#2 Torn Paper

For love is the offspring of trust. The bond that is thrust - upon whom is loved - is the ideal affection. I love because I have trust. For love entails sharing portions of your being with another.

Guard Your Art With Diligence

Your art is not feminist, racist, Marxist masculinist, fascists and all that; you are! You are a bottle, your art is wine and ugly wine-shapes are because the bottles aren't so beautiful.

Confessions: A Story of Ripped-Jeans by Olatunde OBAFEMI 

HE-LOVES-ME by Olatunde Obafemi 

I bruised the heads of a hydra, even the snake which wielded the most abominable thing: sin. By HIS stripes I was healed but as HIS scribe my joy was sealed. 

Day6 – Forgive OR FORGRIEVE

I would have called a legion, just a legion of angels, to show them who they were messing with....

Day5 – KNOWING ALL THINGS

Sometimes, we doubt that we know what we know. We doubt....

Having Mercy #4 by Okuwoga Eyimofe

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