Don't get married IF...

Today I write with a lot of pain, hearing stories of married friends who have gone separate ways. When these things happen, I have learnt never to take sides or to point a finger to any party because irrespective of what you may see, it is often hard to get the big picture, the true picture, if you are not in the marriage, in the home, living with the couple – and even if you are, sometimes, that doesn’t give you the full picture.

However, in discussing some of the issues with a friend, I feel that there is little useful information on key issues involving marriage, and on the core details around areas like sex, money, kids, in-laws, planning, people seem to be very quiet. The plethora of books around talk about love languages and keeping passion alive – but you cannot have sex all the time or always come home with a rose in your mouth to delight your spouse. Depending on what part of the world you live in, you may not even have a rose to buy in the first place.

The Church is often quiet on the details of sex, because people get really squeamish about talking about sex, but the Bible clearly says that older women should teach younger women how to love their husbands because the FACT is that great sex requires good TECHNIQUE and practise with your spouse and proper technique comes with guidance, and that is what makes pornography so stupid; the ways the people are pleasured on the screen will likely NOT be what pleases your partner and you will need to find out, IN marriage, the unique combination of stimulation or actions that please your spouse.

Insight

I got into the office smiling, totally unaware of what lay in store for me. First it started with the tea lady who missed a step and poured a hot cup of black coffee on my trousers. I had yelped in pain, jumping up from my seat and had hit a colleague’s laptop right off the desk onto the floor and none of us needed a diviner to know the screen had cracked.

The problem was that it was that system that had the financials that my colleague had been working on for the presentation to be held that morning to the board at 9.45am. The time was 8.30am and there was no way in hell we could put it together on time on another system, considering it had taken 4 days to put the numbers together. Of course, the presentation went pear-shaped. My boss, Keith, tried the best he could to improvise after explaining to the board the unfortunate incidence. While a very tiny part of me was happy that he was under fire, since it’s not like he’s a nice guy, I felt really bad for him at the moment. The board had shredded him. Somehow, these old men in horn-rimmed glasses and pot-bellies appeared to expect him to have every detail of the financial reports, which was about 15 slides, all in his head.

They shredded him…and he shredded us – but I had had enough for one day…

Shine in my Light (Acoustic Guitar Video) - XTsamurai

Kissing Snakes: My book is now available in eBook format!

After a lot of feedback and request from people who read and enjoyed the "Kissing Snake" series, I have taken time to work on creating an eBook out of it.

My eBook is finally available on Smashword! Yay!
I am working on making it available on Amazon and many more sites; the idea is a short interesting story that you can read on the go - and this promises to be the first of many books to follow!

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Many thanks for all the encouraging feedback.
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Mashed Potato Life

I used to think I had to up my time management skills because when you think about it, how do you effectively combine being a father, husband, musician, office worker, entrepreneur, writer, ‘exerciser’ and all the other interesting things I’d wanted to do with my life – especially when you think about 4 hours of traffic on a daily basis?!

H.E.C.T.I.C!

C.R.A.Z.Y!!

With most Sunday mornings spent at home lounging, I was a bit happy that I had some time to play with, but time never seemed to be enough.

Then I stumbled on a rather interesting book called Refamily, which is a great read by the way and available online for free.

Yay!

It highlighted certain things I had already known, but re-emphasized a principle I would like to call the ‘Mashed potato life’. What this is simply about is that instead of breaking down various facets of your life into linear compartments, you can actually get more done when you combine them, as in, bring them together.

May her breasts satisfy you...

Just before I am crucified for making reference to the mammary glands peculiar to the female gender, this passage is taken from the bible and it is found in the book of Proverbs 5: 19

“Let her be as the loving hind and pleasant roe; let her breasts satisfy thee at all times; and be thou ravished always with her love.”

I have spent quite a while thinking about the fast-crumbling institution of marriage and for someone who has been married for only about three years, I definitely do not consider myself an expert on the subject. However, I have had cause to observe, learn and know certain things about this unique relationship that has the power to shape the future, affect unborn generations and change the very course of history. All you have to do is imagine Hitler born into a home where there was a strong bond of love and where selflessness soon became second nature. For whatever reason, things did not exactly work out that way and over 6 million Jews paid the price for ONE twisted soul – and yet I seriously doubt that when his parents first cradled his lovely form as a baby, they would have understood the gravity of the life they held in their hands…

But that in itself is a tale for another day.

The Embrace of Me

I am sure you knew me: I was that random kid that used to enjoy being by myself, the one who asked the weirdest questions…actually, the one who always had lots of questions, the one who was always asking why things were the way they were, the one who never seemed to march in line, who didn’t understand thinking out of the box because I could see none. I am sure you knew me, the one with the weird answers, the strange solutions, the one who paused when everyone ran and who ran when everyone paused…and when I say “everyone”, that is, again, another subjective term because the truth is there were so many others like me.