Usiko ne Dlozi no Kholo (Christianity)

Ngicabanga ukuthi Amadlozi namasiko niyakuphambanisa..imvamisa uma kukhulunywa ngamasiko sifaka amadlozi, nokuyizinto ezicishe zithi ukuhlukana, isibonelo:..
IDLOZI: ukukhonza, ngokokushiwo: ukukhonza uNkulunkulu sisebenzisa abantu asebadlula emhlabeni, kanti...
AMASIKO: imikhuba eyayenziwa kuqala ngokhokho. lokhu-ke ekugcineni sekusho ukufana..yingakho uthola izindawo ngezindawo isiko lakhona lihlukile ekwenzeni izinto kepha ukukhonza uNkulunkulu ngedlozi kube kufana, nokungukuthi ushisa impepho ukhulume nasebelele


Thina bantu sesilahle ubuthina ngenxa yenkolo, nithi amadlozi usathane futhi ngeke nikholelwe entweni efile noma kumuntu ofile, kodwa ke okuxakayo ukuthi thina futhi esithi asikholelwa kubantu abafile sikhonza uJesu, nithandaza ku Mariya abantu asebafa laba, sebengamadlozi, ngoba sebadlula emhlabeni.Kodwa ke sekwaba usiko ukuthi uma ngicela okuthize kuNkulunkulu ngizocela ngoJesu kube uyena odlulisa umyalezo phambil, namadlozi ngokunjalo ngizoshisa imphepho ngicele kokhokho bona bese bedlulisa umyalezo. uma mina ngishisa imphepho emsamo ngikhuluma nabakithi, lokho akuchazi ukuthi sengiyabakhonza kodwa ngicela ngabo indlela yenqubekela phambili, uma ngiya esontweni ngaguqa ngecele kuJesu no mariya no Abraham etc impumelelo. shuthi ngamanye amazwi akusilungeleke ukunkonza no kukhuleka ku Jesu ngoba uyidlozi..




Khumbula ukuthi phambilini before uJesu yayingekho lento eseniyibiza nge Christianity, loluhlobo lokholo laqala emva kuka Jesu, ngesenzo sokukhumbula uJesu.


Ngokubona kwami abantu abaningi, bathi uma sebesindisiwe bese beyekela amasiko abo esintu. Kanti phela isintu sethu kasoni lutho futhi kasisonisi enkolweni yethu. Ngikusho lokhu ngoba asibakhonzi abakithi (Amadlozi) asebalala kodwa siyabazisa. Noma bengasekho siyabazisa ngoba sikholwa ukuthi bayizingelosi zethu ezisondele kuSomandla. Lona ngumbono wami. Masiwazise amaSiko ethu kawasonisi kuMdali ngaphandle uma ukhonza isiko lakho ulenza unkulunkulu. khumbula phela ukuthi UNkulunkulu unguNkulunkulu onomhawu ongafuni ulkuba sikhonze abanye onkulunkulu. Masakhe isizwe sethu siqhubeke phela nobuKristu bethu. 
Thina bantu ngaphambi kokuba kufike ondlebe zikhanya ilanga sasivele sinendlela yethu yokukhuluma noMvelinqange.


Webantu bakithi ngithi kini ngiwu Themba Radebe, ningawahli amasiko enu ngenxa yenkolo yenu yamanje.
Abantu bayashintsha, ziyofa izinsiwa kusale izibongo kodwa ke usiko alusoze lwashintsha.



I’m stuck between my culture and civilization I have to choose between my roots and the fruits I produced


But these fruits are results of thee roots and these roots were made for these fruits …
So which do I choose do I enjoy these pleasures of my labour and forget about who I am or do I stick to me and waste the fruits of my hard labour
I am but am no longer





Ngaybonga mina

What Men Want

Some guys like quiet, submissive girls. Others like loud and dominant girls.

Every guy has his own preferences what he looks for in a girl

When we say something is red, then it’s red.

We  Say What we Mean

Our words directly describe what we think and how we feel.

If a guy says “I’m fine”, then usually it means that he is fine and feeling okay. Seriously.

We hate uncertainty and not knowing what is happening. Guys like to make plans and stick to them (even though we can change them at the last minute).

Guys like to lead and make decisions, and it’s perfectly okay for you to let us do that.

When a guy is out with his girl, he wants to be proud of her. He wants to walk tall with his chest out and show the world what an amazing girl is walking next to him.

Don’t try to be perfect and live up to a photo-shopped image of beauty from a Cosmo.

Be yourself but carry yourself like a lady, take care of your appearance and take pride in your body.

I’ve had some girls who were nice and flirty with me, but I never really knew if they liked me in that way or not. I’ve gone out with girls for a while who actually never told me they liked me and complimented me (but they were dating me so I assumed they did). I didn’t like that at all.

Guys like it when you tell them you like them.

Guys Like Confidence

There’s nothing like a confident girl. She’s just so much more attractive.

Confidence in the bedroom is just as important. When you are too shy to take off your top, or walk around naked or do it with the lights on, guys lower their perception of you. It’s like “We both know we like each other and want each other, what do you have to be shy about?”

Guys Love Sex Duh! You know that already.

Personally I think that girls love sex even more than guys, but that guys are far more open and forward about it.

A really big part of a relationship with a girl is sex. Being able to do it all the time, when you want and where you want

It is incredibly annoying when you say you’ll be somewhere at 8pm and only rock up at 8.30 or later (because you still had to do your makeup or something).

If you have drama and emotional stories, we don’t want to be a part of it. That is what your girlfriends are for.

Of course if you have a serious dilemma, we are always here for you

Personally I love the femininity, the girlishness, the way you walk and how you smell.

Thank you for being you!

A Night in Tuscany - Andrea Bocelli

A Night in Tuscany is the first DVD released by Italian singer Andrea Bocelli of a concert held in his native Tuscany, in 1997, highlighting the unique blend of Classical, Pop, and traditional Italian songs that made him a crossover success as an internationally acclaimed tenor.

 The concert takes place at thePiazza dei Cavalieri in Pisa. Bocelli performs two opera duets with soprano Nuccia Focile during the concert, before singing Miserere with Italian rock starZucchero, who discovered him, and Time To Say Goodbye with English soprano Sarah Brightman.^[1]

The concert was also Bocelli's first PBS Special, designed to promote his breakthrough album, Romanza.

This is one one of the BEST Andrea Bocelli Song EVER!  - The Lord's Prayer 

I Am An African - Thabo Mbeki (1996)

I am an African.
I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land.
My body has frozen in our frosts and in our latter day snows. It has thawed in the warmth of our sunshine and melted in the heat of the midday sun. The crack and the rumble of the summer thunders, lashed by startling lightening, have been a cause both of trembling and of hope.
The fragrances of nature have been as pleasant to us as the sight of the wild blooms of the citizens of the veld.
The dramatic shapes of the Drakensberg, the soil-coloured waters of the Lekoa, iGqili noThukela, and the sands of the Kgalagadi, have all been panels of the set on the natural stage on which we act out the foolish deeds of the theatre of our day.
At times, and in fear, I have wondered whether I should concede equal citizenship of our country to the leopard and the lion, the elephant and the springbok, the hyena, the black mamba and the pestilential mosquito.
A human presence among all these, a feature on the face of our native land thus defined, I know that none dare challenge me when I say - I am an African!
I owe my being to the Khoi and the San whose desolate souls haunt the great expanses of the beautiful Cape - they who fell victim to the most merciless genocide our native land has ever seen, they who were the first to lose their lives in the struggle to defend our freedom and dependence and they who, as a people, perished in the result.
Today, as a country, we keep an audible silence about these ancestors of the generations that live, fearful to admit the horror of a former deed, seeking to obliterate from our memories a cruel occurrence which, in its remembering, should teach us not and never to be inhuman again.
I am formed of the migrants who left Europe to find a new home on our native land. Whatever their own actions, they remain still, part of me.
In my veins courses the blood of the Malay slaves who came from the East. Their proud dignity informs my bearing, their culture a part of my essence. The stripes they bore on their bodies from the lash of the slave master are a reminder embossed on my consciousness of what should not be done.
I am the grandchild of the warrior men and women that Hintsa and Sekhukhune led, the patriots that Cetshwayo and Mphephu took to battle, the soldiers Moshoeshoe and Ngungunyane taught never to dishonour the cause of freedom.
My mind and my knowledge of myself is formed by the victories that are the jewels in our African crown, the victories we earned from Isandhlwana to Khartoum, as Ethiopians and as the Ashanti of Ghana, as the Berbers of the desert.
I am the grandchild who lays fresh flowers on the Boer graves at St Helena and the Bahamas, who sees in the mind's eye and suffers the suffering of a simple peasant folk, death, concentration camps, destroyed homesteads, a dream in ruins.
I am the child of Nongqause. I am he who made it possible to trade in the world markets in diamonds, in gold, in the same food for which my stomach yearns.
I come of those who were transported from India and China, whose being resided in the fact, solely, that they were able to provide physical labour, who taught me that we could both be at home and be foreign, who taught me that human existence itself demanded that freedom was a necessary condition for that human existence.
Being part of all these people, and in the knowledge that none dare contest that assertion, I shall claim that - I am an African.
I have seen our country torn asunder as these, all of whom are my people, engaged one another in a titanic battle, the one redress a wrong that had been caused by one to another and the other, to defend the indefensible.
I have seen what happens when one person has superiority of force over another, when the stronger appropriate to themselves the prerogative even to annul the injunction that God created all men and women in His image.
I know what if signifies when race and colour are used to determine who is human and who, sub-human.
I have seen the destruction of all sense of self-esteem, the consequent striving to be what one is not, simply to acquire some of the benefits which those who had improved themselves as masters had ensured that they enjoy.
I have experience of the situation in which race and colour is used to enrich some and impoverish the rest.
I have seen the corruption of minds and souls in the pursuit of an ignoble effort to perpetrate a veritable crime against humanity.
I have seen concrete expression of the denial of the dignity of a human being emanating from the conscious, systemic and systematic oppressive and repressive activities of other human beings.
There the victims parade with no mask to hide the brutish reality - the beggars, the prostitutes, the street children, those who seek solace in substance abuse, those who have to steal to assuage hunger, those who have to lose their sanity because to be sane is to invite pain.
Perhaps the worst among these, who are my people, are those who have learnt to kill for a wage. To these the extent of death is directly proportional to their personal welfare.
And so, like pawns in the service of demented souls, they kill in furtherance of the political violence in KwaZulu-Natal. They murder the innocent in the taxi wars.
They kill slowly or quickly in order to make profits from the illegal trade in narcotics. They are available for hire when husband wants to murder wife and wife, husband.
Among us prowl the products of our immoral and amoral past - killers who have no sense of the worth of human life, rapists who have absolute disdain for the women of our country, animals who would seek to benefit from the vulnerability of the children, the disabled and the old, the rapacious who brook no obstacle in their quest for self-enrichment.
All this I know and know to be true because I am an African!
Because of that, I am also able to state this fundamental truth that I am born of a people who are heroes and heroines.
I am born of a people who would not tolerate oppression.
I am of a nation that would not allow that fear of death, torture, imprisonment, exile or persecution should result in the perpetuation of injustice.
The great masses who are our mother and father will not permit that the behaviour of the few results in the description of our country and people as barbaric.
Patient because history is on their side, these masses do not despair because today the weather is bad. Nor do they turn triumphalist when, tomorrow, the sun shines.
Whatever the circumstances they have lived through and because of that experience, they are determined to define for themselves who they are and who they should be.
We are assembled here today to mark their victory in acquiring and exercising their right to formulate their own definition of what it means to be African.
The constitution whose adoption we celebrate constitutes and unequivocal statement that we refuse to accept that our Africanness shall be defined by our race, colour, gender of historical origins.
It is a firm assertion made by ourselves that South Africa belongs to all who live in it, black and white.
It gives concrete expression to the sentiment we share as Africans, and will defend to the death, that the people shall govern.
It recognises the fact that the dignity of the individual is both an objective which society must pursue, and is a goal which cannot be separated from the material well-being of that individual.
It seeks to create the situation in which all our people shall be free from fear, including the fear of the oppression of one national group by another, the fear of the disempowerment of one social echelon by another, the fear of the use of state power to deny anybody their fundamental human rights and the fear of tyranny.
It aims to open the doors so that those who were disadvantaged can assume their place in society as equals with their fellow human beings without regard to colour, race, gender, age or geographic dispersal.
It provides the opportunity to enable each one and all to state their views, promote them, strive for their implementation in the process of governance without fear that a contrary view will be met with repression.
It creates a law-governed society which shall be inimical to arbitrary rule.
It enables the resolution of conflicts by peaceful means rather than resort to force.
It rejoices in the diversity of our people and creates the space for all of us voluntarily to define ourselves as one people.
As an African, this is an achievement of which I am proud, proud without reservation and proud without any feeling of conceit.
Our sense of elevation at this moment also derives from the fact that this magnificent product is the unique creation of African hands and African minds.
Bit it is also constitutes a tribute to our loss of vanity that we could, despite the temptation to treat ourselves as an exceptional fragment of humanity, draw on the accumulated experience and wisdom of all humankind, to define for ourselves what we want to be.
Together with the best in the world, we too are prone to pettiness, petulance, selfishness and short-sightedness.
But it seems to have happened that we looked at ourselves and said the time had come that we make a super-human effort to be other than human, to respond to the call to create for ourselves a glorious future, to remind ourselves of the Latin saying: Gloria est consequenda - Glory must be sought after!
Today it feels good to be an African.
It feels good that I can stand here as a South African and as a foot soldier of a titanic African army, the African National Congress, to say to all the parties represented here, to the millions who made an input into the processes we are concluding, to our outstanding compatriots who have presided over the birth of our founding document, to the negotiators who pitted their wits one against the other, to the unseen stars who shone unseen as the management and administration of the Constitutional Assembly, the advisers, experts and publicists, to the mass communication media, to our friends across the globe - congratulations and well done!
I am an African.
I am born of the peoples of the continent of Africa.
The pain of the violent conflict that the peoples of Liberia, Somalia, the Sudan, Burundi and Algeria is a pain I also bear.
The dismal shame of poverty, suffering and human degradation of my continent is a blight that we share.
The blight on our happiness that derives from this and from our drift to the periphery of the ordering of human affairs leaves us in a persistent shadow of despair.
This is a savage road to which nobody should be condemned.
This thing that we have done today, in this small corner of a great continent that has contributed so decisively to the evolution of humanity says that Africa reaffirms that she is continuing her rise from the ashes.
Whatever the setbacks of the moment, nothing can stop us now!
Whatever the difficulties, Africa shall be at peace!
However improbable it may sound to the sceptics, Africa will prosper!
Whoever we may be, whatever our immediate interest, however much we carry baggage from our past, however much we have been caught by the fashion of cynicism and loss of faith in the capacity of the people, let us err today and say - nothing can stop us now!
Thank you

Is There Anything Wrong With Meeting Girls At Clubs?

There is NOTHING wrong with meeting a girl at a club and actually start a relationship with that girl.

Fact is, NOT all girls go to clubs to get a piece of action and NOT every guy goes to a club to pick up girls, There’re lot of decent girls at clubs who just like to party, which is not a crime….Clubbing is not just for girls who can’t get a decent respectable attractive partner in life so are so desperate that they throw themselves at the opposite sex. Some people would say that clubbing is for insecure unattractive people who have to wear ton s of makeup and shit to even look half as good but they still don’t.

THE TRUTH…. Good girls and bad girls everywhere you go, not just nightclubs.  You can walk into a restaurant and meet a nice girl and start a relationship with her or maybe go on a blind date with a trashy girl with a past you don't know or you can also meet you future wife at Teazers or Plush….

Society needs to stop judging girls that just wanna have fun....dancing and drinking by themselves and going home alone to sleep....and still be able to call her boyfriend in the morning knowing well she's guilty of nothing,  

and tell him she loves him

The good and the bad one’s are everywhere.

How To Step It Up From Side Chick To Main Chick

1. You need to prove to him you`re more than a side chick,  that  you`ll be there no matter what happens. Ride or die chick. Say things that`ll make him question how loyal she is. Say things like I would rock with you even if you were broke and bummy.

2. First make sure you look better than his girl, if you dont then lets be honest you`re just a good time, and he`ll never leave her for you. If you are somewhat better looking then  go to the gym wear your sexy heels all the time. Make sure your hair and nails  are always on point.

3. Listen to him very carefully. When he talks about her try to be the opposite of everything she is. If she complains be super understanding. If she never has time for him pretend your taking off from work just to see him.

4. Sex game has to always be on point! Super on point. You`re obviously a good lay if hes coming back for more and risking his relationship but be consistent.  The day you start slipping is the day hes out. Just got tired of the cooch. You`re done.

5. Dont Pressure him to leave his girl. If you butter him up enough and treat him like a king he`s gunna start doubting how much he likes or loves her. Then one day their gunna fight and hes going to think about how much better life is with you  (if you done everything right so far) and its a wrap.

6. Do not ask him to buy you anything! Dont get in the “I`m you`re side chick you better bribe me or i`ll tell” mindset. Guys are severely turned off by that, for that they can just cheat with a nasty hooker and she wouldn’t tell and most likely cost way less.

7. Make sure he knows hes the only one getting to smash that a$$, he`ll never take you serious if he knows you`re also giving the business to other dudes. Remember you`re trying to make him think you`re better than wifey not a slide.

-In conclusion as a dude the only reason I would get a side chick is  because I`m bored, you have alot of skank swag compared to my main girl, you`ll do things sexually she wont, I just want to prove that I still got it or you`re just so hot I dont want to let the chance go by. Its hard for a guy to change his mind once hes wifed up, he has so much invested but if he is slightly attracted to you and  you follow my rules and be patient there is chance that he`ll hip toss that broad and rock with you.

STOP THAT !!!

• ·         Fellas claiming to have slept with some girl that they’ve never even kissed.   STOP THAT
  ·         Fellas posing with bottles of booze on pics and thinking it’s cool.  STOP THAT
  ·         Girls setting up standards that guys need to be meet , but never for themselves.  STOP THAT
  ·         Telling us what and what not to tweet whereas wena lwabish you a DM whore.  STOP THAT
  ·         Fellas thinking that every gay guy wants them.  STOP THAT
  ·         It is dark enough and hard to see in the club without wearing glasses and you guys still wear sunglasses in the dark.   STOP THAT
  
  
  
  ·         No guy wants to see granny white panties through your black leggings; leggings are great deceivers as it is.  STOP THAT
  ·         Guys stop trying to buy out the club, who are you trying to stunt to? The girls who you’re breaking your pocket for, probably will never speak to you again.  STOP THAT
  ·         Wedge heels. It basically looks like you’re walking around with bricks under your feet.  STOP THAT
  ·         Girls, if you have a roundish face, a button nose and big lips stay away from red lipstick, pink blush on your cheeks.  STOP THAT
  ·         Skinny DARK girls with a sharp jawline and thin lips please do not wear red lipstick. STOP THAT
  ·         Fellas wearing slops and white socks.  STOP THAT
  ·         Sushi is my favourite…. girl please, do you even know the different types of sushi’s? STOP THAT
  ·         Boxed wine is NOT cool. STOP THAT
  ·         Fellas need to stop wearing girl jeans, girl clothes, and girl makeup, unless you gay.  STOP THAT
  ·         Fellas acting like they DON’T care about their girlfriends kanti when he’s with her he’s a fabric soft brother.  STOP THAT
  ·         She’s just being nice – She doesn’t want you – now don’t go around telling fellas she’s flirting with you – brother.  STOP THAT
  ·         Brother, put a woman who’s out of line, verbally in place.. do not hit her. STOP THAT
  ·         Ladies don’t go around screaming you independent when you have rent to pay, Truworth to pay, car instalment and a child to feed.  STOP THAT
  ·         Your parents are rich and not you…stop acting like you the one forking the cash when you receiving an allowance.  STOP THAT
  ·         Fellas, she came to the club to have fun with her friends, not to get picked up…not all girls are trashy remember.
  ·         Slutty avatars on twitter.  STOP THAT
  ·         Creating fake cliques on Twitter.  STOP THAT.