Mirror: Let me remove the spark from my eyes.

Gift Kgosierileng looking in the lens of his phone.

Careful to believe what is said to you and about you!!

Ever had a friend telling you that you are pathetic, lazy, crazy, lame or boring,whatever. The thing is the very second you start believing in that you are actually coating yourself with that and it will eventually become but of your being. Stop allowing people who has always made believe that they are perfect or better than other make you believe what they about you is true.

 What people say about you doesn't make who you are, only you can construct who you are, only you can mold how people can treat you, only you can behave in a certain way to be respected or mocked. Only you can make the choice on how you will allow what is said about you to break you. It doesn’t mean when someone drives a better car then you, longer hair than yours, more stylish than you or more educated then you, that what they say about you is standard and law. Only you can say who you are and the greater above. Remember that there are many miserable people, insecure ones and like all of us, people with problems and it’s really cute for them to put you down, sadly and pathetically that is where they get their temporary smile from!!! It’s about time that you take charge of your moods and stop allowing people to be the moderator of your moods and behavior!! Stop allowing people to impose emotional responsibilities upon you that you can’t meet!! Stop people taking advantage of you when you think you are just being a good friend, yet you are not perceived like that!! Stop eating so much food when you constantly complain about being fat!!  Stop being depressed and analyse the circumstances of happy ones to see flaws in order to bring a smile to you!!! Stop fighting for attention, it is not always that attractive!! Stop talking so passionate at times, so self righteous, so all-knowingly and depriving you from listening!! Do remember that Eistein was known for listening and taking notes, and not mumbling and gaining weight.

Love yourself regardless!!

Live is only over until you don’t see that smile of yours!!

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Mirror Mirror on the wall: I look at me

The world is just that!!  A stage!!! And i made a choice to perform!!

When I reflect back at what I woke up too as a young boy I realise I woke up to a grandma who loved exercising and still rocked stilettos like it was meant for her!! I woke up to a granddad that loved me and would tell me tales tucking me to sleep!! I remember my late mamma listening and painting or reading me a bible story!!

Gift on the happiest

I’m left and I ges i need to leave a lagcy behind. One lives one only and you cannot let an abusive relationship, an incurable disease or a hater stops you from doing so!! I choose to not allow lemons to dictate how i gonna live my live! One sometimes need to live like there is no tomorrow but how can one do that if anything said about you nails you down? Isn’t it reality that people will always talk and they will seldom see the good but would have perfect vision for the worst! I call my lil sister fat all the time, and because of her confidence she doesn’t ALLOW Givado to nail her down like that!! Im exposed to constant comparison!! People constantly calling others whatever when the sad part is all of us just want to live and wake up with a smile!! If no one can guarantee us that, which is what i have learned...i made a conscious choice to associate myself whit those i can learn from, those who can contribute to my excellence, those who love to see me happy, those who believes when i can achieve they too can!!!

Life has no secret and tru,they didn’t lie when they told us about the law of attraction, don’t waste ya time by mocking or being jealous of them, use that same time and take tips!!

#Life aint over until u don’t see that beautiful smile of yours.

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Mirror Mirror: I smile, my teeth goes dry!

Lets be bold gay brothers

My memory serves me right!! Just years ago i dreamt of getting married at the age of 26. That wasn’t impossible, still aint. But then one can’t be oblivious to the ignorance of society. People stilk mocking the activity. Society not fully embracing the celebration or people attending the wedding just because they are more curios about “what happens at a gay weeding” then the feeling of fulfilment to celebrate the sentiment of the day

I forgot to pay attention to my prayers and to what i had asked King Jesus. I asked Him fopr blessings and for change in my life. I use top ask God to use me as an instrument to inspire and motivate a soul.

On the 5^th of October just recently I got engaged to a very smart, spiritual, sweet and soulful young man who regards being with me as a room of possibility. I am honoured and highly favoured to make a firm move by celebrating and wowing to a new beginning. I remember being blessed with the presence of many people who loves us totally and ensured that i don’t have any at the event that does not celebrate the sentiment with us. Good it did us because all set there with great smiles. All commented that they were moved to see two souls embracing the power of love.

Gregory and I at our commitment dinner(engagement party)

I am from a community where being gay aint taboo but steady and stable gay relationships are a rarity. I am one of the very few if not the only one who had the courage to get engaged to one I love. I remember telling a friend of mine that i refuse to disqualify myself from the notion” happily ever after” just because i am gay, but then again I was never gay I was always just Gift. Lol!!!

I wish to move many gay people to commit and I do not dispute any who decides differently. I do however have a dying wish for many to exercise the discipline of being inlove and embracing it fully. The time of after 9(down lows) is to be destroyed!! Let’s have our partners and let mamma know who they are!! We really need to run away from the stigma that gay people are sex objects!! Society might just respect us more if we show them differently!!

Many thanks to the many bold gay and lesbian family who confidently loves and allows to  be loved before the sun sets!!

DO REMEMBER..LIFE AINT OVER UNTIL YOU DONT SEE THAT BEAUTIFUL SMILE OF YOURS

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MIRROR MIRROR: HOW AFRICAN AM I REALLY?

When I think of the scary second of losing my African identity....

I’m troubled to understand the cosmology of my ancestors, God and His son Jesus. I am the great grandson of white men who ploughed grain form the soil of Botswana. I am told that my parental Grandad is owambu whilst my daddy takes great pride in living like a Damara. My grandma had blue eyes and was white as the grand old white lady from the pharmacy. My mommy had immense love for God and yet was the queen in the Omaheke Region as she coached many young ones in the traditions of Setswana. I was called Morwa (Bushmen) by my late aunty. I Was fostered by a great family who had their foot in all languages (IsiXhosa,Setswana,Sesotho,and Sepedi. Mhepho was burnt and I loved the smell of it not understanding its significance. My names are doing justice to ‘KE MORORLONG”(A CLAN IN SETWANA) (PHETOGO{change} KGAKGAMATSO{miracle}[my other names] ).

One would think, damn I am an African! But how confused am I really? I have been so diluted but society and the western like many? I sub the song Stimela with Love on top by Beyoncé? I refer to umqomboti as African yogurt as I love the taste for it and not the significance or the honor behind it. How African am I really? My sexuality is what I exercise fully regardless of the contradict highlighted by my ancestors. My mind has made me justify so much of my being not realizing that I am the victim of still being slaves. My mind is owned by the books and mold by the knowledge of the western. When last have I asked why to an elder to understand more about my root? I Google most of the time.

We are celebrating heritage month and what really am I celebrating because I have been so moved by that of the western. What is my heritage? I think it’s me. Gift and what I stand for and what the previous generation imposed upon me,But who am I? What constitutes my knowledge? What s the core of my soul and where am I from? Where is the blood flowing in my veins from?

It’s sad to think of the possibility that everything we do today (mcimbi’s, weddings, initiation) is moving away from how it used to be done. Most practices have become an article or discipline of trade compared to what it used to be. We are so coned with cream of the western and it is rare to still see the authenticity in thee claiming to be African if abortion is in order of all day, well I’m gay (who am I to say that?)

We should claim back our identity as beings, we should embrace the honor of first knowledge in mankind. its not a curse to be an African but a blessing. it starts with loving everyone because Africans live in unity. we need to kill the term Xenophobia. Lets love our fellow African brothers and sisters. Lets stop destroying our future will killing our younger brothers with a Western acid! Drugs. Lets move away from conning ourselves with a coat that's not ours!!! I am African, and I want to go back.

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MIRROR MIRROR: I SEE ME IN HIM

LOVE IS TRUE

I wasn't always a spiced up in the game of dating, never ever have I thought that I had an equal. I started climbing the wall of love with one guy, he wasn't gay, nor Bi but straight...yes, I loved him, I cried when he stung me like a bee. He broke my heart. I couldn't give up on love, cause I dint believe what I had with him was love. I still played the game of love, still looking out for Mr. Right? I remember all my friends never thinking im ever going to find that cause am to in love with myself or my or my career.  well they were wrong, I met another Mr. now he was candy!! He was smart, cute and a huge dreamer, I realized that he loves me for what he believes we can be... the error in that was him not accepting that because im human I too get jealous, I too express my love fully ect. I learned the notion not to show someone when I love them because they might just get repulsed, gullible me employed the notion. it worked and I had him wrapped around my finger. you see, nothing wrong about playing by the books but remember all chapters comes to an end and eventually it was only me, him and my poor heart, well tables turned and we grew apart. still did I not give up. I dated the cyber ones, felt in love and obviously nothing came of it.

I really took all my life and my time to mold who I am. I am all because of who I always believed I was. I learned that no one will change for me but him or herself. I learned that I cannot expect completion when love brings me together with another soul because just can make me loose myself. I have learned to accept myself and know that others can contribute to my growth but not to my statue. I make ME.(obviously with God being my architect).

in my absence of posting I was in love, I met a guy Gregory De Vries! an amazing soul(all my exes were amazing that's why I dated them) well with Greg its different, he reminds me of myself and im at peace with me, and that just means that he mirrors so much of myself. He is kindhearted, he treats people with so much respect and he is embraced for him just being himself!! I love him most because I have learned that im perfect(with all my imperfections) I love him more cause I trust him and he trusts me,

There aint ideal love but that of God, but He has blessed us to love each other with all ounce in us, and when doing so we enable so much harmony and exudes so much light that the world needs. There aint no ideal love ,but that of God, but He has blessed us to love each other effortlessly. I am blessed with the Gift to love and to be loved, my partner exercises this so perfectly as he loves me with all in him.

I have learned that loves is true when it requires no effort but desire to make it work and just by doing so every step is a pleasure.

let us love in all adversity and give a hug instead of a spank, lets give a compliment instead of an insult. lets give a smile instead of a middle finger. Love is true and because of that, we are all to be loved.

LIFE AINT OVER TILL YOU DONT SEE THAT BEUATIFUL SMILE OF YOURS

Mirror Mirror: I see change

Mentor Katlego Thiskare and junior Dreamers. 

And  will do it with all in me…..

 Now that I’m going to do the recruitment of 12 learners from schools that will for part of my new youth development project Dreamers.kom, it’s not just a nerve wrecking thought but also a moving one for me. I am left with one question, who is privileged or underprivileged enough to be part of this? The simple answer…all is? The sad reality is that can’t help the whole soccer team but I have realised that I am taking my time, talent and passion solely to detox our depressed and socially challenged youth. I realised that all my efforts are priceless and it grants immense gratitude.

It’s a pity that we live in a society where nothing is for free. People today do any for appraisal, a big pay check or reaping the ripple effect of benefiting in the future. How can we as a country still want to see change f all we have to do for change requires an injection in our pockets? So many gifted people are strangers to using what they can to help and cultivate. How many people have had the most inspiring conversation with someone at a club 5 seconds away from round 6? How many regard someone as a role model and the harmonious moment of meeting the person s so awkward and sour thanks to their arrogance and conceit? Most people where I am from still regard the ownership of a car and jiggling the decedent drink  as successful, that I don’t dispute(seeing that freedom of speech has no door) but if that the case why can’t these men then take their time and guide our young lions? What would the future of Upington look like if all we have is the latest relevant sounding Facebook status, the coolest Instagram pic or the hippest Keek Video update?

Privileged to say, I have got what to takes: and all that is time, that of mine. And I therefor decided to start this baby I call Dreamers.kom. This is a group consisting great 11 pupils that are mentored and assisted in their academics. We as the mentors serve as vehicles of information, guide them in the buzzed social life of Upington, groom them and find ways to assist them in the development of their talents still ensuring that academics are priority and hopes also instilled!! I thanked King Jesus to back me up in this. I will be using my beautiful mini palace as I’m turning it into a haven for these dreamers.

An award I don’t need! Recognition I don’t pray for, my prayer s: Father let all be paid forward and capacitate us to groom great leaders and healthy mothers.

Never forget that life is only over when you don’t see this beautiful smile of yours!!!

Never never never give up!!!

Mirror mirror on the wall: Am i still me without any?

Reflecting, Embracing and Living.

Just last night I had updated my status that I plead friends not to visit me until after a week. The world is so full of everything. its full of cars, energy and activity. Company is full of energy, be it negative or positive. work is full of laughter, envy and judgement. weekends full of fake hugs, compliments and dancing. The weekly routine seems monotonous.

just this  morning I get a call from one of my best friends. you see now he has achieved lots. from being a pioneer, a teacher, a youth developer and an inspiration. I at times think his purpose is to dream. He told me that he cries at night when he tucks in. I got worried. he is such a great soul to end a day like that. all I could tell him is to pray. I spoke about the power of prayer before and I can yet again with all confidence say that it works and changes things. it is very important for one to spend time with yourself and enjoy your own company not thinking or wishing but embracing and appreciating. I have prayers every Tuesday, my mini appointment with King Jesus. and those are just gratitude prayers. prayers where I thank Him for all. all the little things I have become oblivious too because I am at times to consumed with dreaming and running after my dreams forgetting to note what He had given me. Inner happiness..
one should learn that in this very very active life, influences are random. And one can get so toxic from it and it bloats one soul. one ends up saying: I just want to be alone...one doesn't end up alone..one ends up with Facebook on ya pillow or a bottle of wine. What is so unwinding in that. don't get me wrong I don't dispute that. its just when last did you look at that vase you bought and thought, wow this is cute? when last have you looked at those pictures in that frame and thought: wow, I was so young here? See, we don't see and embrace the lil things that once made us so happy
it is time to find oneself and really focus on embracing the finer things in life. Say hi, how are you? with a smile that is meant. be conscious about your existence and make sure that yes you move a soul and bring happiness(that makes one feel amazing) try doing things for people with no recognition on magazine front pages.
let us live, stay calm and move on.
Life is only over when you cant see that beautiful smile of yours no more.
[currently reading: LIVING MORE LIFE BY: DON MORTIMER)