Leonard Nimoy, who played Mr Spock in the cult sci-fi series "Star Trek, died yesterday in Los Angeles. May his gentle soul rest in perfect peace. Inbazmedia and Bulututu Ozuah commiserates with his family.
"Life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had but not preserved, except in memory"
Even when I close my eyes, I still see your sparkling beautiful face inside the mirror of my heart. You are a wonderful and charming princess, my heart jumps with excitement at the mere thoughts of you.
When I look at you, I see a priceless jewel with a very beautiful heart.I see the best gift any man can desire.
Every seed you sow will give you your deserved harvest. Plant evil in the morning, your life shall germinate thorns and turmoils. Those who watered their grounds with goodness shall flourish like sunlight, their lives shall be a peaceful and sweet sail into a blissful eternity.
Smile as you walk on the road, you are a beautiful damsel with a sparkling beautiful future.
Light up your eyes with happiness and radiate the atmosphere around you with the most beautiful of all smiles.
Yes you can! Oh yes you can!!! The gravity of your fall is immaterial, even the savvy teeth of defeat can not stop you from reaching impossible heights of success. Rise up from the dust, clean up your heart with the courage of a lion.
Your imperfect life will even make your success story sweeter.Those wild hurricane winds of problems shall shrink before your own eyes if you refuse to succumb to the whips of failure.
Look my friend, no feat is impossible. If you want to become a champion, start thinking like a champion. Lastly, make sure you rest your fledgling hopes on the unblemished hands of GOD ALMIGHTY. This will guarantee you an unstoppable ride to greatness and a flawless life of excellence.
I lived beyond the naked scars of yesterday's brutality, surviving the horrors of the shadows
of death. I was bowed down in afflictions, today I have been reborn with an expensive touch of God's overwhelming grace.
Some of my mates did not live to tell their stories, am so fortunate to tell the world about my rise from zero to hero. I had fainted so many times in despair, yet I stood up so tall, trampling upon the sands of greatness. Through the filth of failure, God pulled me up and skillfully decorated my life with honor.
The meadows of my heart are now clothed with happiness, all because God stilled the roaring of the storms of life. These are the echoes of a joyful heart.
Though your life has been crashed into the ocean of tears, you can still grow as tall as success and become as beautiful as happiness. Bad luck seems unrelenting, he bites his draconian teeth, starring into your pulped out peace disenfranchised eye sockets. This is not the end, your nightmare will soon cease, I see you walking majestically on the horizon of greatness.
A kiss of fortunes is coming your way, your feet has been anointed to cripple the proboscis of the house fly called " Ghost of defeat", it shall no longer feast on your handsome happiness. You have become like a raven alone in the wilderness but that will no longer be the case because the light of divine favor shall attract people to your standing point.