The Green-House description

The Green-House description

A Story by Vincent Makhathini
"

The blue print of the Green house.

"
There's a lot on or in my mind at the present. When I say a lot, I mean there's war inside me, but not the type of war that usurps the crown. I have arrived at a present that seems to be my past. My past being a collection of almost everything that eye have seen, heard, read (which I consider witty or arty and worth meditating on). Religion, music, art, spirituality, God, philosophy, Free-Masonry, Buddhism, Christianity. That list is incomplete because I deliberately chose not to include the power of nature and the influence it has on me. When I say power I'm referring to; the Bold-ness of nature. And when eye speak of nature I speak of Trees, the wind (which no one has seen, nor knows where 'it' lives) which is everywhere, animals, the omens nature throws at us (by us, I'm talking about the entire people who get to will get the opportunity to read this...).
After having read a few Poems, philosophies, and random essays written by close friends I am inspired to scribble a description of The Green House I have been posting coded messages about on Facebook. Since I'm the Trinity writing this I can write what I like. And for now I want to introduce you to a list of brothers who eye despite them being philosophers, still care to read what they word-smith. My reason for reading their work is: they are avid readers, and those who currently do not belong to any religion, but that doesn't mean they are atheists and at the same time they aren't theists. Sibongokuhle Ngcobo, Malibongwe Dlala and Mvelo Caluza, Zwile( a Nazarete) and Sinothi Mbambo. That list is not complete also.
Back to the subject now TGH; which you already know much about if you have been reading carefully. But for convenience I will continue putting the puzzle pieces together. 2014 last year, I was exposed to quite interesting people. And that includes the Floral Tribe which is at the moment growing more Floral everyday. I am a member of the tribe who exiled himself because belonging to a Tribe is not yet a task I can handle. I cannot focus on myself at the present Time, or even commit myself to doing whatever it is that I love and desire, so joining the Floral Tribe would have been a 'bad' decision because I would have bailed out even when all thought I was happy and contributing grand energy to the Tribe.
Now focus because this is where I actually begin writing about what I promised to tell you about earlier. A few months ago I decided to start writing a collection of thoughts you call Poems. And titled it The Green House (TGH). What comes to mind to an average reader is that, I am simply speaking about nature, and nothing more. Another would assume that I am a Tetrahydra consumer, and am praising the impact it has on me and my spirituality. But that is not true, at least to me it is not. Ask yourself, what is it that one finds inside a Greenhouse? Greenery, or flowers is the answer.

I am that I am.

© 2016 Vincent Makhathini


My Review

Would you like to review this Story?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

137 Views
Added on January 16, 2016
Last Updated on January 16, 2016

Author

Vincent Makhathini
Vincent Makhathini

durban, iNanda, South Africa



About
I'm an introvert-extrovert, that's my crazy self. I'm a black South African male, names Lindokuhle (Li-ndo-ku-hle) second named Vincent. But I prefer being called by my first name (yeah the Zulu one)... more..

Writing