Sweet Trish

I just took one look and knew. I paused and had to come write here. His arc hasn't yet been developed fully until now. He has simply been Sally's little brother. You see how replaceable his role was when they switched the kids.

She could run five Sterling Cooper's any day. She possesses herself more remarkably than any Don Draper could hold.

We all know her. Sometimes we are her. Existing in rooms that look at us but don't see us.

The fourth basic need of human nature, apart from food, water, and shelter, is the need to be seen.

Like Joan, we hid our potentials and abilities in the people who we let define us.

We are not terms. We are people. So we won't be defined by anyone.

We will live. That's why we are here, right?

Live, and not be reduced to results of a personality test.

I'll stop here for now.

Just thought I'd say that for a second as I finished the Mad Men series.

In the multitude of people is the king’s honour: but in the want of people is the destruction of the prince.Proverbs 14:28(KJV); If God is to honour a man, that man needs people because in the multitude of people is the king’s honour. One wise man said that the highway to greatness is through the hearts of men. As such, it is very important how you treat everyone whom God brings into your…

we are chosen to be the Lord’s even before time began (Jeremiah 1:5), made holy by the Holy Spirit (John 14:26), and forgiven by the only Blood able to save (Matthew 26:28).we are sons and daughters of the Most High not by our own righteousness, no. He has adopted us according to HIS abundant mercy. He has given us an inheritance of resurrection and eternal life in the demonstration of His Son…

• You see, I have heard a lot of preachings talking about how we were not saved by works but by grace. That’s one hundred percent true and there are many scriptures to support this for example; Romans 3:27, the whole of Romans 4, and many other scriptures you could bring on the table.• As Christians, we have been complacent and had a bad attitude, and become lazy because of how we misunderstood…

Even if it was a ministry of 3 years and not 30 or 300, nobody could do what Jesus did. 1. He gave up His glory. If it were I, I would have to fight with my ego; valod ego at that, because I knew that I’m the only heir to my undying Father who owns the heaven and earth and all that is within it. And wait, I would have to come through a baby! Never! 2. He submitted before His “parents”. He…

Then Sarah denied, saying, I laughed not; for she was afraid. And He said, Nay; but thou didst laugh. Genesis 18:25 Genesis 18:25 We deny our true selves to others. We don’t want to admit how impatient or angry we get. We don’t want anyone to know that we become jealous or have hateful thoughts. God knows our true hearts. We don’t have to fear when it comes to admitting our true feelings to…

PainFeels like razorsNeedles poking gentlyBut deeplyPainFeels like a stingFrom an angry worker beePerpetual and persistingPainFeels like a blindfoldOpaque, keeping tomorrowFrom my sightPainFeels like induced amnesiaMaking me forget yesterday’s joyOh no waitYesterday, too, was pain © Asiimire Patricia

Above the sky, I cannot fathom how far I'll climbBelow it, I cannot foretaste how hard I'll fallClimbing the endless ladder to heavenDestroying each ladder's beam as I goEnsuring that none come after meForeseeing the endless solo glory in which I will baskGalaxy, Milky Way only mine to seeHabilitated in the sun bringing raysImbibed in my celestial majestyJamboree from aliens and heavenly…

I hope you are well. Sadly, I haven’t been. I felt like I was on the verge of death, and was ready to give up my soul to my creator. I felt my life was slipping right through my feeble fingers and I could not fight for it. It was a dark valley, perhaps just a shadow, but it scared the hearts out of my family, had it not for God whose strong hand was holding us all. My eyes still sting to tell…

Itching to scratchStitch on my paunchA gratifying wrench © Asiimire Patricia

Image credit: Iryna Haiovyk Have you ever broken a bone? Ten-year-old me was running around in the neighborhood at night when I was supposed to be indoors. Our neighbor next door aka Mum’s Archenemy sent me to the shop to buy her cooking oil. I had to pass right in front of our house to get to the only open shop. I ran very fast so that my mum would not see me, lest she calls me and ask me what…

Blink-blink-blink This stick on the white sheet Matching the rhythm of my heartbeat Think-think-think Is my mind’s rhythm But my fingers type nothing I’m stuck

Tumult at the sea Turbulent waves on the sea Unsettled sailors tighten grips on their oars Maelstrom fills up the boats, riddingg sailors of their oars Upheaval takes on the course, swims away from the boat Labyrinth of channels away from the boat, swimmers finding their way to the coast Tumbling, looking for the way back home © Asiimire Patricia

Scratch my back From West to East Only you bleed By Asiimire Patricia

Twelve-year-old Gabriella gets an early start in adulthood when her uncle rapes her gives her a stain she can never rub off, all her life. All through the afternoon, my relatives came into our house. Each came carrying a something; a box of Splash, a carton of apples, a tin of yoghurt, ofwono-sized bottles of soda and many other niceties that one brought a patient. I had heard Mama make many…