Hallucinations of the Prinsediran XII: Learn First [How To Love Her]

The heart still beats, the brain still spins, the hands still move, an ink-bender must have no rest, unless when Moi speaks again to Me, reminding me of things I pretend that I have forgotten to remember, then we are here again.

You know how to love your parents, your neighbors, your acquaintances, your pets, your food, your cloths, your job, your property, your life, your religion, your hometown, your house. You love your thoughts, your abilities, your responsibilities, your writing, your singing, your talking, your sleep…and you are yet to learn how to love her.

You can write about people, animals, places, things, in the sky, under the earth, on trees, hills, oceans, valleys and mountains. You can write melodies, music, stories, events, games, fantasies… and not one good thing have you written about her.

You make your family smile, you make those around you smile, your acquaintances, your work colleagues, your boss, your neighbors, and strangers alike…and you cannot make her smile.

The same way it goes for the few people you meet, your neighbors, your colleagues, your families, animals alike, you do make them happy… Tell me [Moi], why don’t you make her happy?

You gained the trust of the people who know you, those who seek your counsel, those who love you unconditionally. Yet with all these testimonies on your behalf you struggle to gain her trust.

To the best of your ability you have provided different needs of different degrees to different people, places and things…yet even to the best of the best of your ability you always fail to provide for her needs.

To the best of your ability you have saved different people from different degrees and manners of problems and troubles…yet even to the best of the best of your ability and for yourself, you cannot save her for Me.

The blessings abound, God has indeed been faithful. He has provided unto you and has yet not restricted you to have anything you want. Tell me [Moi], why did you fail to have her?

You know your capability when you are with acquaintances, family, classmates, in workplaces, house, churches, halls, balls, gatherings, out in the open public in general. You know what to give and what not to give, when to give and how to give. Yet you do not know what to give to her.

You know your personality when with acquaintances, family, classmates, in workplaces, houses, churches, halls, balls, out in the open public in general. You know what to say and what not to say, when to say and how to say. Yet you cannot control who you are around her.

You have never been tied down, you have never been troubled, you are skilled at leaving problems behind you. Count and count, number by number, times without number, I have seen you leave your “friends”, family, colleagues, places, houses, people… But now I have seen that you cannot leave her.

And yes Me asked Moi, I know you, I know my people, I know my parents, I know my acquaintances, I know my job, my pets, my food, my clothes, my hobbies, my property, my things, my neighbors, my name; I know my food, animals, places, things, I have knowledge of the sky, the earth, the hills, valleys, oceans and mountains and the public in general. Yet, Moi, I do not know who this “her” is.

Yes, Me, that is why you will fail her. You need to learn first how to love her…

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Hallucinations of the Prinsediran XI: You Should Know [This Is Not A Poem]

The sound of the violin, from the background, gaining pace. We are floating thru peace, grace and love. Brain and heart, all in one pace. Up stands Moi, down sits Me, and Moi said to the ever attentive me,

“You should know this is not a poem, it is not a prose, proverb, psalm or poetry. It is not a song, ode or rhyme.”
It is neither for romance nor entertainment; it is just for you, for you and for you alone to know.

You should know you stole my heart and I can’t love again.
You should know you stole my voice and I can’t speak again.
You should know you stole my eyes, beauty I can’t behold again.
You should know you stole my hand and I can’t write again.
You should know you stole my lips and I can’t kiss again.

You should know you’ve skinned me alive and I can’t feel warmth any longer.
You should know you’ve infiltrated my brain and I cannot think again.
You should know you’ve stolen my very nature, I am no longer a phantom, no longer invisible, nor invincible, all long gone and I’m not a phoenix any longer, nor a ghost. Yet I’m unseen, unknown, unheard, unsung.

You should know you stole my breath, but I am still here. Now I’ll never die… Yet, am I alive?
You should know I was in love, you should know you were not.
You should know you stole my appetite, I’ll never be satisfied.
You should know you stole my innocence, I’ll never be acquitted.
You should know you stole my cheeks, I may never smile again.

But yes, you should know..your presence has not departed. Yet you should know you left no [good] words behind for I was in love with myself alone,

You should know I find it hard to end things properly, so… ❤ 😀

Namesmith: Cephanadra/Zephanadra

I love Spanish names, French names, Italian, Greek, and of course Wuzyburian- the names I put together as a Namesmith. 😉 So, when you find it hard to pick a name for your child, you can always tell me the child’s story and I’ll coin a Wuzyburian name for you.
A name means virtually whatever you label it to mean. Some names however have only one meaning, some sound like another name, and some names basically inspire you.

The tenth Wuzyburian name I’m presenting here is suitable for a Prince or Princess. It is CEPHANADRA
– Cephanadra: Coined from “Cephas” (in Hebrew meaning “Rock,” “Stone”) and “Nadra” (a variant of Nadira in Arabic, meaning “Precious,” “scarce”). I’d say this means “Precious rock/stone.” You can help me define it better!
I’ll suggest a variant of the name, “ZEPHANADRA” for a boy (and Cephanadra for a girl). Zephanadra is coined from “Zephan” (a variant of Zephaniah in Hebrew meaning “hidden by God”) and “Nadra” (“Precious” in Arabic)… And the meaning.. “Hidden by God”, “precious”, lol..u can put one and two together, say, preciously hidden by God, or “I’m precious because I’m hidden by God”..hmm, help me define it better!!

Short form: Cepha (Zepha); Ceph (Zeph); Nadra; Phana;
Nick form: Phanny; Phy;
Happy mood: Pha-Pha..
Angry mood: NADRA!!

– Native Name Suggestion for a Princess (Greek): CLEONEDORA.
Short form: Cleo; Nedo; Dora.
Nick form: Needo-Needo.
Happy mood: dohdoh..
Angry mood: NEDORA!
The name means “Glorious gift” (From Cleone- Glory, and Dora- Gift; both Greek) [Cleone is pronounced “Klee-own-nee”]

– Name Suggestions:
* Female name: CLEOPATRA, of Greek origin, meaning “glory of the father”.
* Male name: CLEON, of Green origin, meaning “Glory”.

Hallucinations of the Prinsediran X: The Delusions [Of Prinsdeur]: I Am Fast Asleep

And in an unprecedented event, fortunately, or rather unfortunately, my hallucinations met my delusions, sleeping or awake, how it happened, Me do not know. And of course, Moi said to Me, “let me [Moi] explain this to you, O Prinsdeur, for I am His Dextrezza, The Very First Prinsediran to roam this realm.

You are here, but at every point in time, four or more things happen to you in a precise sequence, this you are very sure of. And Prinsdeur said,

“I am in love.
I am about to get married.
I am sleeping.
I am going to wake up from that dream.”

I am a Prince
I am building my palace in Phandira
I am fast asleep
I am going to wake up from that dream.

I am a General
I am currently fighting for the peace of the world
I am totally asleep
I am going to arise from that nightmare.

I am an evangelist
I am uniting the Church
I am fast asleep
I am going to wake up from that dream.

I am a writer – stories, songs, events, games, realities, fantasies, shows.
I am the First Pen Bender
I am the Last Ink Bender
I am an award winner
I am going to sleep
I am going to dream about it.

I am an educator
I am building my university in Wuzybury
I am fast asleep
I am going to wake up from that dream.

I am a father
I am awaiting my daughter, K.K. Jemima
I am awaiting my 70 sons
I am snoring
I am going to wake up from that dream.

I am a city builder
I am raising structures throughout the states
I am fast asleep
I am going to wake up from that dream.

I am an administrator
I am governing my people
I am fast asleep
I am going to wake up from that dream.

I am a philanthropist
I am lending a helping hand.
I am going to sleep
I am going to dream about it.

I am Prince [Amen-Diosdesea] Ewuzie Odira’ C.C: Prince of Wuzybury
I am still alive.
P/S: I am not deluded

Hallucinations of the Prinsediran IX: May God Forgive You [The Church]

We are here again, joyful, avoiding every recipe for sadness. Yes, there’s music in the background of course and just about that time when sleep always comes in, tap tap, be alert, for Moi is speaking to Me again.

You must have heard of the Church, no doubt.
You must have read about the Church, no doubt again.
You’ll be there on Sunday, maybe.
You most likely know what a Church is… 1. a building for public Christian worship. 2. Public worship of God or a religious service in such a building. 3. the whole body of Christian believers; Christendom.

Well Me, say to Church, “May God forgive you for being a Church when you are not one.”

May God forgive you [the Church] for creating different variations of “GOD” in such a way you can only feel safe in your own denomination. [Deut. 6:4].

May God forgive the Church for the wealth they immerse and for the little they give to the poor.

May God forgive the Church for not training up a child in the way he should go, may He pardon you for not caring to bring back the departed generation. [Prov. 22:6]

May God forgive the Church for threatening its congregation with death.

May God forgive the Church for the broken hearts waiting to die because their love is not in the truth. [I Cor. 7:12-13].
May God forgive the Church for taking away the salt in the word of God.

May God forgive the Church for not being able to impact spirituality. May He pardon you for not having a link to Heaven… Common troubles, the church can’t avert them again thru prayers.

May God forgive the Church for becoming a political platform.

May God forgive you for being a part of the Church, may He pardon you for decaying with them.

May God forgive you for running away from the Church, may He pardon you for not staying to heal it. [John 2:15-16].

May God forgive the Church for believing in faith alone and not in good deeds and obedience of the word. That’s why a gay can suddenly be a pastor, a faithful pastor at that. [Rev. 2:6]

May God forgive the Church for welcoming homosexuals [1 Cor. 6:9]

May God forgive the Church for the dishonour it bestows on our Lord Jesus Christ. [Heb. 1:6-14].

May God forgive the Church for it is [they are] dying.

May God forgive the Church for falling and staying down [Rev 2:5].

May God forgive the Church for leading the people into idolatery.

May God forgive the Church for not realising that it is wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked [Rev 3:17].

May God forgive the Church for being jealous of the number of people in other congregations [James 3:16].

May God forgive me [Moi] for I have found it hard to forgive the Church, may He pardon me for not being able to heal the Church.

You can sleep now, Me.

Namesmith: Nenadi-N’miji

I love Spanish names, French names, Italian, Greek, and of course Wuzyburian- the names I put together as a Namesmith. 😉 So, when you find it hard to pick a name for your child, you can always tell me the child’s story and I’ll coin a Wuzyburian name for you.
A name means virtually whatever you label it to mean. Some names however have only one meaning, some sound like another name, and some names basically inspire you.

The ninth Wuzyburian name I’m presenting here is suitable for a future male leader. It is a mixture of two Nigerian languages (Oegworok- S/Kaduna and Hausa) and a little alteration in its written form using an Igbo format of vowel removal (I find It hard to explain myself at this point..lol). The name is NENADI-N’MIJI.
– Nenadi N’miji: Coined from “Nenadi” (in Oegworok which connotes “People will see”) and “N’miji” (an altered way of saying “the boy” in Hausa). I’d say this basically means “The people will see [the greatnes of] the boy.” You can help me define it better! I’ll suggest the name goes along with “Oluchi” (Igbo for “the work of God”).
Short form: Nena; Nadi; Nadina; Dina; Miji.
Nick form: Nene; Nana; Didi.
Happy mood: D-D; G-G; Nene.
Angry mood: NAMIJI!!

– Native Name Suggestion (In Nigerian Igbo): NANICHI
Short form: Nani
Nick form: Nana
Happy mood: Nahnah;
Angry mood: NANICHI
The name means “Only God.” Another variation is “SOSOCHI”

– Name Suggestions:
* Female name: NADIRA, of Arabic origin, meaning “precious, scarce.”
* Male name: NEVIN, of Latin origin meaning “holy, sacred; little bone; servant of the saint’s disciple.”