8216;s got a store. It is still in beta, and new items will be added on a daily basis. Original artworks, prints, apparel, and various merchandise. And a lot more interesting stuff. I plan on curating some great content for you guys, from some of the artists I have personally worked with and whose works I have collected over the years. Young, incredibly talented artists.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017. HOW CAN I NOT TRUST IN YOU, ALLAH? When I was in the darkness of the womb, You protected and delivered me. When I was a helpless infant, you helped me grow. When I found myself entangled in difficulties, You brought me out of it. When everyone turned away, You listened to me. When everything failed me, You uplifted me. When everyone slept by the night, You watched over me. When I cried, You consoled me. When I smiled, You gave me more. When I fell, You lifted me up.

Monday, 28 April 2014. WHO NO GO, NO KNOW. WHO NO KNOW, NO GO. WHO NO GO, NO KNOW. WHO NO KNOW, NO GO. I even recommended it to many people. Especially to those who had children, and the children and would be in constant contact with these domestic staff.

Speaking to your business sense! I am a business solutions provider. I have established a venture whereby businesses have access to resources that help them grow. How do I go about my business? I speak, blog, consult on ICT and business success. I also run an enterprise that provide marketing and branding materials for businesses. Here are some of the recent posts on business. Five good business lessons from Dame Patience Jonathan. Your business and your PVC, partners since you turned 18.

Emem Inyang on ENDANGERED IDENTITY. Mildred Maisamari on ENDANGERED IDENTITY. Emem Inyang on ENDANGERED IDENTITY. Mildred Maisamari on ENDANGERED IDENTITY. Rhythms of Forgotten verity .

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The thrill of soaring begins with the fear of falling. Time is a depreciating asset. Well, not so bad after all.

Come lay your head abreast my bossom,. Let my tender palms tend your furrowed brows,. Like the foreigner from ashore set sail and catches ease,. Threshing through zephyr and mirth,. Glistening in winter mist,. Fair beauties of the rainbow. Glides smoothly on waterfalls,. And lullaby rhymes are song. Fear not, and rest your fair head.