The body has time and space
The soul knows neither
You have a soul, you are bound
You are a soul, you are boundless
Lifespan is the sky of the body
Eternity is the realm of the soul
The petty man rents his body and sells his soul.
The petty woman sells her body and hides her soul
She is afraid of death
She is scared of unknown places
Mawuna Koutonin is a world peace activist who relentlessly works to empower people to express their full potential and pursue their dreams, regardless of their background. He is the Editior of SiliconAfrica.com, Founder of Goodbuzz.net, and Social activist for Africa Renaissance. Koutonin’s ultimate dream is to open a world-class human potential development school in Africa in 2017. If you are interested in learning more about this venture or Koutonin’s other projects, you can reach him directly by emailing at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Memories stay with us for a reason, a few words spoken long ago, an image taken by the mind, kept and stored until understood.
Tonight we ate vegetable and lentil soup; as I emptied all too trustingly, the packet of lentils into the simmering vegetable, a childhood memory returned to me.
It was in the backyard in Zululand, South Africa, the Zulu woman I called `Gogo` had laid out sheets of newspaper onto which she had spread a packet of pinto beans and in a separate pile a packet of sugar and painstakingly she spent her time sifting through the contents checking for anything that should not be there.
In the name of convenience we trade too much. The news has become