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This is NOT FICTION.
I woke up from this dream practically an hour ago, and before I woke up, I heard a whisper “I have a message for you”.

It was a full day’s dream, as in the dream started from morning till late in the evening, but when I woke up and checked the time, it was exactly 3hrs.

There was a bit of chaos in the beginning, with my life personally; a man I supposedly know changed his ‘self’, literally. He impersonated someone by using certain chemicals he said he’d made from the lab, and destroyed his actual self, so he never existed. He followed me for hours because I knew, and he didn’t want word out there. So I kept running and hiding all day ti I got to a sanctuary with a lot of people I supposedly knew. I was surprised to see them all together, but it made me feel safe.

Later, I came out to the foyer to chat with a few people, then I heard some music, but as though it’s being played through horns, so I rushed out to find where it was from. People kept asking, ‘do you hear that too?’ Then others started crying. Before it ended, there was screaming everywhere!! Accidents… A plane crashed in the air!!

I rushed back into the sanctuary and one of the guys said, “The day has come, and we did not go”.

We were all scared and freaking out, for hours! Until one guy came in and said “but his hair shall grow to a certain length, then will he give us a second chance, those who weren’t taken before”. Then someone said “but we shall suffer here first”. Another said “because after all these years, after all these tests, you waited for a second chance. That is the price”.

I started reminiscing moments and different movies of watched on RAPTURE and how I’d be so focused on heaven, days after such encounters, then the urge faded in days. I thought and thought, and said “This must be a dream”. That was when someone said “it is as real as it gets”.

Someone asked me, “so are you scared?”, I answered YES. Another asked me, “do you think they would have done differently if they knew?” I couldn’t answer, because I couldn’t think straight. There was a 2yr old in the room!!!!

It was around 9pm when I looked at my watch. Then I heard a whisper, “I have a message for you”. That was when I woke up.

I froze in my bed for several minutes, effortlessly trying to remember every detail of the dream, yet it was all so vivid. Hot tears run down my cheeks with every scene flashing in my mind’s eye, in my dark room. Then I decided to pray.

I don’t want to miss the mark. I don’t want to wait for another chance, I wanted to be TAKEN too.

How would you have felt if you were in this dream? What would you have done differently after?

I’m guessing I’ll be awake till break of dawn. Truth is, I’m not sleepy anymore.

Being born again is not enough. Accepting Jesus as Lord and Saviour, loosening yourself hoping things will fall into place IS NOT ENOUGH; actually, that just the beginning of the journey. But how can you reach your destination if you’re stationed at the entrance when all you do is smile at the road and say “finally, I see the light“?

Today, August 1st 2015, I pray for your soul. We should meet in heaven.

AFROTASTIC “BIG CHOP”

Posted: July 20, 2015 in Uncategorized

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AFROTASTIC 2015 (Natural hair and Beauty Expo) took place in Accra on 11th July ,2015. This year’s event discussed the theme “Good Hair, Bad Hair”  Focused on what characterizes good hair or bad hair in the Ghanaian society. The event is the brain child of Naa Motsoo Allotey and Annette Akye. It was well attended and I witnessed one lady’s “BIG CHOP” as she transitioned from chemically processed hair to natural hair.

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There was a breakout section for discussions.

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BRIGHT ACKWERH treated guests to some live portraits sittings.

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Other “Afrotastic 2015” photos and more on my page NII ODZENMA NFONINGRAPHY

Enjoy your week and stay positive 🙂

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I feel the absence of love and it scares me.

Men have made decisions to stick to their jobs and other things that make them happy and for most of them, a woman by their side isn’t on the scale of preference. Sad. Perhaps it is the economy, or pressure from peers to make it to the top of the social class before finding a woman to commit to.

Heartbreak, we’ve all been there, maybe still there. But let’s face it; hearts get broken everyday, but life is beautiful. The soul purpose of life is living. It was rather be heartbreaking if everything else is put on hold because of an emotional breakdown. It can get really bad, but c’mon, c’est la vie!

Let me share this with you;

I cannot count the number of times I’ve either been rejected by a man or been left alone loving till a breakup (well, twice, for the latter). But it’s alright -actually it’s not, but I consciously disallow that to shape my worldview. Besides, I’m a talented  young exuberant woman; if I was to hold back whenever I broke down emotionally, or say ‘all men are the same. I won’t allow any man to distract my course again’, then I’ll be fooling myself. Nonetheless, I’ve learned from all encounters, I believe that’s how we grow and get stronger.

You’ll eventually be okay, so why not act okay till you are okay. Mind you, we’ve all got 24hrs at our disposal daily, yet there are legends amongst us, individuals leaving legacies for the next generation, and there is you.

You can start by appreciating your worth, loving yourself, the rest will come naturally.

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I’d anticipated meeting Mr. Grey for some months now but distance played a massive role in keeping us apart… I accepted that until he said he was in Ghana.

He was in Accra!

Unfortunately, I got the news rather late and the only available time to meet up was the day of his departure.

I travelled 2hrs from home to where he was lodged, with his friend (one pretty interesting man, that one!)

On arrival at Ramada Beach Resort, Nungua, well… let me phrase this well:

Mr. Grey was just as I envisioned, tall, smells good, good looking, a gentleman indeed. We kept complaining about the weather… darn! The sun was angry at us, or perhaps the government. Snap that! It felt as though the sun was draining every ‘aorta’ of energy from our bodies. Mr. Grey sweats a lot more and was in black T-shirt as well.

We had fun. We talked about random stuff, their experience in Ghana and how I’d have love to take the around Accra if I was available earlier; he didn’t enjoy hearing me repeat that. There was limited time… an hour to set off to the airport, and then…

“I’ll just go for my camera now!”

What’s a photographer without his camera to capture moment and unending memories?

We stepped down to the shore and created these;

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I had fun meeting a cyber friend. He’s more real to me now than a week ago, and I’d love to meet him again.  Maybe this time, in Nigeria.

Photography: Mr. Grey

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I keep the thorn behind me
Holding it because it’s real to me
I keep the thorn  away from sight
For better is what’s ahead than what’s behind.

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I’ll keep holding on no matter how long
It may prick hard
It may prick even deeper
But it will definitely wither.

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My eye is still fixed on what is ahead
Whether I’m pricked
Whether I’m hurt
But for the better place, I look ahead.

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Photography: Nii Odzenma  – Facebook [Nii Odzenma Nfoningraphy]
Model: Miz Akwele

Glow With Maj

For the next couple of weeks, I’ll be sharing some of the pictures from my editorial photo shootwith you. I spent quite some timesearching for looks to inspire what I wanted to do, something unconventional.So I get home after work, start drawing on paper, post the face charts on Instagram andin the process,Igot to meet some cool guys already in the face chart biz!


So this lookI found onInstagramis called “Spider Girl”, originally drawn on paper by@e.8a(igname),who works at MAC.

Enjoy the pictures below from the original face chart, to the trial on my model,MizAkweleand the final work shot by myphotogfriend,Oleleof TheLordseyeDivinity Images.

And please do well to give me feedback.


















“Whatever…

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If you’re deliberately ignoring my messages and calls after, then I doubt every word you said to me as a sign of affection when we were getting to know each other. I doubt every word!

I can bury it all and live as I never knew you; besides, I never knew you before I did.

You told me how you kept track of my blog and trailed my Facebook statuses, wondering the kind of girl I was, what you didn’t know was, I was doing a similar thing. So, that day I sent the first message, I knew exactly what I wanted… I knew exactly how I’d get it and you needn’t have to do anything to impress me.

But I miss you, and a little bit of a whole lot of you.