
By: Kingsley Mkpandiok
As the butterfly
flies randomly from one flower to another in search of the nectar and as the
wall gecko moves steadily towards its prey so also the mind moves trying to
feast on that which it is attracted to. 
I’ve heard so do
you that the mind is the power house of the human soul, where the character and
habits we showcase is being forged by our thoughts and imaginations. Like a
carefully forged sword in the hand of a blacksmith so also is our character to
our thoughts. 
Our mind is the
seat of our imaginations, just as the wind that blows in a direction it deems
fit, but one can only tell it’s direction by the help of a wind vane – the cycle
of our thoughts which are usually weaved round the words that proceed out of
our mouth this of course becomes a pointer to which direction our mind is
leading us.






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