nosolomzi: what is becoming of our men and women divine postman?

divine postman: they have forsaken love nosolomzi and run mad after the dollar. our actions as a society are mechanical and not natural.

nosolomzi: we fail to explore the immortal beauty within. and never behold the wonders of the human soul.

divine postman: there are more treasures in the imagination than can be mined in gold fields.

nosolomzi: the mass of man are poor because they are lazy to think. they limit their learning to the years that they spend in schooling.

divine postman: true learning, which nourishes not only the human mind but the human soul, is a lifetime endeavor.

nosolomzi: the learning in schools is motivated by the attainment of a reward; but the instructing of the soul is inspired by love.

divine postman: the human soul is constantly active and desires growth.

nosolomzi: we begin to reason nosolomzi with our hands and feet. and thus the more movement we encompass, the  more knowledge we gain.

divine postman: as we climb into cars and sit in our offices, and thereafter coming home to sit on couches, our minds become stagnant.

nosolmozi: when we fail to use our hands and feet effectively we will become lazy in our thinking.

divine postman: the body is given unto man nosolomzi that he may use it for the wealth of his brain. what we do instead is abuse it with narcotics and food.

nosolmzi: the mind can never be wealthy, when the body is not healthy. strength is taken out of strong things when we seek to act partially.

divine postman: we neglect the needs of the body. independence is being in control of your body.

nosolmzi: let us exercise power over what we eat divine postman. our food must not interfere with the optimism of nature.

divine postman: our life might be much easier and simpler than we make it.

nosolmzi: that the world might be a happier place than it is. that there is no need for convulsions and despairs.

divine postman: we hold the power to deliver ourselves from our tribulations nosolomzi.

nosolomzi: we miscreate our own evils divine postman by not standing up for what we believe in.

divine postman: whenever we get this vantage ground of the past, or of a wiser mind in the present, we are able to discern that we are begirt with laws which execute themselves.



rhibela: tell me about the meaning of all your travels divine postman.

divine postman: iAM grateful for every experience rhibela that life has given me no matter how painful; my travels have made me the man iAM today.

above all rhibela my journies are teaching me that the time that we have on this earth is fleeting. and what people will remember is how much of yourself you gave.

rhibela: in life we must walk by faith divine postman not by sight. things do not make sense looking forward friend. but when you look backward everything falls perfectly into place.

divine postman: there is strength in the darkness that we fear rhibela.

rhibela: it is in those darkest hours that we see our truest selves. the indignation which arms itself with secret forces does not awaken until we are stung and pricked and sorely assailed.

divine postman: we draw upon strength that we never conceived that we had. we can only learn how to get up when we fall.

rhibela: hence it is, that we can only learn through suffering. whoever sits on cushions of advantage will fall to sleep.

divine postman: there can only be change in our life when we are prepared to suffer.

rhibela: for the child to be born the mother will suffer birth pains.

divine postman: but oh! how she weeps with joy when the child is born.

rhibela: the suffering within divine postman will manifest the rose without.

divine postman: everything is a come-up rhibela one must be prepared to start from rock-bottom to find his kingdom.

rhibela: we build that we may share. as we give and grow, we tell our story, and come to learn that emotion connects us all.

and thus my suffering belongs not only to me but to the entire human race. what at any time has befallen me, you can understand.

divine postman: it is only life’s sorrows that can bind us together.

rhibela: let sorrow be the anchor in our lives friend and not frivolous times.

divine postman: i find sorrow rhibela in my mind most times. reminding me of all the mountains i have climbed, and the darknes that i did overcome.

rhibela: amor vincit omnia.


old man ndlovu: in my younger days divine postman, i used to run these streets.

divine postman: you were chasing them pretty girls, old man ndlovu, and always finding your confidence in liquor.

old man ndlovu: you speak as though you were one with me divine postman. what i learned however, is that, although the life i lived might seem appealing to the youth, it is not sustainable.

divine postman: it is a fabrication and a distortion of reality. you were portraying an image that seeked approval from your peers.

old man ndlovu: i was not living, i was chasing shadows. today it is this girl, tomorrow it is desiring that car, and the day after, that awesome outfit.

divine postman: oh! what a facade it was old man ndlovu, the eyes can never have enough of seeing. just, as the tongue and the ear, can never have their fill of tasting and hearing.

old man ndlovu: it was a fool’s life that i lived divine postman; in all i did i was rejecting my trueself by always seeking to conform.

old man ndlovu: all men create an illusion in their hearts, which they eventually attract with their mind. they fail to understand, that they do not have long to live.

divine postman: i believe it is only suffering friend that can break our illusions, and anchor us to the reality of nature’s laws.

old man ndlovu: and you can choose divine postman, to either accept the truth; or fight it.

divine postman: but one must keep in mind that water can never run uphill, a rope of sand cannot be twisted and you can never kick a rock without getting bruised.

old man ndlovu: in my old age divine postman, i have come to learn that wisdom is a most noble pursuit; the young must keep their gaze on her.

divine postman: our joy is in proportion to our wisdom, old man ndlovu.

old man ndlovu: without wisdom there can be no understanding. to find joy with the dollar you need wisdom.

divine postman: the man who has sacrificed all things for knowledge, wisdom, and discipline will bring joy to many.

old man: he is the rustle of the corn, the song of a river, and the strength of the aloe.

divine postman: just as the snowball will melt when we bring it indoors, and the aloe will die upon planting it in damp climate, so will a man die in comfort.




emerson: there is no great and no small.

divine postman: to the soul that maketh all.

emerson: and where it cometh all things are.

divine postman: and it cometh everywhere.

emerson: iAM owner of the firmament. of the immortal stars and the strength of the aloe.

divine postman: iAM owner of alexander’s hand. and zoroaster’s brain.

emerson: of xenophon’s heart and montaigne’s strain.


divine postman: there is one mind common to all individual men.

emerson: every man is an inlet to the same and to all of the same. let him believe in his natural genius.

divine postman: and dedicate everyday of his life to his lofty thought. he that is once admitted to the right of reason is made a freeman of the whole estate.

emerson: what plato has thought divine postman, you may think. what a saint has felt, you may feel.

divine postman: all things move according to the knowledge that is in them friend. what at anytime has befallen any man, you can understand emerson.

emerson: who hath access to this universal mind is a party to all that is or can be done. let him embrace suffering and he will dwell in glory.

divine postman: for suffering is the only and sovereign agent when a man desires to create change in his life. through patience all riches are found.


emerson: of the works of this universal mind, history is the record. its genius is illustrated by the entire series of days.

divine postman: man is explicable emerson by nothing less than all his history. the great deeds of men in history teach that one must never be comfortable; but should always challenge himself.

emerson: without hurry divine postman, without rest, the human spirit goes forth from the beginning to embody every faculty, every thought.

divine postman: and every emotion which belongs to it, in appropriate events. how perfect is the human spirit when it is moved by nature. but the thought is always prior to the fact.

emerson: all the facts of history divine postman pre-exist in the mind as laws.

divine postman: each law emerson in turn is made by circumstances predominant, and the limits of nature give power to but one at a time.

emerson: a man is the whole encyclopaedia of facts divine postman. the creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

divine postman: the whole of nature is embodied in man. and egypt, persia, sparta, rome, britain and america lie folded already in the first man.

emerson: epoch after epoch divine postman, camp, kingdom, empire, republic, democracy, are merely the application of his manifold spirit to the manifold world.

divine postman: nature will glorify him who is obedient to her precepts.

emerson: through obedience divine postman we grow in faith. all is possible when you believe. the time that we have is limited let us live in love.


divine postman: this human mind wrote history, and this must read it. the sphinx emerson, must solve her own riddle.

emerson: if the whole of history friend is in one man, it is all to be explained from individual experience.

divine postman: there is a relation emerson between the hours of our life and the centuries of time. as the air i breathe is drawn from the divine repositories of nature.

emerson: as the light on my skin divine postman is yielded by a star a million hours away, and as the poise of my body depends on the equilibrium of centrifugal and centripetal forces.

divine postman: so the hours should be instructed by the ages; and the ages explained by the hours.

emerson: the sorrow of yesterday is what yields the fortune of today. without connecting our past with the glory of today we can never understand.

divine postman: a tree can only grow from its roots. of the universal mind friend each individual is one more incarnation.

emerson: all its properties consist in him divine postman. the mind transcends through all ages.

divine postman: each new fact in our private experience flashes a light on what great bodies of men have done.

as we endure in our genius, we will be given the oracle that what caesar and solomon have achieved, we may achieve.

emerson: every revolution was first a thought in one man’s mind divine postman.

divine postman: and when the same thought occurs to me emerson, it is the key to this era.

emerson: every reform friend was once a private opinion, and when it shall be a private opinion again it will solve the problem of the age.

divine postman: the genius of the age needs to forever dwell in mountains of solitude. and believe the greatness of his vision.

emerson: let him uphold through hard constraint, the wide heaven with unwearying faith and patience.

divine postman: standing at the ends of the earth before the clear voiced hesperides. for this lot wise athena assigns to the obedient.


emerson: the fact narrated divine postman must correspond to something in us, to be credible or intelligible.

divine postman: what a revolution is the internet unto mankind. it is the spirit of this age.

emerson: as we read and write in the world wide web must become spartans and stoics; poets and kings; martyr and uprooter.

divine postman: we must fasten these images to some reality in our secret experience, or we shall learn nothing rightly.

emerson: every genius had a great teacher. what plato wrote, socrates lived. and what seneca wrote montaigne lived.

divine postman: as i reflect on my past emerson, i learn that i have always been at the mercy of nature’s laws.

emerson: a man is not rich divine postman because of all that fills his barn; but the truly rich mind is one that is unceasing in the pursuit of knowledge.

divine postman: it is the universal nature friend which gives worth to particular men.

the knowledge that prometheus imparted to mortals can only be retrieved when one chooses to find it.

emerson: let a man always find his identity in who he is and not in what he has; companions will never deliver us from our fears.

divine postman: every man is given his own genius. human life emerson, is mysterious and involiable and we hedge it round with fears.

emerson: none divine postman trust in the glory of the human soul. the greatest fear that all men have is to be alone.


divine postman: the living heaven thy art respect. house at once and architect.

emerson: quarrying man’s rejected hours, builds therewith eternal towers.

divine postman: sole and self-commanding works fears not undermining days.

emerson: the great mind is always willing to be little, it knows that whatever indignities one may suffer they will pass.

divine postman: it grows by decays, and by the famous might that lurks in reaction and recoil.

emerson: makes flame to freeze and ice to boil.

divine postman: forging, through swart arms of offence, the golden seat of innocence.

emerson: when the act of reflection takes place in the mind divine postman, when we look at ourselves in the light of thought, we discover that our life is embosomed in beauty.

divine postman: let them chase their dollar emerson, we will pursue wisdom. behind us, as we go, all things assume pleasing forms, as clouds do far off.

emerson: all it takes is an awareness to observe the beauty in life. not only things familiar and simple, but even tragic and terrible are comely as they take their place in the pictures of memory.

divine postman: the old bridge, the abandoned house, the losses suffered, however neglected in the passing, have a grace in the past.

emerson: even the corpse divine postman, that has lain in the ground has added a solemn ornament to the house. the chickens, the dogs and birds will prattle and play with the rose that grows beside it.

divine postman: the soul will not know either deformity or pain. if in the hours of clear reason we should speak the severest truth, we should say that we had never made a sacrifice.

emerson: in these hours the mind seems so great divine postman that nothing can be taken from us which seems much. nothing is truly lost when the soul has gained a grandeur vantage ground of its presence.

divine postman: all loss, all pain, is particular emerson; the universe remains to the heart unhurt.

emerson: neither vexations divine postman nor calamities abate our trust. no man ever stated his griefs as lightly as he might.

divine postman: allow for exaggeration friend in the most patient and sorely ridden hack that ever was driven.

emerson: for it is only the finite that has wrought and suffered; the infinite lies stretched in smiling repose.

divine postman: the wise will learn that calamity has no power over him. the knowledge and discipline in his mind and body will sustain him to his old age and grey hairs.

emerson: virtue is everlast my friend.


divine postman: life is a journey emerson desiring to impart all the good  that is found in her divine repositories on man.

emerson: the intellectual life may be kept clean and healthful friend, if man will live the life of nature and not import into his mind difficulties which are none of his.

divine postman: nature is the key to man’s fortune; only if he is obedient will he receive glory. no man need be perplexed in his speculations.

let him do and say what strictly belongs to him, and though very ignorant of books, his nature shall not yield him any intellectual obstructions and doubts.

emerson: our young people divine postman are diseased with the conflicting passions of employment and freedom.

they present a practical difficulty upon themselves of succumbing to the pressure of their parents and not searching for their identity.

divine postman: they fear questioning the knowledge of their parents and do not forsake these ruins of regrets. they flee from the new lingering among the dry bones of the past.

emerson: a simple and noble mind will create an enduring kingdom. let our passion in life begin with loving people.

divine postman: we need to be brave in the decisions that we make. a few strong instincts and a few plain rules will suffice us. believing that it is our duty to lay down our lives for the whole of mankind.

emerson: my will divine postman never gave the images in my mind the rank they now take.

the regular course of studies, the years of academical and professional education have not yielded me better facts than some idle books of latin and greek history and philosophy.

divine postman: i dropped out of university emerson because of the seemingly simple books i was reading in my leisure time.

i would spend most of my time in the library gleaning the thoughts of the romantics. and as i cycled and adopted a natural diet of plants and vegetables; i drifted to the stars and let go of lecture halls.

emerson: what we do not call education is more precious than what we call so. we form no guess, at the time of receiving a thought, of its comparative value.

divine postman: and education often wastes its effort in attempts to thwart and bulk this natural magnetism, which is sure to select what belongs to it.

emerson: by nature we will gravitate to what ravishes the human heart. however, upon rejecting nature’s thought we will perish in fear.

divine postman: nature will equip us for every journey she gives us. in like manner our moral nature is vitiated by any interference of our will.

emerson: people divine postman represent virtue as a struggle, and take to themselves great airs upon their attainments.

and the question is everywhere vexed when a noble nature is commended, whether the man is not better who strives with temptation. either love is there or it is not.

divine postman: love whispers in silence and will raise a man through narrow spaces between the hapiness and the hardness. we love characters in proportion as they are impulsive and spontaneous.

emerson: the less a man thinks or knows about his virtues the better we like him. alexander’s victories are the best victories, which had an unsurpassed beauty and grace like homer’s verses.

divine postman: when we see a soul whose acts are all regal, graceful, and pleasant as roses, we must thank athena, the mother of gods and men, that such things can be and are.

emerson: and not turn sourly on the archangel that weaves such poetry. what all men rejoice in divine postman is beauty; in all its mystery it never fails to quench our soul.

samantha: happy is he divine postman, who learns to love all nations.

divine postman: we can only be complete sam, when we are universal in our thinking. and transmute our truth into life.

samantha: without acting on my knowledge that i have acquired; iAM not yet woman.

divine postman: the goal of all knowledge sam is action. when we choose to be brave and confront the darkness, we will dwell in the light.

samantha: all that we learn through observation divine postman, transforms our subconscious.

divine postman: and thus we begin to build our kingdom within through grace and beauty.

samantha: as we move friend, we grow and enhance the power of our sensations.

divine postman: and with our sensations we create memories.

samantha: i have come to know divine postman that memories are the best thing you will ever have.

divine postman: the people i have met in all my journies have shaped my thinking and taught me that whatever nation you are born we are all one.

samantha: let us create wonderful memories divine postman while we still have the time.

divine postman: all our pleasure sam is derived through the faculty of memory. we can never forget the times when we are happy.

samantha: they are the shadow that follow us wherever we go. always knocking on our door.

divine postman: the choices we make are formed from the memories that we create.

samantha: pleasure is a function of the subconscious mind.

divine postman: it is through movement that all the faculties of the body are kindled.

samantha: movement is the fuel that sets the body to light. and the greater the movement the brighter the light.

divine postman: the accumulation of all the light sam is energy.

samantha: and energy divine postman, is the strength of our imagination.

divine postman: the greater the energy friend, the stronger the imagination.

samantha: and the stronger the imagination, the more potent the power of attraction.

divine postman: we have to labor in love uniting all mankind.



ncedo: i was born not to make it divine postman; but i did.

divine postman: the tribulations of a rural kid make the city dolls wonder, how did he make it?

ncedo: with all the odds stacked against him divine postman, he rose to be a man. no man alive has ever witness struggles i survive.

divine postman: we will always be misunderstood ncedo; for no man can begin to conceive the sorrow in our mind most times.

ncedo: it is best to marry solitude and meditate on our thoughts. we can never belong in a crowd.

divine postman: it is better to flee and search for the ocean within. where beauty, peace, and joy is found.

ncedo: we are called to lead them in silence. and with time the truth of our constitution will give them reason.

divine postman: and maybe they may see with the eye of the soul.

ncedo: for non-conformity the world will whip you with its displeasure, and one day to envy you for all your success.

divine postman: they never think of the sacrifices i made, the risks i took, and the companions i left behind.

ncedo: the prize will be gained when we persist and remain in love. we need to focus our energies on the goal.

divine postman: which is seeking to make this world a better place for the children of tomorrow.

ncedo: and that they might build on our shoulders and create more sublime works of art.

divine postman: let us forsake matter and invest in time so as to gain knowledge, wisdom and beauty.

ncedo: all we own friend is a liability, the true asset is your mind and your body.

divine postman: the wise will learn that when he has lost all things but still has himself, truly he has lost nothing.

ncedo: the soul is a progress not a station.



nosolomzi: the truth divine postman is that matter has no life!

divine postman: when the gatherer gathers too much nosolomzi, nature takes out of the man what she puts into his chest. swells the estate but kills the owner.

nosolomzi: and so the burdened laborer takes the life in him and puts it inside all that he owns. settling for matter and rejecting love.

divine postman: the tragedy however, is that parents who are trapped in the material realm will subsequently oppress their children.

nosolomzi: an inheritance is more easily acquired than gotten rid of.

divine postman: it is only when we sell and give, all that has been passed down to us, that our minds will be free.

nosolomzi: it is a paradox and defies all understanding, as to how the village dweller in the countryside is content with his single room hut and sleeping on his single bed.

divine postman: compared to the civilized man who runs up and down seeking to balance his books yet never balancing his life.

nosolomzi: the citizen rejects his life whereas the village sojourner is always sitting in love.

divine postman: no man thoroughly understands a truth until he has contended against it.

nosolomzi: so no man has a thorough acquaintance with simplicity and the power of poverty, until he has suffered from them and seen the truimph of these jewels over comfort and security.

divine postman: comfort and security breed many fears and living in quiet desperation. whereas poverty and simplicity erode all fears and teach one that he has absolutely nothing to lose but his ridiculously naked life.

nosolomzi: and so it is that through poverty and simplicity we find true riches within that the dollar can never buy.

divine postman: the truly poor is he who can never have enough but always craves more and compares himself unceasingly with his neighbors.

nosolommzi: and thus he does not see the beauty in his children but is obsessed with his estate and conspicuous appearance.

divine postman: the village dweller is content with her troop of sons and daughters who all sleep on the floor in her single bedroom hut.

nosolomzi: at times they may not have food to eat but they are bound in love.

divine postman: love is enough to sustain all creatures. as is the sun.

nosolomzi: let us rome in solitude divine postman, exploring the ends of the earth.

divine postman: too much food, too much possessions, and too many companions will clutter our lives. we must go alone to understand the cause.

nosolmzi: all joy stems from simplicity friend. let the vessel be simple and wise; it will never fail to contain the joy that is its due.