Qiniso Mogale

Gold Star - 6,128 Points [A legend in his own mind] (25 September 1978 / Dvokolwako Swaziland)

Qiniso Mogale
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Qiniso Mogale a first born son of Leonard Mogale and Sindiswe Dlamini. Has one brother and two sisters. Did both his primary and high schools at St Marks in Swaziland. He completed in 1997 and enrolled at the University of Swaziland (UNISWA) in 1999 studying for a B.A. Humanities Degrees majoring in History and Theology completing in 2003.He then pursued a Post Graduate Certificate In Education (P.G.C.E) .) completing in 2004. In 2005 he was employed as a teacher at Ekwetsembeni Special School until 2007. He got married to Xolisile Dlamini on January 19 2007 and they have two(2) daughters; Andile and Nhlanganiso Mogale.In 2008 he was employed by the Correctional Services in Swaziland as a... more »

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  • Mistakes must serve as lessons equipping the people who made the mistakes not to repeat the same mistakes in future. Future generations must also learn from such mistakes: that's the sole necessity o...
    Repeated mistakes
  • ''We often run other peoples races neglecting our own races in the process. On judgement day we have to account for our own races and I wonder what will most people tell God?''
    Envying others
  • ''Material treasures can not be taken to the spirit World. Most people are concerned with temporary things. The devil has them exactly where he wants them.''
    Priorities
  • ''Let all live knowing all shall die. Death has no favorites.''
    Death
  • ''Emotions and faith have never complimented each other; instead they have always competed against each other.''
    Emotions and faith
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When The Dust Settles

Fierce winds of life blow
Dangerous winds of life blow
Most of these winds are manmade
Winds created by enemies
Winds, created by adversaries
Winds created by foes
Winds that shake us to the core.

During these winds we become angry
During these winds we react differently
During these winds dust flies in all directions
The dust makes us to run helter skelter
The dust makes us to lash out
The dust makes us to kick at everything in sight
The dust steals our sanity
The dust robs us off objectivity.

When the dust settles
We discover...

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