"Earlier last week I received a very interesting DM, that sparked all of the curious and interest I have had about this Money Sex Exchange business that seems to be thriving like Marijuana in Jamaica on Social Media.
Some Man had sat down, gone through my Instagram page and concluded that to "F*** Me like crazy, and have me and my precious flower travel the world with him" it would cost a solid 1 Million Dollars, 100 Million Kenyan shillings...
Wow.
Thought 1: JESUS THAT IS A LOT OF MONEY!
Thought 2: HOLY SMOKES! IS THAT MY PRICE?
Thought 3: WHAT'S WRONG HERE? WHY 100 MILLION? TO BED ME? WHY?
That amount of money is enough to change anybody's life, in an instant, and there are people out there offering much less because much less is needed to change any life.
I was perturbed, after conversing with my hormones (yes I do that), that this Simpleton of a man thought that I would trade all my parents invested in raising me, all the work I had put into my dreams, and all the great things I had to do in the future, for a mere $1 million dollars?
GERARAHIA MY FRIEND!
You see the liberty of having your Integrity at 100%
Dignity at 100%
Full accountability,
A life with no Skeletons,
Full honesty and disclosure,
To be able to travel this world, and walk into malls, knowing this is All Me...
Could never be traded for a Petty $1 Million Dollars. The liberty of this simple life, honest life, is worth so much more...
When did we "commoditize" our women? put a price? So many said "you give it for free, for nothing. You might as well give it and get a big cheque naupande ndenge" (more Women than Men told me this actually...) How can we propagate this narrative amongst ourselves?
SHETANI ASHINDWE! Ladies, Honey, BABE!!! A cheque and a Flight? A cheque and a Flight? Come here, Let me slap you.
You and your precious flower are made to be a vessel of power, love, growth, IT IS NOT A COMMODITY! Let nobody ever make you think that it can be exchanged for anything other than it's purpose! Period!
All you are, all you will be, is more than any amount of money......Trust me, I know...
We get so caught up in this rat race called life, and the addictive pursuit of success and prosperity, and then you trade your humanity for empty abundance because we all want to "live our best lives"
What is your best life with no souls, no heart...is it really your best life.
Do you want to travel the world in exchange for the best part of you, to someone undeserving and beneath you, deeper pockets maybe.....drink the champagne knowing you sold your best, and now you have nothing left of that beautiful soul...
I'm sorry but no, I want wine and laughs with Ciru and Carol at The Arbor, I'm very fine with GreenLeaf reruns on Sunday Nights that lull me into beautiful sleep, still silent, simple, mine.
If you have traded, nobody is here to judge or vilify, we all have more than our fair share of indiscretions, of various proportions, Life is Hard for a fact, and nobody blames you, it is your choice, I simply implore all women, myself included, to have a deep moment of introspection and see your full worth, let's not sell ourselves short...not for the rat race...
Trust the process, don't ever trust a shortcut!
So I'll be doing this twice a week, and I'm pretty sure I won't always get it right, but I do promise I'll be honest."
Kamene Goro.
