#Thekingdomscapital

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Emerge || Reborn greater than the greatest hope 🍯

The angst of the earnest remains the dutiful labor of the faithful.

The native prilgram akin to the San and Khoi, cast from the light and her shade.

The village gifted her most favoured sons and daughters redressed as commoners simply to recapture the Regal essence.

The sensations of moments flickering, the euphoric haze of days long past in sands kept enveloped in glass yet in our minds mere seconds or hours at most.

Greater than hope, tangible movements with a pulse as familiar as the scent of near lost faces, reimagined as places.

A poem remade a home for HEiR. Always and forever 🥀

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A view upon that which is often only promised in eternal dissent 🕴🏾🔓3️⃣

The morning rise of our expectant moon, the wise giver of life from which the delicate and hardened are enveloped as to receive her light to bloom.

The gorgeous sight she assumes from beneath the stars and hill tops steadily towards our noon.

She fills the room, casting cloaks from outer ward figures leasing renewed life to schools of thought rife with strife over the standing of our sight, as to what gave us flight.

An imperfectly scenic utopia of Elysian light.

She remains among those faithfully sent. An expectant view ever so graceful in might.

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The eyes behind the lens

A symmetry between the distinct and visual precinct beyond the conventional focus.

The embolding crease held upon boulders fashioned from wise shoulders of the older.

Towers draped in the escape of stoic stanzas in conflict with premeditated moments of poems and visual odes sheared from the hide of a life long thought to be left behind.

An Existence before and beyond the wire.

The path beholden to the faithful rider. The strange transit between the past and the reminiscentedly imminent.

Portraits of the suspended, the reoccurring remnants, a likeness recalled and restored.

The scenic scent of nostalgia paired with the indisputable hint of hope, the unconstrained wild air of past heirs.

This is but one view of such a crown.

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Ha Moshoeshoe ba li Pere |¦| Horse and carriage, the stables Reign amongst the empowered still 🐎🇱🇸😎

Imagery courtesy of @sleekridesls

A glimpse of the scenes of the Kingdom of Lesotho this past weekend ushering in the festive period.

This much anticipated horsepower exhibition returns to the Barracks December 5th. A family friendly fan favorite not to be missed.

Tickets available Pionner & Maseru Mall.

1 Pink note gets you into this not to be missed urban sporty event.

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TBee Bricks™ || One Stop Building Shop

You won't find a more reliable bet than in Bricks and Water. It's just Guaranteed, add a Mosotho to that equation and it's loaded dice in your favor 💯 percent of the time.

Call, enquire and be left inspired. Rebuilding the Kingdom one brick at a time since 1966.

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Style remains an extention of self exploration 😎🔥🌊

Imagery courtesy of the Mighty Bad Man Collective || Master P aka Pat the Mac

The last fall of winter is a call toward summer's favoured sister.

Infamous for her grand reveal of colors, her petals that which the faithful are duty bound to search and retrieve in offering to the Queens.

The Founders pitch is home to the finest hands in craft and tokens of expression.

Situated between the crown and the Mavericks Market. Spur your curiosity for the finer things and take a scroll in the Kingdoms Capital.

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Sunday draped in the day before ✈️

Noname Gypsy has done more in providing a nuanced yet stirring narrative regarding the forgotten generation.

The middle child discarded upon the boulders of diplomacy seeking the perpetually near.

You forever remain our Lady, the lordship who reigns over singular seasons never constrained to place or conventional time.

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Meraki

Treat yourself this festive season with some quality time 🥂 His & Hers spa treatments

Imagery courtesy of @merakilesotho

As wedding season, couple retreats and excersions for glampers alike emerge from covid restrictions, be sure to begin your adventure with the highly recommended Meraki experience.

The service remains as unrivaled as does the offering. The champagne, wide range of treatments and intimate space prove to be just right for the Kingdom's preferred trading post situated between the Old and New Europa.

The Pink, rose gold and white finishes are distinctive and telling.

Follow the page on Instagram and make your booking.

It remains one luxury you needn't pass up on.

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Spring is the new Summer fever. Don't be left out on these sizzling specials; the good guys at MSU Clout remain unrivaled in style & pricing. Come shoot with the stars for just one pink note. MSU Clout: We'll put you on without the breaking the bank!

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Sundays remain the cause to relish the pearls of your choosing 🥂

Sundays could never be confined to a meal or a singular feeling. Sundays exist beyond the walls of such diminutive meaning.

Sundays are the pearls guarded closely but for the chosen. Sundays are the roses that never weaken.

Sundays remain the still airy moments lost to the perpetually drifting. The understated presence of refinement aligned with the deafening cry of a distant trumpet .

Sundays are the first of the month with the grace of the ballroom paired with the grit of new discovery.

Embrace your Sundays and may they encoarch on every other.

❤️🇱🇸

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A throny matter still amongst those well versed on the bespokely niche 🎱♠️🇱🇸

🦺A classic Village Pantsula Badman styling Collective

📍Sefikeng Sa Moshoeshoe MSU Kingdom of Lesotho

As the festive season draws closer and as the first quarter of the firsts edges nearer, the elite in crafts mastering the niche showcase the latest in betoken mood charms for the young at heart.

All Contemporary traditional pieces remain hand crafted and ordained by the highest priests of the village.

All collectables remain open to personal touches, do come by and consult your preferred Artisan. Different styles for all sizes, the entire line remains a measure of the pride of the L.

The Kingdom still accustomed to the sofisticatedly finicky.

Its gotta be Kingly 🇱🇸

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A righteous Plan (T) and brace (Let)

Imagery courtesy of Sefikeng Sa Moshoeshoe & Stopong Market area MSU Lesotho.

The beaded clan, the forsaken disciples, the sick took to the cure reveled by the gift yet still rebuked the hand.

The plan to replicate that which they ought to attribute the Man.

The eyes of the gathering swarms a tribute too grand for those who do not care, yet blinders for those true to the cause giving in share, the heir parallel only to those of the chosen.

The path back toward the red eye remade a cheapened prize in clout for those not gifted the eye.

The fall, the story of that Man since.

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Now who doesn't ❤️ good ol' scotch

So Sno' Spring '20 Line 🇱🇸📲🚀

Image courtesy of @snowear__ (IG)

Every season commands a definitively bold look, a reason to effortlessly stand out from the crowd.

At Snowear™ we pride ourselves with tailoring the niche a chic line of timeless fashionable pieces. Inspired by yesteryear redesigned for millennial contemporary wear.

Tailor your imagination with the finest creative minds from the textile capital. The theme as always if you must pull the wool over one's eyes let it only be with the finest cashmere.

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A letter to a wise man I once knew

Footage courtesy of @LesothoArchives

There was this man I knew. Taller than most in my view. Though his reach extended beyond his arms, though broader in stature than height. For this man gave more in might when he was out of sight. The strangest trait in a world of strife dying for a man of light.

Incessantly evasive to song and praise, the man went as far as to conceal his name. For the work of the enlightened held a distinctive disdain for the vain. Among those ill fated by those closest to him, tainted by the glare of self indulgent fame. Insnared by the entitlements of idiomatic lores begotten of glory. The ever wanting strings of the spirit made pauper, for in his eyes they held no merit, they held no claim. For the man who driven by the insatiable desire to cater beyond the flesh and soul alone. The man was a mad man in a world driven by coal. A relic, lesser men died a thousand times over trying to hold. The man was seemingly always alone.

But for those who knew, beyond the gift and sorrow, deep within grew the most delicate rose we could ever know. If only this man knew, the truth of his view of tommorrow.

We all discreetly wish we were just a little more like you sir. 😉

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An endearing yet unexpected visit 😉

Footage courtesy of Sefikeng Sa Moshoeshoe in the ❤️ of the Kingdom of Lesotho🇱🇸

True as the mark of kleets worn in yet to be undone.

A glimmmer, simmering in the light, wet dew fresh and as tempting as the summer nights. Shall we tuck our visors in tow to tee the fairway for that which promises to throw. For that sacred place too whole for those that hasten the coal.

The steely air will only let us truly know. That and the lustful scent of the indifferent crow. Encircling the pit and yards in rows, the outcome always untold. The score sheet secrecy a measure of the bold. Hidden only by reflectors of the soul.

My father, a man of the bowls....

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Hey Pops 😉✊🏿 |¦| I 🙏🏾 I make you proud 🕴🏾📲

I found lost pieces of myself below the deepest tunnels of my inner spirit.

Awakening the dormancy of what had become my father's wishes.

So I rose, enboldened with the restive air of a man possessed. His ringing voice the temptest within my chest.

His purpose reigns among paramount heights yet is tangible only from the roots. I knew then that those too were my shoes.

May I be at worst the lesser version of you ✊🏿