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SELF(The Journey to being truly Altruistic).

  So   one night  last week while trying desperately to keep myself awake, I had a pep talk with myself   (more like a TED talk,  because  I was there acting like  there was a  live audience  in front of me  and being so Zen).   Well i n my usual Pep/TED talk fashion I was mouthing the words ever so peacefully, a skill I wish I have mastered in life , you see  I fancy a Zen outlook, an understanding personality and a calm voice but like most things I fancy  these are all still a work in progress, but you can say I am working .  In like manner my talk focused on something I am  also  working to be,  put  quite simply “A genuinely Altruistic Person”.    Altruistic (simply meaning unselfish ) ,  I am trying my best in all ways to be as unselfish as possible. So a part from trying to stay awake this started from hearing/seeing the phrase “focus on your own happiness” a lot more in the past week and something about that statement rings the wrong alarms in my head.    I truly get distressed
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Big-Nothing.

Our relationships with people are constantly evolving, from nothing, nothing from being oblivious I mean, not knowing.  To desire, to want, a very special type of want and sometimes to need. Extreme need, for comfort, food or warmth...just need. Then nothing, big-nothing not from oblivion of course but from feeling nothing anymore, no desire, no acknowledgement of their presence or absence, nothing. Just nothing. Nothing scares me more than "nothing" about human relationships, that friend, that person who meant so much, who made your heart skip, who you thought of first thing at morn slowly becomes nothing. Their presence or absence means nothing anymore and it's neither a cold feeling or a warm one it's just "without-".   It's become apparent that there's no remedy for this, it's the way the world works and its inevitable. I however, have decided to stop expecting this, to stop waiting for it and watching for its signs

HEY!!! QUEENS

Personally I'm enjoying this "empowered and liberated"/"I'm more than my body" power tussle women are engaging in. I mean in one breathe we mention how we're empowered, liberated, not bound by traditional norms and cultures so we're free to flaunt our bodies, keyword "our" specifically to remind the men not to advise us on modesty. Then as soon as men start to objectify women and talk about how the ass looks perfect to be tapped, we jump on the train of " I am more than a body". Sis for the life of me I don't get us. What are we on about? First of all if you're a model, Onlyfans star, porn actress (and other similar careers), body activist, artiste, actress I totally understand why your full breast/ass is outside. The others though, WHAT IN THE BEJESUS HELL IS THAT? Queens forget the whole liberation talk let's face it, we have the stage. We can be out here talking about fighting domestic violence among

Self Seeking

Imagine being handed a gift box, wrapped in layers of gift wrapping but you can tell it’s a box. Box of what you wonder, you know it’s a box but you need to unwrap these layers to find out what it conceals. Unwrap, tear apart, open and inside all those layers you find just what you imagined or something totally different. My introspection journey looks this exact way. Every emotion for me is like a gift box and I have to sit and look inwards to unwrap, tear apart to figure out what it is that led to that emotion, thought or action. A blessing. I read a tweet today and someone was talking about liking to “disappear” figuratively referring to leaving people, situations, unattended to for a period and possibly come to it/them later. A cool thing to do but I hate to believe anyone just likes to “disappear”, there are thought processes both conscious and subconscious that contribute to the flight reaction. Now don’t get me wrong I am not here advocating against “ghosting” on peo

Darling, it's our Anniversary!

Hey, my love, it is our 20th anniversary and I cannot wait to share this momentous journey of ours with the world. I was barely 10 when I met you, I remember my cousin Seun taking me to meet you at the café, cybercafé, yea that was a thing back then. You were memorable, sweet, interesting, and ever so smart. Darling internet terror of some, lover of mine, I loved you then and I love you now. Let me begin by sharing with these kind readers beautiful memories we share. I once made a friend via yahoo! Messenger (yea that one) so many years ago, I cannot recall when exactly but he is the only “Tunde” with a good heart. We had good times, we were friends as far as friendship goes but he had the “sickle cell” disease and last I heard of him he was on dialysis, you see every time I log on to any chatroom on your space darling I keep praying he would pop up again and I can get to tell him even if I got only one chance “ I love you Tunde and you are strong”.  I guess I lost that one but the

The story of the "Chewing gum fish".

On this episode of stories that might never get published, here’s the story of the “chewing gum fish”. As you all know there’s a global pandemic in the name of “COVID-19”, deadly deadly disease that’s been eating up humans and the very core of our existence, literally keeping us off our streets and eating at our economy daily but that’s not where this started from. It just so happened that when this pandemic hit my country “Naija” it kind of crept in and suddenly we were getting advised to stock up our pantries, well me I like fish, meat and so and so. I obviously knew I was going to stock up on these items so I was thinking of how to preserve my precious food items for as long as a month(I don’t know how long this would be for, in fact we have no official memo yet) this led me to remembering the case of the “chewing gum fish”. When I was a kid there was a time that we couldn’t afford our rent anymore (sad thing) and we were tossed out of our home. I mean tossed, as in tosse
Yay! So it’s a new year and as typical Nigerians our sentiment levels have skyrocketed. Suddenly everyone’s optimistic for the New year and we all seem to have goals only 2020 can inspire us to work on. First, I hate sentiments and I hate fake mirth…so this period is not exciting for me based on secular reasoning. I am genuinely grateful that I am alive this morning to type, to feel, to want, to have a clear head(a great blessing in my case) but I have no sentimental desires for the New Year, mainly due to the fact that years prior I have acted as the typical Nigerian and set resolutions, desires, plans, weight loss goals, to-do lists and what not and at each I have failed. Woefully. So I decided that it takes more than a date change to inspire a sister. I am a very practical soul and I only believe things proven by science or experience (my experience). So I am going to be sharing some tips on how to better ourselves this year based on my findings from a self-survey in 2