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What constitutes what I like to call truth teasers are karma, destiny, chances, and fate. Truth teasers because sometimes I think they are a part of historic ideologies the ancient families had to fabricate because they needed to connect their existence with mysteries so they could live in fear. Fear nourishes survival instincts. If there was anything I learnt from […]
This may sound weird, but if you think you’re afraid or not afraid of happiness, click here to take a quiz and find out all the same. Some months ago I came across some three words i had no idea could exist -“cheromania”, “athedonia” and “cherophobia”. Believe it or not, cheromania, is the extreme love for happiness, athedonia, an inability to be happy, and cherophobia, […]
One of those mornings when, just as soon as you semi-wake and you grope around your bed for your phone, while still in this your semi-conscious sleep inertia state, your fingers carelessly move against the phone with an immense rapid movement and what you hear at the next second is a crashing sound; the phone had fallen to the ground. […]
I want to say he’s fine, but pointing out physical characteristics at the start of a description of a person would only emphasize close-mindedness on my side. Besides, in this frosh generation, ‘fine’ is a total understatement. With his mustache and goatee standing out in a crowd, its a wonder how he hasn’t been gunned down by supremely hungry female […]
Late one afternoon some weeks ago, going home from training at FAAN co-op house in Lagos, I met a delightful little girl. I’m not sure what I mean by ‘met’ since we only just shared a bus and there was even no confrontation between us whatsoever. Even technically, I shared the bus with her mother since this little girl was […]
Disclaimer: This is a weak and silly comparison of a meal with the human nature, but for the sake of understanding why we do what we do sometimes, some irrationality can be helpful in getting close to some speculations that could make deeper meaning to Socrates, perhaps. No need to read too much meaning so you don’t feel like the […]
Diary, is it? Still don’t know why I’m doing this. If you ask me, this diary process is crap. I’m sure if I think through this long enough, I’d…I’d……I don’t know what I’d do, but I’m sure I’d do something. I think. I’m the irrational, impulsive and violent type. I never used to admit this, but the doctor that said […]