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A Self Portrait.
Happy ’22! I cannot overemphasize how every read, comment and like from last year has made me who I am at this every hour. For this, I say my new favorite word (after Nkem of course); Imela– Thank You. My friend Emmanuel put me up to a challenge recently. It is essential that at a…
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GOD FIRST, OTHERS SECOND, SELF LAST
I generally love walking, especially on evenings where you can just feel the breeze cleansing you. My school is one of the best places to take evening walks once you can get over the idea of men always parking and trying to give you a lift. “I’m taking a walk” “But where are you walking…
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What Goes Around Is Already Around
Aunty Kemi was the first witch I ever met. Growing up, I saw a lot of Mainframe movies which had already exposed me to the possible existence of terrestrial forces. I had teachers in primary school warn us against picking up money from the floor or collecting food from strangers or we could be initiated…
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Ogadinma
I’ve spent most of my time the past couple of weeks drowned in novels. In one of these novels, I was introduced to Nnu Ego from the famous ‘Joys of Motherhood‘ who exposed me to the feeling of intense hunger. It was so descriptively put that even I with a full belly felt the wrenching…
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serendipity
I was seated on a hard rock cemented make-shift chair staring at the oceans and wondering how much body of water it was and where it stopped. It was endless and I imagined jumping into it and seeing how far it could take me. The oceans always move with such power. ** came to me…
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HELP! I’M DYING
I had just woken up from a nightmare. I cannot remember the exact details of my dream but whatever they were, they were scary enough to jerk me from sleep. Now, I can tell I’m awake but I can’t move. Its almost like the nightmares followed me. I try to move my feet, they won’t…
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MANN TRACHT,UN GOTT LACHT
I started reading novels when I was about seven. I was usually surrounded with lots of books because my mom was an ardent book collector. I remember reading The Baby Sitters Club and literally all of Enid Blyton’s books strictly for entertainment. When I became a little older, I advanced to books in my mom’s…
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I MET JESUS AGAIN
Who creates people, puts them in a world without their consent and scares them into loving Him? . I MET JESUS AGAIN. Not in person, no. Sorry to disappoint you. It was a still, small voice. I met Jesus again two months ago. It is quite difficult for me, focusing on Christ. So, in my…
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Conversations.
Conversations with a 19 year old homosexual who wants the spirit to ‘die by fire’. I was a little scared to ask ** if she was homosexual. I am the least homophobic person in the world but I feel like posing the question, ‘Are you gay?’ is quite rude. But I asked anyway. ‘I am”.…
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EPISODE 3
Frank Ocean- Self Control I really have to find a way to put out an apology for not ending this series earlier. Its hard for me not to make excuses and just say, woaw, I was utterly at fault. I spent the last couple months sorting through some deep rooted shit. I did not figure…
YOU ARE! 