Monthly Archives: November 2012


Librocubicularist: Someone who uses the atomic index of a vector-scalable mass to determine it’s maximum-obtainable strain-inducing energy balance in relation to the planar capacitance of a force capable of yielding an equal reactance in an electro-magneto-plasmar field of a field-inclination of 0 at equal dimensional amplitudes.

^^ That’s who a librocubicularist is. It’s not difficult to accept the definition. It contains enough high-sounding gibberish to match the title being described. That’s how we fool ourselves, nodding vigorously in acceptance (to something you have absolutely no clue what it means).

What if I said a librocubicularist is simply someone who reads while lying down. [The definition ends with the fullstop after “down”. Nothing more.] Well, that’s just who a librocubicuatist is. Nothing big, nothing special.

Take home: stop making a big deal out of things not meant to be a big deal. The littlest, easiest-to-do but most-neglected things in life are usually the most important things. The things we run after and place all the emphasis on are usually not as important as we portray them to be.
You’ve heard this a million times. But another dimension to it is this:
Everyone eventually gets to have a full grasp of what his life should have been like – how he should have lived. Many only “grow up” to this reality when little if anything can be done.

Of all the questions to be answered, the most important to fix is: where will I live eternally when I leave planet earth?

John 14 : 6

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Posted by on November 25, 2012 in Uncategorized


Shifts and Transitions

When I first met you, I had no clue you’d be what you are to me right now.

I’d see you walking along, and it would mean absolutely nothing. Sometimes we’d even walk past each other, and a minute later, I couldn’t even remember you walked by.

Each time I saw the face, I could only remember the owner of this face had a lot to do around. Only what exactly he was doing and how he was doing whatever he was doing meant nothing to me.

Neither for special FX, nor pride, nor arrogance, nor rudeness. It was just about..

Minding your own biz.
Having too much of your own stuff to think about.
Letting people be. There are a lot of people in this world. Let each person do their thing.

But one day, I found that my friend was also your friend. Serendipity. I spotted my friend in the distance. I walked up and found you there. Then, my friend introduced us to each other. As he did, I though, “Do we need any introductions? We walk by each other all the time.” But then I just smiled, stretched out my hand. Firm grip. “Nice to meet you.”

Days later, staggering into the cafeteria tired and famished, I looked up in time to catch you smiling at me. I walked over to your table, drew a chair and sat. “Boy, I’m so tired, I need fooood.” At this, you laughed “do you even cook at all?” A lively convo began and soon enough, I wasn’t hungry anymore.

Then I found we had more in common.
He’s a deft keyboardist.
He could put you in a virtual realm talking with you.
He would make you see his words.
You can hear his paintings.
You can smell his music.
You can chew his charm.

..and to think that just days back we would walk past each other without as little as a raised eyebrow and a nod…

A lot of people who right now mean the world to me were once complete strangers – people I never once thought I would ever have anything to do with.

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Posted by on November 20, 2012 in Uncategorized


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The Nigerian Space Program (NSP)

If the Nigerian Government announced the creation of it’s very own space program, with an agenda that includes building a completely made-in-naija space shuttle..
Would that not be the ultimate joke?
It sounds as ridiculous as trying to power a space shuttle with an automobile V-12 engine.

Nigerians keep celebrating and thanking their leaders for delivering to them their own rights – things that are meant to be a matter of basic rights. You hear them jubilating, “our Governor is working” over the supply of the most basic of amenities.
When a governor builds hospitals and schools (if he does), sinks boreholes, etc., he’s merely addressing issues that long should have been fixed. He’ll be merely doing his “public servant” job by equipping the Fire Service, but given the situation of things and the state of our minds, basic amenities = luxury.

If the delivery of the common man’s basic needs are celebrated as if they were anything to jubilate about in the first place,
You see why we can’t be talking about nuclear research nor a space program for the next few millenia.

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Posted by on November 15, 2012 in Uncategorized


a thought about hell..

It’s the kind of topic we would prefer to forget.
Yet it’s the kind of topic we should constantly put before us. Most religious people believe hell actually exists, but choose to put it away from their minds. It’s just convenient.

If, someday, everyone will exit this plane and enter into one of two places in eternity – heaven or hell, isn’t it OK for us to think about this all the time?

I’m not suggesting your mind should be preoccupied with evil. The topic should ring in our consciousness all the time in a way that drives us to make informed decisions about where our final home would be in Foreverland. It should also drive us to spread the word – not in a bid to scare folks – but out of love and compassion.

If you feel God is too merciful to banish the same people he created to an eternity in hell, do not wait to experience it to be convinced.

He gave us the ability to choose. And that is why every human will be responsible for their own eternal lot.

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Posted by on November 10, 2012 in Uncategorized

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