Happy 1st

happy first

No one lives forever. Imminently our life essence escapes like a fleeting wisp of air with no warning, or justification.My beloved Aunty Stella was too beautiful for this world. We had our own Christmas tradition On 26th December I would call and wish her a happy birthday, she’d ask me about school (she passed away […]

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Blindsight

Some would argue that the eyes are the soul’s camera. many claim, “seeing is believing’. But is it really? It often happens that the things we crave the most  prevents us from attaining any substantial truth about life Of course books are stimulating but experiences bridge the  gateway of knowledge, and wisdom is wholesome where experience […]

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Oracle

  Oracle   Perhaps it’s is glaringly obvious that I’m a tad fascinated with the occult.This time I decided to focus on  communities like the illuminati in an aboriginal perspective with a short story of an oracle.  This takes place in the Urban tribe of Asaba in Nigeria. Share your lovely thoughts, how do you […]

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Ready to let it go

Yesterday was a considerably long day because I made a phone call. This phone call was one which is particularly important to me. It was my brother’s birthday, and I needed to confront parts of myself that is connected to him. If you haven’t already, please visit my post titled; Young. If you gave that […]

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Strangers on A bridge

After the rain, the town bell chimed on that cold morning Susie stumbled across the street in a drunken daze. Last night was just one in several that she had collapsed at the tavern. An ambiguous fog loomed in the street Her heels clicked on grubby cobblestone There were  no body in them No  birds […]

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Humanoids

Vulnerable beings in a human world. As many as the shades of the sky, we revel to the atonement of abysmal asunder. Complex as the hand of Midas, but who decides how to count seconds, and who yelled; Oh look! it’s sand. We braze in the knowledge passed on by people about what we think […]

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Metamorphosis

A blank slate.  I’ve hit a wall and I’m intently searching the recesses of my mind for anything worth writing, a scribble even. Really, it’s not that I’ve hit a wall. Quite the opposite actually, I am a dreamer, I hope my visions will never cease, but the block is irrefutable. Communication being a tool […]

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The Preacher’s Daughter

Matilda sat on the first row. Clasped hands to her midriff, the holy book at her heel, listening to congregate voices, bellowing a tone she’d known since was born with all their energy, they sounded like an approaching thunderstorm.  The man she called father sat on a pulpit, glaring earnestly at the crowd who sat with their […]

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The Girl Behind Alexander

Life is a journey and twenty-four years today, I started mine. Coincidentally, Memoirs of Alexander began one year ago, today. What are the odds, right?   Lol. I stun, I’m a stunner. But seriously, being twenty-three came with such unexpected growth and awareness, both personally and in social settings. I was and perhaps am still the […]

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Stella

In time, we will be nothing but a speck of dust, Buried in the ground, for others to tread upon Leaving a footprint that’ll haunt the living The beauty of life is that print we leave. Father, Transform her from dust to dove. Release her into the wind. She’ll soar gracefully, through the valley of […]

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