RETURN TO YOUR ROOTS!!!

Every Tuesday by 6pm is a very intense time for most Landmark University undergraduates. It is an hour where the fittest amongst over 1000 students struggle violently with the forces of slow network, bad location and worse of all, logging into one site just to successfully book a seat for the upcoming first service on Sundays.

Daily Checkers

Every now and then I willingly find a moment of unwavering passion flush through me. That passion signals me to work. It gets me excited, eager to create. But as life would have it, I procrastinate the ideas that come up and later get ‘stuck’, not knowing how to bring them back or create anymore.

I concluded that the only way I can continue to be productive and grow in my areas of endeavors is if I intentionally place myself in that position of growth and intentional progress.

LIMITED OR A LIABILITY?

Personally, I have limited myself in a lot of ways. I had a list of limitations. A long list of things I hadn’t achieved because I was ‘limited’. For example, my excuse for not being consistent on my blog or not having my dream YouTube channel is that I don’t own a laptop and proper types of equipment. And so, even when I see potential in my skill and myself, I result in being a limited liability.

Get it?

Unspoken Thoughts

Unspoken Thoughts

Most of the time, I tend to relate to the things of hate, anger, brokenness, and the likes. It’s like I’m in most of those situations in my life than any other kind. I’m always struggling with something, thinking badly about something, how I’m not good enough or how I CANT do anything properly. My mind is clouded with so many impossibilities.

GUEST POST: 2019 GENERAL ELECTION; A CONTEST OF MORALITY (Between Perfidy and Integrity)

Like a circle in water that never ceases to expand, the Nigerian political peerage never ceases to beguile the gullible portion of Nigerian electorates with things such as integrity, transparency, accountability, youth and women empowerment et cetera, the very virtues that we see being thrown out through the window in the day to day affairs of politics being run by the same men who flaunt them as virtues whenever is time for the election, but what seems to amaze me is the euphoria and eulogy that these men are greeted with each time there stage up their campaign of calumny, Nigerians seem to suffer from collective amnesia which affords this perfidious leader the opportunity to manipulate their will, another year has come again like the legendary musician 2face said in his song so there want our trust once more.

The Gratitude Attitude

The world has defined a ‘perfect’ rule of thumb for us. That word (perfect) has been inscribed on the surface of our hearts and minds, so much that if we don’t match up to it, we are termed as not ‘good enough and are pushed to see ourselves as failures. This ideology has minimized the extent to which we give thanks unto God, man, and even to ourselves.

Mis – Understand Me!

Mis-Understand Me

Being misunderstood is one thing I dislike so much. It makes me feel so down and to the ground. Being in a position where your thoughts or words are translated into something else and used against you. Standing where your motives and actions are mis-read and hence, your desired result ends up being a wound to someone else. 

The truth; No one likes to be misunderstood. 

Several weeks ago, during a lecture, I stepped into the class 2 minutes after the lecturer had gone in. He had finished his introduction and was just beginning his lecture so I was fortunate enough not to be chased out of the class.

Why We Should Spend More Time Thinking Than Rushing.

It is easy to change your ways right after a revelation or truth is exposed to you. Then the question is, why then do we still have bad people all around us when all we hear as we put on our radios every morning is ‘change?’

We attend churches every week but find ourselves repeating the same sin we just prayed for mercy over. We attend seminars, sit at conferences but are still stuck in the same place year after year. 

WHITE THURSDAY

WHITE THURSDAY

Walking out on a cold Thursday morning, actually running out to a lecture I had to get to in less than 10 minutes. Checking my watch for the time on one hand and adjusting my books, on the other hand, I made a pact and was determined to get to my lecture hall in 7 minutes. It seemed almost impossible to accomplish as the average walk to the lecture hall was 15 minutes but Oghale had determination and was going to break a record. YAY. 

It’s More Than Chocolates.

Severally you told me you loved me

I listened to your lustful cries and interpreted them as ‘true love’

Huh

What is true love?

I was blinded by the pleasures of the time