October 1, 1960.. 

57 years, 

57 years of “independence”, 

57 years of stagnation, 

57 years of retrogression, 

57 years of corruption and poverty, 

57 years of pain and sadness, 

57 years of backwardness, 

57 years not a single youth president, 

57 years of no electricity, 

Here’s to 57 more years..  



“Fake Woke”

People want to be woke..

People aspire to be deep..

others wallow in ignorance.. There is a thin line between being “woke” (aware of the situations in your surrounding others take for granted) and being fake woke. Some are truly woke causing others to want to be woke but actually ending up being “fake woke” or ignorant.

To be woke is not a forced thing but rather more like an epiphany. Accessing your subconscious and paying attention to things you might have subconsciously overlooked; a deeper connection with ones self if self and subconscious are one. The truly woke ones are woke effortlessly and can easily be recognized by others unlike the “fake woke” who try to take common knowledge and add to it what isn’t there.

Dont force “woke”, let it happen. Some people are meant to be woke, and others are just meant to be woken.


Know Yourself 

About to hit adulthood and the future is looking foggy; he has no idea how it’s going to turn out. Before he begins to worry about the future, he has to conquer his present puzzle; piece together himself to find out who he is. Before he can become that person, he has to discover first, who that person it.

Once you know yourself.. the world is your oyster, the world is yours.


It all begins with one thing.. an idea

The mind is a very powerful place.. a very flexible object.

An object that can be used to do a lot of good and equally cause great destruction.

Before anything is manifested in the world, it first germinates like a seed in the mind. What is this seed? An idea; a concept.. a mental impression

Once the idea has been planted, it is left to the bearer what becomes of such thought, they determine what grows from that seed. It could germinate to become a beautiful rose or.. you get the idea.

It sits there in the mind like a battery pack, fueling the following thoughts that come after. The idea becomes the foundation for more ideas, it becomes the pathway to more success or a free fall to abject failure.

Be careful of the ideas you entertain in your mind..

they could break you or better still, make you.



My walls.. 

Shattered. Empty and lost/lust is how I feel. For the longest time I had a solid wall around my heart.

Nothing, no one could penetrate.. Until recently

Feelings and emotions I kept out are suddenly breaking through.. Crack by crack, one after the other, it’s all tumbling down. I find myself in a dilemma,   Mixed emotions and shit. All meeting at this crossroads and its conflicting.

I never felt like this before. It’s a new experience, a different field. I’m starting to “feel” and I don’t know how I feel about that.

It’s deeper than deep, darker and lonelier than a dead person suddenly awakening in his cuffin. I’m screaming out for help but it falls on deaf ears.

I need to let it all out then build again. I need to pull it all down and pull it back up, but this time not alone.

Merry dark Christmas


The Chosen One’s

a fellow Thinker called me by this.. then it got me to thinking..

Every society has a “Chosen One”. For this context they are the one who have everything going for them; Financially(rich kids), Academically, Socially etc. 

They’re the “Elite” of the rest. It’s basically a Social Class of its own; socially speaking and not sociologically.

They basically have a “Perfect” life. Everyone who likes these them LOVES them and those that hate, hate intensely. 

They are natural hate-attractors, without even doing too much, they are the most hated in society and they have no control over it. They always need to watch their back cos they’re not just anybody. Not a lot of people are happy about this Social Class and so they have to be careful about the kind of people they fuxx with. The ones they call friends are the real danger to look out for. Because of this, they often keep the friend circle small and keep the trust circle even smaller. 

 Won’t give you the full gist.. If you want to know, earn the lifestyle.. earn being a “Chosen One”.

PS: It is not for everyone. 

 –Dark Thinker 

Do Sinners Pray?

Does God listen when I pray? does he hear my heart when ℓ̊  whisper to him? When ℓ̊  whisper in my moments of sadness, happiness, joy, anger; in confused time about life and what to do and how to handle situations, does he whisper back to me but ℓ̊  don’t hear him? am ℓ̊  not listening? Is one soo caught up in the life of sin and worries and fears that he might have completely turned his back? ℓ̊ know He loves me; sinner or not, if ℓ̊ love him or not, his love is everlasting, but when one is knee deep in this life and it seems like you cant get out of it; when you’re loving it, a Godless life, a material life and  end up fed up and lost.. do sinners pray?

Dark Thinker