In Gambia now
In Gambia now.
This is what I saw.
What do you see?
Sabbatical leave
I’m on sabbatical leave this spring semester.
Forward to my origin
I will go for the next year
to learn Ifa computation,
in which my ancestors
have hidden the secrets of life
knowing that one day my eyes would open
and see the truth hidden in plain sight.
Law of diminishing returns
Law of diminishing returns
1925-2018
He almost made it into 2019. I wonder what stopped him.
The last of the soft kleptomaniacs and kleptocrats?
In his days, politicians stole in hundreds of thousands of naira. Or a few couples of million naira.
They were soft kleptomaniacs and kleptocrats.
Now we have hardcore kleptomaniacs and kleptocrats.
Irú Pepper Soup (a Christmas delicacy?)
Irú Pepper Soup (a Christmas delicacy?)
It warms me up in this bitter cold.
And the guy at the African store, in his singsong Nigerian accent just like mine, assured me that it is good for my eyes. “You may not need that ya glasses again.”
Excavate.
Excavate.
Writing at the coffee shop.
Writing at the coffee shop.
Don’t wait for euphoria before you write, paint, play.
Euphoria lives only in your heart
Your heart gets broken and hurts
But it can handle it
At the coffee shop.
At the coffee shop.
Guys checking out my friend, like “What’s that?”
We are the people of the 22nd century.
Àkòdì Òrìṣà at sunset, Ile Ife, Nigeria.
Àkòdì Òrìṣà at sunset, Ile Ife, Nigeria.
This is the location of the Àkòdì Òrìṣà, the home of the ancestral orisa in Yoruba country.
The curator of the Àkòdì Òrìṣà sent me this picture to inform me of the treat that awaits me when I return to Ile Ife. I’ll be there soon. Soon.
Homesick.
I will close my eyes and transport myself back home, among my friends, drinking palm wine laced with stout, or whatever. Khaki. Or whatsoever friends gift our ancestors.
Àjò ò dùn bí ilé.
It is Thanksgiving week in the United States when people are giving thanks to their ancestors.
Our ancestral heritage.
It was very cold last Saturday when we celebrated our annual Egungun Festival. But the òtútù did not deter us from celebrating our ancestral heritage.
Next year we will still be here to celebrate again.
A cold saturday
It was very cold last Saturday when we celebrated our annual Egungun Festival. But the òtútù did not deter us from celebrating our ancestral heritage.
Next year we will still be here to celebrate again.