‘Cos You’re Happy
Cos You’re Happy
There is a science of joy
and it is simple:
when the sun shines on ice
it melts, right?
Cos You’re Happy
There is a science of joy
and it is simple:
when the sun shines on ice
it melts, right?
In a nation of thieves
the innocent
is a criminal.
Ha ha ha ha.
Don’t quote me o!
Words matter.
Choose them carefully today.
Don’t use words to hurt others,
however good it might feel to hurt them.
Use your words to empower others.
Use your words like building blocks.
Words are worthy and useful only when you use them
to build a better world.
In the face of challenges
Do not panic.
Never panic when the situation is dire.
However bad your circumstances are
Do not panic.
Things will get better
But only when you don’t panic.
Title: Gift of Love
Medium: Bodypainting, photography.
Date: 2019
Well, since Facebook won’t let me show you anything that a baby can’t see, I will show you glimpses of the fun we artists have with the human figure.
HOT NEWS: Time to go get Gbékúdè
My friend sent me this note:
“I got back safely, however, I got back in pieces, as parts of me did not come back.
I took a taxi to a park in Abuja [Nigeria] and along the way was robbed of my Laptop, phone, power bank and earpiece.
Our generation is the “love” generation.
How?
We choose people to “fall in love” with and may even marry them.
The children of those born this year
will not endure the pangs of love and romance.
Two generations ago, families organized marriages for people.
It was not about love.
Does anyone know where to get aásà? My grandma, her soul is resting in peace, She…
Say My Name
My middle name is Benjamin.
Says a lot about me, right,
since I’m not from the Middle East.
I wasn’t born Benjamin.
It is not It’s not what we do that countsIt is what we don’t do It’s not what we eat that counts It’s what we don’t eat It’s not what we have that matters It’s what we don’t have
Moyo: When I was 6 years old, I started attending the free primary school that the Western Nigerian government offered.
My teachers were supposed to teach me simple facts: how did additions and subtractions work? What happens when you mix oxygen and carbon dioxide? How do you speak English without committing grammatical blunders? And so on, and so forth.
A new word will enter the streets of Nigeria.
It is PLUTOPHOBIA: the fear of the rich.
It won’t mean, as it often does, the fear of getting rich.
It will mean the fear and loathing for those who are getting rich, while the majority of Nigerians see themselves as getting poorer by the minute.