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Most people have told me that they run away from commenting on my posts on the social media because I always hold strong opinions. Some others say I'm always attacking and don't accept other people's opinions. A few have resigned to saying that I write as if I know it all while some say I insult and abuse contrary views.  I see their points and understand their standpoints; they don't know me and what I stand for.  In the world of philosophy and its tool of logic, we deal with meanings. But meanings suffer grievous misconceptions, various definitions and multiple misinterpretations.  Once in our family meeting, I made a statement and an elder stood up and declared it an insult. I warmly apologised to them but that was a loan they had to repay. I informed them that I apologised for their understanding but what they understood was not what I meant. Again, that elder brother sprang up and he said something remarkable which brought out the skills of philosophy in me to the...

It beats good understanding how most Nigerians think. So humans who are mostly believed to be normal are supporting Wike and blaming Fubara for being ungrateful? Ungrateful for what please?  Ungrateful for wanting some space to govern and live as a human? Will Wike be responsible for whatever happens in his (Fubara's) regime as a governor in history? Will any of the people criticizing Fubara ever be happy to live as they tend to be prescribing for the man? Again some others are saying that president Tinubu saved him the first time and I ask how? Tinubu spoiled his matter which was legitimate. The legislators were already out by law and Tinubu saved them in an unlawful manner using the state of emergency.  There wasn't any division in the PDP when the lawmakers defected and by that they legally lost their seats in the legislative house. Fubara would have lawfully ousted them and replaced them with reasonable lawmakers other than puppets and stooges as are now littered in Rivers...

It seems impossible at noon While the sun blazes rays We disbelieve it like it's unreal  We think it cos we knew it  But it actually seems like nothing It definitely will take its turn  It feels most patient and calm  And before you know, it's here It frightens the stranger  It rests the toiled hands It renews the hope for another  It takes sight from the eyes It doesn't matter if you're awake Hello Mr. Night How do you feel?  How do you sleep?  How do you smile?  My wonderings of you  I don't know when it ends.

The 1st 10 million richest people in Nigeria are government workers; public servants, civil servants, elected officials, government appointees, etc. They don't have any industry apart from the government purse. I don't blame them because the system is capable of corrupting even saints.  Our system is fashioned to make every staff of the government irresponsible, mean, wicked, thief, anti-people and inimical to the success of the country.  If you fail to steal from the public vaults while in office or in government, you are tagged foolish, lazy, unreasonable, never-do-well or unfortunate. This is where we find ourselves.  As said earlier, I don't blame most of the beneficiaries because they are also victims of the system.  Another huge problem in trying to highlight this anomaly is the idea of those around you. Many will begin to think you are envious or jealous of the "victims". Sadly, for the reason of this bad and unfortunate system, the social and popular psych...

Pleasant are His course He takes praise in wonders The creator is all knowing He keeps us where He wills It's on purpose and He does so It's a season of renewal A time for reexamination The creator is saying something Let's hear Him, understand Him It's on purpose and just so His purpose is usually for good Be strong and courageous Let not your heart faint Believe in Him even more His mercies endures forever And His grace finds you. Happy birthday to you in a remarkable season. Be assured that I'm with you in strong support and in prayers. Cheers 🎈🎂🥂🎉 From; KEMKA S. IBEJI & FAMILY Mr. Jonathan Walang is my friend. This is a trying time for him and I join him on this day of his birthday. I'm his travials of the moment, I believe that God Almighty knows better and his a reason for this. He will realise God's destiny in his life. And the grace of God is upon him. It's well!

My heart beats love I can touch the feeling  My lips crave for it again  That sweet dab of wet flesh  That chill that runs down me Freezing out my being And my flesh stands tall I'm dying for you please  Let me spit from below  It's the peak of our feeling  Don't let it die, let it live I'm soaked in my own feelings Never getting dry in a lifetime  Set me free please  Set me free from your hold The spirit of love and charm Let the winds drain your grips  Set me free and let me go Oh thou spirit of love  When next you find me Turn yourself into me But let your possession be free So that I'll walk freely  And freely forever! 

Love is a disease  It kills so slowly and on It enfeebles hair to toe Blinds the sharp sighted  Fractures strongest bones Leaves victims at graveyard  Love, a mystical misery It puts the mind in cage  Dwarfs the great giants  Breeds warriors into slaves Spins stupidity from wisdom You may never know love  You may have known love  You may have imagined love  Love is a misery and disease.  The world may see and not know

Love's a charm and spell Cast on one's self by self Defeats warriors at ease  Its flames rage in and out Burning snares and huddles  Love's dumb and unthinking  It gives all and never minds It makes slaves of respect  It sees nothing, hears nothing  Love gazes at the good It never sees the wrongs quickly  It keeps no offence and none But it's sharper than two edged swords When love dies it wakes evils It sees all hitherto unseen  It's detailed without a miss It goes and never returns  Dead love vinishes as smoke Love's actually not immortal  It truly can die and forever  Dead love doesn't resurrect It doesn't ever reincarnate When love dies, it dies forever

I don't know why it's difficult for everyone to understand or realise that there is definitely a grand plan going on and which the governments, past and present, are clearly part of. When I say that I dislike former President Goodluck Jonathan, it is not personal. I dislike his lifestyle as a leader. I don't have anything to do with his personal life. My concern is where it affects me as an individual and fellow citizens or humans occupying the space called Nigeria. This is because he was our president who, by law, was holding my will in administration. So I have the right of expressions on and about him especially as it affects me and the society. When you fail to carry out your responsibility the way it ought to be carried out and you continue in your failures, yet holding fast without resigning, it all makes you clearly irresponsible. My dislike for GEJ is that he was clearly irresponsible and unworthy. This is a man who by all standards was blessed by God Almighty wh...

They're just the same  They're not our wish They're given to you  They're indescribable  We wake to them Whatever our wish  They just happen Our huge purse  Our fruitless push  They're predestined  Our choice to act Our will not to dare  Our freedom to say Our resolve to silence  They aren't ours at all  Whatever will happen  Whatever won't be  Whatever played out We're made to be so Our will is unfree Our choice is bestowed  Our options are given When are we out of it?  The pains of fate strain  Our wishes will be ours When shall we escape?  That day to flee fate

A few weeks ago Nigerians heard and read of an aborted military takeover in Nigeria. Without verification, the people were already venting their minds. For a few people, it was a good one and for others, it is a bad omen. Many began to imagine what will happen to the gained grounds over the years and how Nigeria will skid back into the military government with its hassles and more. Many theories have been advanced while it's believed that it was totally a Northern officers affair which had no Southern officers' involvement. Many have also said that it is so because the economy bites them more dangerously than the rest of Nigeria especially as their trade had remained politics. Others have argued that it has been the pattern of the North always trying to botch the tenure of every Southern president of Nigeria. For these folks, the North has become impatient as they thought that President Bola Ahmed Tinubu would have died just like late President Umar Musa Yar'adua as he wa...

I had always believed that Asiwaju Bola Ahmed Tinubu will make a serious mistake as the president of Nigeria. He and almost 90% of Yoruba people are not versed about Nigerian politics but a lot of people will argue about this. The Yoruba has a developed environment and it's normal that such people don't easily go out. This is not their fault but it's a reality.  Most of them do their primary, secondary and tertiary education within the Yoruba states and never travel out of Yoruba land. Those who are lucky to have experience beyond the Yoruba land within Nigeria are those who undertake the NYSC Scheme outside Southwest. This also usually happens to them when they fail to get posted to their states.  Others who go out of Yoruba land are those who go to London or a few other countries and if you have been close to the Yoruba people, just like some of us who are "Lagos boys", you can predict them.  Just as they're trooping into Abuja now and are busy doing real es...

As the government of the APC led by President Bola Ahmed Tinubu gears up for the new tax law which is presumed to be effective from January 2026, it has become very important that we all look inwards to find out how best to ensure that all citizens are in support of the government, at least, to chart the course of our national prosperity. As we read and hear from the government circles, the government means well for the country and is working hard to ensure that everything gets better for all the citizens in the nearest future. This is why measures are put in place to make sure that sacrifices are made now for tomorrow to be better for all of us including the generations ahead. This is commendable and should be supported by all. It, however, is paramount to establish guides that will help all aspects of the society work together to make sure that the good intentions of the government is supported, sustained and brought to life. For this reason, the following shall be put on the table f...

Thunders clap, the floods flow, the winds sing but our politicians deceive. This is neither a verse nor a chorus in a music composition but prelude to a chapter in the story of Nigeria in our time. The Minister of Works of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, Engr. David Nweze Umahi has declared that the first phase of the super coastal highway is 47.4km at the cost of 1.067 Trillion Naira. He went further to assert that when calculated, it amounts to approximately ₦11 Billion per kilometre. In his elaboration, he claimed that this cost is for such an extranormal road construction project of 6 lanes as against the normal 4 lanes elsewhere. And besides the nature of this, the rightful calculation should be the ₦11 Billion divided by 3 (three) and multiplied by 2 (two) which according to him brings the cost per kilometre to ₦7 Billion. The craft of deceit in his (the minister's) entire existence may have wrapped him up in such an incredible idea which suggests to him that he can actuall...

Howbeit!  We're lonely in the crowd No mistakes  That's being a man or so We cry in silence  Our burdens aren't open None believes us though Being a man, nevertheless  Our failures are borne Burnt into our fabrics By ourselves, none else Don't shout, don't grieve  It's the way of man Everyone is our problem  We're a problem to none We live for all, none for us We do this forever  Till we kiss the dust This is a man Oh solitude!  Our friend all seasons Whence will you die That we gain freedom  The separation from you  Manhood wedded solitude But never to divorce

Wonders, grief, shock, cries  Fears, carefreeness, dangers Hate, dislikes, bitterness, strife  Envy, distrust, lies, inordinate wants Injustice, betrayal, theft, murder  Our world is in disarray  No one wants to do it right  Everybody thinks negatively  Our values are on holidays  Or they're dead, burnt and buried  Parents' upbringing is questionable  Children's characters are damaged  The good's bad and the bad's good  The good's evil and the evil's good  We've lost count of the good  We may never know it if we see it The good is far gone from here  No one holds them fast anymore  Truth, honesty, fairness, respect  Honour, faithfulness, trust Sacrifice, discipline, courage  Sincerity, justice, perseverance  Love, integrity, values  Here's a lament for the good  It's dead today in our land  The world should be mourning  The death of values is a danger Danger to all beings and hu...

Can a machine have mind?  Can a piece of inorganic be? Can any other matter reason?  Can still beings be intelligent? This science, this art  Set out to invent humans No more mankind but man The die is tossed, still world  Mankind has a competitor  Not with the living beings  But with machines thinking  Procuring lsrge information  Processing them even faster Inferring new knowledge  Heeding the laws of thought  Nesting the rules of patterns  Here we are!  We're out to creat persons They'll think, reason and infer Yesterday is far gone Today is already too late Tomorrow is here with us Tomorrow is artificial intelligence What's next than bizarre? 

Chiaso earned his pay today Sickly thin and frail pay it is It's a round of 30 days work His bank behind smiled Yes! His back pocket ate He's right on the bus homeward  Oh poor Chaiso! Sat beside him is Ole Ole takes what's not his He did what he does  Chiaso is his latest victim  Chiaso is now empty Emptied by Ole as Ole  Service pay time called The ferryman beckoned  It was for Chiaso to pay He ran to his bank behind  Chiaso touched emptiness Bewildered, his joy vanished  Ye man! Neighbours chorused  He was scorned visibly  Poor Chiaso is lost His innocence and sin mixed  He's apparently blue faced  Angel Ole quickly helped  Ole paid off Chiaso's debt Neither pity nor for charity Ole bought fame to bury suspicion Ole was drenched in praises  Prayers for more of his kind echoed  Ole's victim joined, worshipping him Like Ole like these folks Folks that masses follow They lead them very Olely  Oles of Niger Area L...

Let's not take in one bullet  Let's fight safe and stay alive  Only then is our victory real We look up the sky to know  To know what's far away there  We lose sight of here and fall Our eyes saw the reality  But our bodies are in the pits  The essence of that perception? On our hunt for wealth We hurt our hearts, minds We stay away from our bodies  We abandon ourselves to ills  When the wealth's in grips  We're eaten by sicknesses  But here's wealth and more But the body, soul are gone  Get me my victory  Don't let it get bad Get me sound victory  Please don't poison it Let not our prize be funeral  Give me that victory  Victory without poison.

It feels good, nevertheless  Its difference with stealing? Not much really but striking  You steal what you don't have  More of the character of stealing  Let the exceptions live in their world  The infidel steals what it has  Even what they've abundantly  But the after taste is unforgeting  It exposes the vanity of everything  Why did I do this? But the regrets are so temporary  The power of repeat is so high  It purges the conscience of mores  This goes on till the mind dies  What's good in the act that kills the mind Won't we rather have our minds? I've kept this question like forever  But the answer has played absence  The infidel lives in a world  A world infested by their kind The kind bereft of mind Minds dead from repeats Repeated purgation of regrets  Repeated acts that bury regrets  Consciences deprived of morals The graveyards of minds Minds murdered by immorality  Immorality fed by...