Aug 31, 2010
Aug 30, 2010
I had one of those episodes last nite.
It began with Adam and Eve (isnt that where everything else began too?). I was just thinking what kind of fruit they must have eaten that gives the 'knowledge of good and evil'. Unless something has significantly changed..we know that kind of knowledge doesnt grow on trees..at least not the trees we've come to know. So, like many other intelligent mumurities around me..we are unanimous that this 'fruit' was nothing more than 'koboko'. Now evidence: Mr. and Mrs. Adams dint have no kids until after they ate this 'fruit'. Suddenly, once they ate it..here comes Cain wt Abel carrying his coat lapel. Evidence number 2: said fruit first savorer was Eve (prolly led on by serpent to rub her muff) then she GAVE to adam. If said fruit was on the tree...what stops Adam from plucking it himself. Why wuld it require Eve to GIVE it to him?? Then...why in heavens name will a fruit make a grown man realise he is NAKED?? Dont tell me nothing abt magical fruit, cos God made a wholly physical world. This aint no fairy tales...fruits dont make u suddenly know GOOD and EVIL. In our own times..what is the parallel experience of realising ur NAKEDNESS (and hence stop sharing a bath with ur younger bro/sis) and the sudden sense of I know GOOD and BAD hence im no longer a child. When does a man's eye OPEN like Adam's did. Yea, u guessed it..puberty. When ur sex urge kicks in. So in every way...it points to sex. ADAM and Eve knacked...and their eyes were OPENED, and they were like GOD (in our case, we would say we are like our PARENTS) knowing GOOD (abstinence, which never works) and EVIL(sexual xperience, which is always sweeter.) Thats why they say 75% of human psychology is tied to the sex urge.
The only hole in this theory is the 'tree of life' that would have made us immortal if God dint lock us out of it. If the 'fruit' in Genesis is biological, then the 'tree of life' has to be of the same kind, cos we agree they are the same kind of tree. So what is the equivalent of a biological capability that we have, that we cannot access or make use of, that would have kept us from dying. Now in my theory..I say it is something close to our mind. Why did I say so? Hypnotic experiences show that no one dies until they are first convinced of it in their mind. Body operations have been known to be sustained beyond normal expected ability and when a person shouldnt b living just bcos they refused to be convinced to let go. And it is said that we use only 10%percent of what our minds are capable of, no matter how much we try. So if this is the case, imagine the 90% we're not allowed to access. People move stuff with their minds as of now, so they could prolly move mountains. People hold death off for seconds, minutes, hours or days more after they should be dead, so maybe with that 90% they could do it for thousands of years. People read minds or see visions, maybe with the 90% they would v been omniscient. If we had use of the 90% then who knows we may have been like God. So maybe that is what the tree of life we were locked out of was there for. Mayb its what the serpent was telling Adam when he said, u can be like God.
But even if its not, at least Ive shared with all of u the thoughts my mind was making while in between that mentally productive state between being awake and falling asleep. Now, I wanna hear what yall think??
Aug 27, 2010
...one of those days. You know them, those days that nothing ever gets done. A warm blanket of lethargy just DESCENDS on u from d moment u wake up and u begin to reap the 'blessings' of laziness
Aug 20, 2010
So Im back in school but the last thing on my mind is books. Instead, am all excited about the new EPL season and the excitement of a new soccer fest. As a diehard Arsenal fan, I like to think that we're in contention for the title this season, and as far as the unpredictable factors in soccer go, we just might be. I mean, watch Chamakh, or Fab, or Van P and tell me that nowhere in ur heart do u find the potential of lifting the cup in those boys (okay, there I go again with it). In al honesty, as someone who blivs in rational conclusions...Arsenal prolly wont win it. We just might see a returning Man U or a marauding Chelsea lift the trophy again this season. Still, Gunners all the way! Its amazing the kind of soccer these boys play cos if it was any other team, the title drought would have driven me away. But I watch them, and watch other teams, and I cant help but stay an Arsenal fan. Gunners 4 Life!!
But come on tho, the main gist is whassup with Thierry Henry's MLS move?! I saw posters of him in NY, making him out kinda like they did Lebby J when NY Knicks wanted him: like hes some kind of savior of the sport and shit. Im a Henry fan, courtesy of Arsenal,and I gotta give him his props, he got some awesome talent. But Henry now is not Henry of EPL and he prolly wont set evrywhere ablze like he used to. I cant get over the feeling that MLS is becoming like an overpaid retirement destination for European players. Beckham took them for a joy ride and dint even play with convinction. Angel was better, cos at least he was banging in goals evry now and then. Now, Henry.
I wish he delivers, for his own reputations sake. But sometimes it seems MLS makes these European players lazy. Like, they know they're there just to make the league look good. I hear Lampard wants to transfer to MLS at some point, and Ronaldinho is curious. Anyhow sha, if they think the leauge is so easy cos they're super stars, they may be in trouble. MLS has a lot of yung players, so these old birds better keep up. Still, I appreciate Igwe in NY, no matter what. I will go see at least one game of theirs. Ive been dreaming of going to Europe to watch real soccer stars, but maybe, the soccer stars want to come to me. Who am I to refuse??
NB: as it is im sitting in my Computer Technology class. I hope this Indian man with his muddled accent doesnt catch me blogging in class. Im outta here. Peace
Aug 14, 2010
So today, before i leave, i talk a walk around my neighborhood to soak in the hustle n bustle that i kno i'll miss. Then i walk to madison square park a stone throw away. I spend over an hour watching friends, lovers n family have fun. I hang out with a group of hippie white kids with dyed hair n ripped jeans. They love my accent n my goth bracelet. I love their cynical humour n pretentious rebellion. I kno its just a phase. They do too, even tho they try so hard not to.
As i leave the park to head towards broadway, i see this kid trying to feed this lil squirell. The little furry was so cute, and it stood on two legs n stretched its neck to reach the food. It reminded me of alvin from alvin n the chipmunks. Sadly, it ran away beforei culd take a picture. Now, im heading towards the subway. I want to go to GROUND ZERO. I'll put up a post about it when i get back, theres no internet underground.
Peace out fellas. I will miss this city
I remember back home in Nigeria, there used to be mangoes at every market, every street corner, and with evrey fruit vendor ready to be bought for almost nothing. And I never touched them. They looked dirty, and had this smell that I just wasnt digging.
Aug 12, 2010
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Anyhow, I feel kinda crappy right now. Im in the middle of the best part of this whole summer and somoene had to mess it up by giving me a hefty dose of 'screw over'. Like, if i had a punany now, it would be so sore. And it doesnt make it better that the person happens to be someone close..
I mean, it sucks enough that you can hardly trust anyone right? Now, doesnt it even suck harder that you cant even be rest assured that someone got ur back when there is something that needs ur attention when ur not there. Like, this one aint trust..its , its more like..like courtesy or simplehumanity, like, ur the closest person to me, i need to do shit, but im not there..and this shit has to be done. Like, trust or not, even a relatively distant acquaintance would go ahead and do it. Not so? Okay, prolly not, but at least theywould alert me to the shit going down in my absence and then leave the rest for me to work out. But anyone who is a personal friend almost does it automatically. So why? Wai wood a bonafyd sombori just let my shit hit the fan like that?
Well, that ones done for. Ive initiated damage control, but someone please wish me luck. Im fortunate to have some people that still answer when I call, if not what would I have done. to borrow my friends manner of expression #natogocommitsuicidebedat. Thank God for His many blessings.
Anyhow shaa...other things happened today. I had a phone conversation that has entirely changed the dynamics of my relationship with my family. Due to the fact Im the youngest, Ive been the "givee" for far too long, with others being the 'giver'. well they told me to buckle up cos the flow has ended, so money will only flow into my pocket from two ways.and 2 ways only...my income, and my dad. So all those little rivulets of kwik cash..bam! gone. Im going to miss that.
I know whats coming next. The next stage is when responsibility kicks in and new rivulets appear, only with cash flowing the other way. I used to think it would never happen cos i was the yungest, but meyn. i realise that was wishful thinking. So even tho no ones said anything like that yet..i know they're thinking it. and when they do say it, I'll be prepped.
Well, people...dont mind my title. shit aint hit the fan yet. cos i know if it did, it would be damned stinky in here. and at the moment..all i smell is roses. thats y i know i'll b fine. peace on yall.
Aug 4, 2010
I reflect on how much fun I had today. Rockefeller Center, the Mall, visiting friends all over the city. I met up with Jaz (a babe i met on New Year eve) and we finally went for a drink. At starbux, lol, during her break time. And then in the evening, we went to the movies. I finally saw Inception, and I must say, that is one awesome movie!!
Jaz and I finally buried evrything so as we left the theater, she hugged me and entered the taxi. As she sped off, I knew that was prolly that last time we would see each other. "We'll keep in touch", she'd said, but i had deleted her number before I got to the intersection and descended the stairs to the subway. Let bygones be bygones.
I think about the dude i saw lying on the sidewalk on a makeshift bed made from flattened out cartons. His eyes were closed, and he had a blanket draped across his torso. His sleep was deep, carefree and peaceful. Beside him was a cup with coins in it, and a plaque that read "Homeless and Broke. Donations Please". I wondered if he would look so peaceful when he was awake. I put one dollar in the coin. Its the first time I'll give to the homeless since I came to the US.
Right now, Im looking at the stuff I bot at the mall. The jeans are typically tight, not leg hugging tight, but enough to make the boys down south sneer. I bought two, to get more later. I got an Omega chain wristwatch and an adidas water resistant one, for swimming. They were pretty expensive. As I look at them, the words "Homeless and Broke." swim across my eyes. I refuse to feel guilty.
I reflect on the facebook chat I had with a revolutionary African American school mate of mine. He is waking up to some things and wants my mentorship. I feel kinda honored that he thinks im worth being listened to, but i try to let him knw Im not all that. He still believes Im good enuf, so i thank him and promised to try to live up to expectations.
Finally, I think about Bradley Manning. In case you dont knw about him, hes a US Army private that is accused of supplying WikiLeaks with classified military documents showing that US committed war crimes. Now, he is facing 52 years in prison. An organisation has sprung up to raise money and mobilise people for his defense. Their rally cry is :Exposing war crimes is not a crime. I sympathise with him, and commend his courage. Thats why Im putting the link to the site here, just in case u feel like contributing to his cause.
Well, thats it folks. Ive unburdened my mind. Im going to bed now. Sleep well, and have a wonderful tomorrow. Shalom
Aug 3, 2010
Anyway, I was impressed with how articulate, how intelligent and how powerful the youngsters were as they expressed their views and opinions on the current state of events in Africa. And Obama in his usual charisma, didnt fail to praise their efforts. "You are the heirs of the year of Africa, 196o..the successors of the vision of nationalists who made it possible for you to be born in free nations. As they inspired you, so will you provide inspiration to the next generation."
Obama considers himself and people his age as too old to be the ones powering African continent. He believes that he needs to reach even younger people. Talk about vision. Our own leaders want to stay in power even till they are ninety. They consider a fifty year old too inexperienced and young to lead a country. They wont hear Obama when he says "I, and people in my generation are too old to be the powerhouses." They wont learn to trust the winds of progress. Why should they when it will render them irrelevant.
And when one person raised the question of the brain drain, I loved Obama's answer. "Its about what you choose. It may be more risky to go home, because you dont have well defined chances of success and things may go both ways, but you're probably going to make more impact. And you have more chances for growth. Staying in a foreign land is the 'safe' way to go, but going back home may be a more fruitful thing." That made me raise more questions about myself. Do I want to make impact, or play it safe? Am I brave enough to face the uncertainties of going back home, or will I take the cowards way out? I kno yall think bcos I put it that way it makes the choice easier. It doesnt. Only time will tell. Only time...
I especially loved the question asked by a girl from somalia : "How much support do we expect from the world out there? And I mean not just financial aid, cos that is so easy to do, but humane, back up support, a voice that can hear when we call, a hand ready to help when we need it?"
I couldnt get Obama's answer cos the woman cleaning my apartment suddenly carried her vaccuum cleaner over to where i sat so i couldnt hear nothing again. not even with my lil ipod earphone. See frustration! And at the exact time Obama finished answerin the question, she put the thing off. Ah Ah! And by that time, the forum was ended.
On a lighter note, did anyone see the awesomeness of the clothing worn by all the delegates, male and female. One that especially caught my eye was the purple gown worn by one beautiful girl from Mali. Then when she spoke, omg, her french, her voice, Ah! iM IN LOVE!! er, sorry, i digress.
In my own opinion, the forum was a success. I dont entirely trust the US' intentions. Exactly what kind of partnership can exist between a weaker and a stronger power except a parasitic one? But at least it gives the young people of Africa much needed exposure, motivation, and inspiration to work harder and follow their dreams. Let the old folk watch out. A revolution is boiling.
May we all live to see the day when young men and women in Nigeria and Africa will hold the reins of economic and politcal development . And on that day, may I see you there. Peace out
Aug 2, 2010
This is how Im wandering