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"If we have to fight, it should be fighting to end fighting!"

I met a girl who asked me how I was doing today. I smiled and looked at her, I told her she didn’t want to know. She smiled and said that she really wanted to know.

First of all, I told her how October has shown me that actually September was not that bad, it was just an awakening. But this month is THE chapter of the devil’s revelations. I told her that I fear that He is in the air, in the same air that I breathe, dressed in the purest form that I began to understand why humans can’t help but get tempted from time to time. He is in front of me, down on His knees painting me a portrait of his sad life story and begging me to let Him fuck me up.

The girl was stunned thinking that my words were a curse to a month that we have not reached half of, I laughed and told her to think deeply before she misses umoya walomuzwa (the plot of this emotion). I asked her why did she think the devil was on his knees? I mean, He is Powerful, we are told. But He has to get my permission first to allow him access to fuck me up. I could see that she was finally getting the plot, she attempted to answer but stopped and said she didn’t know. It’s whether she didn’t want to confront the consequences of knowing, or she is about to. My biggest hope is that no matter what, she can see that the journey through what it means to be human is truly epic.

It is when we try to become like others or compete with others that we lose ourselves.

You have been planted to be YOU UNAPOLOGETICALLY

I am tired!

I am tired of holding,

I am tired of shrinking,

I am tired of conforming,

I want to free these chains, I want run, I want to fly!

Life is an experience of the universe experimenting with the interactions of our bodies, souls, and minds.

Everything is coded and coordinated within us.

"Didn’t your mother carry herself well enough to make you feel like a God?" Ijeoma

To forgive and let go

Today I want to see the sun,

I want to dance with the moon,

I want to sing a hymn only known to space,

I want to bask in the glory of my scars.

I want to embrace the guilt of missing a beat

just to follow the sound of my instincts.