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The Path of Faith: A Tale of One 'Sity Follow the link down the Rabbit Hole......

The most beautiful experience we can have, is the Mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the root of True Art and True Science. It is a know-ledge of the existence of something we cannot penetrate. It is a perception of the profoundest reason and the most radiant beauty, which only in their most abstract primitive forms are accessible to our minds – it is this knowledge and emotion that constitute true religiousity. A genuine Faith must recognize that it is through a dark glass we see; though by Faith we do penetrate sufficiently to the heart of the mystery not to be overwhelmed by it. A genuine Faith resolves the mystery of Life by the mystery of GOD. It recognizes that no aspect of Life or Existence explains it-self; even after all known causes and consequences have been traced. All Existence is ancient; and ancient has no beginning. All known Existence points beyond it-self. To realize that it points beyond it-self to GOD is to assert that...

Farafina called me and told they wanted a write-up from me for a special they are doing on their blog. The theme was about my time in the university. I had a day to submit it. Wow, talk about a couple of bricks landing smack on the top of my head. I started writing a letter to decline their offer.... After typing the letter on my hand-held, I was about to press the "send" button, when I hesitated and remembered the words of the best man I know.... My dearest be-loved patient, long-suffering, drama absorbing, tolerant, love-of-my-head-and-heart and one of the MOST brilliant and philosophical men I know: Chidi. The stylish MAN who pushes me mentally and constantly challenges my C.Q. (Cerebral Quotient). His words were: "Always take two seconds to think be-fore taking any action, especially YOU, Omo". Ah, but, this MAN knew me well. I was trying to reach him to ask for his advice on what to do in regards to the offer, but, he was buried in some meeting.....

Obsession. Ever-one has an obsession. Every-one is obsessesed with some-thing. Some people claim to get rid of an obsession, but in reality, they are only re-placing it with another one. In a pocket of time past, I heard a preacher say that if you give your life to Jesus the Christ, old things will pass away and all things will be-come new. What is the implication of a life-changing statement? You stop obsessing with Self and start obsessing with Christ. Basically, re-placing one obsession with another. Ok, I am going to veer off this lane in-to another. It is all on the same high-way though.... The bed-rock of all Religion is Faith. Now, we all know Faith is based on bias. So, what does this imply then? In a nut-shell, it infers that all Religion is founded on bias. Religion is all about be-longing. It is about the innate need to be led. It is about dependence. It is about the giving up of responsibility to another. It is a ...... Covert Absolution Operat...

Ok, I. AM. LIVID. Bursting with it. It feels like I've got thick black smoke in my lungs.... I almost can-not breathe.... Trying hard to suppress the raging fire burning with-in. That is all I have to say at this time. May-be I'll add some-thing later, may-be I will not. May-be this is how I will end it. May-be this makes no sense. May-be it does. I really could not care less. The. End.

How do we de-fine Reality? My limited definition can say it is an un-fathomable state man finds him-self, albeit willinngly or un-willingly. Consciously, un-consciously of sub-consciously. Some people have Fixed Realities by choice. Perhaps due to the fear of the un-known i.e a Reality that is perceived as stable and predictable may seem a lot safer than a yet to be identified aspect of Reality. Some have transient Realities..... I think the immediate classification just made is self-explanatory....

Know-ledge is in-deed power. Power over Neuronal Lethargy and Anonymity.  The more know-ledge we acquire, the more we move closer to the door that leads to the absolute state which transcends the mediocrity that is the foundation of every-day existence. Some-times..... I wonder.... if there's really safety in ignorance and boundary(self imposed and societally imposed) limitations.... What would life be like with-out boundaries? Would it be a state of absolute free-dom or absolute chaos..? Or would our previous state(s) of mind be-come colossally enhanced..? Perhaps, there might be the certain sense of Free-dom that comes with the breaking of a barrier..... the dipping of the toe tip in for-bidden waters. The sense of taboo, the thrill of excitement and also of..... danger. We can-not say we are LIVING when there is the predictability of the out-come of our lives. We are born; we acquire formal academic know-ledge; we get a job; we start...

Every-thing in Life occurs cyclically and repeatedly. We will experience every-thing in Life over and over. They may come in diverse forms, but, it is basically the same masquerading as the different. Mythic Archetype is not externally imposed, but internally generated with-in each person. The universal wish to be original can-not conceal that each of us is some-thing of a copy; repeating previous lives with the in-authenticity of inverted (or perverted commas). Lurking beneath the superficialities of personality, most people are types rather than individuals. Although, the "same", could some-how manage to be-come the "new". Those who believe in progress like to depict the world as moving in a straight line, to-wards an in-definable goal. There is also the school of thought that abandons the idea of Linear Development be-cause it despairs of Human history. Ok, let us explore both the Cyclical Occurrence and Linear Development further by falling b...

I was going to write about the greatest Rock Bands. But, I realise there's only one greatest, and it will be a MAJOR slight to share this post with any other. So, I dedicate this post to QUEEN. The GREATEST Rock band of all time. Queen is the greatest rock Band of all time due to the versatility, magnetism and hypnotic charisma of FREDDIE MERCURY.  The band has re-leased a total of: EIGHTEEN NUMBER ONE ALBUMS, EIGHTEEN NUMBER ONE SINGLES, TEN NUMBER ONE DVD's and  HAVE SOLD OVER ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY MILLION ALBUMS with some estimates in excess of THREE HUNDRED MILLION ALBUMS. They have been honoured with SEVEN IVOR NOVELLO AWARDS and were inducted in-to the ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME in 2001. Holly-wood Walk of Fame Queen was such a versatile group and all their songs had different characters and evoked different emotions in the listener of which the most consistent are usually Awe and Admiration. I'm not saying Brian May, Rog...

Some-one once said to me Logic is the Geometry of Thought. I was initially blown away by the written sequence, then when the initial euphoria had died down and the adrenaline had worn off, the smile began to fade.... "Logic is the Geometry of Thought"..? I began to ponder on the above statement.... For starters, what is "Logic"? Secondly, what is "Thought"? Well, they seem to be cut out of the same cloth. Logic can be said to be in the Senior Management Division of the Mental Organisation called Thought. What is Geometry? This ingredient that seems to spice up boring old thought and transforms it in-to an exciting genre of the Mental called Logic. Well, Geometry is a mathematical term implying a shape, configuration or arrangement or a relation-ship between lines, angles, solids and their properties. Ok, fair enough. Mathematics and all of its sub-entities fall under Logic some-what. We can basically say Mathematics is a mental excursion br...

Cosmopolitan it may seem, Humanity bursting at the seam, Diverse colours almost obscene. All are heard; none are seen. Uniformity in diversity, Chaos in serenity, Ugliness doing beautifully, Still a village disguised as a city. Myriad and diversified, Complex and haughty, Confident, un-unified, Of adulation, always worthy. EDO! My land for-ever o! Oba gha to kpe e I-s-e-e-e.....

 My  First Planking  Experience I was first told about PLANKING by an acquaintance of mine. I thought it was rather fascinating as my curiousity was peaked, he then told me to google it. Which I did, and since then I haven't found peace.  The thought of Planking burned a hole in my chest, every-where I looked seemed like a potential plank site. I thought of Planking on my man's gargantuan SUV(don't know why men drive such "tanks", are they going up a mountain inn it? Any-way, talk for another day...), he'll take the picture.. He's used to me and my shenanigans, and basically supports and accepts me just as I am(bless his dear heart).  SO, every-day, the thought grew, till finally, I told him "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!" I have to get this out of my system! Grrrr. So I dragged him down the stairs of his home, positioned my-self and he took all the shots even encouraging me to hold positions while he took...

This was written for me by Adonis from a previous reality of mine..... Ode to Aiferhaomo With a pair of damaged knees A bleeding heart And a stony stare She came to the World Thirsty for love; afraid of love Barefooted she's been roving the plains of the Great Dessert Since the beginning of time Looking for her own Ithaca Drained from the ages All those hopeless battles she fought Her body scarred from that endless rebellion Against herself And the soulless crowds Eloquent in her silence Compassionate in her cruelty Tender in her roughness Fragile in her rigidity Submissive in her dominance Dominant in her submissiveness Playful in her loftiness Cheerful in her sorrow Sane in her lunacy Ingenious in her triviality Always balancing at the edge of the blade A scared little child with the looks of a hardened warrior Perfect in her immeasurable imperfections A distant apparition of the Afric...

In the wake of the creation of a new country, there is the influx of the down-trodden, the dark of skin and the broken of spirit, now defiant Every-one packs up their belongings

This happened to me some-time in the middle of February, 2011 A guide took me to a very deserted beach with-in the Lekki axis in Lagos State, Nigeria called the Ilasan beach.  It was very quiet, no sound save for the waves beating against the shore-line trying to over-power it with-out success. My guide promptly retreated out of sight as he sensed I did not need his guidance here. Smart fellow. I looked around me and had the feeling that I was the only human standing in the New World waiting to welcome the cross-overs from the Old World. I felt I was the inhabitant of another planet as there was not an iota of civilisation in sight with the exception of a once proud ship whose progress had been abruptly stopped by the First (1st) Battalion of Sand guarding the shore-line. It had been slapped in the face several ways by Mother Nature for daring to enter her territory.  A sorry sight to be-hold, in-deed it was. I looked at the ship and I wondered if it had contai...