I am going to make a bold prediction here.
Within 1-3 years (max), these AI companies will buy up the energy companies.
For instance, SpaceX will buy Shell or Nvidia will buy Chevron, etc.
They will swallow them whole as they quickly realize the need to secure energy supplies for data centers to keep their growth going.
Energy companies used to be the big dog for most of the 20th century. Their dominance ended over 15 years ago when Apple surpassed ExxonMobil's valuation.
They have diminished (relative to tech) ever since. It is time for tech to complete the humiliation by swallowing them up.
ConocoPhillips will be the "Energy division" for, say, Google.
You heard it here first.
Doomsday arrives December 18th.
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“There were times I thought God had showed me something but He wasn’t”.
“There were prophecies I gave that weren’t accurate and weren’t from God. And for that, I wish that people will forgive me as I’m only human”
-Benny Hinn.
A leading father of the prosperity gospel.
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If this thing hadn’t happened to me and my twin brother, I would have said it’s a lie. My twin and I would fight and rekindle. As soon as we got married, we stopped fighting since we had responsibilities. Guess who started causing fights between us?
Our wives, fighting over stupid stuff. 'She didn’t give me a gift on my birthday,' 'She is always hiding her friends from me,' 'She looked at me some type of way.' Stupid, childish things that these women were fighting over.
And my foolish simp brother kept taking his wife’s side to the extent that he stopped talking to me and didn’t even invite me to his wedding. I had to call him, insult him, and tell him he is an idiot for siding with his wife. I came to settle issues between you two, and you're busy siding with your wife.
When he had serious issues and had no one to call, it was me he had to call for help. The same wife didn’t do anything for him. I don’t understand women.
They carry their female friendship mentality into marriage and want you to be like her by cutting your family off to prove to her that you are a man.
Glad I am a very stubborn man, or else my twin and I would have become sworn enemies today. Women are always fighting over stupid and childish things that they could have looked past.
They always pay attention to every little detail and want to make it a big deal. Very annoying gender."
One of the most iconic moments of Michael Jackson's career was at Wembley Stadium in 1988.
He performed in front of 72.000 people on 7 consecutive dates.
The British royal family attended, and Michael even dedicated "Dirty Diana" to the princess, which caused quite a stir.
A guy couldn't find a job anywhere, so he opened a small "miracle clinic."
Outside, he put up a big sign:
Treatment: $300. If it doesn't work, you get $1,000 back!
A local know-it-all thought, "Easy money."
He walked in and said, "Doc, I've completely lost my sense of taste."
The guy calmly said, "Nurse, bring Box #22. Three drops."
The nurse put three drops in the man's mouth.
The man immediately spat it out. "That's gasoline!"
The doctor smiled. "Congratulations! Your taste is back. That'll be $300."
The man stormed out, furious.
A week later, he returned. "Doc, my memory is getting really bad."
The doctor said, "Nurse, Box #22. Three drops."
The man yelled, "Wait! That's the gasoline one for taste!"
The doctor grinned. "Great! Your memory is back too. $300, please!"
Now the man was determined to win.
He came back again and said, "Doc, I'm losing my eyesight."
The doctor sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't have medicine for that. Here's your $1,000."
The man looked at the bills. "This is only $500!"
The doctor smiled. "And your vision is back. That'll be $300."
If you’re feeling behind on AI, do two things:
First, open Claude and tell it everything about your job. Everything you’re responsible for. All the tasks you do throughout the week. Then ask for ideas on how you can start using AI to do your job.
Second, at least once a week, ask Claude what’s new in tech and AI. Ask about what new tools people are talking about on social and tech media. Then go play around with those tools.
f*ck your weekend plans.
You NEED to:
• Learn Claude Code
• Set up Perplexity Computer
• Set up Claude Cowork (plug-ins, skills)
• Set up OpenClaw
• Experiment with agentic solutions
• Use AI to create a business plan & strategy
• Build an AI second-brain database
• Learn basic automation tools (Manus, MCP, Zapier)
• Become an elite prompt-engineer - the better you can communicate with AI, the better your Outputs
• Read AI articles
• Dive into robotics
• Research AI stocks/ETFs/investment arbitrages
The list goes on.
SO much to do.
How to never sound like an AI. But yourself:
1. Don't write any prompt. Instead, go to Wikipedia.
2. Search "Signs of AI writing."
3. Open the full article. Read nothing.
4. Do Ctrl+A. Then Ctrl+C. Copy the entire page.
5. Open a Google Doc. Paste everything in it.
6. Don't edit. Don't summarize. The full thing.
7. Rename the Google Doc as "anti-ai-writing style."
8. Click File → Download → Markdown (.md)
9. Go to https://t.co/lyOn9e2WKn.
10. Don't type your prompt yet.
11. Click the '+' button. Upload your .md file first.
12. Start every chat with this prompt (copy & paste):
Prompt:
"Read the uploaded file. It contains every known pattern of AI writing I want to avoid. Apply these as rules to everything you write for me. Do NOT start writing yet - ask me clarifying questions first."
I think if you’re not musically inclined, you might not understand what is going on here.
This is musical brilliance at its peak.
By the way, he goes round the world performing with different orchestra, not like he travels with a group.
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Why is it that Nigerian food is only considered appealing once it’s been shrunk, stripped of its soul, and plated with tweezers?
In this video, I argue that we don’t have to dilute our cuisine to export it.
A man can be deeply in love with you and still walk away without looking back. Why? Because to a sensible man, peace is more valuable than love.
People hate hearing this. They want to believe that if a man loves you, he will endure your chaos forever. That is a lie.
Take the story of David and Simi.
David was a perfect definition of real man.
He was the kind of man who did not just date you, he upgraded you. When he met Simi, she was struggling with her final year project and battling depression. David stepped in. He paid for the research, he stayed up nights proofreading her work, and he got her a job at his friend’s firm after graduation.
David loved Simi with a quiet, intense fire and was planning to propose in April.
But Simi had a problem. Simi believed that a peaceful relationship was boring. She grew up watching toxic movies where passion meant fighting, screaming, and breaking things, only to have makeup sex later. To Simi, David’s calmness looked like weakness.
She started testing him. She would pick fights just to see if he would yell. She would threaten to break up just to see if he would beg. Every time she acted crazy, David would calmly apologize, hold her, and reassure her. She told her friends she had him wrapped around her finger and he could not leave her because he loved her too much.
It happened on the night of David’s biggest career achievement. He was receiving an award at a gala in Victoria Island. All his investors were there. David asked Simi to be ready by 6 PM. Simi decided to test him again. She wanted to see if he would wait for her. She did not start dressing until 7 PM. She ignored his calls. When David finally came to pick her up, he was sweating, anxious, and late.
Instead of apologizing, Simi flared up. She asked him why he was rushing her and if the award was more important than her. She screamed that if he wanted to go, he should go. She expected him to beg. She expected him to say No baby, you are my world.
Instead, David looked at the time. He looked at her, sitting on the bed in her robe, scrolling on TikTok while he stood in his tuxedo. The light in his eyes went out. He wanted to argue but paused and He simply said Okay.
He turned around, walked out of the apartment he paid for, got in his car, and drove to the gala alone.
Simi was shocked. She called him 50 times that night. No answer. She sent texts saying she hated him, then she sent texts saying she was leaving, then she sent texts saying she was sorry. Silence.
The next morning, she woke up to a credit alert. David had sent her two million naira. The narration on the transfer readforr your rent and upkeep. Take care of yourself. She rushed to his house, but the gatekeeper told her Oga had traveled. She called his friends, and they told her to let him go.
Simi spent six months waiting for him to come back. She told everyone he loved her and he would come back because they had a bond. But this time, David was done.
One year later, Simi saw pictures of David’s wedding on Instagram. He married a lady who was not as pretty as Simi. She was not as fashionable. But in every picture, David looked rested. He looked like a man who could finally sleep with both eyes closed.
Simi fell to her knees in her room. She realized too late that she had treated a husband like a fan. She thought his endurance was infinite. She did not know that a man’s tolerance has a breaking point, and once it snaps, not even God can glue it back together.
Do not mistake a man’s patience for stupidity.