Dimi Sammy

AMAA-Award Winning and AMVCA-nominated Screenwriter, Development Executive, Director.

[Dimi Sammy @SirKrazius]

@Shockng Hi, there's no link below the post. Looking forward to reading this.

[Zikoko says it’s #TheNairaLifeConference season!! @Zikoko_Mag]

Best Scripted M-Net Original

-Adam to Eve
-Mother of The Brides
-The Yard
-The Low Priest
-Bobo

[Nsikan @CkanJohnson]

You can’t change someone. But you will anyway.

Not through arguments or ultimatums or that thing you do where you get really quiet and hope they’ll notice you’re upset. (They never do, by the way. They just think you’re tired.) You’ll change them the way water changes stone, by being around them long enough that they start to see themselves through your eyes.

I dated someone who interrupted everyone. Constantly. Mid-sentence, mid-thought, didn’t matter. It drove me insane for months. Then one night at dinner with friends, I watched her do it again, and this time she caught herself. She looked at me, then back at the person she’d cut off, and said, “Sorry, keep going.” Nobody else even noticed. But I knew: she’d started hearing herself the way I heard her.

That’s the thing they don’t mention when they say “accept people as they are.” You do accept them. And then they feel that acceptance so deeply that they finally have enough safety to look at the parts of themselves they’ve been running from their whole lives. Not because you demanded it. Because you made space for it.

But here’s the trap: if you’re asking “can I change her” with a specific outcome in mind, you’ve already lost. You’re not in a relationship anymore. You’re in a renovation project. And people can smell that a mile away. They can feel when your love has conditions attached. It makes them smaller, more defended, and less likely to grow into anything you’d actually want. Honestly, it usually just makes them better at hiding.

The real question isn’t whether you can change someone. It’s whether you can love someone enough that they feel free to change themselves. And whether the direction they’re growing is toward you or away from you.

Sometimes you date someone, and she becomes kinder, more thoughtful, and more herself. Sometimes she becomes exactly who she’s always been, just louder. And sometimes, this is the one that hurts; she grows into someone beautiful. Just not someone beautiful for you.

You can’t control which one happens. You can only decide how long you’re willing to wait to find out.

[FinestDoveTruth @FinestDoveTruth]

Many nurses I met here in the uk were the one financing their home for the first few years of their relocation.

These are people who did not pay rent while in Nigeria.

These are people whose husbands were engineers, doctors, Lecturers in Nigeria but after relocation had to do menial jobs ti sustain the family.

The idea of “50/50 in marriage” sounds fair, modern, and balanced, but in real life, it’s one of the biggest fallacies we keep spreading.

Marriage has never worked on perfect arithmetic. It works on capacity, season, and sacrifice…not percentages.

Some days one partner will give 80 while the other gives 20.

Some seasons, one person will be strong, and the other will be fighting silent battles.

Some moments, one will carry the emotional weight, financial burden, or household responsibilities because the other is simply drained.

And that’s not failure.
That is marriage.

The truth is simple: no human being can wake up every day and contribute exactly “50.” People get tired. People get sick. People break down emotionally. People lose jobs. Life shifts. Energy fluctuates.

A healthy marriage is not two people calculating what the other has done, it is two people who are committed to showing up fully in whatever capacity they have each day.

Today you may carry your partner.
Tomorrow they may carry you.
Balance is achieved over time, not in one moment.

And here’s another reality people avoid:
Sometimes the person who is giving “30” is actually giving 100% of what they have in that season. And the partner giving “70” also gives because they can at that moment. That is partnership, not exploitation.

The people who survive marriage long-term understand one thing clearly:

Marriage is not 50/50. Marriage is 100/100.

Two people committed to giving their best, not an equal fraction, but a full effort according to their ability, their health, their season, and their reality.

When you insist on 50/50, you reduce marriage to a business contract.
When you understand 100/100, you embrace marriage as a covenant, a daily decision to love, support, and show up.

Some days you will be the one lifting.
Some days you will be the one leaning.
And that is perfectly fine.

Anyone who wants a mathematical marriage will never experience a meaningful one. Love has never been about counting. It has always been about giving.

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

I read this story a hundred times and missed the point.

Not the resurrection.

What happened before that.

A man climbed a hill with three crosses.

The crowds were gone. The soldiers drunk. The women weeping.

And one wealthy man with clean hands decided to get them dirty.

He walked to Pilate — the man who just murdered his Lord — and asked for the body.

Then he climbed the ladder.

Grabbed the first nail.

Pulled.

Feel the weight of that moment.

God's body in your arms.

Blood not dry yet.

Staining expensive robes.

Hands.

Under fingernails.

The smell of iron in the air.

Here's what wrecked me:

Passover was three hours away.

The holiest day of the Jewish year.

And touching a dead body meant one thing:

Unclean for seven days.

No temple.

No worship.

No Passover.

He knew this.

He'd spent his entire life following these laws.

But Jesus was still hanging on that cross.

So he climbed anyway.

Joseph of Arimathea didn't do this expecting resurrection.

He did it expecting nothing.

Jesus was dead. Gone. Finished.

This wasn't faith in a miracle.

This was love for a corpse.

He gave up his purity.

His Passover.

His reputation.

His seat on the Sanhedrin.

His safety.

For a dead man who couldn't thank him.

Modern Christianity wants clean obedience.

Safe obedience.

Obedience that doesn't cost you Passover.

But Joseph shows us something else:

True discipleship gets your hands dirty.

Three days later, that tomb was empty.

Joseph gave his grave to Jesus.

Jesus gave it back.

The twist Joseph never saw coming.

Your messy obedience?

God's using it too.

Even when you can't see it.

So here's the question:

What are you avoiding because it's too messy?

What grave are you unwilling to give?

Joseph held death in his arms and missed the holiest day of his life.

And earned his name in all four Gospels.

Religion says stay clean.

Discipleship says climb the ladder.

What are you choosing?

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

My mother didn't speak to me for three months.

Not after a fight.

After a prayer.

I told her I was raising my kids differently.

No more passive faith.

No more "we're Christian because we say we are."

No more church twice a year and Jesus when it's convenient.

She took it personally.

"What's wrong with how I raised you?"

Everything.

And nothing.

She did her best.

But her best was Sunday mornings and silent dinners.

A Bible on the shelf, never opened.

A father who said grace but never led.

A family that looked Christian in the Christmas photo.

And fell apart behind closed doors.

I didn't want that for my kids.

So I started leading my home.

Family worship on Wednesdays.

Praying with my wife every morning.

Teaching my son what it means to be a man of God—not just a man who goes to church.

My extended family thinks I've lost my mind.

"You've become one of those people."

Holiday dinners are quieter now.

Some aunts don't call anymore.

My brother thinks I'm judging him.

I'm not.

I'm just not pretending anymore.

Jesus said it would be like this.

"I did not come to bring peace, but a sword."

"A man's enemies will be the members of his own household."

I used to read that and think it was metaphor.

It's not.

Following Him cost me the family I was born into.

But it gave me the family I'm building.

Last Wednesday my daughter asked if we could pray for her cousin.

The one whose parents are divorcing.

She folded her hands.

Closed her eyes.

And talked to God like He was listening.

Because in our house, He is.

My mother still doesn't understand.

Maybe she never will.

But my daughter will never wonder if her father loved God.

She'll never guess if faith was real in our home.

She'll know.

Because she watched it.

Every night.

Every prayer.

Every Christ-centered Christ-led ordinary Tuesday.

The family I lost?

They had my past.

The family I'm raising?

They have my future.

And my children's children will know the Lord.

Because someone decided the cycle stops here.

Even if it cost him Thanksgiving dinner.

Even if it cost him his mother's approval.

Some inheritances are worth losing.

So your kids can gain the only one that matters.

[Daniel Kunka @unikunka]

So I’ve seen some backlash against “write your spec” on this device lately. And as a big proprietor of the movement (I mean — it’s my hashtag) I thought I would share a story with you all.

And I promise you it’s not going where you think it’s going.

[Daniel Kunka @unikunka]

But do you know what I’m doing today? I’m writing my spec.

Failure is 98% of this business. And it can break you. I was pretty disappointed after having such a strong first day of the spec but this one just didn’t work out.

[Dimi Sammy @SirKrazius]

@zobeir I'm VERY interested in trying this out. It looks great

[Dimi Sammy @SirKrazius]

So proud of you bro @laniaisida

[S H ⚡ C K Africa @Shockng]

🟢⚡ A decade of excellence. Lani Aisida has spent 10 years crafting stories that move us, challenge us, and reflect who we are.

A thread 👇

[Dimi Sammy @SirKrazius]

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[internet hall of fame @InternetH0F]

Pretty sure they were the reason the rule book got so big 😂

[Dimi Sammy @SirKrazius]

@StoryGrid As the cheers and applause washed over him, he stared at the ground, shoulders heaving with a weight no one could see, wishing he could vanish. He would rather be in bed watching a movie than give one more acceptance speech.

[Musa Jeffery David @JefferyMusaD]

Mother of the Brides official trailer
Headwriter: Musa Jeffery David
Story Editors: @estherisabel3 @EmyJosephs
Script Editor: @isaaki_ayodeji
Writers: @mudiana_ @rfguidiance @Princewill1900 @sarmielowkey @thebabatundelaw

[Dimi Sammy @SirKrazius]

@JefferyMusaD @estherisabel3 @EmyJosephs @isaaki_ayodeji @mudiana_ @rfguidiance @Princewill1900 @sarmielowkey @thebabatundelaw My people, my people!
@JefferyMusaD @sarmielowkey @estherisabel3 @EmyJosephs @isaaki_ayodeji
Una don cook magic come again abi?
Make I clear my plate and balance well before then, so I can feast.

[James Kalu Omokwe @JamesOmokwe]

Some powers can only be awakened by those who remember where they come from.

Meet Osamede. A young woman. An ancient kingdom. A destiny that changes everything.

In cinemas nationwide October 17.

[Tim Grahl | Writing Coach @StoryGrid]

You want to be proud of your writing? Learn to write a damn good scene. Over and over. Until structure is muscle memory.

[Tim Grahl | Writing Coach @StoryGrid]

A writer bragging they follow no rules is like a surgeon bragging they never went to med school.

[Tim Grahl | Writing Coach @StoryGrid]

@Author_JimGould There are more rules for scene writing, but for fiction in general, click on the names of the 12 content genres in this article to see the conventions and obligatory moments for each.
https://t.co/Mf71rFmAdQ

[Kemi Lala Akindoju @lalaakindoju]

Filmmakers, please watch films. Watch films. I'm usually very confused when Filmmakers proudly boast about not watching films. If you work in the ecosystem, watch films! From your country, your colleagues, and other parts of the world. Yes, it's an investment of time & money.