The truth is, if you want to end up doing something tremendous with your life, years should be spent largely doing nothing.
Actively working towards nothing.
Goals and desires become passive and distant.
Still there, but no tension on the idea.
Intuition – the intellect that rests below your head – must be passively nourished and fed.
Eventually, unique and genius ideas on the subject you're aligned with begin to reveal themselves to you.
@thisisanfield It's clearly obvious now. Stop overthinking and play football, exciting football. We used to be a team that plays excitingly even when we lose but in recent times we hardly ever stretch our opp's defense
I am not much of a Christian, that much is obvious from my tweets. In fact, as I write this, I’m sitting in church, and though I can hear every word, none of it really lands. It’s not that I don’t understand; it’s that the whole thing doesn’t resonate. The rhythm, the language, the promises, they feel like echoes from a world I was born into but have always struggled to fully step into. Perhaps that struggle is of my own making, but that, too, is part of the story.
Yet, despite my struggles with faith, I still want to raise my children in the Christian faith. I know, that’s indoctrination. But between indoctrinations, I’ll take this one. It’s better that my children believe hell is real and eternal fire awaits the wicked than believe that a man can be a woman and vice versa. Yes, curiosity matters. Religion, by its nature, seeks to bind, to contain, to calcify, but that’s their journey to make, not mine. My duty is morals and values.
And as much as we may want to deny it, Christianity, at least as it is taught in the Bible, remains one of the most grounded frameworks for raising a child. You can argue that values can exist independently of religion, and I’ll agree, to an extent. But here’s the difference: values drawn from religion tend to stick deeper. They imprint. And the reason is this: religion is designed to bind, to form allegiance, to etch its codes into your conscience. And sometimes, that binding is precisely what holds people together when logic and modernity fail them.
Now that I think about it, maybe that’s what faith really is—not certainty, but structure. Not blind devotion, but the discipline of believing in something beyond yourself, even when you no longer fully can. I may not be entirely moved by the songs or stirred by the sermons, but I understand the architecture of what religion tries to build: a moral spine, a sense of consequence, a framework for meaning.
And if that’s what my children inherit, a faith that keeps them accountable, that teaches them to measure their actions against something larger than their whims, then I’ll sleep easier. Because I know, oh I know, that the world they’re walking into no longer worships truth; it worships convenience. And convenience, as history keeps reminding us, is the first god that devours its believers.
Guy stops you on the street to play a trivia game. Asks you a question. If you get it right, you win $1k. You get it right. Hands you the money. You walk away with a smile on your face feeling great for the rest of the day
Now assume you get it right, but there's a second part. If you get the next question right, you win $10k. You can decide if you want to keep playing or not. You say no, and walk away with the $1k. But the guy reveals what the question would've been. Turned out to be an easy one. Had you said yes, you would've won the $10k
In both scenarios, you're $1k richer. But in the second scenario, you walk away feeling like you screwed up. You can't help but think about all the things you could've done with the $10k. It makes you focus on all the reasons your life is worse for not having the $10k
Random example with random numbers, but the point is, this is actually happening to you every day. You made money, but what if you had done this, or what if you hadn't done that. You got something you wanted, but you could've gotten more. You feel pretty good, but maybe you don't feel good enough. Luck graces you perpetually, but it's never the right amount of luck
Good things are always coming into your life. But are you allowing them to fill you with a sense of appreciation, or are you creating additional scenarios in your head for what could've been. Whenever the scarcity hits, think about this
Maresca on liverpool:
“The way they’re doing this season is fantastic, especially after the Jota tragedy.
I went through exactly the same when I was a player 20 years ago. It’s not easy for the players, it’s not easy for the club or the manager. When you arrive at the training ground and see every day that place empty. You have to be very strong.
This is the reason why for me they’re doing better than good because they are trying to deal with a problem that is not easy.” ❤️
Fun fact: Virgil made a whole website called Free Game teaching people how to start a clothing brand from A to Z for free. only few people know about this, a lot of clothing brand owners don’t want you to know this information
I've realised something recently.
When I worked on projects like this and Cornflakes For Jihad, which focused on violence in Nigeria's Middle Belt and North, various people got various mistaken mistaken ideas.
Some people thought I was on "their" side as in Biafran separatism or Igbo ethnic nationalism. Others thought I was on "their" side as in Christian nationalism. Others thought I was on "their" side as in disliking Muslims or wanting to balkanise Nigeria into multiple fragments.
For the avoidance of doubt, let me state what my ACTUAL agenda for Nigeria was, still is, and will always be:
My agenda is to use radical truth-telling to force Nigeria to confront its problems and solve them, instead of slowly dying of them. My style is to look at issues square in the face, and speak to the core of the matter without fear or favour. I am not a Christian nationalist (I am actually atheist and I think Christianity is a dangerous colonial insertion which has made African cultures weak, disunited, lacking in strategic focus, and easily exploitable).
I am not a Biafran separatist (While I acknowledge that genocide against Igbo people was carried out during the so-called civil war between 1967 and 1970, I also know that the war itself was externally instigated, and was in fact a postcolonial proxy war between the British and the French with Israeli involvement on both sides, and I know that breaking up a country with as much potential for African power as Nigeria over a solvable ethnic grudge would be among the top 3 dumbest things Africans have ever done).
I don't hate Muslims (I believe that Islam, like Christianity, weakens African unity because it is not indigenous to Africa, and African Muslims historically have a weird habit of identifying first as 'Muslim' before 'African', which has had real consequences before, but I also acknowledge that like Christianity, Islam is definitely not leaving Africa anytime soon and I have to live with that reality).
Finally and most importantly, I am not an ethnic nationalist of any type. I abhor the idea of fragmenting large African countries into some more useless, weak, feudal ethnostates with zero international leverage and no sovereignty, as if we don't have nearly 50 of those already. I believe that aggregation of Africa's resources, trading area, political relations, technology and manpower across this vast rich continent is the only meaningful way forward for African people in Africa and the diaspora.
I have been fortunate enough to live a fairly privileged life which has allowed me to travel the world extensively and understand how it actually works. The reality of the world - no matter how disappointing some Nigerians may find it - is that "David Chukwuemeka Ajayi," a Christian from Edo, and "Idris Yusuf Mohammed," a Muslim from Kano are exactly the same in the eyes of those who run the planet. David and Idris might not like each other because of the different religions they are carrying on their heads, but the unfortunate reality is that THE WORLD DOESN'T CARE.
The world only sees "Africans" and does not give a single shit about whatever extra identity exists above that. A Kanuri woman from Borno and a Zulu man from KwaZulu Natal in South Africa have the exact same political identity in the eyes of those who actually matter in this world. That is the reality of the world, and that is why I am a Pan Africanist - it's not because I don't recognise Africa's obvious diversity. It's simply that I understand that in a world that is becoming increasingly dangerous for us, the only chance for survival that we have as a country and as a continent is to work together.
And if your vision of working together doesn't include Christians, Muslims, animists, ATR people, atheists and whoever else shares your common destiny as an African, then rest assured that we are all going to die as divided fools, and other people will take our land.
As I always say, whenever you wake up is your own morning.
Say what you will about OPAY, they are still heads and shoulders above our traditional banks in terms of security.
Try to add OPay card to your Google Pay or any other wallet & it will be flagged until you confirm via the app that it’s you.
As you are adding zeros, OPay is notifying you when it’s in 00s, 000s, 0000s so you don’t mistakenly send 20k instead of 2k.
Try to transfer a huge sum to a new account number and OPay will ask you, “are you sure?”
OPay will notify you account numbers that are like from scammers based on past activities.
You can dispute debit card transactions and get a refund without going to the bank.
I can go on and on. Anybody looking down on OPay is probably uniformed or brainwashed by jealousy powered propaganda by our traditional banks.
If you are rich, help a man today. Men are going through so much struggles, help him fulfill his dreams. In helping men, you are raising future armies of gratitude, souls who will carry your kindness like a crown, and who will never forget you, no matter how high they rise.