To the Supreme God who created mangoes…
Thank You
for their sweetness
that blesses my taste buds.
Thank You
for the calm that settles softly on my senses.
Thank You
for the satisfaction they bring.
Thank You
for the variety of species,
each one a reminder
that You don’t do just enough…
You do abundance.
Thank You
for the rich, fleshy fibers…
evidence that even goodness
can be held,
felt,
tasted.
Thank You
for the 2026 mango season.
I used to think being good at many things was a blessing.
But lately… it feels like standing in the middle of too many paths, not knowing which one is actually mine.
Maybe this season isn’t teaching me how to start...but how to stay.
100% of a man's problems stems from his inability to sit alone, in silence, in his room.
For the modern man, silence is unbearable.
He open 18 tabs, scroll feed 3 socials at the same time, check 7 apps - just to avoid a single quiet moment with himself.
Let me talk to you. 🧵