Basil Manaseh

“If a father bathes his children, both will laugh, and if a son bathes his father, both will cry. - Wisdom of the Turks

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@SwamiMuuo Sasa arsenal yako ni gari gani?

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@nishjustbored Waru kwa omena - ngumi za mdomo

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

First, she has to come clean about how much SHA has paid for that kind of management.

[Donald B Kipkorir @DonaldBKipkorir]

HE Gladys Wanga, Homa Bay Governor told us in 2014 she had cancer!

Today,she told us she has cancer!

Medical Science says that if you have Stage 4 Cancer, you have weeks to live! And Stage 3, months.

By the time my mum was diagnosed, she had Stage 4 Cancer … I spent millions in St. Luke’s Eldoret, Nairobi Hospital& Aga Khan University Hospital … Then I took her to BLX Max Hospital Delhi who with tremendous integrity told me that my mum had only weeks & won’t take my money. My Beloved Mum died in Doha, Qatar on our way back.

Gladys Wanga should not use cancer for politics. Let her be candid and publish her cancer medical records from 2014 to-date!

You can’t have cancer for 12 Years! And not Stage 3 or 4.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@MihrThakar You found words I didn't have for a friend just this morning.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@Cr7Godbrand My friends call me mysogynist for it.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@SwamiMuuo @elonmusk Wacha porojo kijana

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@SwamiMuuo We acha siasa, tafuta pesa.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@MwambaRFC Sasa imebaki link ya kupurchase jerseys.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@DaviesChumba Jomba cuttings mingi ivi unatoa wapi?

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@nyanchwani You will know a great man from his taste in music.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

Prof. Embeywa has always been a great man!

[SirJohnKE @SirJohnKE]

If you happen to know Prof. Henry Embeywa from Machakos University, please make sure that you show him this post.

Here is my story, ....

I joined Machakos University in 2014. The only time I ever managed to pay full school fees was in first year, first semester. After that, life became tough. Really tough.

By second semester, I was already struggling to raise fees. Those days, Machakos uni wasn’t a place where you’d easily be heard, especially if your problem was school fees. My mum was hustling hard, but things just weren’t adding up.

I would study through the semester, but when exams came, sometimes I’d hide and sneak in to do them ..... other times, I just couldn’t sit them. That’s how I ended up with missing marks from year one to year four.

By 2017, I couldn’t continue anymore. I dropped out in my final year, second semester. 💔 I’ve been out here hustling ever since, hoping one day I’d raise enough money to go back and finish. But the more the years passed, the harder life became and the more the dream to resume studies faded.

Then one day, I just decided : let me go back, even without money. I walked into the university hoping for mercy. But almost everyone I spoke to said the same thing:

“ Where have you been all these years? If you left because of fees, you must have cleared now, right?”

And just when I was about to give up again, I met Prof. Henry Embeywa. The Chairman of the department of school of education.

When I told him my story, he didn’t look at me with judgment. He listened, just like a father listening to his son who had lost his way.

This man gave me a second chance. 🙏🏽

He made phone calls to get me re-admitted. He helped me get work-study and even connected me to a bursary. There’s a day we sat together until around 1 a.m. just searching the archives for my missing marks and he wouldn’t rest until everything was sorted.

Now, this story is familiar to everyone who has interacted with Prof. Henry. It’s not just me. The God sent Prof. has helped so many students, especially those struggling financially. He doesn’t just teach, ... he understands, he feels, and he acts.

He is the definition of humility, patience, and compassion. 💙

To many of us who know him, he’s not just a professor. He is our father, a mentor, and a reason we didn’t give up.

May God bless you, Prof. Henry Embeywa. Machakos University is lucky to have you.

(Please keep my identity anonymous — I just wanted the world to know there are still good lecturers out here who truly care.) 🙏🏽

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

But again most often than no, the gods of our forefathers take you to places where you are alone but yet do nothing. We have sunk below par.

[Àró Olóyè Lambo 🪇 @aro_tm]

You are single

You have a female friend that is single

Both of you like each other because you have lot of common interests

One of you is AA

Both of you are doing fine and not struggling to eat

So tell me exactly do we need to invoke the gods of our forefathers before you people do the needful ?

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

Sleeping sickness is excessive sleep not lack of it thereof.

[Amandeep Jagde @AmandeepJagde]

Hard to sleep when your parliament is running a racket

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@theCharafeddine It is barely progress and if it is, it is in the opposite direction.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@Limorio_ Well deserved! Bien aint ready for you.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

If I could take back one thing it wouldn't be my sins but my hesitations. I've watched more souls damn themselves through postponement than through passion, standing at doors they never opened, holding keys they never turned, dying with their hands full of chances.

@lichthauch

[Muuo @SwamiMuuo]

So much potential wasted in hesistation and indecision.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

@OtitoNosike Most times we clinging on the hope of possibility despite our lack of drive.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

For a man to raise, he must first acknowledge that he can. For context, it is usually when not if.

[Lukas Not Podolski @OtitoNosike]

Jesus died for my sins, and maybe yours. But the point is, he died. That’s the part we often skip over too quickly. He died. And what happened to us after that?

We became death.

You see, the resurrection of Christ wasn’t just about victory, it was a transference. A shift. By his very death, we carried the power of death within us. I know this might sound abstract, even strange, but stay with me. I’m speaking metaphysically now, beyond the surface of doctrine, deep into the bones of what that moment truly meant.

By dying, Christ didn’t just defeat death. He owned it. Took it. Rewired its function. Death’s power was permanence: to take you and never give you back. But what happens when resurrection enters the equation? What happens when someone returns?

Then death is no longer final. It becomes reversible. Negotiable. Weak. And if resurrection is now possible,whether in this realm or another, then death has lost its potency.

You see, resurrection wasn’t just an event. It was a seizure. A hostile takeover of what had, till then, been the final authority. Before Christ, death was the period. After Him, it became a comma. A pause, maybe. A detour. But never again a (permanent) destination.

And so when I say we became death, I don’t mean we became destroyers. I mean we became masters. We no longer belong to death; death belongs to us. It is now a gateway, not a gatekeeper. The resurrection rewired the laws of spiritual gravity, it redefined permanence, time, consequence. We don’t just outlive death; we now hold it in our blood.

But here’s where it gets dark—because power is never neutral. If we carry resurrection in our bones, we also carry death in our mouths. The power to give life, and the power to take it. Through word, through silence, through cruelty disguised as love, or passivity dressed as peace.

And that’s the terrifying part: that we now live as semi-gods, or even full gods, as some of us are far more spiritually awakened than others, yet we act like slaves. We walk around with eternity pulsing in our marrow, but still bow to fear, sin, shame, and decay like they own us.

It’s no longer death that keeps us in the grave,it’s the illusion that we never left it.

The tomb wasn’t just a place, it was a mindset. A worldview. And many of us still carry it. We speak in the tongue of corpses, not kings. We recite the liturgy of loss, even when resurrection is standing behind us, tapping our shoulder, waiting to be claimed. We think we’re waiting on God. But sometimes, He’s waiting on us. To realize we’re not dead anymore.

Because resurrection wasn’t just about Jesus walking out of a tomb. It was about tearing the veil of finality. It was about birthing a race that doesn’t die the way others do. It was about declaring that the worst thing the universe can throw at you is now a thing you can return from.

But religion taught us how to die well, it didn’t teach us how to live resurrected. We memorized the cross, but forgot the empty tomb. We turned power into poetry, instead of practice. So now, we fear the very thing we should command.

Resurrection is not a holiday, it’s a technology. It’s a divine system override. It is meant to be enacted daily, not just remembered yearly. If it’s real, then it must echo into our heartbreak, our justice, our politics, our creation. If resurrection doesn’t show up in the ICU, in the courtroom, in your depression, in your bank account, in your forgiveness, then what exactly are we rising from?

To rise is not merely to live again. It is to build. To name. To create. Thus, resurrection is not the end of death, it is the beginning of becoming.

So when I say we became death, I mean it in the most sacred, spine-chilling way: we became the very thing that once terrified us.

Now the question is: what will we do with that power? Will we rot in fear? Or rise in defiance? Because, at the end of the day, the grave is only deep if you stay in it.

[Basil Manaseh @BasilManaseh]

Weakness must fall, even if you do not let it. Woe unto you who holds on.

[SAINT WARRIORS @saintwarriorsX]

Not everyone should be saved.

The most righteous act is to let the weak fall. Because saving them weakens the world.

Protect your energy for those who can rise.