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[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@enyinna_ "Who do you love? Is it me or the the thought of me?"

[👑S.A.L.A.K.O🕊 @UnkleAyo]

Unpopular opinion and unsolicited advice. (Lesson personally learnt)

It's already enough that we use ourselves as case studies for life lessons in public. We've estimated personal collateral image damage.

Spare your partners/ family members of that impact especially if you care about them.

Keep it cute. Keep it prim. They must have highs if you're with them - focus and only uppercase their highs. Leave their and your vulnerabilities to the confines of your home.

People break up everyday mutually but when you do, one person has to be the devil.

There's nothing you want to tell social media people using the dynamics of your relationship that they don't know. The actual truth is, social media isn't a safe space.

Stop using the people you care about, as lab rats for the public to learn from.

[Reads with Ravi @readswithravi]

A peak life advice from Alex Hormozi:

“The single greatest skill you can develop is the ability to stay in a great mood in the absence of things to be in a great mood about.”

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@OtitoNosike FFS, Lukas. 😭😂

[👑S.A.L.A.K.O🕊 @UnkleAyo]

Dear men,

It impresses upon my soul to write to you.

This writing is inspired by my consumption of a lot of Diogenes' work but one quote of his that massively influenced my value system, reads:

"It is the privilege of the gods to want nothing, and of godlike men to want little".

It imprinted upon my soul for a long time, especially as someone that's ambitious.

Friends, verily I say unto you:

Ambition is good but nothing is more frustrating to a man that for him to exist at the edge of a precipice where there are more factors out of his control, than within his control.

Endless chase in ambition without a defined scope is outside your control & with every season you have a new high to chase without a moment to enjoy where you are.

It becomes easy to discard your present as a valley as you glare at a new high, forgetting that your current valley used to be a mountaintop you aspired to.

I guess the point I'm trying to make is, have a number in mind. Especially as an ambitious person, have a number in mind.

The endless pursuit of ambition will leave you with a hollow soul. It will strip you of the beauty of momentary happiness, satisfaction of wins & incredible undervaluation of how far you've come.

As a young hustling man, it is important that you define what happiness and success looks like for you, and to do so early on.

The ultimate question now becomes:
Are you in control of your dreams? Or are your dreams in control of you?

The answer to this question is a predictor of your future happiness or lack thereof.

I hope my writing found you well.

As you were.

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@General_Oluchi Like every other year since 2019, I have now moved it my to-do list for 2027.

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@Luckeey__ @OtitoNosike No issues my boss.🙌

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@Luckeey__ @OtitoNosike You a**hole!!! 😭
At work scrolling quickly before I go back. See this and read just the first paragraph. Checks comments and see yours!
You didnt have to prick my conscience that hard!

[C @cyrusamanya]

You should have things you don't do, places you don't go to, substances you don't take, words you don't say

By all means, have Principles and Standards.

[Lukas Not Podolski @OtitoNosike]

I have always found the way some men lose their heads over infidelity to be, at least in part, a failure to understand the human condition. There is nothing pleasant about betrayal, yet there is also nothing about being loved that suddenly places a person beyond the reach of temptation, weakness or poor judgment.

The mistake, I believe, lies in the elevation. Many men place their partners on pedestals, imagining them incapable of the very flaws that make them human. Love encourages this illusion. It persuades people that the person before them is somehow different, somehow exempt from the impulses and contradictions that govern everyone else.

And when reality eventually collides with that illusion, they mourn the betrayal; much more than that, they mourn the image they had constructed. The shock from the act itself is devastating, yes, but the deadlier shock comes from the realization that the person they thought incapable of such a thing was, all along, simply human.

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@arnoldi254 @ChelseaFC In leagues of their own.

[KHAN'✨ @khanofkhans11_]

This is the best life hack 🧎‍♂️

[Sheetal @sheetalbytheway]

I love how men see a problem and can't walk away.

Yesterday I was with my cousin and our bike just stopped in the middle of the road.

Out of nowhere, one guy came to help. Tried everything… didn't start. Then another guy joined. Still nothing. Then a third one. Now all three are fully invested like it's their own bike… and we're just standing there getting embarrassed.

After a while they were like, "Don't worry, we'll drop you home safely with the bike." Before we could even process that, two more guys showed up.

Now FIVE men…all trying different things, discussing, kicking, checking, adjusting something… full teamwork mode. And somehow…they actually got it started.

Who says men don't help?
Because yesterday, five strangers stopped their day just to make sure two girls didn't get stuck on the road.

[𝕾𝖎𝖗 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘 @eagleseyeinc]

this is arguably one of the most dangerous ways to live as a man even if it looks strong on the surface.

i started working in mining straight out of school, remote sites, long rotations and harsh conditions and out there, weakness gets exposed fast, you carry your own weight, you fix your own gear, you eat what you cook, no one babysits you underground... that environment trains you to rely on yourself or get crushed, literally.

after a few years, that mindset followed me home. i paid my bills early, handled repairs, made my own food, kept my emotions locked up tight and independence became identity. if something broke, i fixed it. if something hurt, i buried it. i didn’t need anyone and i wore that like armor.

but here’s the part nobody tells you: when you build a life where no one is needed, you also build one where no one fits. relationships started feeling inefficient, emotional conversations felt unnecessary, vulnerability felt like handing someone a pickaxe and hoping they wouldn’t swing.

self sufficiency and independence is powerful, yes it makes you competent, steady and hard to shake but if your not careful as a man, it turns into emotional isolation disguised as strength... and unlearning that, learning to let someone stand beside you instead of always proving you can stand alone is harder than any shift underground.

[Riley @Ri_S_OB]

LeBron never did that

[INALEGWU @tchaloyi]

Yesterday I wrote about young boys growing up broken. It went viral. People blamed poverty. Some blamed bad governance. Others blamed parents. Everyone had a theory.

After thinking deeply, here's what I think we hardly want to admit:
We created the monster we're now afraid of.

Let me explain.

Twenty years ago, when a young boy said "I want to be a doctor," we clapped. When he said "I want to be an engineer," we hailed him. When he said "I want to work hard and build something," we called him intelligent.

Today nko? We now mock such a boy. "School na scam", "I dey spend doctor salary for one meal"....

Somewhere between then and now, we changed the definition of success. We stopped celebrating builders and started worshipping grabbers. "Na money be fine bobo"

A 24 year old software developer earning N200k monthly parks his 04 Corolla and walks into a restaurant. A 19 year old Yahoo boy drives up in a Benz.

Who gets the attention? Who do the girls rush to? Who do younger boys want to be like? Who do the staff give more attention to?
The Yahoo boy. Unless you've not been paying enough attention.

We're the ones who see a young man buy a car at 17 and instead of asking "how?", we ask "when will my own son blow?", "Boss cut soap", "I tap your grace".

We're the aunties and uncles who praise the fraudster's mother at church while ignoring the teacher's son who just graduated with first-class honours. "Na first class we go chop"

We're the girls who post "I don't date broke guys" and wonder why some boys are desperately chasing money by any means.

We're the parents who complain about our children's recklessness but never ask where the sudden money came from.

We rewarded the shortcuts. Now we're shocked that nobody wants to take the long road.

You want to know why these boys have no respect? Because we taught them that respect is bought, not earned.

Why do they pop pills? Because we never taught them how to handle pain without escaping it. Why are they reckless? Because we celebrated recklessness and called it "sharp guy."

The 15year old boy watching all this isn't stupid. He sees that the honest man struggles while the fraudster prospers. He sees that patience gets you mockery while overnight riches get you applause.

So he makes a choice. And we act surprised.

This is not about defending them. This is about accepting that we built the factory that's producing them.

Until we're ready to admit that, no amount of blame-shifting will change anything.

The problem is not out there. It's in here. In our values. In what we celebrate. In what we excuse. In what we normalise.

You can't raise a generation on fraud, greed, and shortcuts, then expect them to value integrity, patience, and hard work. It doesn't work like that.

You cannot water weeds and then wonder why no flowers grow.

INALEGWU.

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@mayor_swissnd @PeopleOfAbia Isingwu kwa? Nna Ole nke owu?

[Lukas Not Podolski @OtitoNosike]

I have realized that a lot of people are deeply uncomfortable with silence.

The other day I was seated with an elderly man, perhaps in his fifties, at a church function. We had just met and were waiting for others to join us, so there was no conversation to sustain, no familiarity to lean on. Just two people, side by side, in shared quiet.

But I noticed he kept twitching, shifting, searching for ways to initiate talk. There I was, uninterested, perfectly at ease in the stillness, yet it disturbed him greatly.

Eventually, he blurted out, almost anxiously, whether I had issues with speaking, because he felt he had been talking “to me” while my responses carried the unmistakable brevity of someone not interested in prolonging speech.

And it struck me that this is not limited to him. I have sat with many people who carry the same unease when everywhere is silent. It is as though they cannot function properly unless their mouths are moving, as though speech is proof of existence.

For someone like me, who prefers the clarity of silence over the emptiness of needless words, I have always found that trait rather strange.

Silence, since I have known it intimately, does not threaten. It reveals. And perhaps that is what unsettles many, that in silence, there is nothing to hide behind, nothing to perform with, nothing to distract from the naked confrontation with oneself.

[meestyreeous @meestyreeous]

@fizzy_xyz And likely Nigerian. Listen from minute 1:05 through 1:08. I could have sworn I heard " Hafa?" "Ehn?"

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@Mc_1Allister 😭