Finally finished it.
My first WebXR project. A virtual 3d nigerian art gallery using Threejs.
Now working on making it fully immersive even when the app is opened in a VR headset.
USA. Summer. It is 95 degrees outside, and I am shivering inside a sandwich shop.
I have discovered how Americans forge strong souls.
Outside, the sun is trying to kill everyone. Inside this small restaurant, it is winter. My breath does not fog, but it is thinking about it. A man near me is eating a cold sandwich while wearing a jacket. In summer. Indoors.
In Japan we would simply turn it down. Americans do not turn it down. And now I understand them better than they understand themselves.
This cold is not an accident. This cold is a gift.
The owner has built, inside his shop, a second season. He invites you in from the brutal heat and hands you the one thing the sun has denied you all day: a reason to be cold. To endure it is to be tempered. You walk in soft and sweating. You walk out sharp and clear, a slightly stronger person than you were.
So I did not complain. I removed my outer layer and offered it to the woman at the next table, who was hugging herself. She said, "Oh, no, I'm fine, thank you." She was not fine. Her lips were blue. But she, too, understood the training. She would not break first. I respected her deeply.
The owner asked if everything was okay.
"It is perfect," I said, through my teeth, which were chattering. "Thank you for the winter."
He said, "...I can turn the AC down if you want?"
I told him no. A man does not ask the mountain to be shorter.
I stayed two hours. I ordered a hot coffee to survive. Then a second one, to hold. By the end I could no longer feel my hands, but my spirit had never been clearer.
So now, on the hottest days, I seek out the coldest rooms. I sit. I shiver. I sharpen.
And when I finally step back out into the summer heat, and it wraps around me like a warm bath, I feel it.
Reborn.
A man who has survived the winter, in August, indoors, for the price of a sandwich.
This is the most anime fight i have ever seen in a non-anime film, i love that she could have killed him but decided to recognise his bravery and draw her dagger as well
The first customer to make a purchase from the New NeoStore e-commerce website paid for a Hisense 75-inch TV and a Hisense 2HP inverter Standing AC but then as our first customer on the new site, we had to upgrade the TV to a more expensive LG 75-inch TV at no extra cost to him.
That is our own little way of appreciating him as our first ever customer.
Delivery to his mum's doorstep at Ughelli, Delta State is still 100% Free as usual and the package is enroute.๐คโณ๏ธ
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Delivery to any corner of Nigeria is 100% FREE.
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Techiesโฆ you need to see this ๐
I spent 3yrs building this project ๐ฅฒ but Iโm giving it out for free ๐ (Open Source)
A Jumia alternative ๐ซ โฆ but better.
This project actually forced me to learn coding the hard way ๐ญ It taught me both the technical side and the business side of how platforms like Jumia & Amazon really work ๐
A brand even offered me โฆ1M for this projectโฆ but I turned it down ๐คง
Because this isnโt just a product to meโฆ itโs legacy code ๐
Something that helped me grow and can help other developers grow too.
So you donโt have to stress yourself figuring everything out ๐ญ
From:
โข Admin dashboard
โข Sellers system
โข Customer flow
โข Logistics integration
โข Payments
โข Authentication
โข Order management
โฆeverything has already been implemented ๐ฅ
Youโll find the project repo here pls drop a star ๐๐ซถ โ https://t.co/tBdNUWBRwm
I was going to build two websites for a multimillionaire. I am sure his business was making around 50 million a month.
I sent an invoice of 1.8 million, but his assistant reduced it to 800k, saying Oga wouldnโt pay.
When the invoice reached him, he called me personally and asked me to lower it to 600k, saying it was too high. I stood my ground, and we agreed on 400k for just one of the sites.
On the day we launched the site, I joined their team celebration dinner. It lasted less than two hours, and the restaurant bill was 420k.
He literally paid for a one-night dinner that cost more than what he paid me for three weeks of work
When we wanted to buy a domain, the one he liked was $80, he paid for two years upfront, that's over 200k
I realized he wasnโt concerned about the money; His goal was to keep me small.
I'll also say this as someone who grew up on the nice side of the barbed wire fences and high gates in the very nice part of town where the Nigerian 0.1% live - learn to touch grass and worry about yourself because rich people really do not care about you. Like, at all.
The Nigerian rich don't even like each other. They barely tolerate one another and make practical alliances to preserve wealth and influence. And now that the economy is too small to support all the children of the Nigerian 0.1%, nearly everyone I grew up with in the nice, leafy part of town now lives in Toronto or London or wherever. You, Mr N250k/month Union Bank contract staff are not part of rich people's thinking at all.
At. All.
The rich have no plans for you. They have no plans to create opportunities for you. They have no plans to fix the things they broke on their way to building that N1bn townhouse in Parkview Estate. They have no plans to contribute towards making society better. If Satan came from Hell with a tail and horns growing out of his head and he ran for political office, the rich would all go make deals with him - because in the world of the rich, the only thing that matters is their own interests, and making sure that they never, EVER have to live like you or next to you.
So all this simping and vicarious fawning over wealth and fame that you people do everyday is the most redundant thing in the world - the rich have no intention of expanding their circle to let you in, and they have no intention of enabling the conditions for you to create your own independent circle of wealth. The only thing the rich need from you is to be poor and obedient, so that your labour can be cheap, plentiful and replaceable.
Statistically as a Nigerian, you will NEVER be rich or close to it. You will NEVER live in Maitama. 99.99% of Nigerians who have existed since 1960 have prayed and fantasised about becoming rich, and 99.99% of those prayers and fantasies never came true. That's just math. You will never be a rich and famous celebrity. You will never be a successful content creator. You will never make millions shilling crypto, trading Forex, sports betting, or whatever the fuck is the latest quick wealth fantasy in town. It's just not going to happen.
That being the case, a much more constructive use of your time would be to fight for the material elevation of what you actually have, where you actually have it. Instead of daydreaming about the N300m house in Lekki that 3 generations of your family cannot buy, get involved in a local effort to give your own immediate neighbourhood a facelift, or a political campaign to pressure the state to build high quality social housing.
If you hate being harassed without consequence online, instead of vicariously enjoying how a celebrity has used their wealth and influence to jail someone for making a horrid tweet, fight for a judiciary and legal system that is transparent and accessible to all, so that a singer living in the UK on a global talent visa doesn't get to have more access to your Nigerian justice system than you who lives in Nigeria 24/7.
Instead of building your mental architecture around the false idea of being a "temporarily embarrassed millionaire" who will someday take your rightful place on Banana Island, touch grass tonight and accept that it will never happen, and what you need to do instead is fight for where you are to become a better, more liveable place that you no longer wish to escape from. Stop cosplaying as rich folk. Stop cooing and fawning over rich folk. Stop daydreaming about someday "blowing up" and buying a house next to Burna Boy. Rich people have no intention of sharing their world with you. Free yourself from the tyranny of living vicariously through people who don't care that you exist.
Them no really send any part of your papa at all.
Love is only for the fierce and the brave, and so it is for this reason it is forbidden to the cowardly. For them, there's only compromise, strategy, and war. And they may confuse the intimacy of their war games for love, but it is not, for love is pure, and this is not.