Solemn Souvenirs

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Hi. Welcome [back] to DeMeStified. Happy [belated] Eid.

Michael did a post a while ago about some of the weird things he does and I made the mistake of commenting. Now, he’s asked that I compile and post a similar list. Hopefully, you’ll see it soon. The next post, however, should be the start of a series featuring a few of my favourite contemporaries. Still piecing the central idea together.

I threw a #SpotTheDifference challenge a few days ago about a picture I took and had to retake [cover pic for Potential Independence]. I had forgotten to clean the scales on the tap before taking the initial shot. Interestingly, only three people cracked it – and that’s from all of facebook, twitter, whatsapp, bbm and God-knows-where-else. Some of the attempts just reminded me of our inherent tendency to complicate otherwise simple things.  It was a load of fun, though.

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Potential Independence

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Hi. Welcome back to #DeMeStified. Hope I don’t owe any apologies? Let’s get to it, then.

What a man can be, he must be” – Abraham Maslow

“Live long, live good. Above all else, live full” – Imisi

A few days ago, just as I started work on this post, the most tragic news came through. Scores of Nigerian students were murdered in their sleep by the usual ‘unidentified gunmen’. There was a #PresidentialMediaChat not long after but it failed to do the issue justice. It really makes one wonder. I just want to say my thoughts and prayers are with the families of the deceased. Nothing one knows to say can soothe the ache.

Some reports put the number at 44, some say 50; others says 78. We can’t be sure – but this one thing is certain: even 1 is too many. No parent should have to bury their children. It’s just not one of those things one should ever experience.

I remember being posted up north for service in 2010. I had no knowledge of the terrain – only the risks. Media reports made it clear that the farewell I bade my family could easily have been my last. But, it was a stage of my life when I was learning to give up control and make the most of life’s seeming randomness. So, against very dear advice, I packed and left. Continue reading

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I Don Port Oh!

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Hi. If you’ve been a long-time follower of #DeMeStified, then the timing of this post might excite [or worry] you. Two posts in as many weeks? Not sure we’ve had that here since 2011!

Every post over the past year has had to contain some form of [subtle] apology for the long preceding silence. Somehow, I get the feeling that’s about to change.

“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference” ~ Reinhold Niebuhr Continue reading

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Nothing Makes Sense

Hi. Trust you have been well since my last post. Thanx for being here again. I hope today’s post meets you well. You may find it’s my most incoherent yet, being largely reflective of the past few months. I’ve tried to keep it short – but it appears I failed again.
Today, we query the very essence of logic. We ask ourselves a few questions that may help us see things differently. We may never have the answers we seek – but asking alone is more than half the walk.
Before we get started, let’s just run through a few interesting things that have happened since the last post.
*I smashed the local record and came down with malaria four [4] times in 10 weeks.
*I tuned up on one of my many hobbies and started the #512iMagInG photography line. I’m thinking to open a new page on here and show you a few works.
*Remember the woman I met a while back? Well, she’s now [officially] “Ms bRinE” 😉 . She hates my pancakes – but warms up my world otherwise!
*Just when I was getting rather good at it, I resigned from my 9-6 [actually, 6-9]. There’s this thing they say about ovations, noise and bowing out. Not quite sure I remember how to phrase it.
All that said, let’s get to it.
“Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen” – A. Einstein
“What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning” – W. Heisenberg
People question the need to change a ‘winning’ team. We’re taught never to trade the known for the unknown – to persist with the assured. But, what guarantees do we have that’s not premised on the uncertainty of our next breath? If anything, time has taught us that is the illusion of comfort is the worst form of suicide. What if the logic we have come to know actually works in reverse? What if to be more, we must [first] be less? What if we find we’re all first-class entries? If we realized there was no generic standard for success, would we still be in the rat-race?

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Clumsy Feet

Hi, there. Happy May Day. Trust you’ve been keeping well since the last post. I’m tempted to apologize for how long it’s been – but you may find the repetition a bit insulting. So, I’ll apologize instead for what you’re about to read. It may turn out to be my most selfish post yet. Some other time, God give grace, I may write something for you – but this one is primarily for me. I need to hear it. And since no one (I know) is saying it, maybe it’s time I said it to myself.
“Efforts and courage are not enough without purpose and direction” – J. F. Kennedy
“The danger in norm and routine is that we may one day wake to find ourselves victors in the wrong arena” – Imisi
Today, I watched a kid try to walk. Eyes wide with desire, he tried and tried to string together meaningful steps. The best his attempts could produce was similar to an alcoholic’s victory dance. If he had only looked up, he would have seen the fear in my eyes. I worried his over-insistence would cost him the only tooth he had managed to grow.

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Shoulder Ride

Hi. I’m sure it’s a bit late to wish you a happy new year now. Well, I’ll say it all the same. Happy New Year. Trust it’s been great so far? Have to apologize (again) for how long it’s been since the last post. I’ve never had it as crazy as it’s been since the year turned.
A lot’s been happening. Stuff to make one reconsider what’s really important. I’ve had to constantly remind myself that, eventually, who we are aligns with what we do. That’s about all the conviction that keeps me away from the seemingly lucrative allure of negativity.
Before we get on to business, lemme just give you some gist from the time I’ve been away *winx*.
*Finally got tired of Nokia’s clowning about; got myself a (low-budget) droid. Colleague slammed it on the desk two days after; said he was ‘stress-testing’ it. He’s (the colleague) still alive, tho.
*Started my most audacious project yet. Sadly, can’t say too much about it now. Expect details once I cross the point where I’m most tempted to quit.
*I’m back in the choir. Now, I get to rue all the effort I put into ruining my voice.
*Haven’t cut any hair on my head. Trying to remind myself how quickly time flies.
*I met a woman *wide grin*. #NuffSaid
*Quit the soccer team – in spite of how much playing means to me.
I’m really hoping today’s post would be very short. Here goes …
If I have seen further than others, it is by standing upon the shoulders of giants” ~ Isaac Newton
A lady once walked in after a game, as I was cleaning out my soccer cleats. She was a little shocked that I hadn’t put it off for later – seeing how tired I obviously was. She finally caught her breath and asked ‘why’ after a few seconds. It was scarcely the time for long speech; so I kept the answer short. ‘Good point’, she said, tapping me on the back.

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LoopBack X

Hi. Thanks for being here again. Merry Christmas in arrears. Trust you had lots of fun, good company and food. Today, we talk about the invasion that is upon us.
“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning” – Albert Einstein
Somewhere in space, a commander is preparing to take over the earth. If media reports are anything to go by, he draws closer with every passing second. We have been warned; General 2013 is almost here. We don’t know what or whom he will bring in his entourage – but we know ourselves and the least we can do is prepare.
They say today is already gone; “may luck smile on us tomorrow”. I say damn aged luck. Even in youth, its arms were too weak. Let’s look upon yesterday to teach today the language of tomorrow. Maybe it can learn to say ‘we pledge allegiance’. Fine if luck joins us. If not, we won’t miss her.
Only problem: nobody really knows where yesterday lives. Bloody bodies, eternally constrained. Let’s leave the worthless things and journey with the mind. Let’s look back on the past year and see if there’s anything we’ve learnt that can lighten tomorrow’s unseen burdens. The real list is actually endless – but we can start with these.
Be happy
When you’re as involved in contact sports as I am, you’ll have a vague idea of what hurt means. But then, you’d also know that it’s not about the cuss-words or funny faces. It’s about how much you can achieve in spite of those hurts. A striker will forever pray to be fouled in the box – even if he’ll be too battered to take the resulting spot-kick. A boxer will pray the opponent hits at the floating arm so he can land a head-shot.

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