#Nigerian

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  • 7signxx 8w

    You are my
    'Once upon a time'...
    ©7signxx

  • dosbambi 16w

    Happy Independence Nigeria!

    I'm ever proud of being a Nigerian������

    #dosbambiwrites #dosbambiinspires #nigerianwriter #nigerianpoet #nigerian #nigerianindependence #nigeriansituation #nigerianyouths

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    Dear fellow Nigerians,
    might seem as tho this country is
    not worthy of any celebration,
    our problems are far too numerous
    for any celebration to make sense.
    True! It all look gloomy,
    no light seems to be on the horizon.
    Still, we must be our own light,
    and give everything needed to shine it.
    Everything is available for us to ignite our light,
    God has blessed us tremendously,
    all that remain is our fight, our fight for this light.

    Dear fellow Nigerian believers,
    might seem as tho
    God has decided to pay a deaf ear
    to all our day and night prayers
    but remember the effectual fervent prayers
    of the righteous availeth much,
    it is impossible for God to deny His people their requests
    So don't give up, strengthen every feeble legs.

    Dear Nigerians,
    Happy Independence
    ...notwithstanding, our future is bright!
    ©dosbambi

  • madinah_writes 19w

    Your beauty is irresistible poem.
    Your glorious flow is joy, overwhelm.
    Oh, rivers of our land!

    Your clean view I get from every stand.
    Florishing mankind with foods and fruits.
    Only those that withness this would tell the truths.
    Oh, rivers of our land!

    On your palms, you've nurtured our crops and culture,
    Only few could understand the wishes you've kept for the future.
    How much you've contributed to nature and history.
    I would tell my people this story.
    ©madinah_writes

  • madinah_writes 21w

    For I Am A Black Woman

    In the click of my heels,
    The brush of my eyelids,
    The leather of my naturally tanned skin,
    Is me, for I am a black woman.

    In the wing of my arms,
    The glow of my eyes,
    The power of my tongue,
    The words of my mouth,
    Is me, for I am a black woman.

    In the flourish of my hair,
    The maps on my palm,
    The curves if my body.
    The magic in my name
    Is me, for I am a black woman.

    © Madinah_Writes

  • madinah_writes 27w

    I Am...

    I am
    The dimpled cheek, black girl.
    With three tribal marks standing on my chest
    Two-handed braids interwoven through my kinky hair.
    Poetry on empty paper,
    The shy nerd in class.

    I am
    The devoted Muslim girl.
    Never missed my daily salat.
    Offering ta'ajjud from dusk till dawn,
    Till my mother wakes me for morning choirs.

    I am
    The Yoruba girl, born in an Hausa land.
    Lost on what to speak,
    I find only English Language.
    Even though I'm expected to speak Arabic Language.
    I find knowledge anywhere my eyes touches,
    And wisdom where my mind reaches.
    I say it, how my tongue twists it.

    I am
    The virgin haired girl,
    The reserved one.
    A wallflower everyone at college is pointing at.
    Ancient-mama, bookworm.
    Are you married? Why are you so fat?
    She's just a village girl,
    Claiming to be born and raised in Abuja.
    I walk away in silence.
    Thinking of where I actually belong.
    If, I actually belong.

    I am
    The loner, the narcissist, an egoist
    The tagged for being so different.
    Crazy, dull, Olodo!
    I would hear my classmates call me.
    Obese, food-monger, Orobo!
    I would hear my family call me.
    Is it so bad to be differently modest?
    When my quietness is mistaken for sluggishness.
    When my solitary is mistaken for stupidity.
    I think and wonder...
    Where do I find myself in all of these?
    When home is no longer home,
    And the society is no longer welcoming.
    Because of my size and colour and languge and dressing.
    Because of my unwillingness to change my culture for yours,
    Or myself for you.
    I thought we once said.. culture is life?

    When culture have changed over with time. I can no longer wear my wrapper to class.
    When black tradition is bleached with today's civilization.
    When culure is killed in the name of today's fashion, science and technology.
    I can no longer use my local beads,
    The ones I once cherished.
    How can I fit into a society that changes over time?
    How can I the human's mind that is insatiable.
    Lost in all these thoughts,
    That hunts me down like memories of yesterday.
    I realize... I just have to be myself,
    And nurture my heart to what I want and what I know how to do best.
    ©madinah_writes

  • magicalphony 35w

    Who am I to complain, I'm doing fine in my company.
    Free to enjoy the sound of clinking bottles and the nose itching spices wafting from the kitchen.
    To enjoy the humor of grown men who's tongues have been set loose by the golden liquid.
    The white, foamy mustache, temporal but satisfying to its wearer.
    Who am I to complain about the loud ovation to the pig skin kickers,
    Loud shots, high fives and chants of "You will never walk alone"
    Its a sight to behold, enthusiasm to a game than life itself.

    Who can ever forget the over painted blue hued matron, hovering over her large bosom,
    Flappy arms to the rhythm of the simmering pepper soup,
    Her hair and clothes a permanent perfume of "oud d firewood",
    Flexing her large pipes to the shouts of commands;
    A mix of sweat and spice,
    Her purple waxed lips, a constant pout of stress and distaste.

    Who am I to complain?
    The young serving girls, adorned in hairs of pink, blue and whatnot
    Tight skirts and batting eyes
    An open invitation for you to stay some more,
    Feast your eyes and mouth, take a fantasy to your beds, come again and again till your imagination tires

    Who am I to complain?
    The hot spicy meat, the soup invigorating, scents clinging to everything it nears,
    Fire to your tongue and lips;
    Runny eyes and noses
    Urging you to drink of the cool lager

    Who am I to complain?
    The satisfaction and solitude in chaos of a parlor.

    #beerparlor #barantics #peppersoupparlor #Nigerian writer

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    Satisfaction In Chaos..

    ©magicalphony

  • magicalphony 37w

    Scenes behind the lids

    Under the eyes of a million stars, I dwell in the pool of delight.
    The longing in your eyes.
    The perfume of lust, suffocating yet a welcome hunger.

    Sweaty skin, satisfying moans, furrowed brows, rhythmic thrusts; over the edge like a roaring lion.

    Once... Twice... I blink; just a figment of my imagination.
    Bang to my brain.
    ©magicalphony

  • magicalphony 37w

    Cold Dish

    My ragged clothes,
    The garment of your endless love.
    Made up beautifully with the hues of your fists;
    The voice of our union my silence.

    Your cup fills, drop by drop;
    Slowly but surely,
    Gay and light I serve you with justice;
    My justice.
    My revenge.
    My delight to see you writh and roll in your demon blood;
    To watch you with a smile till your eyes go white.
    My satisfaction.
    My choice
    My cold dish.
    ©magicalphony

  • shogazi 48w

    The Entirety of Everything

    Guys have you ever just been there intoxicated or drunk and you start to think about...oh well, everything
    From material things, to religiousness, values, traits, growth
    Like the universe, knowledge and fucking improvement
    Like does curiosity choke you like it does me ?
    Philosophies are blown around casually these days
    And there's a correct argument stand point for everything
    Like alright I'm not about to dive deep but if you check it, there's actually no theory now that's honestly 100 percent right or wrong
    Like OMG, guys how do we convey true emotions
    Via words ? Text ?
    Have you not ever been driven to tears by a movie or a song ?
    Like how do you explain this ?
    Have you not struggled with explaining a feeling ?
    I am utterly convinced that all the world has to offer is the physical thinking about many a things like this that are not physical but still affect our own existence
    Like the fuck!!
    ain't it crazy ? The way a particular chord that has been hit by a particular person in a particular combination of notes can resonate with a person and be far more important and peace giving than essays ?
    Or that, people could actually have hours long conversations and end up with just memories of a person's lips or how a person smelt ?
    And you really think all this is physical and what ? chemical or biological ? Well I don't know
    But what I do know is there's a huge more things and emotions for us to discover
    Like
    Just recently we started to admit that rain has a particular smell, guys ain't it obvious, the whole thing we call the observable universe is far more than we can ever comprehend
    And for some people that's scary, it was for me for a while
    But if you check the beauty of it all
    OMG
    You could realize that, just the ordinary sound of raindrops on rooftops could be worth more than a million dollars to some other people in different situations
    Or the fact that a soldier returning from war and his wife rushing to hug him would actually play in slow motion right before your eyes if you was caught in the moment
    Like howwwwww ?!
    Why would I feel hurt and then apparently feelings that ain't physical would actually cause my throat to hurt or my stomach to cringe...these are physical pains yo
    Oh
    And now there's religion to further complicate or simplify the whole existence thing depending on your own person point of view lmao
    Like why do we drink alcohol
    And feel the way we feel you know, I don't mean Drunk I mean
    We have the courage to be our true selves
    Like when I'm drunk I think to myself
    Omg this is the real me, I wish I could be tipsy everytime so I don't have to fake to everyone
    But when I get sober the next morning I'm like oh
    I was just drunk, so my people don't think I'm weird
    Lol, the grip society and the government has on us all SMH
    Why is it that I feel like I conquered a lot of levels to life, but like anytime I get to a new level
    There's always a harder one
    Like the universe keeps expanding ?
    Oh okay so what ? What does that have to do with heaven or hell ?
    A lot of people believe in conspiracy theories do you know why ? Cuz they fucking need something to believe in that's why
    I mean
    Yassss the Bermuda triangle is hell, just cuz a couple planes disappeared around it's coordinates, yea sign me up mate
    Hell is in the middle of the fucking ocean lol
    What's real ?
    What's fake ?
    What's original ?
    Like even we ourselves don't know, I mean we are only just mere creations afterall
    But who created our creator ? Ayt fine I wouldn't get into that, cuz I have my own answer, but thing is you probably have yours or you don't but somehow your whole take on the issue isn't concrete cuz you can't prove it to yourself hahaha
    Time travel ?
    Aliens ?
    God ?
    Dimensions and all those other stuff
    Who can confirm those ?
    Yes no one
    And now there's even people that apparently died and came back hahahaha
    Some people think our life/history/future is just God or the almighty being trying to amuse himself and honestly will you just straight up varnish this option ?
    I mean, where did we come from ?
    No definite answer
    Where are we going ?
    Also no definite answer
    What are we doing here ? Earth I mean ?
    That also still up for arguments
    Hahaha
    To me I think everyone has an entitlement to their own belief honestly
    Now here is another scenario
    Why do we feel or idk is it just me, that feels more spiritual, I mean idk maybe not spiritual but feel more connected to something when we're intoxicated
    Like bare with me, you drink alcohol and here I am spitting all these ideas in some sort of fucked up arranged order for Humans to comprehend
    I mean, most of influencial people smoked pot would also probably erupt in an argument but heyyy haha
    As a creative, I'm very sure i can relate to me and say that genuine content comes easily when we're drunk or intoxicated
    So erm what's the explanation to that too ?
    Are we more in tune with our like inner man or subconscious or what when we get intoxicated ?
    Like do we go into some sort of trance and unlock something like hey I honestly don't know
    Like I'm telling you I actually think deep about a lot of conspiracy theories it's crazy
    For example
    What if God smoked cannabis ?
    Wait
    What if God just made us for amusement ?
    Doesn't that mean we're getting boring already ? I mean 2000 years is a lot hahaha
    Like oh mehnnnn multiverses ?
    If they existed ? Does science still take the credit ? Or religion ? Haha OMG
    How about atheist ?
    Condemned to hell ?
    Like think with me for a moment, like what if they're right ? Yoooo my biggest weapon and weakness at the same time is probably open-mindedness cuz eishhh
    Someone comes along and says something and then you pretend not to listen but it still gets to you like damnnnn
    Mindsets, point of views, perspectives omg all these things differ from person to person
    Okay we talking bout everything right ?
    Give an explanation to the ties between the Catholic Church and the Illuminati hahahaha
    Like OMG mehn guys the way my mind wonders you'd be surprised
    If dragons never existed how come we talk about them today ? Like who started that fake story lol
    I mean dinosaurs died out right ? Archeology says that
    The Bible talks about 3 headed or 7 headed monsters
    Haa, wait…and we're somehow supposed to believe all these things ?
    Ignorance is bliss right ? I'm actually very fervently starting to believe this, cuz guys I tell you..the more you don't know, the more it's good for you
    But hear me out on this too, and if you smart enough hopefully it blows your mind
    The more you don't know it's actually peaceful cuz you don't get to question anything hence, no arguments or anything of the sort
    But just imagine people like me, the more you don't know...the more you want to know and you just keep finding out weird stuff which is cool until you try to explain it to the average human and you sound crazy AF
    You know what I'd leave it to you guys
    Explain anger to me, why is it that when we get mad we get all red and feel the blood pumping faster ? And teeth clench ?
    Why is it that when we free and comfortable everything seems ticklish ? Lmao
    We feel feelings physically yoooOo, how ?!!! Anyone wanna explain that ?!
    And family ? The bond ? Guys I feel like I've already said much already lol
    From science, to astrology to archeology to spirituality to education a little to everything lol
    I hope everyone takes something away from this tho
    Lol
    Cuz I just summarized the entire everything both physical and the beyond

    ©shogazi

  • thirdd 49w

    Same Old tune

    Is it really going to be okay or are you just singing the same old tune?
    Are you sure you are alright or are you close to meeting your doom?
    "I'm fine" she says cause no one wants a whining friend
    "It's alright" he says cause it's now on repeat as a trend
    The voices are becoming louder
    The night becomes a stranger
    Hiding in the darkness to help numb the pain
    "If I'm quiet enough about it" no one will see that I'm insane
    Holding on to the song on repeat
    It seems like the only thing stopping me from crawling into this pit
    Same old song, Same old tune
    When will I awake to the light that sets me free from this ruin?
    ©thirdd

  • khemakol 52w

    G - Just Another Letter?

    G, one out of 25 letters of the alphabet
    The christians say it stands for God and Grace
    The doctor would say it signifies gender
    The gender you already know
    A precious stone many would kill for
    An Angel we pray to
    The instrument of music perhaps
    The same one Vanessa had indoor lessons for
    Only to have Georgette a few months later
    Or it is something the security guy guards?
    A metallic object that offers you two choices,
    Your money or your life?
    Could it be the spoken words that people find confusing
    The dress the ladies wear to become David
    Or the doctor pregnant women go to
    Maybe it's the food that rises to the occasion upon the additional of water
    One letter different meanings.

    But what does it mean to the youth
    The terminus of 4 years right? Graduate
    The course code in the first year, GST
    An electromagnetic wave, Gamma
    The father of modern Physics, Galileo
    An end product for engines, Gasoline
    The spot in women some guys spend 10 mins to find,
    So they take a drink to increase duration by infinity, Gin
    Goal, if you love football
    The Arsenal nickname, Gunner
    Probably a street in Benin, Gapiona
    Ganja, if they refer to you as 'Your Highness'
    Gra-gra if you are stubborn
    Gift, the girl who responds to her name
    Maybe the disease the groupie gave you
    So much attached to one letter.

    G is simply inexhaustible
    But what does G mean to a Nigerian youth?
    It certainly isn't groom for the male
    Or goblet for the fiancee
    I'll tell you what it is.

    It's the Mercedes Benz brand,
    It's the Gucci watch
    Givenchy specs
    The fastest way to gain affluence
    Note, I didn't say influence
    It's the way to questionable riches
    The kind that spawns from value disorientation
    G for Yahoo
    But G isn't a letter in the word
    It's not even in 'cyber crime'
    So why does G refer to internet fraud?
    G still isn't in the advance format, rituals
    Neither is it in laptop
    I know, it's generator
    Definitely not!


    What's the G in 419?
    What's the G in street, press or boy?
    If you have the answer, let me know...
    ©khemakol

  • 7signs 60w

    Love is laughter,
    Love is tears,
    Love is happiness,
    Love is sadness,
    And love is everything found in between them.


    ©7signxx

  • olamijibanks 65w

    Journey of a million years

    If I could do one thing.
    I would like to time travel.
    I would like to go back to the period where countries were few and civilization was rare.
    I would like to hear stories under the moonlight and understand culture,deeply.
    I would like to see a world where everyone simply existed in their own world.
    The Whites were Whites, the Red indies were Red indies, the Africans were Africans.
    No segregation, everyone simply existed.
    I would like to see a world that didn't involve in slave trade.
    A world where Africans weren't taken from their countries as slaves to other countries.
    A world where origins haven't been lost.
    I would love to have gone back a million year.
    ©olamijibanks

  • mr_realitygram 65w



    ...... to the oppressive regime
    just give me freedom before the swordman beckon.
    give me freedom ; tired of the endless fight.
    #rr

  • lola_writes 67w

    No apologies

    Why do you hate me?
    If it is because of my skin colour?
    I got no apologies to offer you
    Because my skin
    Tells a story of who I am
    It says a lot about my ancestors
    It's my history
    So tell me why should I apologise for my dark skin?

    Why do you despise me?
    If it is because of my tribe
    Then I have nothing to apologise for
    Because my tribe is the reason for my undying spirit
    The reason for my never tired bones
    So why should I apologise for being a descendant of Oduduwa?

    Why do I irritate you?
    If it is because I am a woman
    Then I can't feel guilty for that
    After all the person who went through the pain of bringing me to this world is a woman
    My XX chromosome is the reason for my compassionate heart
    So why should I apologise?

    Why do you want me dead?
    If it is because I am a Muslim
    Then feel free to behead me
    Because I have no apologies to offer for the light that shines ever brightly in my eyes
    I have no apologies to offer for the fire that burns in my soul
    I have no apologies to offer for the peace that envelopes my mind

    I am telling you
    I won't apologise for the attributes that define me
    I won't apologise for who I am
    I got no apologies to offer for the way God created me
    ©lola_writes

  • localboy27 71w

    Free !I just want to be free

    I try running away from this bondage
    But I am blocked like a lion tamed by a lion tamer
    I have no clue where I want to go
    All I want to do is to be free from this shackles
    In Which I have become a prey who seeks refuge
    Scared of being devoured by this monster
    Who threatens to take my last breath
    I just want to be free from this chains that hold me stucked
    ©ghost27

  • 7signs 76w

    She's like the sun,
    she can spend years alone and strong.
    But when she meets the moon,
    It's such a beautiful scene.
    And she's like the sun,
    Beautiful and free.
    Even when the moon leaves,
    She can spend years alone and strong.
    She's like the sun.
    Be careful how you treat her.
    She can be cool, she can also be blazing.
    For she's like the sun.

  • shogazi 79w

    WEIRDO MOTHERFUCKER

    I crave out of body experiences
    I wanna be in sync with all the universes
    I'm trynna chat with the devil and God
    I want to be weird
    Nobody understands me so I'm trynna confuse the people that think they do
    I hate Myself the most but I don't love anymore more than me
    You don't want to be in my mind trust me
    Foreign languages that I don't understand calm me
    I love Latin
    I want anima vestra
    Looking at clouds for too long make me feel weirdly excited
    The thought of me not being human floods my mind
    Imagine being an invincible spirit, just observing all the things that happen on earth, I think that's the best cruize a something can catch in life HAHAHAHA
    I love putting myself in situations that scare me, probably cuz of the adrenaline
    I think everyone around me is dumb
    But at the same time I think I'm not smart enough
    I don't fear death weirdly
    I think I'd love to die, see what's on the other side and then come back without revealing the secrets
    I want to have a demon friend
    I also want to have an angel friend
    I love floating
    Either in water or in gas
    I am that I am
    Which means I am God actually for those of you that don't understand
    Imagine Satan won the amageddon
    What if Eve wasn't such a bitch ? What if she didn't give Adam the apple ?
    I'm too smart for my age
    But again I am the dumbest foolish motherfucker you can find
    I feel things
    I want to be everything
    Imagine what's going on in Pluto, must be quite lonely
    Oh you fear blasphemy ?
    But you forget that God himself gave us this mind to think of whatever we think of
    Do you think angels and demons are just players in a game ?
    Imagine a conversation between Gabriel and baphomet
    Why do I think of these kind of things ?
    Why do creatives get more creative when they are intoxicated ?
    Ignorance is actually bliss when you think about it, but curiosity is like a hungry monster forcing me to crave more
    Piano cords make me imagine myself in space
    I'm not scared of xvjudthbd why ?
    And at the same time I like life, I enjoy it so much
    Why do people cry when they are happy ?
    God and Lucifer should just probably make peace with eachother and let us live in harmony
    But who will advice them ? Nobody !
    Define insomnia
    Like my natural body needs to sleep, but I can't cuz my mind won't let me wow
    Aethiest actually exist ? Saying there ain't no God
    So I mean like how do you explain solid objects falling from the sky in the form of small balls ? I'm talking about hailstorms WTF HAHAHA
    How do words hurt ? Like explain the chemistry of it.
    Anger ?
    Pain ?
    Suffering ?
    Happiness ?
    Feelings ?
    How do you explain all of that ?
    Ohhhhhh I almost forgot
    And dreams ?
    Like HAHAHAHA OMG
    Infact, why do I laugh when I'm angry or confused ?
    Actually why do I laugh all the time ? Hahaha
    I've had situations where dreams serve as warnings
    I'm 100% sure that spirits exist
    On to the next. why do evil people live their best life while good people suffer
    Anyways I'm getting in my feelings, let me continue talking about weird things lol
    Why do people listen to sad music when they are already sad ? Like why won't you listen to jiggy shit to boost your mood ?
    BDSM is weird. Do you guys think God fuck with that ?
    Incest was permitted in the olden days guys WTF!!!
    You reading this right now, let me not scare you much but tomorrow might actually be your last day on earth, and you still not trynna do what makes you happy ? Hahahaha I won't preach to you!
    Scary things excite me lol

    I want to be Vincit qui se vincit
    Astra inclinant, sed non obligant
    I want to be the Aqua vitae
    Mater semper certa est
    Acta deos numquam mortalia fallunt
    Te futueo et caballum tuum…. LMFAO

    quis ego non habeat fiduciam

    I am scared of Catholic Churches no offense, everything is weird with them
    Why do they worship the pope like he is some god, do y'all know how many consipacy theories surround the Vatican ?
    I mean it's only Catholic Churches that are portrayed in horror movies for exorcisms and shit lmao
    Yesterday I thought I was too open minded
    But is there anything as "too" open minded ?
    Anyways I'll leave y'all now, if not my mind will keep suggesting things
    Bye LOL

    Oh shit, someone tell Lilith I don't want Adam to catch us fucking !!
    PS: this ain't even half of the shit that goes on in my head on a daily
    ©shogazi

  • 7signs 80w

    When they need blood transfusion to stay alive,
    they don't ask if the blood belongs to a white or a black person,
    a Christian or a Muslim,
    an African or American.


    7signxx

  • shogazi 84w

    Who is a creative ?
    A creative is someone that births something out of nothing
    Guys a creative is one of the most Disturbed motherfuckers on the planet.
    Hear me out please.
    A creative suffers. and trust me I write this sobbing.
    A creative is someone that struggles to find the mood to create, be it art, dance, painting, singing, composing, drawing or writing, we all go through the same struggle.
    But you know what is the issue here ?
    I'll tell you
    You think a creative suffers ? Okay let me welcome you to the life of an intellectual creative, and I'm not talking a creative that's brilliant or got A's in schools
    I'm talking about that curious creative, that's also in search of knowledge.
    Guys the hurt is much
    Like you start learning in order to improve your craft, or yourself in general, and you get to realize that, the more you become informed about the world, the sadder it becomes
    Like bloody hell, this place Is really a shitty place to be
    I mean
    Ask anyone who knows a bunch about history, psychology and human behavior or let's even say something as simple as societal norms, like geez guys I'm not trying to blow my Trumpet here, like I am actually really dumb if you compare my knowledge to all the knowledge in the world, that's already enough to torture me
    And now combine that curiosity or "local knowledge" so to speak with creativity and you just have a mess
    Like OMG
    We're basically mad to these other "normal" humans
    Like we try to create something iconic and then our brain tells us
    Hey what you doing ?
    This is too conventional
    You have to dig deeper, wheeew
    And so we dig
    Deeper and deeper into our souls searching for unconventional and notably new approaches to theories or stories that aren't even born yet, just so we achieve that unique and perfect blend
    Omg
    Perfection is our greatest enemy
    And starting a project is the accomplice of perfection
    Cuz these two will make you never come up with something.
    We try to create, but our mind just wonders
    Like please, what is happening
    I'm really trying to gather my thoughts, but they're just all over the place like WTF
    It hurts so much I want to cry
    Okay and now looking at the interlectual aspect of it all
    Like
    Okay, we were once curious, and are still are
    So we learnt and are still learning any and everything about the universe
    But
    Why is it that the more we know, the more depressing it becomes
    Like eish
    The meaning of life is literally the quest to finding the meaning of life, or it's just whatever you are most comfortable with, and you have to understand that this is on an individual basis, and we're like what ? 7 billion individuals on this planet ? I mean
    Life itself as a whole is crazy
    The 1% rule keeps fucking is up
    Which kinda roughly explains that, it's only the 1% of 100 that will actually achieve anything worthwhile. And here is our demise, we strive to be that 1% ever always, straining for perfection in everything we do not knowing that, perfection is the sole killer of starting anything worthwhile
    Which leads us to a loop because, creativity don't work like that, to create, you don't need anxiety, you need a free mind
    And I swear, a free mind is like the worse sort of addiction
    Like once you're "woke" to the "scam" of reality thanks to intellectuallity, you definitely want to do the opposite because that's what makes you stand out, and that's the major truth
    Like for example obviously, once the normal brain comprehends something as simple as the fact that the mainstream educational system is designed to refrain major and I mean major life tips from us, you will definitely not want to go to normal school anymore hence a conflict between self and society
    And knowledge itself is very tricky, especially when accompanied with curiosity, because you definitely want to know more
    More about what you know, more about what you don't know
    And more about everything
    Now that's the addiction, you start yarning to know the real stuff, and it hits you, but you still want to know more
    So much more that, people that are not on your self imposed mission won't grab, because they're following society
    But you ? Nahhh you a full on rebel now, because you know, and so because you are somewhat knowledgeable, you tend to act differently from society, you do "the real thing" and now others who are apparently society, see you doing something different and they label you "mad"
    Ahhh
    I mean, but in your mind you're a little bit excited because all the great heroes you've come to know were labelled mad
    Until, you gain more knowledge and even more knowledge
    Because a normal knowledgeable person always wants to know more
    So okay you know more. And you find out these secrets that are kinda freely speaking, debunks society, and now you're worried all over again in this never ending cycle/loop
    Because trust me, everyone says ignorance is bliss, even your average fool, but only the truely knowledgeable understand the struggle ☹️


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    The Struggles Of An Intellectual Creative

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