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Chapter 3

Don't be Tribalistic!

Be Vibalistic!

What's Vibalistic

Simple

Do not engage with those that do not vibe with you.

Vibe with those who share your values.

There's vibalism in the digital tribe and community.

Some individuals won't vibe to your tribe because they are not your followers and don't share the same values as your community.

Just like tribalism exists, vibalism must exist in the digital space.

The difference is, tribalism is evil and wrong.

But you see vibalism...it is pure and necessary.

Else your tribe will be a chaotic one.

Cyberbulling and hatespeech amongst tribe loyalists and haters will run rampant in your tribe.

Don't mistake having an audience as having a tribe.

You can have a thousand friends yet score only 10 likes and 5 comments on your posts.

But equate that to a hundred followers and you will score a 1000 likes and more than a 100 comments.

How...

It's not magic.

It's tribe!

Your followers won't only like and comment but will share amongst their friends.

Their friends will also like, comment and share also.

They will always want to be involved in your business, for the right reasons.

Because they share your values and believe in your vision.

Ergo a large digital community every time you click and press post.

Everywhere you go, they go and everywhere they are, you are.

The true modern revolution is this...

Be everywhere with a click.

Remember, every click carries a lot of responsibility.

But not everyone deserves a space in your tribe.

Be Vibalistic but not tribalistic.

Vibalism is legal, tribalism is evil.

Learn to vibe with those who value and believe in your tribe.

Your audience won't defend you but your tribe will.

Take Titian's and lovers of BBN.

Lovers of BBN don't care if Tacha is cyberbullied, but a Titian will carry a gun, march into the street and die for their queen.

The end.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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