The Authorpreneur

I boarded a bus early in the morning, and took a seat at the back of the bus. I was gunning for the window seat but a smart looking beautiful young lady beat me to it. In no time the bus was filled up and the driver started the bus while the conductor immediately started collecting the bus fare. "Hi, I said with a smile to the girl sitting by the window seat, please you are stepping on me could you adjust your feet just a little bit?'' I asked politely and with a smile. "To where?" She asked rather rudely Her question shocked me. Seconds passed before I regained myself. "Any where other than my feet, madam." I responded with a tinge of sarcasm. She gave the loudest and longest sigh as she shifted her feet, even a python would have been impressed. "Was that really necessary, it's too early in the morning to be this toxic, I'm not even asking you to move your whole body, I'm simply saying move your foot away from my fe...

Imagine how many times you were woken up from sleep and pushed or dragged into the bathroom when you were a kid just so you can go to school. Imagine how many times you missed the bus and had to trek or jump buses to go to school. Imagine how many times you were flogged because you failed a test or assignment. Imagine how many times you fought in the playground or the street behind the school. Imagine how many times you cried for coming behind or failing a particular subject in school. Imagine the thrill you felt when the questions and topics you read came out in the test or exam. Imagine the excitement when you came top in class and became the envy and cynosure of all eyes. Imagine the uncle or aunt you admired, because of the special attention they gave you for being smarter than the others and being more knowledgeable in a particular subject. Imagine how proud you were as you stood by the door, desperately waiting for your dad and mum to come home so you can sho...

Not every communication is worth initiating and pursuing. Some people only deserve a response not a discussion. Don't give the privilege of a good discussion to a bad response person. Waste of intellection. The simplicity and emptiness of their conversation style, shows no effort was put into thinking and communicating. Such a person isn't worth more than one syllable word of your vocabulary, or five seconds of your time. They drain the life of your intellectual span. The best way to communicate with such people is not to communicate at all. They have nothing to offer you. Respond when necessary and move on. In essence, don't communicate with people who don't know how to have a proper conversation. I cannot be conversing with a yes, no and kk person in this 21st century This era where we have Art, Science, STEM, Technology, Space travel, Magic, Hollywood, Twitter, you just name it, to talk about!!! I will cut off from you. Most times the ...

It would be comical if it wasn't so pathetic. I watched a pastor lay on a teenager with boobs bigger than the watermelon these abokis sell for N150. He lay on his back on top of her as she also lay on her back in full view of the hypnotized church members. Using his back to rub her big breasts, I bet he didn't wanna lie face down, his erection would have certainly given him away. So after a few minutes of this ridiculous, yet humorous spectacle, which the crowd jeered and applauded like some junkies high on some drugs, he stood up and slowly, she stood up too dramatically as the entire family ran to them, hugging and worshipping him. This same pastor lifted a supposedly crippled woman up, carried her to a stack of plastic chairs and WHAM!!!! Smackdown! This was no movie, this was real and Nigerians jeered and screamed and shouted hallelujah as she was thrown flat on the sets of chairs, and yeah...she received her healing. I watched another video of a pastor ...

When I write, essence drops I drip when I release words, so I want to be hugged and massaged. It's fun when your worth is acknowledged, more than the likes, it's pure bliss when it's shared. Then you know value is being multiplied. Besides the accolades, the reward matters. Money and readership. These are the foundations on which my mentalrection are built and stands hard. I reach intellectual orgasm each time someone reads and makes a life changing decision because I wrote. It's unnerving and exhausting when you write and for most reasons it doesn't sink with the right audience. If it gets written and it doesn't get read, that ship didn't sail And ship must sail! Like clash of the Titians, the Gods needed to be worshipped and the humans were no match for the Gods, they knew they had to fight their creators and the only way they could level the playing or battle field was by not worshiping their creators. Writers are Gods. We c...