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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...

Your definition of serving God should not be anybody's expectations or experiences. Your idea of serving God should not be what anybody tells you. Your demonstration of Christianity should not be fueled by another's validation and orientation. Don't serve God to satisfy man! Serve him because you are at peace with your belief. Serve God for your purpose not another's validation. Don't strip your Christianity to clothe a false humanity. Nobody knows God more than Jesus, and I don't see Jesus walking around. I see men, women and children walking around with a divine price tag. And guess what!!! We all cost the same. Because the same price was paid for us all, the  same pint of blood was shed. When Jesus shed his blood, he didn't give two pints to pastors and five to Pope and reverend fathers. God distributed the blood of Jesus equally. So I see men, women and children walking around with the same amount of God's DNA in them....

Serial Ranter So once again, I decided to take the mini yellow bus to my place of work on a hot Monday morning. Sharply dressed in my corporate wear, looking all trim and prim, I joined the other passengers and queued up to wait for the next available bus. We were orderly and organized today, and besides it was convenient for me to use this bus today and not request for taxify or O'ride as I was wont to do. I just had to be economical since we have a president who is more interested in marrying a second wife than making life easier for Nigerians who didn't vote for him but were conned into accepting him. Even though I'm always of the opinion that we deserve the president we have because the average Nigerian reasons from their anus, we still deserve better. Even shit deserves a better package. The line was very long, but it was worth it. Those that were queuing didn't have two heads. Halfway through the journey, the conductor began his usual routine co...

She wore the Burqa that day, the long veil women who practised her religion wore with a blind sense of loyalty and obligation wore. Wearing her garment like a badge of honor. She walked with her shoulders high, her face cloaked with pride and unwavering strength in the face of adversity and condemnation. From her head to her toe, she was clad in black, yet her heart was more pure than most...The burqa bespoke art! Like a bride walking to meet her groom. No skin showed, her complexion was impossible to tell, even her shape to an extent. But her gracefulness leaked from the silhouetted frame that escaped when the wind blew a kiss towards her direction as it fingered her garment. It would have been beautiful if it wasn't measured from the standard of a biased and fanatical world. Never rushing, she edged on. Her steps, calculated like a last word. She was hidden from the world and to her, the world was to be seen behind a veil. What better way to see a world ...