Teenage Syndrome

The New Wine

For some years now, I have noticed that I have some level of affinity for teenagers especially the females, so strong is this desire/attraction that i find myself trying to relate with or even get close to them. Some of my friends call me R.Kelly...(  I guess you know what that implies) and others simply see me as an "Agbaya", sometimes I think about it, most times I wonder why situation is so but something clicked in my head this morning and i can't just stop thanking God for the wonderful revelation.


The Old Wine

I also have this very strong affection for the motherless, fatherless and the orphans of this world, I have always nursed the idea of being the father and mother for the almost countless number of special kids in orphanages and special homes and institution devoted to the care of children whose parents are deceased or otherwise unable to care for them due to their special natures. So great is my desire to be used by God to cater and care for this children that I have told my parents to be prepared for a full house filled with adopted grand kids, and I have almost resolved to living a single life if that will be the best way to be there for this special ones without being distracted.


The New Mix

It is reported that 93% of the children in special home and orphanages are products of teenage pregnancy, 80% of the disabilities and defects found on this kids are caused either by attempted abortion by the teenage mother(s), complications during pregnancy and birth from under-developed reproductive systems or injuries sustained/diseases contacted from points where they were abandoned (most times these special ones are abandoned on dumpsites, gutters or even in the bush).


I got the new mix this morning while I was on my way one morning to work in a special part of Lagos. My long long desire to be the father of many nations as ordained in the Abrahamic covenant by taking full charge and shouldering the responsibility of all special kids that comes my way and making them mine by bringing them into the big big vineyard the Lord as prepared for them through me, and my very new interest in the very young female juveniles. I’m still trying to define it, but you know what; I just moved it to God’s SFGTD BOX so I can concentrate on how God is taking me to Peak. It’s a narrow path but for me it’s Uzoamaka all the way. Link a Child is doing a wow! Job already by bringing people to the need of many orphanages, I am designed for the master plan, just be on the look-out.


Popping Da Mix

The new hunch I got is like a two-edged sword. It is about educating and re-vamping the mind of the present day teenager and youths by re-orientating and the re-actualization of their core values and giving them a new page to write on, instilling in their mind kingdom values that will redefine and re-establish them as the future of the world.


Secondly, giving the orphans, the weak and hopeless a new home, strength and hope by being the their new father, voltron and giving them the shoulders to lean on all in one package.


The Syndrome

The syndrome is defined as a collection of signs and symptoms that together form a condition with a known outcome, and which requires special treatment. And teenagers are adolescents, a juvenile between the onset of puberty and maturity. From this definition, a teenager is not a child between the ages of 13-19, but the stages between puberty until you attain maturity. Too many 40yrs old adolescent roaming the planes and face of this planet.

Northern Militia

Against sophistication using sophistication

Where strenght is required, it takes God to have it...no human strenght or wisdom can knock of the foolishness that stems from abject illiteracy compounded with religious fanatism in this Borno state birthed Boko Haram rage... if Borno state was represented and ruled by Alimodu Sheriff aka SAS/GAS for more than a decade.. an obvious fool that can hardly make a sane sentence even in his mother tongue.. then be sure foolishness will only begat senine fools... gaskiya

Boko Haram is already a thing of the past.. it's no longer a problem, it's just a system that needs to be extinct and will be wiped out soon enough.... Insha Allah. I fail to laugh when i see the Nigerian society make such big noisy fuss about the baseless phenomenon that is raging the north and probably intending to drift down south. I remember trying to explain to a colleague that the trend is a politically engineered movement that someone hidden is hoping to use as an instrument of power, control and a source of easy money... offcourse she disagreed but I hope she read the news about the drugified ex-governor GAS asking for Amnesty Programme for Boko Haram, i keep wondering on what basis if not for the money... hahaha!

I must laugh at this scenario, it's pretty interesting but in reality, it's just some crazy drunk trying to create a militant movement on the sandy creek and dry arid sea side of town. Boko Haram died with the then boss of the sect, what we have now is a nothern politician funded movement geared towards profiting. A system against the western education swing will never engage in it enough to study and build, detonate and deploy bombs strategically, some say it's a way to show how destructive the west is but na lie. Some pot-bellied goated chin alhaji's are sitted somewhere, employing and exploring the illiteracy of so many in recreating a sect that died already so that the money can be equally shared militant-to-boko-haram. Abeg I know for fact what the whole thingy is in this design but it won't be a success only if our able president is smart enough to  know the way things are and not dance to the tune of the deserts and savannah that as produced nothing beyond onions, and are bent on draining the nation of the richness produced in its alluvial plains, forest lakes and swamps.

I know that one day, the arid niger will be separated from the real area where productivity makes the round, but till then we will have to shoulder the burden of the north and wait patiently till we dump it deep in the desert where it belongs. I am a friend of Northern Nigeria, but am not happy with the trouble it breeds and problems it creates for the totality of Nigeria and the supremacy it clains to have when it's just onion they produce and dumb asses that knows little or nothing and are not ready to learn.

PS: The Content of this note is purely my perspective and not for reposting or publishing without my consent or permission

....::I am World's Greatest::...: Return From The Erotic Erratic

....::I am World's Greatest::...: Return From The Erotic Erratic: Prodigal I think it’s the right time to get angry and write something, yes am angry (gidi gan ni). What is wrong with me self? For c...

Return From The Erotic Erratic

Prodigal

I think it’s the right time to get angry and write something, yes am angry (gidi gan ni). What is wrong with me self? For close to five/six months now I haven’t posted a single word on my blog and here I am reading other peoples work and I go oh! Ha! This is nice etc... (Rubbish... use your own brain too).

My silence is not because I haven’t had a thing to write about, in fact “me I get plenty things to talk about”, plenty many things to write about, not after travelling half round the world in three months, meeting new people, making both friends and foes in the course and especially the Boko Haram setup in my office ( I think I should concentrate on writing about this Boko Haram girl self), where they can’t just stop exploding due to what Yoruba’s call “Ilara”, it’s been a blend of funny and nice for me and I can’t help getting lost in the pool of thought provoking events that has been happening around me every day.

BOKO HARAM (BH), yes let’s take it from there… her name starts from B and she grew up in KD very close to the BH headquarters (that’s the only logical explanation for her intermittent sporadic **intentional tautology** explosions). Her problem is inexplicable because she’s got direct access to the boss but still she’s jealous of everything that happens around her, even when you take a cup of coffee more than she’s done... (I wonderment). She did it up to the level of planting a spy in the office by bringing a cleaner to monitor things and finally got that one kicked out of the equation. To cut the short story long (because am still going to give more gist about her later), she didn’t report for work on Monday on the pretense of being sick but suddenly showed up in the office after a call from her spy, raked like Rakia for a colleague that did nothing wrong right in front of my *** some text missing*** the thing got to him and he suddenly realized. The explosion got her partial expulsion aka suspension.

Back to me now!

After all that has been happening to me in recent times, I have gone from a good kingdom focused dude, to a bad frustrated “pikin” (near-post NYSC in Jigawa) dude to the post eletoral violence that got me running, going with the wind, flowing with the sway and suddenly getting lost, but thank God I found me when I found “Doing wrong is like a joke to a fool, but wisdom is pleasure to a man of understanding. Proverbs 10:23” I wasn’t a fool so why should I do wrong, so I followed wisdom and I found pleasure in it (Still looking for a wife though ;) ).   

The awards and recognition, the job, fun, travels and work as taken me so bad that even Olusola Haleema Runsewe is feeling am far away (so sorry dearie, never stopped thinking about you). The sad part is that I made my pen that brought all this suffer the most and my blogging even more (sobbing). I miss my pen, I have misplaced most of my jotters and writing pads but now I found just one and for me, one is good enough… got my groove back and I know things can only get better from here.

My blogs and notes from now will be a blend of the past, the future and the present… I work with the spirit and I know that things can and will only get better from here. I miss me but now am back, so help me God. 

Amen!