Your Anatomy Is A Mystery That Nobody

My Search Is Always To Find Ways To Chronicle, To Share And To Document Stories About People, Just Everyday People. Stories That Offer Transformation, That Lean Into Transcendence, But That Are Never Sentimental, That Never Look Away From The Darkest Things About Us.

Sometimes We Say We Want An End To Hate Or Racism Or Sexism. But We All Participate In Keeping These Structures Alive. If Everyone Decided To Relinquish The Past What Would Happen To People Who Feel That There Hasn't Been Proper Atonement Made To Them? And What Happens To The Person Who Feels That The Constant Atonement Is Their Identity?

Nigerians Are Everywhere. There's An Old Joke, Particularly About The Ibos, That When You Finally Land On Mars, You're Going To Find A Nigerian There Who Has A Shop That Is Selling Coca-cola--who Took A Speculative Trip 20 Years Ago And Has Been Waiting For Everyone Else To Arrive.

Before You Speak, My Friend, Remember, A Spiritual Man Contain His Anger. Angry Words Are Like Slap In De Face.

You Know, You Can Steel Your Heart Against Any Kind Of Trouble, Any Kind Of Horror. But The Simple Act Of Kindness From A Complete Stranger Will Unstitch You.