Your Zodiac Sign Does Not Affect Your Personality

Your zodiac sign is the constellation (on the zodiac) the sun was at the time of your birth.

The Zodiac Band

The zodiac is a band of constellations on the ecliptic.

The ecliptic is the linear path the sun takes across the sky.

Did you know the sun travels through 13 constellations every year? There are 13 zodiac signs: Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Ophiuchus, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces. However, astrology does not include Ophiuchus.

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What It Means to Clear out Mental Clutter and Simplify One’s Life

One quote from Shefali Tsabary, clinical psychologist and author of A Radical Awakening: Turn Pain into Power, Embrace Your Truth, Live Free (2021), goes like this: “When we empty our lives of clutter, noise, and distractions, prioritising our schedules around the creation of space, we open the way for vital experiences.”

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“Cleaning is not only a Saturday thing.”

Noise is “unpleasant sound”; however, it is not only auditory. It takes several forms in regards to all our senses. This I will explore in this post.

Clutter is a collection of things lying about in a messy state. Unlike noise according to the conventional definition, we easily perceive clutter through sight. Clutter, in my opinion, is visual noise.

“Unpleasant” is relative. One person’s noise could be another person’s music. One person’s mess could another person’s tidy.

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Time Is Moving Fast… NOT

December 2020 seems like six months ago to me. For another person, December 2020 might feel like two months have elapsed. This makes us say time is moving too fast.

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Well… Maybe, maybe not.

COVID-19 became a pandemic in the first quarter of 2020. Thinking of it right now, the lockdown was 21 months ago. Three months short of two years. (Let that marinate in your mind.) It appears to have been “few” months back.

This is where people who believe time is an illusion get to say, “Yas, we been knew time is a construct. It does not exist!” Maybe there is some truth to this. Maybe not. It’s left for you to decide on what works for you.

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Men and their Splaining Ways: The Thing with Mansplaining

One of the many funny things I have experienced in my life is men explaining things I actually know, things I’m well-versed in, to me. And it gets interesting when they don’t even know shit about what they are saying. It’s the ridiculous foolishness for me. Gets me every damn time.

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Like, I can’t even can.

What Makes Sense Is Not Always Valid

We are different people, with different dreams, different desires, different … everything. There is no one shoe size that fits everyone. In understanding we are not the same, we make space for others to exude their “madness”. (“Madness” because what they choose to do does not make sense, but it is valid to them and their experience.)

Because we are different people, it is expected that different things would appeal to our logic.

There are several things I consider really dumb such as getting emotionally worked up over the outcome of 22 grown-ass men chasing after an inanimate object in a wide expanse of field. (Except you placed a bet on the football match and you’re scared of losing your money.) That this does not make sense to me does not invalidate everything about football and the sentiments attached to it.

Same way me choosing a weekend to binge-watch cartoons would not make sense to so many people.

To a large extent, Society determines what makes sense. Behaviour that does conform with consensus is considered crazy.

Occasionally, I catch myself wondering: “What does that make me if other people in a messed-up society validate my choices and consider me a conforming member of that society? Does that not make me messy in a way?”

As Rita Mae Brown put it, “The reward for conformity is that everyone likes you but yourself.” It is okay for people to invalidate your sensible life choices.

The point is this: indulge in the things that make you feel good about yourself if you are not harming anyone. It does not have to make sense to people. You are doing it for you. Your choices should make sense to you and you alone.

The Chill Zone, Because… Hush!

People’s insanity will not make us question our sanity. Yes, the world is messy, but you can find serenity and balance through it all… if you so wish.

Earth is ghetto!

You should see these people

It’s hard to believe

How they treat each-other

It’s hard to conceive

Aliah Sheffield didn’t lie.

The Intergalactic Confederation is possibly disgusted at this planet, and I’m still dazed that they have not destroyed us in a “cataclysmic event.” They’ll be like, “Ugh! Let’s just cancel this planet and start afresh like we did before. Instead of flooding them like before, we should cause an earthquake. All in support, say aye!”

You know, some people wake in the morning and choose violence. Wittingly or unwittingly. But we are not those people, because through all the madness around us, we will deliberately choose harmony and serenity. Sometime in January this year, I started this thing where I’d wake up and tell myself, “Today, I choose harmony.” In a weird way, the situations injecting disharmony in my life fell off.

Choosing harmony made me practice silence. I realised not everything demanded my “amazing” two cents. I could simply just shut the fuck up. I know silence in the face of oppression makes you complicit, but what do you do when talking is not working? You have an idea of how the world should be, but the world stays messy: watchu gon’ do? Remember Socrates? And Jesus? And Martin Luther King jr? World People killed them. Nowadays, they don’t physically kill you, per se: they drive you muy loco!

You can’t sweep the whole street; however, you can take care of your backyard and front lawn, and focus on the beauty inside your living space. The world will always be messy, even after you die. Yea, one day, you’ll not wake in your body. Tee-hee-hee! Depressing, I know, but it be what it be, Beloved.

Choose harmony; be intentional about it. You may be unable to create world order and peace, but you can maintain the order and peace in your life.

P.S. Still in January, I be like, “Just gon’ keep my thoughts to myself for six months, let me see what happens. No blog posts. No social media posts. Nada.” Ding-ding! Our cute rock kept spinning in space. Might as well write another post on this: “Elements of Silence”? “What Is Your Why for Talking”? I’ll figure an elegant title, eventually.

A Play: A Priest and Scientist Sit at a Bar

(I promise this play is nothing like the Theatre of the Absurd, a la Samuel Beckett’s “Waiting for Godot” (1952). I like to think this is less complicated. This play takes place in a cafe: La Monde. It is one scene about how a catholic priest and scientist can’t bring themselves to be on the same page. There are other characters who get a bit interested in their seemingly futile conversation. Please, read with an open mind. Very necessary.) Continue reading A Play: A Priest and Scientist Sit at a Bar

On Coping with Loss

(This post is an excerpt from my journal entry on June 10, 2019. I thought to share, because why not?)

When it comes to loss and grief, different people cope differently. We must find our own way(s) of coping via trial and error. And the manner of coping should not come from the ego’s desire to defend itself from pain. Ego defense devices are toxic, as they come from an illusion – the ego. Continue reading On Coping with Loss

[Short Story] Because of George.

November, 1990.

Agbor, Bendel State, Nigeria.

Nne Ndidi stared at the pulpit as the blond, bulky priest preached with his nasalized tenor. How his conscience allowed him to injure people with his ear-grating voice was beyond her. She was tired of him. How did anyone understand the spri-spri-spri he was rapidly spitting? If only a Nigerian who spoke Ika, or even central Igbo, could replace him!

She blinked her eyes, as though sending God a Morse Code for the priest’s immediate replacement. Continue reading [Short Story] Because of George.

Cherry-Picking Your Reality Is Possible!

(Before you commence reading this, I recommend you take relaxing breaths. Inhale for four seconds; hold for one second; gently exhale with your mouth for five seconds; hold for two seconds. As you exhale, allow your muscles to relax. Repeat this five times, or more if you desire. This would calm your mind. And try to forget the things you “know” as your mind engages with what you are about to read.) Continue reading Cherry-Picking Your Reality Is Possible!