Life is not just a game, according to Jordan Peterson, it is a set of games, and the rule is never sacrifice victory across a set of games for victory in a single game.
It’s simple. Our lives are made up of series of events, and while all these events and our responses to them define the kind of life we have, no single event is our life.
The important thing is, while we are doing everything we can to make each event as successful as possible in order to richly fortify our life as a whole, there are some times when victory in a single game would significantly alter our life negatively. And such an impact might be very hard to recover from.
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It was not the usual clang clang sound of two rusted iron tied together that always preceded Bruno, Mr Fagbem’s dog, that called my attention this one time. It was a snarling. The snarling of horror mixed with madness. It was the sound of being majorly pissed and at the same time scared shitless.
Bruno was a German Shepherd, notorious for he’s ferociousness with strangers and he’s playfulness with allies. But the allies were not necessarily people that Bruno saw frequently, they were people he trusted, people he chose. You could come to our compound every day and bring a sack of bones for Bruno each time and it still wouldn’t like you. And if Bruno didn’t like you, he wouldn’t touch your bribes. But not just that, if Bruno didn’t like you, you would not enjoy your stay in our house very much because Bruno would almost bark his head off. And once you come out, make sure your back was not turned to him at any time.
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Lately, I’ve been working hard on myself.
Since late last year, I developed the habit of pushing past my limits, both physically and mentally.
I started working on my body, running miles till I feel my lungs would collapse but going further anyway, working out till my muscles are all strained and feeling messed up, yet I still push myself up.
I also pushed through my mental limits. I began to read outside my domain of comfort. Subjects that require deep thinking and concentration.
I started asking tough questions that have kept me and a while lot of other people boxed up for so long because we are scared to challenge some set powers.
Continue reading “You’re Doing Your Best. Relax.”
It is often considered immature and overly childish if a child of certain age still wants mommy around all the time or wants to hold her hand. More so if you’re a male child, you just have to grow up faster than your age. You are not expected to still be crying for sweets at the age of four or still be crying because your baby sister wants to play with your favourite toy. Damnit you’re a big boy, just grow up already!
Emotional needs of children are mostly ignored these days because, I don’t know, times are changing and there is no place in the world for weak needy men? You’ve got to learn to be independent, little man!
And so from a tender age of four or five we require kids to ‘grow up’ and stop acting like sissies.
Continue reading “Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up Too Quickly”
There is something about knowledge, the more you know, the more you realise how little you know, the more you want to know more.
The need to know is ever rising and with the advent of the internet, a lot of information is shoved in our faces every time we go online. Everyone has an opinion. On a particular topic you can find as much different opinions as possible, some with valid convincing points.
But that’s not all.
Continue reading “What Are You Storing Up: Gold or Pyrite?”
Just 3 more days to go in 2017. And then another journey of 365 days.
This made me think back on the last 361 days of my life– like, really think back. And the conclusion is that 2017 has been an amazing year.
This past year, I’ve done things I’d never tried before–both good and bad. I’ve pushed myself past the limits I’d been too lazy to push past before. I’ve arguably learnt far more in the past 360 days as regards my personal development than I’ve learn in the past 22 years of my life.
Yes. I know how that sounds. But really, 2017 has been a great year. The best part is that it didn’t take me the whole 361 days to learn the most crucial lessons I learnt. In fact, most of the progress I made happened within the last 100 days. Which means the lessons are not necessarily difficult to come by or to learn, but more about availability and willingness to learn.
Below is a summary of the most important lessons I’ve learnt this year that you can also pick one or two from.
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It was the end of the work week for me and the first thing that I thought of was how my weekend would go. For the past three months, my weekend routine had been the same: catch up on life. And life for me was my writing and my girlfriend, Lola. My relatively new job did not permit me to live the life I wanted as it took almost all of me. But my weekends? Those were mine to control. The first order of business was to get a bit less uptight. I would enter a bar few blocks from my office, on the corner just adjacent to a bank and an insurance firm. I would go in, order two bottles of cold beer, down them and then while still clearheaded, head home. Lola would have prepared something light and tasty by the time I get home. After eating, we would then cuddle and get cosy as we talk for an hour or two about how our weeks went. I would complain about my job and she would tell me, at least I’ve got writings and soon I would not need the silly ass job anymore. How the rest of the night went, was up to fate.
Continue reading “Meet My Crazy Alter Ego”