And some other not yet validated rants that you don't have to pay attention to. At all, at all.
My people. I greet you. I wrote the first version of this note about a year ago when the pandemic was rocking the world with every combo in its portfolio of combos. Resonated with a lot of folks, got some great responses. Reading it again, and I said to myself—
Load up on that dish soap...it may save your life.
Hmm. My sister the thing wey I don take my eye see, my brother we no go end.
Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one (Bruce Lee)
Get yourself a set of anchor mantras, and keep them close for clarity and spiritual ginger during good and bad times.
A devastating addition to your verbal combat arsenal. This stuff is lethal, it is deadly, it is bone-crushing, it is soul sucking.
Life has given us two banks. You have an account at both, but when you are hit with adversity or prosperity, which one will be your trusted primary life bank?
And The Useless Reason Why Your Pants Don't FitMy Doctor: "Chidi, according to the BMI, you are morbidly obese." Me (with my black DMX mask on): My Doctor: <looks at the charts again, then gives me a once over>: "Hmm." Me (with my black DMX mask): My Doctor: