Air Travel: An Agonizing Moment Of Existence!

 

I die every time there is a horrific plane crash.

Air disaster has happened several times in the past. And I have died many times in the past. I die out of shock. Then I inhale life again.

The deep emotional trauma associated with every gruesome crash leaves me questioning the mysterious ways of death. And it takes days to pull me out from the debris of throbbing ache and dismal hope. Life is so transient. Such was my experience at the news broadcast Last Sunday. A plane crash that shattered aspirations in such devastating magnitude. The reports of Sunday’s doomed flight tormented me.

And I broke down in uncontrollable tears.   Continue reading

Twisted Values By Pius Adesanmi

 

President Buhari is so alienated from sentient reach by anybody with wise counsel that it is perhaps a wasted effort to try and draw his attention to the lesson in symbolism that President Obama has taught all of us.

Yesterday, President Obama gave one of the most significant speeches of his life – his farewell speech. Sasha Obama, his youngest daughter, was missing in action. Naturally, the Americans needed and wanted to know the whereabouts of the young lady. Continue reading

Wordless Wednesday!

 

“If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me” – Psalm 139:9-10  (Pius Adesanmi)

The above was His last Facebook post written at the Airport and a few hours later he died in the Air crash.  The below photo was posted alongside the above quote while on a layover for his flight to Kenya from Canada.

Question:  Did he have any premonitions of his death?  Continue reading

Nigerian Prof. Pius Adesanmi of Carleton University Die In A Plane Crash!

 

“Pius Adesanmi was a towering figure in African and post-colonial scholarship and his sudden loss is a tragedy,” – Benoit-Antoine Bacon

 

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*Late Prof. Pius Adesanmi*

 

“The contributions of Pius Adesanmi to Carleton are immeasurable,” said Pauline Rankin, dean of the Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences, Carleton University, Canada. Continue reading

Another Plane Crash?

 

An Ethiopian Airlines jet bound for Kenya’s capital, Nairobi, crashed shortly after take-off from Addis Ababa, killing all on board, this Sunday morning.

 

I’m in Shock.

 

It’s a Black Sunday!

“O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?”  1 Corinthians 15: 55

My heartfelt condolences to all the families who lost their loved ones in this Plane Crash.

 

 

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Recalling My Childhood!

 

Growing up, we spent more times outdoors as kids. I experienced an outdoor childhood unlike what the norm is today. Those moments we spent outside with other kids were one of the greatest memories of my childhood.

Vacation from school meant coming together with friends for some unforgettable moments outdoors. We indulged in all kinds of play and took long walks into the neighbourhood, helping the others run errands. Togetherness was the watchword. And there were no acrimonious tendencies at that time. We shared our meals if need be. We enjoyed the feel of the sun on our backs and the slap of the wind on our faces giving us a breather as we inhaled freshness into our lungs. The healing powers in playing outdoors with friends nurtured me. I grew to appreciate the other person. It boosted the humanness in me. Continue reading

Embrace Acts Of Love!

 

In death, like most people will attest, we find grief at its ultimate depth. However, we remain soothed by our indelible memories and the abiding faith that our loved ones are resting in solace with the angels in heaven.

The enduring challenge, therefore, is for us humans to more consistently channel rivers of kindness, and extend our love, care and compassion to our families, friends, neighbourhoods, communities, and all humankind in the NOW when they can see, feel and appreciate the depth of these feelings as well as inhale the sweet fragrance of bouquets in this earthly domain. Continue reading

Monday Musings!

So, July has crept in on us.

And good and bad things will happen even in this month no matter how much we pray against them. No matter how much we try to fortify ourselves. It is evident that life must take its course. Life challenges and death is inevitable. As humans, it is the price we pay for the life we’ve been given.

We actually exist without really knowing what lies ahead. We hope and pray that the journey is smooth and without excruciating experiences. But how wrong! The storms must come and we must wade through them gallantly.

Therefore, as the path of life unwinds daily, some of us will find wonders and fears, breakthroughs and breakups, gains and losses, labours of love and a few falling tears. Then across the years, there will be some twist and turns, mistakes to make, and lessons to learn. Hurts and pains. Conflicts and disasters.

BUT through it, all, let us always remember that each one of these situations is but a stepping stone to our greatness. It sounds weird and awkward to say this, I know. But indeed, we learn from our mistakes, mishaps and misdeeds. We shed tears and we move on, carrying with us the vital lessons.

Today, I pray that you and I will be able to cross these BRIDGE’S when we get there because no matter how much we try to avoid them, I’m afraid we are caught in this loop already.

So let’s soldier on. Let us do our best to avoid conflicts and disasters, ie. those avoidable ones. 

And to them, that believe in the Powers and in the efficacy of prayers, let’s carry everything about us to HIM in Prayers and supplications even in this month.

Can I get an Amen?

From my heart to yours, stay well and stay safe. 

 

Peace and Love!

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Nigeria Is In Acute Pain…!

We lit candles every day for lost souls 
‘Cos a mournful dirge is on replay at the background
Vibrating with the requiem that buried our ancestors
Cries of woes float in the air
As the deafening echoes of death 
Drown the great bell at the citadel of miracles
Oh, ye gods
Our land is in dire need of a drastic surgery 
To expunge these cankerous beasts 
The days of slushy drivelling are past
Call not upon the heavens no more
For we bring this curse upon our land
Betrayed by the brutality of a monstrous tyranny 
Our familial landscape wallow in a fetid sea of misdeed 
Look, the mangled bodies of our brothers
The charred remains of our sisters
Look, our children hacked to death
Charred mangled bodies of our parents
The gory sights of charred mangled remains of our kinfolks
Litter in all the nooks and crannies of Nig and Eria
The sacred land is desecrated 
The ground is swollen and engorged to a bursting point
Ouch, the pains are inconsolable 
The recurring elegies are sorrowful 
These besetting nightmares in our land are traumatizing
Pungent, bitter, awful, 
No, this bloodbath tastes horrible and sickening
Ah, when will this lamentation end?
When will this insidious erosion of humanity stop?
When will Human blood cease to flow daily?
This tale of anguish is far from soothing 
The earth is grief-stricken
Her feeble body weep for her suckled offspring
Cut down in their primes by a putrid legacy

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PS: Nigeria has recorded a humongous rate of death in this month of June. Yesterday, a tanker carrying petrol exploded and there was a raging inferno with about 30 cars burnt to ashes… The number of casualties cannot be ascertained yet. Charred and mangled bodies of the dead littered on the highway where this avoidable calamity happened. I couldn’t sleep last night due to the gory videos that circulated social media last night.

This poem is borne out of my low energy this morning.  My only means of venting my anger.

 

Peace and Love!

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It Was A Black Sunday…!

I woke up this morning feeling lethargic and didn’t feel like leaving the bed. Or even go to work.  Usually, I wake up with positive energy on Mondays because Mondays are like the breakfast of the week.

But this Monday is so different. My body is just not aligned for the day. My energy is sapped and pressed down this weekend because I’ve been overwhelmed with serious flu as well as nauseating thoughts. My weekend was spent sneezing my brain out as I battled with fever, runny nose, chills and sore throat. It was quite serious yesterday.  Continue reading