KIZZY UNCENSORED

 MOMMA'S STORY His mother was my mother's best friend. They did everything in common from gossiping and backbiting to calculating when their period cramps would fall through. The calendar dates was always marred with biro stains which I couldn't fathom what it was until much later in life. Momma was always speaking in whispers around her. Momma told her everything. She was more beautiful than Momma. I know this because she was always the yardstick for comparison. Momma looked up to her for validation and endorsement. Sometimes, she got clothes for Momma and those clothes looked like Momma was thrown into them, yet paint a picture to Momma. She wore them with glee and excitement. They did many other things together, but my mouth is heavy---- because I have seen her insert one of her index fingers into Momma's vagina. "You are sweet, sweet woman" she gasped. Momma was vibrating like the Nokia 3310. Possessed suddenly with serious demo

TIMEOUT WITH JESUS CHRIST There is something very interesting about the man we call Jesus Christ in the Christian bible. I know him from our time in Galilee and Jerusalem. He keeps the beards long and disheveled and speaks to himself occasionally.He is everything but a gentleman. His life is enshrouded in mystery if you take a deeper perusal into it. He plays the mind games perfectly and studied very meticulously the act of saying less than is necessary. He also knows when to stop talking. Usually he squints his eye and talks to things that have no life. Sometimes, I think he is not so normal. Personally, I talk too much, he once said that was why people don't hold me in reverence. "When you talk less ... people would fear you more and lay expectant on your every word" He said.He once gave me his copy of the 48 law's of power by Roberts. I never get time to read am finish. The book is like the Christian bible. Maybe he is a Machiavellian to

THE JOURNEY I'm presently on my way to Lagos from the East. I sit between slay Queens. Those ones that speak from the nose and stand like people with polio disease. I would think they were supposed to fly as against using commercial bus options like me. This is an option for the poor and the downtrodden like me. I tried rather nonchalantly to start a conversation with one of the slay queens. The finest of them because her lips were covered with shiny, shiny and her fingers were engraved in silver coatings. She called my bluff and only managed to reply. I smiled. I have seen a lot of women not to know and spot their type easily. The ones like this particular one are the ones who have nothing to offer than a good time in bed. Their phonetics is only used to create sizzling, enchanting impressions which is easily eroded when they try to hold a deep chat. You see immediately the empty insides of the brain. You become disappointed. God was in me. I have decided not to talk

MANIPULATION Manipulative women is the wrong type to have in your life. The type of woman that can do whatever it takes to make sure that a man goes on his knees crushed and crumbled. Have you seen a woman who feigns to be pregnant, get a doctor's report to that effect, nurse a non existing baby and later say she lost the baby all the whole time playing with the emotional balance of the man in her life. Painstakingly goes through that process to see a man humbled psychologically and phys ically. Men would always think they are smart but honestly women are smarter, I have heard of a woman who brought her boyfriend under the roof of her husband with the claims that he was her brother. For two years Oga was feeding guy man who was firing down his wife when he was away. I'm talking manipulation of the highest order here. The man could not even forgive his naivety and ignorance. How about cases of some women being pregnant for another man and pinning it on anoth

MAY OUR LOYALTY NOT BE TESTED. "Pray in your lifetime that your loyalty and integrity never be tested beyond your ability to comprehend and sustain. It is a grueling, gruesome situation." -----Certain scenarios put us in a condition and state of mind that we begin to second guess convictions, faith, fundamental basic ethos and all of those virtues we hold dear to heart. Abraham (the father of faith) in the Christian bible denied openly his beautiful wife and called her his sister for fear that he might be killed by the king due to Sarah's incredible beauty. I began to say to myself only the deep can relate with this bit of deep information. Why would a man deny his wife in the face of seeming opposition? Which makes me recall a vivid, daunting situation in the past one fateful weekend, sailing on a regular boat with my friend for life Ogechukwu Roseline Agwu and chattering away like a monkey on heat trying to savor and enjoy a good time. I love the good life with

RESPECT WOMEN I've been thinking pensively about the wonderful specie of humans called "women"------ Our patriarchal hegemony and chauvinistic nature have not allowed us to truly extol and eulogise this distinct set of people to the fullest. The regular, average Aryans and the Caucasian are better at treating their women with respect, I say this without mincing words. They take out time to adore the women in their lives. Their sisters, mothers, wives and girlfriends as the case may be. They flood their timelines on social media with real time beautiful memories clearly shared in soul touching pictures and video clips. They understand the role of this beautiful creatures. Why is ours different? Black man does not mean black way of thinking. We completely undervalue and overuse them and on the long run we don't live much longer on the rebound as men to enjoy the best part of these unique creatures. We die quickly because they are not happy with what they get fro

CURE FOR DEPRESSION Loneliness and depression have been friends of mine recently and it affected beyond measure my relationships with people. At some point, I became unbearably paranoid. This was evident in the blocking spree I went on here, running from no one. Talking to myself like a retard, hitting up at every barking dog, Whipping up scenarios and events inside my head and creating my own storm while being agitated when it rains. I have never been this delusional in my life . I always was on the classified drugs to find closure. Not anymore. I have in quick succession found solace with nature and natural spirits. Deep within me, I understood clearly that the chasm, that void needed to be filled up quickly. The sense of emptiness that can arise when most of your plans do not find fruition can be depressing and demeaning. Sometimes you may try to hide the shame but it stays evident in your eyes. You cuss out at everything. You may even want to die. To end it through the

ON ISLAM. I have continued to do more important but low-keyed research on the relevance of religion world over and most importantly it's overall relevance to us down here in the darkest continent of the world. I am of the opinion that it is a drug formed to subdue,dominate and control human such that they act in a specific kind of way. I am open minded about this subject even though some dimwits would not agree because I have completely  extricated sentiment when discussing about it. Today, I reach for the jugular of those practicing Islam. I call this religion the one that never forgives. That seething calculating vindictiveness. I recall some of the pretentious things I did back in school as a Muslim wannabes. Yes! I was motivated by the piousness and general sanctimonious nature of my friend  Bubu Shuaib Abubakar Gcfr  and requested to know the nittygritty of this religion. It was an awesome time full of lessons. I must also say at this point that there is one im

MORE ABOUT THE IDEMILI PEOPLE. My project thesis back at the University of Nigeria was written on the rich kingship (Igweship) institutions in my state Anambra and I showed in that piece of literary work how we have grown beyond leaps and bounds positively. I highlighted the many problems we have passed through as a people and how things can get better if we eradicate the cog in the wheels of progress. I'm pained that in Nigeria, these beautiful works only stay in cupboards neglected gathering dust . It is never drafted into the modus operandi of running the state and the country at large. It is completely forgotten and it should not be so. The Anambra people have always been naturally ahead of others.  History proves this beyond arguments. IDEMILI:  This is my town in Anambra state: this is the land that gave me breath- People from idemili are known for taking pride in their culture while they are 99.9 practicing Christians. We refer to young men in idemili

TIME IS NO TIME WHEN TIME IS LOST “Time isn’t precious at all, because it is an illusion. What you perceive as precious is not time but the one point that is out of time: "the Now".That is precious indeed. The more you are focused on time past and future,the more you miss the Now, the most precious thing there is.”— Eckhart Tolle The past has nothing new to say. Nothing. Be grateful for the lessons learnt but move on.  Staying stagnant is repugnant. What can be done about yesterday's mi stakes? Than move and apply the experiences learnt.    It is about you, It is about moving! In this world, you must think about your life deliberately: and always remember that an Un examined life is a wasted one. Summon enough courage to move on from the ashes of yesterday's fire. It could mean blocking or deleting people who remind you of terrible experiences. Understand clearly what you want from people and tell yourself the truth about this. You want relevant pe

MY TAKE ON CHRISTIANITY  Christianity is like a cult group or similar sinister associations aside the usual blood letting and sharing with the heart "chopping". No! It is not 'like' a cult group. It is a cult group. No more, no less. Forget the use of basic simile and stick with the daunting truth within the stinging metaphor. Core adherents and practitioners of that religion only live a facade. They live their lives to please the 'sky God' alone at the detriment of any other thing or person. They are totally unthinking, unaware and uncaring about how their actions or in actions affect the people here on earth where they are at the moment. They must love God so much to a bleeding fault. They have not seen him, but despise human beings they have seen. It is logical at this point to say that the love they have for God is fickle and shallow engineered and fueled only by the fact that they have not seen him. Since humans who they see on daily basis do no

GRADUATES IN NIGERIA SHOULD BE RESPECTED. Young people in Nigeria must understand without ambiguity that the system in operation has been carefully designed and crafted for them to fail. To not succeed. The systemic rot in the educational sector inclusively. have given the empty komkom's (madmen) opportunity and heavy bragging rights to run shit infested mandibles questioning the usefulness of being educated in the first place in this part of the world. Unfortunately, they have a case in point. The system has been designed to celebrate mediocrity which explains the rot and decadence purely served us in the hands of persons in the National assembly without the required- requisite, necessary qualifications. They have brought shame and disdain on us who sweated painfully all through the exercise, investing time and good money. This move by "Olodo" people have now embolden the never do wells, drop outs, money push me's and the charlatans who think the plac

AMBITION IS PRICELESS When I interact with some young men of my age and status, I shudder. it baffles me what comes to the recess of my mind. I just think there are many madmen only few roam around the street. Most of them waltz through life without an ambition. Without a specific, glaring goal in the heart. They have become broken and damaged because their plans fell through and didn't meet fulfilment. It is quite easy to make a caricature of these persons whose dreams and ambitions have been altered by the vicissitude of life and the 'vulturistic' approach of those at the corridors of power and at the helm of affairs of this nation who have truncated their dreams by shortchanging them in many ways than one. Some have looted all the funds that should have been put back into this country as scholarship programmes and schemes. The Government of Nigeria have nothing in store for the youth. This can be substantiated with emphasis on my life as a Nigerian youth. I do no