This is why the movement exists. This has broken my heart so much. Jehovah. 💔💔💔💔💔

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It is my fear, that the more self-aware we become, the less we will want of spouses. Because love - even in its abstract form - demands some imagination. Some romance. A little delusion. I am afraid, very afraid, that I have lost the capacity to entertain this necessary delusion.

Really sad truth

In the end, we owe our parents something. Even if just an ear, for their indignation. Or coin, for a kilo of meat. I cannot tell you - with sufficient certainty - why we owe them these, or even what. But you will know the day you call home & hear your father's withered voice.

My grandma once told me having a dream will give me sleepless nights. The way I envisioned it, I would be working like a dog on most nights to realize my dream. I never expected to be kept awake by mere thoughts staring at empty walls and ceilings pondering. Guess I'm surprised.

I propose a petition to have Onyao stopped.

Ukisota ndio unajuanga kutumia wazazi pesa ni black tax. Ukiwa na pesa it's taking care of your parents. 😏

Nilikumbuka hatuko pamoja nikiingia lift miguu ikaisha nguvu nikaanguka. Now I'm just sitting here missing my elevator.

GANI KALI?....... Leo ni B’RAKA 🇺🇬 - #WrongPlaces Vs TUKU KANTU | Recording & Performing Artiste 🇰🇪 - #Bedsitter #NiajeNiaje

All through life, I have never known a sudden death I was not sad about. Even of folks I did not experience. Even of the vilest beings: there was always that lingering sorrow, that life should end so violently. It is this that separates animals from men. That bit of conscience.

Every man pursues FREEDOM. Freedom from debts. Freedom from failure. Freedom from poverty. Freedom from sickness. Freedom from ignorance. Freedom from unfulfilling jobs. Freedom from predatory marriage. Men thrive in the framework of FREEDOM.

Yesterday, when I rode in an Über, I encountered a very spiritual moment. The driver was a young man, jovial and radiating positivity, despite the slow economic environment affecting Über's business. In the passenger's pouch was a Holy Bible, and I asked him why he was keeping

My reflections as a millennial on Former Prime Minister Raila Amollo Odinga. The man who shaped our sense of courage, defiance, and hope. Our childhood hero.

On grief: We will sing. We will dance until daylight. Then into the night. And we will wail. Yes, we will! We will roll on the ground. We will carry leaves, then carry our bossoms in agony. We will curse at heaven, then ask for its forgiveness. We will be everything human.

What does this mean? To mourn with dignity? Whose dignity? Yours or ours? Have you seen the Legio Maria dance? Have you seen the names we use to describe our lovers?: "Chunya" is MY HEART. My wife is "Min Oda", which translates to the MOTHER OF MY HOUSE. "Jaber" is THE