Sunday, January 27, 2013

The Vickies 2012

With me, you can expect 50 shades of random at all times. The Vickies are my awards for my most awesome memories; Things, People, Apps, Places, Events that flavoured my 2012.
  • Job/work: IT/UBA Group.
  • New artist: Elle Varner for Perfectly Imperfect.
  • New city: Austin, Runner up: Montego Bay.
  • TV show: The Office, Runner Up: Homeland before I switched to Scandal.
  • Movie: Dark Knight. Runner Up: Argo.
  • Fragrance: Love Struck by Vera Wang.
  • App: Spotify, Runner Up: Foursquare.
  • Internet meme: Gangnam Style.
  • Video Game: Wii - Ubisoft's Just Dance 3, Runner Up: Ubisoft's Just Dance 4
  • Carry-over crush: Bayo A.
  • Dance moves: Kukere.
  • Newlyweds’ wedding: Meredith and Ndubuisi. Runner Up: Kunbi and Olamide.
  • New Old Friend/Person of the Year: Yetunde. Runner Up: Patrick.
  • Momentum: April.
  • Unexpected achievement: Stanford.
  • Car: Nnamdi's Toyota Solara.
  • Person of influence: Steve Jobs.
  • Store: Zara.
  • Mall: Lenox.
  • Coffee: Creme Brulee Macchiato (Starbucks)
  • Road trip: Houston to Austin with Lotanna E., and back with Chika F.
  • Dessert: Tres Leche.
  • Landmark: The Penny Back Bridge in Austin.
  • Breakfast spot: iHop on Clairmont Road with Donald A., Nnamdi I.
  • Radio station: V103 Atlanta, The Fish 104.7FM
  • Untitled: Car racing with Patrick in the driver's seat, Sitting Joshua in the months before he turned one, Regal Cinema hopping with Donald, Nnamdi.
  • Unscrupulous adventure: Myrtle Beach night out with Donald, Nnamdi.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Lines In Potentis: Ben Okri

One of the magic centres
Of the world;
One of the world's
Dreaming places.
Ought to point the way
To the world.
Here lives the great music 
Of humanity
The harmonisation of different 
Histories, cultures, geniuses,
And dreams.
Ought to shine to the world
And tell everyone
That history, though unjust,
Can yield wiser outcomes.
And out of bloodiness
Can come love
Out of slave-trading
Can come a dance of souls
Out of division, unity;
Out of chaos, fiestas.
City of tradition, conquests,
And variety;
City of commerce and the famous river,
Tell everyone that the future
Is yet unmade.
Many possibilities live in your cellars.
Nightmares and illuminations.
Boredome and brilliance.
Tomorrow's music sleeps 
In undiscovered orchestras,
In unmade violins,
In coiled strings.
Spring waits by the lakes,
Listening to the unfurling daffodils.
Summer lingers with the hyperborean worms,
Awaiting an astonishing command from
The all-seeing eye of ra.
Tomorrow's music sleeps
In our fingers,
In our awakening souls,
The blossom of our spirit,
The suggestive buds of our hearts.
Tell everyone the idea is to function together
As good musicians would
In undefined future orchestras.
Let the energy of commerce flow,
Let the vision of art heal.
Technology, provide the tools.
Workers of the world
Re-make the world
Under the guidance of inspiration
And wise laws.
Create the beautiful music
Our innermost happiness suggests.
Delight the future.
Create happy outcomes.
And while autumn dallies
With the west wind
And the weeping nightingales
And while winter clears it 
Sonorous throat 
At the antipodean banquets
Preparing for a speech of hoarfrost
And icicles conjured from living breath,
I want to tell everyone
Through trumpets plated with 
The fragrance of roses
That a mysterious reason
Has brought us all together,
Here, now, under the all-seeing
Eye of the sun.

Ben Okri
Lines In Potentis
December 2002

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Part Cyborg

I knew it. When something hits us emotionally, other human beings cry. I feel the need to pee.

Friday, January 4, 2013

Nine Lives

In the words of George Santayana, there is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval. Life probably gets sweeter with time. I say probably because I don't think I have been around long enough to know. I've spent 9700 days on earth. Life probably gets sweeter with time and I'm guessing this is why witches are believed/said to reincarnate as cats: To live and re-live and re-live and re-live and re-live and re-live and re-live and re-live and re-live. The smart greedy MFers, trying to have their lives and eat it too.

While I believe the Tolkien saying that "not all those who wander are lost," I advise mine own self that I should not try to experience everything in life by myself, firsthand, otherwise I might end up too broken to be fixed. Maybe that's where our nine-lived feline friends have it better than us. I have one, I cannot live it all and so I'll negotiate, compromise where I have to and be vicarious if it's my call. Some roads I need not travel, because many have suffered there, and I am lucky they survived to tell me about it. I will live in the moment. My moments. Yes, I'll take my share and I will enjoy my journey.

“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.” 
 Henry David Thoreau.


"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”
— Neil Gaiman