When I was in high school, we were handed the fairy tale of “The Outside World”. We were told of a time in the near futures of our very young lives when we would do what we wanted, be where we wanted and eat whatever we wished, and no one could tell us shit because we were in that magical land. I wanted so bad for it to be true. They told the same things at home. /Enda usome…then when you finish school you can watch all the Kim Possibles you want/ But when we finished, Kim Possible was not …
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I Feel Different.

I feel different. Like I am the only one who is different And I fucking love that I never have to follow the written down rules For being the one who is not like the rest It’s crazy A little different The one that is different I like that Being unique in yourself Being not perfect Loving who comes and letting go of those who let go I really like that Because conformity is not right Agreeing with all that comes your way is not right And it’s been going on for a few days, yes I’m still pretty excited …
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Kwe was living the life he left the vastly populated lands of Nyang’oma Kogelo, a village in the former Karemo Division for. He was now in the sandy beaches of the Indian Ocean, never in one area for more than 2 weeks. He met lots of white women. “Elderly white women”, he corrects himself with a smile. He had left the poverty of Nyang’oma behind and now he was posh and classy and sophisticated. He smiles as he reminsces. Kwe is the typical Luo man, as I am told there is a typical every tribe man. Kalenjins are tall and …
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Thursday, 10th May of 2018

Today’s post was supposed to be about disappointments. About “why it is a road full of disappointments”. By it I meant why the sundry shop of existence is filled with so much wrongs for the deeds we term as right for our paths. I had planned it since last Friday. I already knew which weird synonyms I would use and I practically had the whole piece placed in my head. Heck, I even knew what the first paragraph would be, word for word. I had written it and corrected it so many times that it was perfect for you. Perfect …
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In A Western Stalemate

Someone told me that my karma is my memory. I didn’t agree. Obviously. What could that even mean? I’ve heard karma is a bitch, so were they saying that my memory is a bitch? And what kind of bitch? The cute poodle kind or the kind that is spoken to some and leads to palms covering chapped separated lips that know too much lipstick right after the sudden breath of air that seems to originate from somewhere in the back of the throat and ends immediately after? Was it that my memory is the kind of karma that is commonly …
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A Trip Down Memory Lane

Remember when boys were the most disgusting beings? When we could not stand the sight of them in their skinny hairless legs clad in school uniform shorts and their torn shoes due to too much football in the field where we should have been skipping rope. When they were already dusty by 10.00 am while our previous night pressed dresses were immaculate till the last bell rang and we could escape to the safety of our homes where the perfect boys, our fathers and brothers were. If your brothers were bullies like the boys at school, then I am sorry …
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I have stage fright. It’s crazy, I know. I converse pretty well with people one-on-one especially with those I am comfortable around. Averagely well with people I don’t know. Sometimes, though, I get back to my default settings and just stare at my phone even when there is nothing to look at. I have also been told that this is a bad habit but hey…a leopard can’t change right? Anyway, put me before the same people I am able to talk to, mixed a little bit with people I don’t know, and well, let’s just say all hell breaks loose. …
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What Is Your Biggest Fear?

Fear. The four letter word that does to me what it was meant to. Scares me blind. Uncle Google says that Fear is a feeling induced by perceived danger or threat that occurs in certain types of organisms, which causes a change in metabolic and organ functions and ultimately a change in behavior, such as fleeing, hiding, or freezing from perceived traumatic events. I think that one’s biggest fear is something else. I think it is the crippling feeling you get when you are faced with a situation or thing that you cannot run from. What is your biggest fear? …
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Welcome To ME

It’s late. Almost half past 2.  Yesterday, while I was making my usual late night meal for when I’m up at ungodly hours, I was holding a matchbox and something hit me.  You ever wondered how a matchbox is a universal thing (unless you live elsewhere in the universe and don’t know what I’m talking about)?  How it exists in all households, in both mansions and slums. Like laughter. (This comparison is not inclusive of the 5 shillings required to purchase a matchbox), though you can but laughter though purchasing of bundles to look at memes.  I can’t sleep again …
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Japanese Splitz

I was with another amazing soul today and we were talking of the fundamentals of a happy life. Fundamental. That’s a funny word.  He said that the Kirubis and Chandarias, with all that coin in their accounts, have a 98 percent chance of not being as happy as the Tom and Harrys who can only afford to get their basic necessities. I know, this is something we all say. It might, on one part, be the reason behind the phrase “ukifika huko juu usinisahau”.  Is it that we see the lack of content so early that we have the need …
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