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November 27, 2024

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Thursday, March 17, 2022

March 17, 2022

Curiosity, Creativity, Consistency

Jodekss Gloatkenf
@yung.yemi

 

Creativity and curiosity are almost the same, but one came first and is not creativity. Whether you are creative or not begins with whether you are curious or not. Most do not understand that every creature is meant to be creative, just like the Creator, but not all are exceptionally creative because not all have chosen to be curious continuously... 


Being exceptionally creative is what I am more concerned arbout -standing out among billions of persons. You wonder why there are countable innovators in the world, yeah? It is pretty simple -their ideas are insane. If they tell you what they have in mind, birth by their recurrent or frequent habit of being curious to create what has never been made evident, you will profess they are MAD as some infer about Elon Musk for instance. A brilliant idea comes from creativity, and it sounds like one on opium until it becomes a reality. 


Stranger viewpoint on madness by Bolu... 


If you want to stand out, be curious. Think; exist. Act differently to get not necessarily the same result but a better one that stands you out, among billions of heads. Anything is impossible because you wouldn't try. Nevertheless, you need to be ready to be consistent and sacrifice to stand out with your creativeness - "without sacrifice, there can be no victory."


©Areyemi Odunayo '22

Thursday, February 11, 2021

February 11, 2021

Bro Ben by Jodekss Gloatkenf

 
Thought is a product of thinking
Too much thinking can cuss you into sinking
Yet as we be as (human) being being being able to be by walking
Can we do well without wit through thinking?
Can you be without a thought on doing?
Can you be without a thought on undoing?

If you don't think you aren't existing
And if you'd be existing too long, wouldn't you be smelt stinking? 
So bro Ben but me no buts, anything too much is not a good thing

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For as you be, your light neck loads the burdens of the world
Now you drag sickly like a silly slug on a spot pegged down of your own swords
Knowing knowledge is nice as knowledge is your own words
Knowledge is your power but your overly thought upturns your odds

We all are confused because we don't 
understand but what we understand we tend to manipulate.

Jodekss Gloatkenf  '21

Saturday, November 7, 2020

November 07, 2020

SKIT -- OBIAGELI


Obi:
I have been told of your arrogance and dishonesty my friend. My friend you are no more my friend. We started together from infantry yes, but now that you are back rich you have turned your back on me, your best friend, before you departed Obiageli village.


aGeli:
It is not like that my good old friend; you should understand me better than...


Obi:


Wait... Nkeji and Uzo have said and complained the same thing aGeli. I know wetin I dey say jor. The whole village have known about your arrogance. Beneath the palm tree there, there we would sit on the ground to take palm wine till we are high and have lost it.
And you promised not to forget home didn't you?
Hmm... the maxim is true, "do not trust your fellow man when he is poor, let him be rich and stinking of it before you begin to trust him." The aged are sure wise, now I see.


aGeli:
What have you seen?
Take it easy my friend. Why all this... abi? I believed if the whole world were saying this you would stand up and speak in my stead that I would never turn my back on family.


Obi:
Shio... look at you, you are not the same aGeli I used to know hey... My friend you are not my friend. As in look at you...


aGeli:
What!
My new clothes. Lagos wears? You are scared of me for my wealth or you too are jealous?


Obi:
...


aGeli:
My friend, you are still my friend. Clothes will varnish but not the memories we share together.


Obi:
I...


aGeli:
The four of us: Nkeji and Uzo and you and I are leaving back for city together.


Obi:
Seriously...?


aGeli:
We leave first light tomorrow.


Jodekss


Saturday, May 9, 2020

May 09, 2020

Who we are by Jodekss Gloatkenf



My do-this-do-that deeds are unto star's
I, a star -an entity with several scars so
For the journeys of a light in sum has
to be being knightly through a hollow glow
of a nightly cuss caused by the course
I know not, not so even though I'd treat.
Lo! Come one n' come all - n' beware
of us like us - we are starlight, we share
Attractiveness could pitch as us in fine feat
[Just as reeled like horse on fire by a young feet]
We'd come into your grimly darkly night
With all these lights we shine this bright
When we leave we left with you left alone, heal
When we leave we left with us left as cornerstone still.
© Jodekss Gloatkenf


Friday, December 13, 2019

December 13, 2019

Once a diary by Jodekss Gloatkenf



Today was another blank page
But even out of nothing one might learn how to tame rage
When you are alone at times
I said at times, loneliness is one of one's best times
When you can reason like in a pretty prison
With something that is minute like rat to reason
With or another emptied bowl to term another round big world
From that you come froward n' onward
You draw the whole of the wild wide world
In a solitary state and noisy silence that is odd
Even items march out and you become stronger
It is necessary to have quiet times to be quite a quiet quieter
To think and do things alone
As dogs do deary a so very dry bone
To be as smarter as the home alone.
Or perhaps I have done deceit with my words
To some extent it was beyond this sister's walls
We went to the market place and it was full of handy hands in pieces
So much people that I couldn't see my legs a-piece
Purchasers were purchasing that new and this new and saying please 
Take this and we become customers that way
Whilst others be like if you'd do me good today, I'll come the next day
Then I adduced life in its complexity be all like this
We have come to buy and sell and leave in piece
To perch awaiting for whatever that is meant to come next
As to us all, we all walk the earth to wear the last vest
For everyone to have life is to deal with death
And it concerns him not whether you be rich or a not-there yet
Plus as we age we rejoice cutting cakes and thanking God
God that gives life n' built death n' put him on board
To roll to ball with us with time till the end comes in his darling destructive Ford
And we stop selling and buying and relatives would cut the chord
They would say no more meetness twixt the living and the dead
Since it is no more plausible for the dead to dine to dig in buttered bread
Hence, life and death be the nada naughty nodes
That make us mankind by the air trotting the nose
Well, who would want to wait to wear the wears which would frame my Father?
It is His world, let's let Him do whatever pleases Him from up His tower!
His short story would convince you! 
©Jodekss 2015
December 13, 2019

A short short story by Jodekss




Characterisation:
Deglede
Fedeh
Geledh.
Ifa priestess(Iya Eleh)
Meisy's daughter.

Fedeh:
Where would we get a head for the sacrifice as arranged Deglede? If we fail to do what ought to be done at the right time the village would start to suffer the consequence soon, starting with my son.

Geledh:
It is all my fault, I shouldn't have troubled the gods where they rest. All I was looking for was fun, not for everything to be in kilter this way. This thing we do just like that back in the city, we take shots of anything and have 'em, you know, uploaded on social networks. Why worrying myself telling you all this! Nobody knows about civilisation or internet here, too bad!

Fadeh:
Shut up, I said shut up, you still have the guts to talk ehn! You still have the guts to talk about civilisation when the gods are all ready mad at you. Your mouth would rotten first, then your manhood, each part one after the other would spoil, till you leave this world behind bad to the gods for further punishments.

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Geledh:
Don't scare me papua, I am no kid, there's nothing like gods, those statute are just some artful works only and...

Fadeh:
Ah, artful works! I said shut up, I am your father and I command you to shut your mouth. I knew by your mouth, you would one day cause me trouble the day you were born, it looked long and coarse like a cassava stem. Be quiet ehn, shut it up, keep it all quiet... Keep... it quiet!

Geledh:
Ah ah! Papa, leave my mouth ah! Let me talk, I am telling the fact Papa!

Fadeh:
What fact? Deglede, you know am in boiling soup, this city son doesn't know how furious these gods could be when sinned against and not appeased at the appropriate time. He is my only son, others are females! Help me out friend. You remember what happened with Meisy's daughter two moons ago!

Deglede:
...

Fadeh:
Why, looking at me like that?

Deglede:
I know the number of sacrifices you made to have him, I am aware of everything. However, I have been to the city before and I have seen how life is there, so social, so much of interesting activities. I would always tell you to come with me to the city but you'd say no, this is a civilised world Papa Geledh.

Fadeh:
What! I can't believe this, what are you now implying ehn! I should go back home and go and take Iyan and Egusi, top up Emu and take one of my wives to bed, pretending all is fine right!

Deglede:
Be at peace! All is fine! I do not see anything wrong with the pictures your son took. Moreover, he'd deleted them. To be honest and to be blunt, I hate the blabbing part of your attitude Geledh, you don't just know when to stop talking. You are hopeless!

Geledh:
Not really, the...

Deglede:
Shut up, I said shut up, you see... Ahem! Listen, the two of you, be very attentive. I went to Iya Eleh's - the Ifa priestess's. I discussed everything with her, she asked Ifa severally, on what to use to appease the gods you said are mad with your son. She came with another thing entirely. She said, "nothing". "Nothing only", "the gods have seen how good life is in the cities and how pictures are been taken there", she added. I guess now, "the gods are not mad but want more pictures", she concluded.

Geledh:
Wow! That is what I am saying!

Fadeh:
Ah ah! Be quiet. Ah, this is madness! Deglede, seriously, on this one, I distrust you, it doesn't make any sense.

Deglede:
Well, I saw that coming! What do you plan we do now?

Geledh:
Yes, I have one...

Fadeh:
Shut up! Let us all go back to our Ifa priestess, I want to hear it with my own
ears!

Exeunt:
Deglede and Fadeh.

Geledh:
These people are so Barbados! And papa's own is worse, eh!

Exeunt:
Geledh.

Entered:
Ifa priestess, Deglede, Fadeh and Geledh.

Ifa priestess:
Deglede, I hope all is fine with you!

Deglede:
It is about the issue you helped me to ask Ifa about yesterday. This is the friend I was talking about.

Ifa Priestess:
May Ifa bless you! But I have told you everything Ifa revealed to me yesterday, haven't I? I told you Ifa said the gods are not mad but that they want more pictures. I don't, unnecessarily ask Ifa the same question over and over again.

Geledh:
Oooh! That is simple, I would go and take more when we leave here!

Ifa priestess:
And who on earth are you, who is that young man Deglede?

Fadeh:
He is the youngest of my children and my only surviving son, Geledh. He is the one who did what ought not to be done!

Ifa priestess:
May Ifa forgive you and bless you.

Geledh:
Amen ma!

Ifa priestess:
Ifa is not like us man, he talks in parable, meaning, in unearthly language or words, that he said the gods want more pictures doesn't mean you'd go there and take more shots, understood? Are you from the city young man?

Geledh:
Yes ma'am!

Fadeh:
Education has spoilt him, if I had known I would've pinned him down here from birth to farm beside me here.

Ifa priestess:
Don't be worried old man, everything happens for a purpose. To my understanding, that is how they do in the cities these days, all my children are there too, I have forbidden them from taken pictures of anything the gods or Ifa wouldn't like to share with the outside world when they come home. As I was saying, Ifa is parabial, what Ifa implied was that we should encourage civilisation in our village here, to be in meetness with the outside world. You see, the gods and Ifa want what's best for us!

Fadeh:
Thank you Ifa priestess. I am now at peace, having known the gods are not mad with my son and with our peaceful village! Thank you my friend too!

Deglede:
Don't thank me, what are friends for! Let's just thank your son, his mistake has given us a go to begin the journey to be as civilised as the cities are down there! We are blind before but its a thing of the past from today henceforth. The message of Ifa shall reach our Oba and all the heads in this village. We should start from there.

Fadeh:
Hmmn! Everything works together for good really. It looks odd and it's good at the same time!

Geledh:
Aww... The gods are not mad but want more pictures!

Exeunt:
All.

The End.
By Jodekss Gloatkenf ©2015

Monday, December 2, 2019

December 02, 2019

EXPENDITURES by World Barnabas



What will I offer you 
or how should the dialogue begin! 
Fate mixing with records 
a new line 
for the old moon 
mood of blood and wings 
for order and journey 
in route of totem gifts. 
Roots and plants 
leafs that grow in human memories 
and those soliciting the 
melanin of the dead 
bringing to judgment 
praise and fantasy 
soles and seeming sermon 
of unworthy existence of knob-lord. 
Conversion of confession 
to cube of sticky flesh 
hips on earth's crescent 
and pools of magnetic field 
healthy rob of oranges 
in phalanges of sensual assonance 
meeting camel of myriad jinx 
propelling pants with incantations 
reducing mutual multiplicity 
to subtraction of conscience 
into bones and fiery tears
of merciless merchants 
and gracing mat of egbére 
the banking treasury of 
rushing fame and fading constellations. 
Pepperish gnashing 
of diluted technology into 
class of clashy calabash 
forcing cowries out of the 
corridor of olókun sèníadé 
processing innerman with 
dreadlocks of affiliated Samson. 
Casino of lotus 
in sexual images of loins 
party testament 
of foregathered tomorrow 
and woods of Lamurudu's visit 
in Bayero of Goddot 
that can sing and dance 
without acoustic measure of sounds. 
Then he said: 
'I've come for balancing pace
of inks in serpentine folds 
to write on those unborn 
bamboos of golden sheets. 
In our database 
mature minds can borrow 
up to the fifth grades of souls'
machineries with semen covenant
while eating elders will shift 
teller of virtues to the sixth generations.'
Farms and its harvest 
is meant for living footprints 
while soils of nutrients 
are being shared between 
deeds and trends 
shrouds and hidden caveat 
of dead, living, and unborn. 
Backgrounds and foreplays 
are those watery panels 
that change rainbows 
to screens of monochromic attitudes 
where kings of many reigns 
plants with flourishing flowers 
seasons of crimson prophecies 
admit unethical transformation 
to relics from dashing shadows 
and skeleton of six-feet pajamas. 
I will sing of those
unexplainable melodies 
that come through the 
coloring waters from empty mails. 
I will dance bàtá 

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with symphonies of àgídìgbo 
to enjoy momentary tides. 
We might come 
through the safeties in white garments 
to blend ourselves with world 
of haunted stores to negotiate 
mathematics of living peace. 
WORLD BARNABAS 

29/11/2019 
1:35 PM 





Monday, November 4, 2019

November 04, 2019

Amazing 130 quotes of 130 days by Jodekss Gloatkenf

The following quotations are carved out creatively out of everyday life activities and sort of thoughts which stretch occurrences beyond what are obvious immediately. They are all self-made and are original words of the author tagged -Jodekss Gloatkenf. 








































































































































The essence of quotations is not to tell the most implausible actions using different rhetoric; quotes are made only for those who can read them and relatively interpret them in order to better their living now and later --and only very few people in the world today fall into this bracket of trying to want to make it work God helping. This is why I am not always too surprised whenever I learn of some people, friends and accomplices showing utter aversion for inspirational speakers or quotes that inspire because it is not always easy as written. Nothing is easy, typing these words is not easy, Keeping typing and thinking alongside being coherent are the reasons you are able to be reading this. It took me years to understand how to do that, Okey, even to learn ABC.... Z was never easy at first, but we all kept trying anyway and became part and parcel of us till just now. A quote could be the summary of someone's lifetime, so it would be very ludicrous to call quotes nonsense and generally inapplicable to achieve greater good goals. There is sense in everything my friend, if only you can concentrate and see it using your sense(s).