Author: Benjamin Nambu
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Let the sparks fly
They hear “secular music”. I hear talent. I hear creativity. I hear genius. And I ask myself, ” This music could still be great without the nudity in its video and the obscene language degrading it. Why can’t the artist see it?” They say, “This is porn. Do not watch it”. And as I stare…
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18XX – Part 4
Deafening silence punctuated by sounds of chalk on a blackboard and the shifting of the teacher’s feet. The brightness injected into the classroom through its door darkens slightly, forcing the teacher and a chunk of his pupils to turn to the door. There stood headmaster Baldwin, his almost toothless gums unable to express the big…
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Windows into God
God communicates less with words. He speaks more through pain. Learn to listen. He speaks through circumstances. Pay attention. He lives in your thought processes. Think back and recognize his invisible feet, trekking your thoughts, leading you to decisions and places you know not how you arrived there. The concept of impossibilities does not make…
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Seasons
You are like a tree. If you keep moving from one job to another, from one church to another, from one country to another, from one relationship to another or switching businesses every now and then, you won’t give yourself the opportunity to grow. Give everything a chance. Give that relationship a chance. Give that…
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18XX – Part 3
It was time for our first lesson. And as the teacher motioned for the board to be cleaned, I starred at him, wondering what could have brought him all the way from the south to the far north here with its harsh weather conditions. The south of the country was bustling with economic activities and…
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Play to be remembered
Pay attention to the things that fascinate you. Pay attention to the things that greatly inspire you. Pay attention to the things you find mentally-stimulating and thought-provoking. Be curious to find out things for yourself. For every truth out there, we’ve all got to write our own versions and live our interpretations of them. Never…
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18XX – Part 2
Whiles trying to take off my bag before occupying my seat beside the class window, I spot an intriguing figure roaming in the woods in the distance. Adrian, seated behind me, tugged incessantly at my shirt. He wanted to show me something hidden in his bag that he had smuggled to school. Suddenly, an open…
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18XX – Part 1
The isolated house on the small hill beside the river and the adjoining forest of dried trees standing far from one another as if at loggerheads, steamed in the pieces of winter dusted off the sky. I fixed my gaze on the vast river that stretched far into the fog, a wonder beyond my young…
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One day – motivational piece
One day you will meet someone who still has an attitude you gave up a long time ago when you saw that it brought about no progress to your life. It will be a sign. A sign of how far you’ve come. A sign of progress. A warrior once had to lie half naked in…
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Give me space
His mind An iron mold Casts words into poetry With impressive designs I marvel Starring down at mine The works of my mind Ugly designs Indents here and there From blows of low self-esteem And as I gaze At the stars in the night sky Stars of achievements Achievements of my predecessors I wonder If…
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