Reflections on spirituality, mindfulness, and personal growth in the tech world
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You’re at a coffee shop. Or a family BBQ. Or trapped at a church potluck you can’t politely escape.
A friend leans in. Their voice drops by exactly three decibels. Their eyes scan the room like they’re checking for surveillance cameras. Then they say the five most dangerous words in the English language:
“I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but…”
It begins on a Tuesday.
Not a dramatic Tuesday. Not a high-stakes Tuesday. Just a regular, fluorescent-lit Tuesday where the coffee tastes slightly burnt and everyone is pretending to work while actually checking messages.
You’re standing near the printer. Or the coffee machine. Or sitting in a meeting that could have been an email.
Someone leans in.
It's honestly a shame how much people hate reading.
And no, this is not a "book snob" rant. This is a reality check.
We live in a time where information is cheap, accessible, and literally begging to be consumed—yet people avoid reading like it's a communicable disease. The tragedy is not ignorance; it's chosen ignorance.
Picture, if you will, a planet called Earth. A place where everyone — from your mama to your mechanic — is on the same holy mission: to collect your money. They may smile while doing it. They may even cook you jollof first. But trust me, everybody wants a slice of your financial meat pie. Even the devil himself has a budget line with your name on it.
💵 Money, dear reader, is not evil. It is the amplifier of life’s comfort. With it, NEPA light suddenly becomes less epileptic, your fridge hums like a lullaby, and you can buy suya without checking your wallet first. Without it? Ah. Welcome to the land of postponed dreams, hot sun, and unsolicited motivational quotes from people who own generators.