igniteme2

Hey

The little world inside your phone is fake.

You are scrolling right past thousands of little apartment keys, bikini bods, and carefully curated aesthetics. Nothing is ever memorable enough to beat the millions and millions of viral videos in the algorithm. It’s all too fleeting, all too forgettable. The plan is to keep you there so they can sell you their little skin care products. I am no better.

Passion is a dead concept to me. A concept so dead and ideal, I wonder at its definition. To think that it means the suffering and death of Jesus. Damn! No wonder it’s dead.

Quit scrolling. How many souls do you touch in one day? The earth is all going to be swallowed up in a black hole one day, and the sun will disappear. Your existence is proof of a universe that once existed. Millions of trillions of years to come, the universe will all disappear into the cosmos. That’s real

How many conversations do you have in a day?

In an attempt to rekindle my passion, I couldn’t find it anywhere else except from within

Dear reader, Welcome to today’s read. I apologize for the consistency. I just checked today, and this is #50…it evolved into something out of my control thanks to you.

My current read is Confessions of Nairobi Men by Joan Thatiah. You guys hyped it too much. I can’t stop reading with the intention to be blown away. Pg. 136, and all I see are the struggles of a day-to-day human. Come on, show me something real anyway…

I condemn you to good reads only… starting with this one.

I will be in the shower or at Carrefour but will still grab my phone real quick to continue writing this. I care about this. I’m fucked up without this. So forgive me if you come across this. I almost can’t escape this.

Time and time again, I have been punished for ignoring this. The knock on my door yesterday was because of this. There are demons in the shape of Shane Gillis who come after me… You wonder why you can’t outrun them in his size... This is dramatic just in case you missed the point like Shane Gillis, because he must have swallowed the point.

I can’t escape this, and recently, I have stopped trying like Shane Gillis! I’m just kidding, guys. I worship God and Shane Gillis. I can only pronounce his name the way Kill Tony does it… SHANGILLLIS!

This blog is dark humour-friendly

Still, cheers to a new day. May you remain unbroken by labour. And may its fruits be sweet because surely we were not created to just work and die. I know sometimes you wake up, and it’s the hardest thing you do that day. You might even break down a little on Mondays. Still, may you find gratitude in the ability to fund your lifestyle… azziad left chat

Do you ever just have a mini-cry when you start the day? Or when you end your day? Or when a stranger asks you if you’re okay? Or when you’re born in Africa in this hot freaking weather?

Gosh!

Nairobi is the hottest it’s ever been. You ever just…

I know it’s 30° so why does it feel like it’s 12

The other thing that’s not cutting it for me apart from this heat wave is the price of 12 kg of sunrise and Microsoft Excel. When did I approve of being a freak in the sheets?

Speaking of sheets, there is a 200-page manuscript collecting dust in my storage. It might never see the light of day. I’m overwhelmed by the imposter, so once that’s done, maybe. If you love bits of this, it’s something you would enjoy.

ChatGPT is out here wondering how to make my essay more human😭

ChatGPT is absolutely killing it when it comes to basically everything I need to make sound real except this. I spent 3 days editing this specific draft… priorities

Yesterday, I taught my mom how to video call. It was my idea just because I wondered why she’d never done it. No big deal, she just had to allow permissions to the camera. Now, my whole village knows I am a tech genius. I’m not kidding. It’s hard to be humble when your mum thinks you’re the greatest thing to walk this planet... like Shane Gillis

It was fun seeing her. I might have even screamed a little. She can now finally video call me anytime she wants. I wonder whose genius idea that was…

Jokes aside. In a twisted way, I am grateful she calls me. I like having conversations with her. They keep me going. She is a good listener. I assume it’s the only glimpse she has into this ever-evolving generation, and you guessed it—unlike Shane Gillis.

Thank you. Try me some time at wanjiruwangared@gmail.com.

Have a great day!

I stare at this frame more than I stare at my phone. To me, that’s amazing!

5 responses to “igniteme2”

  1. Beautiful!!You have a very interesting way of writing that makes one want more. Never stop.

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    1. Thank you baby ❤️

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    transparentdfa6d4edc3

    well for me I get the mini cry after I’m done praying,which only happens when I’m done praying and I don’t know why?… about having conversations with people sometimes I feel like even if I talk to someone he or she will not get me because I’m the author of my story, because he or she will only nod and tell me…”pole,mambo itakua poa😅”,But that still fine with me,since it cuts off the load once we share🤲🏽…just like now with me reading your blog has made me tell you this✨

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    1. Thank you.
      I think if you open up yourself a little, conversations can go further than that.

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        1real_statesman

        Will do,thanks 🤲🏽

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