Muse

You inspire my creative genes, my darling. You make me feel, think, and know that I have an amazing life to live.

I seek your attention every night because you bring clarity to my chaos. You give purpose to the wandering thoughts that swirl in my mind.

In your presence, I find the courage to chase my dreams, diving deep into the ocean of my imagination to uncover treasures of creativity. Your influence touches every aspect of my life, turning mundane moments into extraordinary experiences.

When the world feels heavy and the burdens too much to bear, you are my sanctuary. With you, I rediscover beauty in the ordinary and magic in the everyday. You constantly remind me that there is always something worth writing about, something worth exploring.

You are the spark that ignites the fire within me, the muse that whispers inspiration into my ear. Without you, my words would be empty, my thoughts mere shadows of what they could be. But with you, everything is possible.

Thank you for being my muse, my guiding light in the darkest of nights. Your presence is a gift I cherish deeply. Here’s to the endless possibilities you bring into my life and to the many more stories we will create together.

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Akorede - Pleasure I Crave

All in all

The truth is I am unhappy

and I cannot express myself.

I want to do what makes me happy.

But what makes me happy is considered wrong.

Be right and unhappy?

or

wrong and happy.

or 

would I find happiness in what is right, 

or find that I am still unhappy with the pleasures I crave

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Akorede - Stimuli and I

 In all my days, I have always responded to stimuli.

Today I want to be different.

First, I do not want to respond to stimuli.

I want to rest.

- Akorede

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Akorede - My progress

 My feelings as words

My Memories as stories

My progress ... 

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Akorede - Twinkle, Twinkle

Twinkle twinkle, dear one.

I see you.

It's only the distance that makes you twinkle.

Burning bright from lightyears away.

I see you.

Twinkle, twinkle, dear one.

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Akorede - Love is Love

 Love is love 

is something that can be written and not understood.

is love a duty

or a feeling?

Are there two sides?

the Adorer and the Adored?

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Find X

Letters

    vocabulary

        composing

            all difficult

                when all I know

                    is 1 + 1

                        now I have to

                            find x

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The Complexity of Truth

What is to be said is simple, but my brain holds my tongue that my mouth may not speak. So I write.

A certain fact about myself should be that I write as I see fit. Known truth as I know it, is that what I know as true can be manipulated for the pleasing of either the listener or the speaker || the reader or the writer, perhaps both. Which means, whatever meaning the truth holds may not be what it means.

The line between truth and falsehood can be so thin that it often becomes blurred. In the process of communication, the essence of truth can be altered, shaped, and reshaped to fit the context, the audience, or the intentions of the communicator. This malleability of truth is both fascinating and disconcerting.

In my writing, I strive to convey the truth as I perceive it, yet I am aware that my perception is inherently subjective. What I understand as true is filtered through my experiences, beliefs, and biases. Consequently, the truth I present is, in a way, a reflection of myself as much as it is a depiction of reality.

This realization brings forth a critical question: can we ever truly know the absolute truth? Or are we forever bound to interpret the world through our individual lenses, each version of truth slightly different from the next?

The philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche once said, "There are no facts, only interpretations." This perspective underscores the fluid nature of truth, suggesting that what we consider to be true is always subject to reinterpretation and recontextualization.

In writing, as in life, the pursuit of truth is a complex, often paradoxical journey. We seek to uncover and express what is real, yet we must navigate the inherent subjectivity of our perceptions. The challenge lies not in abandoning the quest for truth but in embracing the multiplicity of truths that coexist within our shared human experience.

The difference between truth and falsehood becomes minute when we recognize that both are shaped by the same forces of perception and interpretation. What is essential, perhaps, is not to find an absolute truth but to remain open to the diverse and evolving nature of our understanding.

As I continue to write, I do so with the awareness that my words are but one version of the truth, an invitation for others to reflect, question, and seek their own understanding.

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Continuity

A thing whence there was none.

Boom.

New.


I was writing a book but from the lines above you can see why I stopped writing. With a book's length of words written, I still feel like the story is not properly written. The book is about how in a twisted way, I think zero is equal to infinity.

Some friends from childhood meet over a long weekend at the main character's house in Banana Island. The main character's name is Akorede. He records the events of the weekend.

The plan is to sneak pure mathematics, philosophy, theology and basic human ignorance to prove that zero is equal to infinity.

This book was practically writing itself at the beginning, 6 years later I'm here writing this post.

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The Paradox of Zero and Infinity

I have heard of those who can silence the voices and conversations within their minds. They must either live in perfect bliss or be blessed with a mind free of complexity.

A dull mind.

What happens within a dull mind?

How exactly do the blind dream?

These questions have haunted me for years, driving me to explore the depths of my thoughts and beliefs. Once, I tried to prove that Zero is Infinity. A friend told me my hypothesis was illogical, asking, “If I have infinity dollars and you have zero dollars, would you still think the same way?” I responded with a verse from the Bible I remembered from Sunday School, “For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and forfeit his soul?”

I genuinely believe that Zero, or “no-thing,” can be described as Infinity. If there is such a thing as no-thing, the maximum of no-thing is nothing.

“The infinite value of that thing, no-thing, is nothing.”

“∞ = 0.”

This concept might sound absurd to many, but it holds a profound truth. In a world obsessed with material gain and quantifiable achievements, we often overlook the significance of nothingness. We fail to see the potential that lies in the void, in the absence of everything.

In mathematics, Zero is often seen as the starting point, the origin. Infinity, on the other hand, is boundless, endless. Yet, in their extremities, they converge. The universe, in its vastness, mirrors this paradox. The more we seek to understand it, the more we realize how much we don’t know.

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