KENYAN AND CRAZY

There is something that is borderline exhibitionism about making my private thoughts public.Similar to someone streaking across a football people with thousands of people watching. I don't know if its just wanting to get my thoughts out there and stimulate more people into asking questions or it could be that I just need to scream to the masses and not feel like im trapped in my little cocoon. All these factors aside I feel that I am amongst greats, who do i speak of? Well I feel that everyone's chosen art form really reflects the person and a lot of the peoples thoughts are well represented in their finished work. Well it should be obvious since we are unique human beings and although coincidences do happen one persons finished product should be unique to another. This can be done when you are told to paint something after only seeing it after 5 minutes. Even the most talented painters would probably portray their own unique perspective of what they have seen. Music is on

Im not ashamed to say that I have an overactive imagination. It works for me and against me sometimes. There are times that I obsess on one subject or action for hours and can only use distractions to get my head straight. I hope I am not alone in this as it has made idleness an impossibility. What do i mean by that, I cant keep my mind idle too long or else it picks a bad memory and lets it run in my mind over and over again. I pull it inside and out while looking for meanings that arent there. Its exhausting but i cant seem to control it. Some can call it falling into the rabbit hole but I just call it my brain. So why should people really care? Well, its a destructive little problem as no real work can be done during those episodes and learning is just over. How do I solve it? I just did, look for an escape and I do it with writing. If you ever have the rabbit hole feeling then you better just find something distracting to do.

They say nowadays that print media is a dying media and I am forced to agree with them. Gone are the days you have to drag yourself out of bed at 6 am to catch the morning paper on your way to work. You dont even have to worry about spilling your coffee all over the sports page anymore, just read it on your phone. Growing up I started consuming books  at a high rate, my dads library was my main source. I read the first harry potter book in a weekend read every other subsequent volume just as fast. Why does print seem to be dying out, well i think its because it is not as easy to access. I can connect to a few thousand online editions of newspapers spread across the entire world as I sit here. My phone alone can hold 32 gigabytes of data which translates to a lot of booksand the fact that you are reading this means that you too prefer the virtual word. With that kind of power, sitting down to just read one newspaper seems like it requires a lot of restraint. Everytime i try to just chi

The ability to feel, I don't mean touch with your skin I mean feel with your heart. When evolution happened and we as humans developed from apes, I wonder what was the trigger that actually caused us to develop emotions. It could have been that the survival of the species depended on people actually caring for one another's welfare. What I think is nature realized that a human can only produce one other human once a year if they really work at it and since the life expectancy was low and infant mortality was high back then it only meant that they needed to take better care of each new member. In a nutshell you only take care of something you truly care about. In comparison ,a snake is seen to be a heartless being that kills without provocation etc. How it reproduces doesn't really speak well for it either, most if not all snakes lay eggs in a burrow then leave them to incubate. Then the baby snakes hatch and from that moment they are already ready to take care of themselves

There is a Swahili saying I heard as a child that if translated states that a good day is seen in the morning. All ye Swahili speakers can attest to this  or correct my words. The tempo of your day is truly governed by how you wake up and what feelings you have for the day ahead. I recently had a feeling so powerful as to require me seek guidance from a higher power. I know there are atheists out there who don't believe in God but as one who grew up in the church and was schooled in believing that there is something greater, I would be a fool not to. This fateful morning ,like most others, I woke up reluctant to start my day but did a quick self evaluation and realized a few things. I was going nowhere, I had just gotten a promotion but I was just trudging a long on my day to day duties without putting much meaning to my life. I wasn't doing anything I enjoyed and not even constant partying was helping. So I did what every man did when they are at their wits end, I surrendered