Absurdism is a philosophy which holds that the universe is chaotic and irrational and that any attempt to impose order will ultimately fail.
Before Aunty Matilda visited today, I had an argument with Goodness over the phone. It started when I told him that I firmly believed that some people knew too much to the extent that they are unable to accept that they actually know nothing. Goodness said my statement was false. He said when you know too much, you are aware of the infinity you do not know. Hence, the realisation that you know nothing at all.
I wasn't ready to accept defeat easily and I told him that his words only applied to humble people. After that, I asked him what will result when pride comes in the mind of knowledgeable people. I asked him how many knowledgeable people choose to accept the truth that they don't know. Then I told him that very few if not zero choose to accept the undeniable truth that we are all limited thinkers. We ended the call by no
After spending time with Aunty Matilda and thinking about the magazine written by Elder Wyatt Martin, I felt moved to take my first step in reaching out to the being who claimed to be the creator of mankind. The first thing I did was to pay a visit to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. A church which sat proudly at the centre of Port-Harcourt. Its walls shimmering with hope."Hey Perer! How are you doing?""I am good. Do I know you from somewhere?"The intruder who was invading my privacy formed a smile on his face."I don't think we have met before but I have seen your Dad's wife here sometimes. I remember her saying her name was Sarah. It is good to know that you are doing well. To introduce myself, my name is Elder Moses! I live in Benue State in the Northern part of Nigeria! I love cooking and the outdoors. I also love playing sports! What do you love to do?"I was surprised at t
Sarah felt thoroughly empty and guilty today. She couldn't force herself to do anything, not even prayer. She looked like someone who had lost a child after a heavy fall. She was silent."Was there something bad that I did to you?"That was Dad's voice."It is your wife. I feel guilty for taking you away from her," Sarah said."It is not your fault. I am the one who made that decision not you.""I am still at fault for luring you away from your marriage. What was I thinking!"Dad dried Sarah's eyes. "Don't be too hard on yourself. It is not your fault that I am out of my marriage. My wife just doesn't value me the same way that you value me. She doesn't wants to know how I feel about certain issues. She is just too selfish and possessive."Sarah's voice went flat. "But she is still your wife. You are still married to her. She is still the mother of your children. Just take a good look at me. Do I look like a first wife to you? D
Sarah sat up in the hospital bed when I arrived; she was feeling much better than the way I met her yesterday. Some people say that it is a taboo for a man to beat his wife, others say it is a way to achieve respect from a stubborn wife. For me, Sarah was only doing the right thing.Yes! Marriage can be pretty difficult sometimes. The husband may annoy the wife and the wife may make a fool out of the husband but still, it is good for them to still stay together.Dad's relationship with Sarah has brought a lot of problems in our family and I am one of those few people who still wanted Dad and Mum to get back as one. I am one of those few people who still hoped that a day would come when Dad and Mum will be laughing in front of us and expressing their love for each other. Do you think I am crazy for wishing for my parents to be together? I know I am not crazy for wishing such a beautiful thing to happen. Yes! Sarah would have to go. She was the wrong variable in th
"Do you always talk about bible stuff all the time?" I asked Elder Moses. Again, I was standing in front of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints."Not always!" Elder Moses replied. "I just know it is important. I am also a missionary so scriptures are a big part of my life right now.""I saw a movie today. It was about the struggle of a Mormon in a foreign land.""I have seen that movie too. I love the movie! I watched it with my family a few months ago! It is so good! I find it so amazing how they were able to help so many people see the truth about our church. When they moved to the village, they weren't very welcome. But God had placed them there to soften the hearts of the people. What did you like about the movie?""Patience, love and hard work!""That is so true! It was kind of unfair how people treated them at first. A lot of people do that before they get to know what we actually believe. I am glad you enjoyed the movie! I can re
Even the men who spend their monthly income in a bar gets into a fray. It is that simple desire to be always on top of your peers that gets them started. Dad got into a fight today over some stupid reasons that he refused to confess to me in the evening when we were having a peaceful time together."Do you know who I am?" Dad said in the morning to a man who had greatly disrespected him."Who do you think you are?" The man replied. "Are you Dangote's son?""Look Mr. Man, I am not your mate and I am not sure you know who you are talking to right now. Do I look like one of those boys you see on the road washing car with no future ambition?""You are worst than those set of guys you mentioned. You look like an Amoeba soaked inside a mosquito infested water."A quick fight followed. Fist against fist. Might against might. After a while, Dad and the man sat down on the pavement. The man was Dad's frien
Christle arrived home from the university to find Sarah's belongings outside. Just like me, she was worried. "Good afternoon, Dad," Christle said, but she got no answer.Normally, she was not supposed to be at home at this period but for some reasons best known to her, she was with us today."She is no longer a member of this family," Dad snapped. "What do you mean by that?" Christle asked."She is no longer my wife," Dad said.I wondered if Dad really meant what he said. Fortunately, I didn't wait for long before I discovered he was really serious.
Night had cast its heavy blanket over the eyes of day. Today was the last day of the month and I was back in Enugu, looking at Uncle Max hug Miss Bisi and escort her to her car. There was no light in my room in Uncle Max's house except for the errant rays of moonlight that filtered in through the window. The light could not illuminate my room very well and I didn't care because I was not interested in turning on the only light bulb in my room.It has been three days since I watched Dad throw Sarah from his house in a shameful manner that attracted the attention of neighbours. That being said and outlined as disastrous, I have been able to come up with a blind argument that supports the notion that all humans are subject to their own emotions and feelings, and are ready to ensure that their own desires are fulfilled no matter what is at stake.Down at the back of my mind, a stream of thoughts kept a steady flow, bearing debris of thoughts which crashed into one an
We didn't write any exam today so I didn't go to school today. The first day of May can bring something new in your life and I believe it can also bring something new in my life too. I spent half of today cleaning Uncle Max's house. Some of his friends were coming over to see him and I didn't want them to meet a dirty house so I decided to take half of my reading time and dedicate it to cleanliness. It seems like a charming thing to do for Uncle Max and it really is, but it isn't something I deserve credit for because every reasonable teenager ought to make his uncle proud in the best way he or she can and that was what I was simply doing.*After a long tiring day, Uncle Max sat in the bench at the top of Stormheel Park, looking down towards two grown up men struggling to buy a pack of cigarette. Stormheel Park was not t