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The Silent Conversation

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    At times, there is nothing more interesting than to talk and listen. I was at the lobby of a hotel, somewhere far away from where I call home, wifi in the room I checked in was weaker than that at the lobby, I wanted to read my mails but I fell in love with the tunes from a large piano at the lobby. The melody filled the space, for me it was calming, but for the man I sat few feet from, it made him talk more, he was the man that talked and listened, I was, that night, the man that listened and talked. Although I had never met the man, he talked and I listened, when I spoke he listened too, I spoke to no one but myself, he spoke with the keys of the piano, he talked all through, pausing only after each verse and then listened, to everyone and no one. He sat on a stool, the man that talked and listened.   I was the man that listened and talked, I spoke to no one but myself and I listened to no one but him-the man that sat few feet from me, the man on...

Can the recent tunes be referred to as good music?

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I feel that I have had the ear for good music for quite some time. As a young primary school student, play didn’t extend beyond doors unless on days both parents were out or my mum was extremely unwilling to be bothered about the little things three young kids make out as big issues. One of those days when mum was unwilling brought me in contact with music, I was very young, slightly taller than the TV in the divider but as I ran pass the noise box to enjoy the rare play time, my ears caught Tony Braxton’s music, there was something soothing there, and when my eyes decided to find out who made the joyful noise, I was glad it did, because there on the screen was a beautiful woman singing melody, I was in love, devoid of sex, pure love for something, the kind of love that controls attention. Momentarily I wasn’t sure if it was for Tony or for Music itself but I loved the woman for a while. Then I grew to be fond of Music, it was sweet to my mind as it extended beyond the ears. Ther...

Man and his Freewill

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While this is not a piece on how long it has been that I posted on my blog, it is significant enough that I point out the gap. Man above all animals has the greatest ability of all, ability to do what-at a time when it suits. Although, the formal setting of paid employment has been able to confine this ability, but its existence is undeniable, this ability is freewill, just like any human, it’s been long I wrote a blog, posted anything, why? Freewill, I chose not to, I was probably too busy, that is deceiving, I had leisure-Freewill is what it is/was. Freewill, that gleam in our eyes when instructions are given, that slight adjustment of posture to superior directions, total compliance to what makes us the individual we are, ignoring that individual we can be. Freewill, the reason why an annoyed man will beat his wife, the reason subordinates will choose to ignore direct instructions, the reason why man will never trust another completely, that ability to obey intuition rath...