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In the Spirit of Gbogborima

In the Spirit of Gbogborima

In the Spirit of Gbogborima

Gbogborima is the spirit, if you like. The Spirit of the Brotherhood of All Men! No spirit is greater, when you discover it. Such men are willing to take the Steps to Brotherly love. The brotherhood does not exclude women, it embraces them. The Steps are the complete structure that arises from the 4-7 Creed. You can table it as a matrix in which every step leads to fulfilment.

The surest way to complete the Steps is thorough commitment. The easiest way to fail is to seek benefits and power during each step. You cannot have both, either you choose one or the other. After the fulfilment you will have all, you need. For you would have learned to live the life under the discernment of usefulness. (more…)

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Subsea Retreat Extended

Subsea Retreat Extended

Subsea Retreat Extended

There is something that makes you jazz into my island, O my Cap’n

Another visit to Davy Jones Locker, you are welcome

There is something that makes you jazz into my island, O Tortuga

I am surely still piping onboard a rough Island, with my samba

There is something that makes you jazz into my island, Paramole

I am evermore sailing alongside matelots; I do no less (more…)

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Subsea Retreat for Captain Blood.

Subsea Retreat for Captain Blood

Subsea Retreat for Captain Blood

Lapotidunity is the best thing goscolene, my favourite spirit, can do for anyone. Therefore, I avoid downing any more than two shots with joy and not sorrow. How can I not celebrate life despite living a life more tempestuous than El Niño?  Drinking or rumming, it’s all the same thing depending on whom you are doing it with.

Nevertheless, today though, I am drinking alone, and I call it rumming. I do it every Friday evening in the best place for it ever, Davy Jones Locker. I am here waiting for yet another return of Paramole in a few days’ time. It’s his birthday soon. (more…)

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Yet Another Birthday with Cap’n Blood

Yet Another Birthday With Cap’n Blood

Yet Another Birthday With Cap’n Blood

A rugged tale of yet another surprise yet memorable birthday with Cap’n Bloood in Davy Jones Locker. He comes bearing rum.

Wednesday 13th of July, 2022, in a cold secluded place sailors dread…

I am deep in thought and all my sensory capabilities are dormant. Never lost in thought; I often find my complete self in thought. If someone can sail the rough seas from brook to ocean without finding themselves complete in thought and the action it begets, then he is a lubber. Nothing more. My thoughts always gear towards the fostering of the better society but it is a lonely vocation despite the thousands who swear to seek it. Davy Jones Locker (DJL) is the best place ever to find oneself in thought and there I sat without being wopicious.

My sensory faculties reactivate by the touch of a hand. It is a surprise, a moderate grip of my shoulder. In a couple of seconds, I return myself to the corporeal present moment, then turn my head to see who it is surprising me. It is Cap’n Blood (CB) himself. I fall into a daze with amazement for a moment. Then remembered it is his birthday, thirteen days before mine. (more…)

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My Name Follows Me

My Name Follows Me

My Name Follows Me is a story of the untold effects of names given to men on their initiation into fraternities. The story tells of  Evo, a young man who unwittingly joins a university campus grown fraternity and finds himself in continual hopeless circumstances because of his new identity. (more…)

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Nathaniel Oyelola Rejects the Locker

Nathaniel Oyelola Rejects the Locker

Nathaniel Oyelola Rejects Davy Jones Locker

A strange event floated into my quiet space like an aimless freak and stuns me harder than a shockwave. The indigo lights had come on indicating a great personality or deity is ready to visit Davy Jones Locker for some unpur knownpose or is it unknown purpose. Then the light went out, making my eyes fall to the ground then return to its sockets with a little dust that itched them. Such a one-in-a-billion chance event had to be a cancellation or an error. I was worried. (more…)

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