States of Mind

Sometimes your mind just feels all over the place. You're neither happy, nor sad, neither excited nor depressed, neither peaceful nor angry. You feel you're in a chaotic state of messed up neutrality. That state of neutrality is actually a most peaceful and desirable state of being. It is the oceans of creation from which everything else is brought into existence.


The Middle Path 

​Behold; I looked and I saw that the world is neither black nor white, but both. We are all neither here nor there, but somewhere in between. Neither on this side, nor that; and no, not on a fence,  For there is no fence, only a path. The middle path, for all to walk toward awakening.

“Olódùmarè”, not God

Olódùmarè clearly requires neither our service nor worship. It is exceedingly sufficient  enough to be a source without requiring returns. Unlike Gods which exhibit clearly masculine characteristics, Olódùmarè is beyond the classifications of gender, combining both the masculine and feminine characteristics as they both come from It. From It, all things came, through laws and principles that are foundational to all of existence. Unlike Gods, It is therefore not an interventionist being.

On Truth

You cannot rely on anyone for your education, but must embark on a personal journey of discovery. Read books you aren't meant to read, discuss topics you shouldn't even think about, question popular beliefs, don't just accept the way your ancestors did things during the dark age many centuries ago, experiment and find new ways. Belief never simply translates to truth, no matter the number of people who hold  or however deep their conviction.

Fiat Lux

Strenghten us oh Christ, who was cast down Be the light guiding our path, oh risen one Fortify us to stand like thee, now As we forsake mass opium, oh glorious risen one.


The gods will liberate us someday So we say, when nothing spills We fail to grasp the simple truth Ògún only favours the quick sitter The Olympians will not meddle with men as long as Zeus lives He who desires liberation gains it by force The boot that wears the boot of oppression Does not move till it is struck God is asleep, blind or deaf And the gods do battle only by the might of men