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Things That Make Me Mad (the beginning)

...life is short and cliché, so I kept quiet for Chibuzor.

2018, and I was on a road I didn't realize I was threading.
Life is crazy stupid, believe me.
I hate the fact that Nigeria my country was basically sold to us Nigerians, and it's twisted coz the stakes are low for us... We've always been that cheap.
Maybe this is a digression, you know, those people who take one good look at us tech guys and assume the very good ones should be richer than the rest because we're smarter and should be more entreprising which in essence, means we should be very good at fraud.
It irritates me even if let's admit it, many of us have done social engineering at some level.
Maybe that wasn't a digression, I mean money was the elephant in the hypothetical room. I mean...
Think about it, the other time, a thread was started online once where women were asked what they would do if they were offered a sum in the millions by a boss who raped them. I don't expect that you don't know the feedback.
Good people die, their dreams with them.
It sucks, this life is short and cliché, so I kept quiet for Chibuzor.
One minute didn't do it anyways.
I knew him 2 years ago. Hardworking, a good heart, and quiet enough to be a kin spirit.
He had that hidden temper that I just could relate with.
I knew him... Just the thought of having to say knew makes me mad. Yet, do I question God? Never!
80% of the time, the people who supposedly are 'hardworking' are really just lying.
Think about it, many of them tell you they've been through this, they've done that. I do not disagree that people go through stuff but this brings me to my most controversial statement, 'most of the problems we've gone through in life are basically our own doing.'
In summary, many people forget building a personal relationship with God and look to humans.
Humans are mortal, promises die.
We say we want change... The statement alone is genius.
The love of change (allow me explain, change also means money) is also the biggest problem we have.
The root of all our evils.
Prosperity is not wealth yet, people would argue blindly.
See, everyone to their thought process.
Though I have always said it that illiterates are not those without western education but those who blindly walk into an argument with just one mindset which they are unwilling to change.
I'm bored.
Gonna stop now.

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