Author name: Clinton Akporherhe

Do you think you have glory? it’s a strange question but hear me out. You see, there are people who arrive into the world, carrying a strange light around them. Before they have earned a thing, before they have fought a battle or won a prize, life already seems inclined in their direction. Doors open. Fortune […]

by Clinton Akporherhe If left unchecked, “I’m not really a fan of AI” can, in time, become “Let’s blow up the AI data centres.” It sounds absurd, perhaps even laughable, but the distance between mild disdain and outright hostility is often shorter than we imagine. Human beings have always found it easier to direct their anger towards people,

My first encounter with death was in the year 2000. You could say I was blissfully ignorant. Let me explain. I remember that day precisely. It rained water and ice, literally, and I played beneath it with my siblings and cousins, arms stretched wide. My maternal grandfather had been buried that morning. I was sad,

I’ll be painfully honest; I am writing this half-asleep. Not the kind that comes before rest, but the other kind, where you are awake and technically functioning yet somehow dimmer than you should be. Like a phone stuck at thirty percent. I have deleted Instagram maybe four times before. I am writing this on the

/ˌmɛtəkɒɡˈnɪʃn/ And here you go again. This will be your first time putting text to paper this year. I hope it is worth it, because you might as well drop that pen at once. What in the sweet hell has gotten into you, thinking you are a writer now? That dream died a long time

Humility is the gateway to wisdom. You can’t pour new knowledge into a mind that is already convinced it holds all the answers. My journey, especially my search for God, has been a continuous cycle of learning, unlearning, and relearning. A profound sense of peace, a kind of heaven, emerges when you truly grasp how

The distinction between good and bad becomes powerfully clear when seen through the lens of the Samurai-inspired concepts of the Warrior and the Gardener. True goodness isn’t impressive when one lacks the capacity for harm; it becomes a compliment only when you possess the skill, strength, and means to inflict damage but consciously choose peace.

In contemporary discourse, very few topics are as fiercely debated or as grievously misunderstood as the so-called “gender war.” Popular narratives paint a picture of a battlefield where women, newly liberated by modernity, have forsaken tradition, seeking power, validation, and promiscuity with the top echelon of men, or men closer to that class. Meanwhile, men