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The World According to Humans: Life Inside the Prison of Beliefs-A Reality Check
The piece offers a reflective and interdisciplinary exploration of how human beings construct belief systems—scientific, ideological, and religious—to create a sense of certainty within a reality that remains complex, evolving, and ultimately...
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The Incredible Human Body: A Journey Through Anatomy
Imagine a city that never sleeps, where highways carry messages at lightning speed, factories produce energy non-stop, and security guards protect every corner. That city is your body — a living masterpiece of anatomy. Your heart is the engine,...
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Teamwork
"Far in the northern part of the world lived people who wanted to make their own clothes but lacked the idea. Meanwhile, people in the west had the idea but lacked materials. Another group in the east had both materials and the idea but...
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Morning Oath
Even a night that will not bend Must one day come to an end. The clock may stall, the sky may seal, But time is stubborn; light is real. A wind waits for gold to climb, A wound submits to patient time. And hearts that thought they’d lost their...
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The Truth About Fire
Here’s the gloomy truth about fire: It’s destructive, it’s consuming, It burns away people, let alone buildings,   It keeps growing higher and higher, It eats till there’s nothing left and still keeps moving, Swallowing wood, giving birth to...
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The power of fixation
Hate learned my name before I learned my own, It whispered certainty where doubt lived. I clenched it like a weapon, Mistaking noise for power, Mistaking anger for strength. I became fixated— Eyes locked on wounds that refused to close, Counting...
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The Talking Drum of Oke-Ira
Many years ago, in a small village called Oke-Ira in southwestern Nigeria, there lived a young man named Ade. Ade was hardworking and clever, but he had one weakness—he always delayed important matters. He often said, “I will do it later. There is...
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Between the Chisel and the Crown
The limestone block sat before Elam like a silent accuser. In the subterranean cool of the royal quarries, the air was thick with the scent of wet stone and the metallic tang of bronze tools. Elam was a man of the Judean hills, accustomed to the...
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THE FUNERAL IN NIGERIA
Death at the windows of every roof, Twerking to the applauses of perfect rules, Oh Nigeria your order is here, Do not pray, do not fear, The dust you've scattered, The cloud have gathered. The tree you've shaken, Is blowing you a mighty...
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hello my name is mark and i wrote a book but i need help
marks high school journey Arememable day love's cruel truth
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