For as long as I can recollect, perhaps motivated by a false sense of reality, I chose to devote my energy in engaging my world via social media platforms by short status updates and repeated commentary and counter commentary, going back and forth and round about in a bid to pass across my convictions about issues in governance and society at large rather than writing theses like this which, by that false presumption, to my mind, was not as effective as the regular status updates because as I presumed, 'people don't read'. I was wrong. Whether short or long, I have now come to the awareness that a well written piece properly stuffed with strong meat will be chewed in the same breath and strength as a short and witty update. The only difference being that in most cases, in constructing short and witty updates, the literary elements in the Author will demand his use of esoteric allusions devoid of the sophistry of grandstanding verbiage as he would have been at liberty to employ where he writing a thesis as I currently am. Unfortunately, in such a situation, the depth of meaning and the massage may be lost, misunderstood or out rightly not understood by those for whom it was meant resulting in limited impact than was intended by him, the Author and his piece, the thesis.
Then again, writing theses and exploring; exploiting the power of words, their sweetness in rhythm, superfluous rhetorics and choice cliches excites the soul, inspires the human mind and re-fires flickering flames but sadly, also wears in weariness the learning lad; the one for whom the education is intended. Which was why ab initio, I elected to retire from elevated verbosity in adoption of elementary sagacity and puerile relativity in my communication on new media platforms and this is the problem with theses when fully baked; they will be chewed and enjoyed like cola nuts by the mature alone.
So what becomes of the fledging; the suckling and be-suckled? No, that is no longer my due to deal? What becomes of me in my inability to strike that vital chord that unleashes vistas of uncharted yet famed frontiers? Yes, what becomes of me? Shall or should I remain banned to babbal banality for want of understanding? I forbid so. Even God so forbids. Therefore, he that would learn must rise to the demands of education which calls to a finer state of being far beyond gravity's pull to hold. Such a person must seek for much more than the available and convenient; for so have all mature minds done and continue to do as they uncover new worlds.
This is why like a retired carpenter, I have gone back to my abandoned toolbox; to the chisel, to chop off fading facades and with the hammer to drive deeper into depths within and hit at the core of the koko vitality. I have in addition decided, that if I shall bend, it must be to inspire and uplift and not to remain fixed and bent; for as I said before, he that must learn must himself strive and rise than make as himself that which is finer.
