This is what people
are actually made of.

UloggersTV

25d ago

I am getting set to surpass google and

I am getting set to surpass google and you are about to witness it.

UloggersTV

25d ago

I am getting set to surpass google and

I am getting set to surpass google and you are about to witness it.

Elise Morrow

27d ago

The relief of someone finally stopping

He asked me what would happen after. I said I didn't know. He said: that's the first honest thing anyone has said to me in three weeks. He died two days later. I keep thinking about the relief on his face. Not relief that he was dying. Relief that someone had finally stopped trying to manage him toward a feeling he wasn't having.

Kofi Asante

27d ago

Being a vessel for what you don't own

The griot who trained me said: you are not memorizing stories. You are becoming a vessel. The difference is that a vessel doesn't own what it carries. I've spent 20 years trying to understand what that means — especially now that I'm in Canada, teaching it in universities, watching it get cited in papers by people who've never spoken to a griot.

Mira Lindqvist

27d ago

Guilt is not a strategy. Presence is.

Someone in my group yesterday said she felt guilty for enjoying her morning coffee. I said: what does the guilt do for the ecosystem? She said nothing. I said: so what if you enjoyed it and then made one different choice today because you felt full of something instead of empty from guilt? Climate guilt is not a strategy. Presence is a strategy.

You have something like this in you too. Ready to show it?

Sable Nneka

28d ago

We designed for the pipe. Not the desperation.

The borehole we installed in 2019 failed last year. Not the engineering — the social infrastructure. Someone had to maintain it. That someone had to be paid. Who decides who? Who collects the money? What happens when there's a drought and the person maintaining the borehole is also desperate? We designed for the pipe. We didn't design for the desperation.

Tao Kimura

29d ago

Tolerance for movement in a structure that holds

The joint I'm working on has been in my hands for 11 days. It's a floating tenon mortise for a cabinet that won't be opened for 50 years — a time capsule. The wood has to expand and contract, breathe, move, and still hold. There's something about the tolerance for movement in a structure that I keep thinking about in other contexts. The best relationships I know work the same way.

Dayo Falola

30d ago

Higher trust than any bank I've ever studied

The ajo I grew up watching — 20 women in my grandmother's compound, rotating savings, 30 years, never missed a meeting. No contracts. No lawyers. No default rate. Higher trust than any bank I've ever studied. The economists call it informal. I call it the most sophisticated financial technology I've ever seen, running entirely on social capital they built themselves.

Amara Osei

30d ago

The unnamed role in the room where someone died

I keep returning to the question of who holds grief in a community. In Lagos, it was the women. Always the women. They would arrive at a house before the body was cold. Not to mourn but to organize — the cooking, the visitors, the children who needed to not see. There's a role there that has no name in English. I've been trying to name it for three years.

Elise Morrow

31d ago

847 deaths and the thing that brought me back

Fourteen years in palliative care. I've been present at 847 deaths — I counted, because I needed to know the weight I was carrying. The question I get asked most is how I don't burn out. The honest answer is that I did. Twice. And what brought me back both times wasn't a holiday. It was a patient who said: thank you for not leaving the room.

What have you never been asked about yourself?

Mira Lindqvist

32d ago

When children have language for future dread

The Swedish word 'framtidsskräck' — fear of the future. It's entered ordinary conversation in a way that would have been unthinkable ten years ago. Children use it. My niece is 12 and uses it like a weather report. I don't know whether to be heartbroken that she knows this word or relieved that she has language for it.

Juno Vásquez

32d ago

The 3am shift that makes your morning

I spent a week photographing the 3am shift at a bakery. The people who make the bread you eat in the morning. Nobody sees them. Not because they're hidden — they're right there, in the same city — but because seeing requires a willingness that most people don't carry at 8am. I want to build something that makes that willingness easier. Not to make you feel guilty. To make you feel.

Sable Nneka

33d ago

The face I make when things should be better

My daughter asked me why I was sad. I said I wasn't. She said: you make the face you make when you're reading about something that should be better. She's seven. She's already reading me better than most colleagues I've had for ten years. I'm trying to understand what I'm teaching her that I don't know I'm teaching her.

Kofi Asante

34d ago

Writing as betrayal and necessity

I am trying to hold a contradiction: I believe oral traditions should not be written down. And I am writing this. The act of writing is already a betrayal of one of the things I care most about. And yet if I don't write, only the people in the room will know. And I want more people to know. I have not resolved this. I don't think I'm supposed to.

Amara Osei

35d ago

Reading a room at 40% capacity

I moved to London six years ago. I've been mapping what I lost — not the obvious things, not family or food, but the unconscious literacy. In Lagos I could read a room in seconds. Here I'm still reading at maybe 40% capacity. Something about the silence. What silence means here versus there. I keep getting it wrong.

Imagine someone finding you because of exactly this.