• PRISON BREAK

     “For the present is the point at which time touches eternity”, Writes C.S. Lewis. We are always in constant battle between what we know and what we feel; Head vs Heart. The question always remains, how exactly do we break out of this war? Truth be told, we are confined only by the walls we…

  • A CORRUPTED FLESHPOT JOURNEY.

    “This world is not my home”, a song that I have always enjoyed, reminding me that we are just pilgrims on a journey waiting for our permanent migration to our eternal home in heaven. We are passing through this life and rather quickly it seems, and yet it feels like forever. In a place where…

This is how it all started…

I’ve always had a loud mind. Constantly shooting ideas, half-formed thoughts, questions I couldn’t ignore. Most of them didn’t need answers. They just needed somewhere to go.

For a long time, I carried them around. Let them pile up. That didn’t end well. Writing became the release. The pause button. A way to slow my thinking down enough to hear myself clearly. Not to impress. Not to perform. Just to empty the noise onto a page.

Babithoughts is personal. Unfiltered. Sometimes messy. Sometimes sharp. Often unfinished. It mirrors how my mind actually works, not how it’s supposed to sound.

I write here to make sense of things. Work. People. Ambition. Contradictions. Africa. Me.