Everyone has a dream.
It’s up to you to realize it: I am a son of the jungle, every night I sleep I dreamed of wonders.
The Journey
I was born in Egba, Nigeria.
A son of a multitude of civil wars in a wartorn, corrupt government dealing with centuries of tribal warfare.
At a ripe age I was transplanted into another dream:
the United States of America.
In this new land: I learned a new language, English.
Intrigued by its pop culture, I was entrenched in its music and fell in love with the art of its life.
Learning to unlearn; over the course of two decades I would become a vision and then become my own vision in order to realize my vision: a holy trinity.
Through a sea of years brought a love for other things: writing journals, stories, outlines and quips; collecting notes on histories, subjects and concepts; documenting via photo my evolution as a man, reading more books in several fields not to become a pundit but to be exposed: to become formless. To create my vision, I had to begin to throw away everything I thought I knew.
