Segun Iwasanmi
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There's A Version Of You We're Missing
© Segun Iwasanmi Friday “Talk Am As E Be!" — 24/04/2026 💊💊💊 Sometimes I catch myself in small moments. The way I start to say something and then I stop halfway. Or the way I laugh, but not fully, like I’m checking if it’s too much. It’s small, but it’s there. And I know I didn’t used to do that. There is a version of you that has gone quiet like that. Is it because it did anything wrong? No, it's not because it needed to change. Just because, somewhere along the line, ...
Father Figures And Figure It Out — Part One
© Segun Iwasanmi Articles of Love (Spoken Word Pieces) — Article III 💊💊💊 They say a boy’s first hero is his father, but what happens when the hero is just a ghost in the hallway? Or a memory that only visits when the rent is due? Many grew up in houses where the walls were thick but the presence was thin, Looking at a Father Figure and trying to Figure It Out on your own. You see, a lot were raised by men who thought providing was the same as being present, So they gave you Prese...
Your Book Doesn't Need Everyone
© Iwasanmi Segun ✍️✍️✍️ This Morning, I watched two people argue over the same movie like their lives depended on it. One said it was the best thing he had seen all year, the other said he almost slept off before it ended. The funny part is, both of them were right. The story reached one person and missed the other completely, there was difference in connection. That thing happens in writing more than people realize. You sit down trying to make everybody happy, so you soften your ...
The Day Mummy Cried Too — Part One
© Segun Iwasanmi "This Thing Called Life" Series — Episode 22 💊💊💊 It was evening that day, our house was one of those compounds where life is always happening at the same time. Someone was frying something by the corner, children were arguing over a ball that had already torn, a generator was making that steady background noise that everybody has gotten used to. Then I heard a voice that did not match the moment. "Mummy, you too?" I turned slightly, not fully, just enough to see...
Pacing Is Invisible Until It's Wrong
© Iwasanmi Segun ✍️✍️✍️ One night I was reading someone's manuscript and I found myself checking the time, it wasn't because I was tired, but because the story refused to move. (No offense meant, I just want you all to learn) It was like sitting in a bus that had fuel, engine, everything… but the driver just kept pressing brake for no reason. Funny thing is, the writing itself was not bad. It had clean sentences, good grammar, even small small wisdom inside. But every scene staye...
The Algorithm Rewards Consistency — Final Part
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media— Chapter Nine 💊💊💊 It was an heart emoji from Funke. Christian held the phone in his hand and sat still for a while. The room was quiet, the early morning air cool against his skin. Somewhere outside, a rooster crowed like it had been waiting all night for this exact moment. He didn’t smile immediately. He felt he hadn’t done anything dramatic. No long fasting. No loud preaching in the middle of campus. No carefully planned “co...
Nobody is performing. Everybody is resting.
© Segun Iwasanmi Friday “Talk Am As E Be!" — 17/04/2026 💊💊💊 That’s the lie. Everybody is performing. Nobody is really resting. You’ll see it now. Someone is smiling, posting, looking like life is soft… but inside, they are tired, so tired that sleep cannot solve it. Living on vibes, quick food, and prayers they have not even finished praying. Then two people like that sit down to talk. Each person is carrying something heavy, but instead of dropping it, they hold it tighte...
The Algorithm Rewards Consistency — Part Seven
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media— Chapter Nine 💊💊💊 But the feeling didn’t stay long. He dropped the phone beside him and lay down. Inside him, the Evening Sync settled gently, like an engine that had finally found its rhythm. This time, when sleep came, it didn’t struggle to enter. By the time Christian woke up for his 5:00 AM prayer, his phone was already vibrating on the small table beside his bed. Just enough to pull him out of sleep. He reached for it, eyes...
Emotion Is The Real Engine
© Segun Iwasanmi ✍️✍️✍️ There was a story someone sent me one evening, voice note first, then the write-up. As he was reading it, his voice was shaking at some parts. You could hear it. Real feeling. Real pain. But when I opened the actual text, everything disappeared. The same story that made him pause while talking somehow became flat on paper. Like two different people were telling it. That thing happens more than people admit. You know the story is deep, you even feel it insi...
The Algorithm Rewards Consistency — Part Six
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media— Chapter Nine 💊💊💊 He had been measuring growth by feeling, not by direction. It was like planting something in the ground and digging it up every two days just to check if it had grown. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes briefly. All those small “yeses.” All those quiet moments nobody saw. They had been adding up. Then he reached for his physical phone, the one with the cracked screen guard at the edge. ...
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We pray so as to receive grace to pray more. Prayer should be a progression, the time spent on the altar should be increasing, not decreasing. It's saddening to see youths bragging today, “Those days on campus when I used to pray for.. hours" These is supposed to be a lamentation, is it supposed to increase or decrease? It shows a lack on your part, the Holy Ghost has been calling you into deeper intimacy, but disobedience is holding you back. And what's holding you back from going deeper, ...
Read Your Script Out Loud
© Segun Iwasanmi ✍️✍️✍️ One evening, I heard someone rehearsing a script in the next room, and I almost choked myself as I tried to prevent myself from laughing, not because it was funny, but because nobody in real life talks like that. “Hello, my dear friend, how was your day today?” Even the person reading it paused and said, “Wait… who talks like this?” This explains why some scenes die before they even reach a camera. It’s not the idea. It’s the sound of it. A ...
The Algorithm Rewards Consistency — Part Four
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media— Chapter Nine 💊💊💊 That night, sleep refused to come. Christian lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, one arm folded under his head, the other resting on his chest. The room was quiet except for the occasional sound of someone turning on the corridor outside, or a distant laugh that drifted in and faded away. Funke’s words stayed with him. You have a voice… people are reading… your content has engagement. He turned to his si...
The Thing About Growing Up Nobody Warned You About
© Segun Iwasanmi Friday “Talk Am As E Be!" — 10/04/2026 💊💊💊 The thing about growing up is that nobody really sits you down to explain how it will feel. The people ahead of you just smile in that knowing way and call it growing up, as if that one phrase is enough to carry all the weight. Because some days, it does not feel like progress. It feels like losing things you did not even know you were holding so tightly. You lose the ease you once had, the way you could sleep anywhere w...
The Algorithm Rewards Consistency — Part Three
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media— Chapter Nine 💊💊💊 “And those things you post in the department WhatsApp group,” she added. “Those short write-ups. People are reading them, you know.” Christian looked up, surprised. “They don’t feel like sermons,” she continued. “You just explain things simply. Like you’re talking to someone, not correcting them. People actually check the comments. Your posts have engagement.” Christian shook his head slowly. ...
Why Most Books Stop Halfway
© Segun Iwasanmi ✍️✍️✍️ There’s a way people start writing a book that always makes me smile small. You see them full of fire, talking about 12 chapters, plot twists, even the dedication page is already in their head. Two weeks later, the same person is avoiding that document like it offended them personally. It’s not laziness. That one is too easy to say. The truth is, the book became too big in their mind. Everything is sitting there at once, beginning, middle, ending, and ...
The Algorithm Rewards Consistency — Part One
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media— Chapter Nine 💊💊💊 Harmattan had started creeping into Ondo in its quiet way, settling on leaves, on rooftops, even on people’s skin. The cashew trees around the AFUED campus wore a thin layer of grey, as if someone had dusted them with chalk. The air was drier now, and in the evenings, the breeze carried that familiar cold that made you fold your arms without thinking. Christian stood on the balcony of his hostel, resting his elbows...
Grammar Didn't Kill Your Story
© Segun Iwasanmi ✍️✍️✍️ I once read a story that had fine grammar, everything neat, commas sitting where they should sit. But by the third paragraph, I didn’t even know who was talking again. I went back, read it twice, still the same confusion. It felt like listening to someone gist you in the dark, you can hear the voice clearly but you can’t see the face, so nothing is landing the way it should. And that one is worse than mistake. A lot of writers think their problem is gra...
God did not say that. We did.
© Segun Iwasanmi Friday “Talk Am As E Be!" — 03/04/2026 💊💊💊 Somewhere along the way, we started treating God like a place you go to drop requests and expect quick answers. Like if you say the right words and do the right things, everything should fall into place immediately. And when it does not, we feel disappointed, almost like something went wrong somewhere. But God is not a vending machine. He is not someone you press and collect from. He is God. And the truth about Him is no...
Situationships And Citizenships — Part Two
© Segun Iwasanmi Articles of Love (Spoken Word Pieces) — Article II 💊💊💊 They want to dine at the table but never commit to the house. So they visit hearts like tourists take pictures, leave memories, never stay long enough to build anything that lasts. And you, you start shrinking your standards to fit their comfort. You start calling confusion connection, calling delay depth, calling absence space. But space without purpose is just distance in disguise. Let me say this slowly ...
Situationships And Citizenships — Part One
© Segun Iwasanmi Articles of Love (Spoken Word Pieces) — Article II 💊💊💊 We met in a space that had no name, just vibes, just late nights, just “let’s see how it goes.” No label, no table, just crumbs we called connection. You said, “Let’s not complicate things.” So we complicated souls instead. We were together, but not tethered. Close enough to feel, far enough to deny. Situationship a relation without real action, a courtship that fears hardship, a connection allergi...
Obedient But Off Course — Final Part
© Segun Iwasanmi “This Thing Called Life" Series — Episode 21 💊💊💊 If you follow instructions without understanding direction, you can be moving correctly and still be lost. E shock you? It's because nobody will correct you. Nobody stops you. You even look disciplined and ook serious. People will clap for you. Meanwhile, you are far from where you are supposed to be. I have seen people defend wrong paths with correct habits. “I pray.” “I try.” “I don’t offend anybody...
Obedient But Off Course — Part Two
© Segun Iwasanmi “This Thing Called Life" series — Episode 21 💊💊💊 Another person wakes up early, posts motivational quotes, shares deep captions, responds “noted” in every group chat, but their actual life is standing still. Nothing is changing. Then you see someone in a relationship, always available, always answering calls, always present, but not actually building anything meaningful. Just showing up, not showing depth. It is possible to be present and still be absent. Tha...
Love Is Not The Problem, Our Definition Is.
© Segun Iwasanmi Friday “Talk Am As E Be!" 💊💊💊 Love did not fail you. It only feels that way because of what you were shown and what you came to believe love should look like. And quietly, without even naming it, you have been trying to settle the difference. Trying to make sense of why something that was supposed to feel safe ended up leaving marks. Sometimes it starts small. The way someone spoke to you and called it care. The way silence followed when you needed words. The way yo...
Obedient But Off Course — Part One
© Segun Iwasanmi “This Thing Called Life" series — Episode 21 💊💊💊 It started with a small argument that was not supposed to become anything serious. Two friends stood by the roadside, their voices rising slowly, not shouting yet, but already sharp enough to draw attention. “I did exactly what they said,” one of them kept insisting. “Exactly,” the other replied. “That is the problem. You did what they said, not what you were meant to do.” I was not part of the convers...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Final Part
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media — Chapter Eight 💊💊💊 “It’s okay, my son,” she said. “Everybody gets those days.” Christian nodded and tore the corner of the sachet with his teeth. The cold water slid down his throat and settled somewhere deep inside him. He knew now what those days really were. They were the days you tried to move through a complicated world with a disconnected soul. Days when the signal was weak and every small thing felt heavier than it ...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Ten
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media — Chapter Eight 💊💊💊 … Christian leaned back against the rough bark of the tree, his chest rising and falling unevenly. Relief washed through him so quickly it almost made him dizzy. He looked again at the Spirit-Interface. Another notification appeared quietly. CEO: Response Received. Because you finally stayed on the line. A small pause. Then the final line blinked gently. Next time the Morning Sync calls… don’t snooze it...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Nine
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media — Chapter Eight 💊💊💊 It was rough and quiet. Those ones that comes when someone finally admits the truth to himself. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, staring at the red dust on his feet. “I’m really sorry. I’ve been treating You like a joke. Like something I can open only when my own data finishes.” His voice faded, but he stayed there. Minutes passed. He didn’t ask for money for his mother. He didn’t beg for the exam t...
We Have Normalized Something We Should Not Have
© Segun Iwasanmi Friday “Talk Am As E Be!" These days, it feels like we no longer know how to pause. Rest has slowly been replaced with content. Sleep has been traded for endless scrolling. Even silence now feels uncomfortable, so we fill it with noise and call it productivity. And then we find ourselves tired in a strange way. The kind of tiredness that sleep alone cannot fix. That tiredness has a name. But most of us are moving too fast to sit quietly long enough to hear it. Your body h...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Seven
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media — Chapter Eight 💊💊💊 For a moment the world seemed to pause. The laughter of students passing nearby faded. The sound of a motorbike somewhere down the road became distant. Even the birds in the tree above him seemed to fall silent. Christian swallowed hard. “I… I’ll see what I can do,” he said slowly. The call ended. His hands were shaking now. This was the moment he needed help. Real help. Help that moved mountains. He...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Six
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media — Chapter Eight 💊💊💊 The class passed like fog. Words floated past him but refused to settle anywhere in his head. Dr. Adebayo’s voice moved steadily across the room, Whiteboard marker scribbling on the board, pages turning, students murmuring quietly. Christian tried to write but his pen kept pausing halfway through sentences. His mind drifted to the most useless places—random memories, old football highlights, even the chorus of ...
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How does one plant on a land full of weed? The seed would either die or live competing for space, light, air and nutrients. Until Men learn to come to God with an open heart, they would always leave without receiving from him —— Azusa Reigniters Tribe
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Five
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media — Chapter Eight 💊💊💊 … A small group of students stood near the door. Among them was Funke, the one who always noticed when he posted something spiritual on the department group chats. The one who liked to tease him about becoming “Brother Christian.” She waved when she saw him. “Christian! You’re almost late,” she said, her eyes bright with excitement. “Did you see the update on the department group?” He shook his ...
This One Rule Saves Bad Script
© Segun Iwasanmi ✍️✍️✍️ An old village storyteller once said something that stayed with me. He said when elders gather to tell long stories at night, nobody notices the hours passing. But the moment the storyteller starts wandering, adding things that don’t move the tale forward, people begin to cough, stretch their legs, and quietly leave the fire. Stories have always been like that, even before cinema arrived. The camera simply made the rule stricter. A film scene is not the...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Four
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media 💊💊💊 … Christian blinked. The woman normally greeted him with a warm smile, sometimes even adding an extra sachet when the weather was too hot. “Ah, Mama,” he said, trying to laugh it off. “Na just Fifty naira now. Why you dey vex like this?” The conversation shifted quickly. One sentence became two, then three, and before Christian knew it they were talking over each other. It was nothing serious, nothing dramatic, but the ...
Talk Am As E be.
© Segun Iwasanmi 💊💊💊 Nobody is really okay and everybody is really pretending and somehow that is the thing keeping social gatherings alive. You walk in, "I'm fine, you?" "Fine, you?" Fine. Fine. Fine. Meanwhile the whole room is one honest conversation away from crying into the small chops. The thing is, we have done this so long that the mask has started to feel like a face. Someone finally asks how you are really doing and you panic because you have forgotten the answer. Many ...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Three
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media 💊💊💊 … Christian paused at the doorway, one hand resting on the frame. For a moment he just stood there. Somewhere inside his head a small voice rose up, gentle but stubborn. It sounded very much like his mother’s voice on those mornings she used to knock on his door before school. Go back. Kneel down first. Christian glanced at his wristwatch instead. 8:45 AM. His heart skipped a little. Philosophy of Education started at nine, a...
Motivation Won't Finish Your Book
© Segun Iwasanmi ✍️✍️✍️ There is a notebook on Mr Lagbaja’s table that has been “about to become a book” for three years. The owner is serious about it. Every January he announces it like a national project. New year, new resolution, new discipline. But by March the notebook is back on the table again, resting like someone that came to greet and decided to sleep over. One evening they were talking and he said something honest. “I don’t lack motivation,” he said. “...
Notification: “You Haven't Prayed Today" — Part Two
© Segun Iwasanmi The Algorithm Of Heaven's Media 💊💊💊 … Outside the room his neighbour, Kayode was already up, pouring water from a yellow bucket into a smaller one. The splashing echoed against the bare walls. The sharp smell of Morning Fresh soap filled the environment. Christian rubbed his eyes. “I’ll pray in the bathroom,” he told himself quietly. “Or maybe while walking to class. It’s a long trek to the lecture theatre anyway. I’ll just plug in my earphones so peo...
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I love this song "Jehovah take over, I have to the end of myself, Hallelujah, I have come to the end of my self" Sometimes God drives men to the end of the wall, so that they'll be left with no choice than to turn to Him for help. That's one of the extent of his love. —— Azusa Reigniters Tribe
