ANIMA ANIMUS

Following a chat with one of you I promised to write on relationships, in the conversation she inquired if I had straight friends. Lets pause that and enjoy me ranting as long as my pride allows me on how much I mingle with more straight men than any other gender, plus sexual orientation caucus and if there is anything I have learnt through my travels across borders if you know what I mean is that relations are in the support of the grammatical errors we wear so proudly ‘The same difference’. (Pride kicks in) So today we speak of relationships in the I (Immah) perspective. Just so you know and can judge my state of mind right now with the utmost accuracy, I am on a romantic movie marathon as instructed by Her Godesty. The fact that I am not intoxicated at all should also be dutifully appreciated. That said we should unanimously agree that the need to interact, connect, communicate and relate is a human aspect we all have (sociopaths can stop shaking their heads…..NOW!). Wh...

hehehehehe It is disrespectful and silly of me to have such lovely people reading and take so long to write. So this shall be me paying up my dues….(30mins later) Now I have started writing this blog thrice and I give myself an excuse of why I should not make ‘that’ a public reading when I start. Making it obvious that I have been having so much trouble writing simply because that voice in my head (I got a few too many) can’t stop giving me excuses on why not. So we shall work with me writing about whatsoever I wanna write about and you reading only what holds your interests (like when was it not, some may ask?). Let’s give the lesbians a break and focus on a little bit more than me trying to impose my ideas, beliefs or lack there off in most cases on them. So today I shall speak of something that I think is imperative for all LGBTI persons in our country to think through.      Here we have Kenya going to the polls in the next few months and the public joins...

Mother is in town!!! She surprised me…sadly, that she shall be spending yester night in my humble abode. Which went way better than I expected, she is still funny as hell. Something I have lost sight of lately as I ran off from her environs to avoid the ever dreaded sexuality talk that will surface any time from now…it’s most likely right around the corner. Had me walking on a straight path, am even missing my kitchen for the bathroom: cornerphobia. Being the wise silly fuck I am, I have taken my time to go through some write-ups on sexuality so as to equip myself with necessary answers just in case the world is flat and this will turn into an emotionless conversation and I shall get a chance to explain/give a lecture on sexuality that will help her weigh the situation logically and we shall high-five on what an orgasmic (pun intended) topic it is. In my aim to make sure I don’t suffer with too much collected facts and not a single soul to suffer the intake with me. I made it ...

  Its time I acted like the woMan I say I am Put it all out, lay it on the table Finally! 1 st I don’t like you 2 nd I don’t wanna love you 3 rd I won’t be fucking with you Funny how some think they can come to you space at their own will Take it upon themselves to make your life unbearable if not liveable Afterwards show up and expect nothing but love and admiration from you In this case me! How I wish someone will offer you the news That I am not yours to have and you will never own me You can be sure I will die with you in my life Simply because there is no other way around it Wish I could show you the loath I have for you Pack up and find someone who will give me a new US One that will be minus the humongous skeleton in our closet That may never let me see past what we had I wanna look at you and not wanna punish you Not wish I could wash your scent off me when we are done I wish I didn’t need you I didn’t want you But I am...

I am having a conversation with my pals Blessol, Leila, Catty and Sheila the discussion is all over the place on social injustices, colonization, classism, slave trade, being lesbian in Kenya and revolution (yes it’s not just you Tracy Chapman has been running through my mind though out the talk). So Blessol really believe that at the point she is at this mind closed environment we live in there is no chance of make it differently and Catty and I who are conc. believers on change and making a space where some(please note) can get to enjoy their lives regardless of their income, gender identity and sexual orientation. Her point are very valid and take me a step back to evaluate how occurrences that have happened to my people and not the human race as a whole affect what we may be trying to do right now. Lets taking it from the part where the extremely content half naked African man has to pay for giving an explorer a chance to dialogue that made us end up with years of colonizat...