We live in a world where gregarious instinct is strong. Everything is seen from the view of a brand. If it is not a brand it makes no sense and its value and usefulness put to question.
We live in the world where every month, every event , every moment in our life etc is celebrated with a more cliché expression, happy this! ,happy that!!. It is more of a brand and people gregariously follow it.
Our generation is becoming so fixated with such to the point that nothing passes without it being celebrated with “happy this ,happy that expressions” .
Happy good morning, happy new day, happy new month, happy new hour, happy new week etc. Sadly these expressions come most times from sources that are in themselves unhappy with virtually everything around them.
Without being nicely and diplomatic in expression, what are the various and obvious indexes to show that we are generally happy, deep seated satisfied and sincerely cool with the events around us?
Our lives have been tailored and designed with features of robots, unconscious of what is said, but have to say it since it had already been programed in the subconscious, kind of automated
Even when we are passing through the valley of death covered with the ashes of misfortune and clothed with the garment of pains and disprivation, the mein and disposition is always It is well , it is well, with my soul with my soul playing to the gallery and covering the rags of our emotional breakdown and the stinks of our financial storm.
In as much as it is good to auto-suggest positively, oftentimes it is also good to tell truth to our realities, away from the pandering, paper covering and cosmetics surgeries and decorations of what inherently is bad and unbearable.
How boring and unwholesome would it be, taking you down history lane of Valentine celebration? It is a celebration of love no doubt, but not any kind of love. A love that is a burden bearer, thinks about others, empties self unto others without gratification, transcends beyond the borders of bloodline to the space that is alien strange ,with no affection and emotions, seeking only to make hearts happy, no matter tribe, race and religion.
The Valentine celebration of our time is a scam. Like the present fuel in the country, adulterated with an over dose of love “methanol and ethanol” which are outside the official specification of love expression.
Many destines have been knocked, futures mared just because of the injection and intake of a love fuel that is adulterated.
As the day draws near, 14th February is now a date with a lot of expectations, events and expressions.
What are you expecting? What do you intend to express,how ,where and with who? The date is slippery for those whose moral shoes are trade barred with no friction; anything less than a mighty headlong fall would be a miracle.
Apart from the usual frivolous and oftentimes mundane activities that occupy the date , can we think love from the sacrificial angle? Love that seeks to give, heal, reconcile, accommodate, forgive , let go? Love that frowns at injustices ,nepotism and ethnic baises?
Can the Boko Haram, the Bandits, the kidnappers, the ritualistic, the Yahoo plus, the mighty pen thieves in government establishment etc see this date as moments of speaking truth, bitter truth to our depraved consciences for a better and healthier society?
Until we get to the point in our lives as a nation, as a body of Christ, as a family etc when nothing but love becomes the rallying and binding force, any celebration around 14th February in the name of love is a big scam.
What manner of Valentine celebration is it, when the hearts of men are filled and overwhelmed with wickedness, ills and man’ inhumanity to fellow man?
Those who wait till 14th February to show love to their loved ones are by my estimation learners in the act of love expression. And those who see this date as a mandate to go yee into the world and make amorous intimacies should have their fuel adulterated with methanol.
We need love, love is indispensable in our human relationship. The love that gives dispassionately, the love that cares and shares without selfish ends. Not the love with an over dose of methanol and ethanol! It knocks engines!
Happy love day in advance.
# Jarlath
