BRIAN

19/01/2026

I have a dream.
Before I leave this world, I will exhaust my soul by touching lives.
I have a dream of touching souls, not for fame, not for reward—but for love.
I have a dream of painting wounded hearts with kindness,
of turning pain into hope,
and silence into understanding.
I have a dream of unifying the world—not by power or force,
but by the quiet strength of kindness.
I have a dream of being contagious—
that my compassion will spread faster than hate,
that my love will outlive my body.
I have a dream that my children will be proud to carry my name,
not because of what I owned,
but because of who I was.
I have a dream that my children will inherit my kindness,
that love will be my legacy.
I have a dream that I will be a genuine friend
to every soul I encounter—
honest, present, and true.
I have a dream that God will bless me,
not just with success,
but with purpose.
And above all,
I have a dream that God will be glorified through me—
through my actions,
my words,
and my love.
This is my dream.
This is my calling.

17/09/2025

Dear Son,

I know you’re still young, and maybe I’m not the father you hoped for. Maybe you look at me and don’t find me interesting. I’m sorry. I want you to know the truth, even if I don’t always show it.

Life has worn me down. The system pushed me to the edge and left me juggling bills, work, and a thousand small battles that steal my time and my calm. Because of that, I am often not available. I cannot promise I’ll be there every day to hold you when you cry or to laugh with you at silly jokes. I am limited in the ways I can give you the comfort you deserve.

I don’t know how much your mother tells you about me, or if she tells you that I love you. So I’ll say it plainly here: I love you. My heart aches for you every single day. There isn’t an hour that goes by without me wishing I could do more — be more. I carry the shame of my failures and the hope of fixing them.

Forgive me, my son. Forgive a man who is trying to survive and, in the process, has sometimes failed to be the father you need. I am working through this pain; I am trying to find time and peace again. I dream of the day I can sit with you, really be present, and make up for the empty spaces.

Until that day comes, hold this: you are the reason I keep going. You are my hope, my softest thought in the hardest moments. If I fall short today, believe that my love for you is louder than my absence.

With all the love I have, Dad

23/02/2025

He was not just a friend; he was a force of nature—an incredible footballer with a voice that could melt hearts. Growing up in Mathare, we shared countless moments, but it was our musical adventures that truly bonded us.

I’ll never forget the day I first heard him sing. We were jamming with our music group at Scorpion Records, and I was blown away. His creativity was like a breath of fresh air, and I knew right then that he had something special. I couldn’t resist giving him a chance to shine, so I had him ride the Mathare anthem song. The way he poured his soul into that track was something magical. It wasn’t just music; it was a celebration of our lives, our struggles, and our dreams.

But life has a way of throwing curveballs, doesn’t it? Just a few days ago, I received the shocking news that Destroyer had collapsed during a football match at Drive-In Primary School. It felt like the ground beneath me had vanished. How could someone so full of life and energy suddenly be gone? It’s a harsh reminder that we often take our loved ones for granted, thinking they’ll always be there, cheering us on from the sidelines.

As I sit here reflecting on our friendship, I can’t help but feel a mix of sadness and gratitude. Sadness for the loss of a brilliant soul who brought so much joy to our lives, and gratitude for the time we shared. Destroyer was more than just a talented footballer and singer; he was a source of inspiration. He taught me the importance of passion, whether it was on the pitch or in the studio. His laughter was contagious, and his determination to succeed was a lesson for all of us.

Now, as we come together to honor his memory, I’m calling upon all our friends and family to join in and contribute to a tribute for him. Let’s celebrate his life the way he would have wanted us to—with music, laughter, and love. Whether it’s through donations, sharing stories, or simply being there for one another, let’s make sure his legacy lives on.

21/12/2024

Next year I’m dating myself 😁. Solo hikes, movie dates, dinners, walks ecetra, ecetra. Read more, write more, and publish a new book. Enjoy my own company. Also, for my ego, finally get that elusive six pack.
I want to find that dreamer of my early 20’s that adulthood stole!

What’s your 2025 goal?

20/02/2024

Middle Child

I'm a Middle Child in my Family
From childhood’s hour I have not been so happy .
They called me loser.
I watch them day by day how happy they are.
I'am the middle child and i don't feel the love of people surround me.

I'am alone, in spite of love.
Love of people surround me.
I'm not jealous or mad but i just want attention.
Attention that they can't give to me.
I'am Alone.

I'm not smart and I'm not perfect.
They compare me to the people i love.
I'm not mad i just want to feel i'm not loser to their eye's.
I don't know how to fight, idon't know how to speak about my feelings.
I'am alone and people did not feel that.

I lock myself in my room and found myself.
Crying every night telling myself what is wrong with me.
I have been treated like a second option by a lot of people.
Living in a world of sadness that's what i've know.
All my life i was alone.

I'm tired for making my self happy.
I'm tired being a lonely child.
I'm more tired putting my smile in my face.
Tired explaining my opinions.
There are words that i can't let out because they to harsh .
I'am the middle child.

13/07/2023

12/07/2023

Six years down the line and am still enjoying the path I chose

12/07/2023

Better days ahead

16/11/2022

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