The Philosopher King

Writer, philosopher, painter and a student of life and politics. Follow on Twitter @cj_njoroge. Instagram @cj_njoroge


Post Views = 4578Disclaimer: Just because am celibate does not mean I won’t hit it if you keep swinging it my way. Key words “IF YOU KEEP SWINGING IT MY WAY”. This topic as I have come to realize is usually left out of open, sex-positive talk, reserved for the devoutly religious; which I’m currently not (which I’m sure you …

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Post Views = 6500I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic. Solitude is fine but you need someone to tell that solitude is …

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Of Deputy governor and mistress(es)

Post Views = 7272The water is swirling and sharks circling ready to devour him, tear him into a thousand pieces. The sharks in this case are extra generous and even willing to share their meals with other creatures of the sea. The have sent word across the deep ends of their territories for friends and foes alike to join them …

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Bravery in Bravado

Post Views = 5515Credit to Reuben Muhindi. I found it incumbent that your thoughts and convictions be shared on this platform. We are living in times when the pressure to perform, to impress and be something is intense and the stakes excruciatingly high. There is pressure to please others and the world in general; to look perfect, to look strong, …

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The perils of long distance relationships

Post Views = 4209I should probably start this article with a disclaimer: If you are in a long distance relationship please stop reading this now. Read something fun, like Plato’s allegory of the cave or the allegory of the Copernicus revolution or Galileo Galilei’s works or even better, Aristotle thoughts on modern philosophy. Or perhaps read The Divine Comedy by …

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The Affair: Part Four

Post Views = 2833I was now standing behind her, my left hand on her exposed shoulder fondling with the strap of her bra. She looked up, her lips a little parted and welcoming at that and her eyes wanting; like an Israelite in the Arabian desert praying for manna from heaven. I decided to let the manna rain, play god …

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