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  • The "spotlight effect" is a cognitive bias where people tend to believe they are being noticed more than they really are. In other words, we often overestimate how much others pay attention to our appearance or mistakes. This happens because we're so focused on ourselves, we assume others are too—but most people are too focused on themselves to notice!
    #knowledge

    The "spotlight effect" is a cognitive bias where people tend to believe they are being noticed more than they really are. In other words, we often overestimate how much others pay attention to our appearance or mistakes. This happens because we're so focused on ourselves, we assume others are too—but most people are too focused on themselves to notice! #knowledge
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  • And when i count my blessings, i count them twice Esther Chizi

    C'est juste nous trois ✨️

    #attendance #favouruyoafangide #passion
    And when i count my blessings, i count them twice [Graced_23] C'est juste nous trois ✨️🥰 #attendance #favouruyoafangide #passion
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  • #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    SHE WAS 8 YEARS OLD WHEN THEY FORCED HER TO MARRY AN 80-YEAR-OLD MAN AND THIS HAPPENED

    She was only eight. She still played with dolls, still chased butterflies barefoot in the dusty yard, still slept with her head on her mother’s lap. Her name was Amina, and all she ever wanted was to go to school, eat sweets, and laugh with her younger brother. But one morning, her mother pulled her aside, eyes red, voice trembling. "You are to be married next week." Amina blinked. Married? She thought it meant putting on a pretty dress and playing bride, the way she did with her friends. She didn’t understand why her mother cried harder when she smiled and asked if there would be cake.

    Her father didn’t explain. He only said, “This will save us all.” The man—Alhaji Umar—was 80 years old, rich, with hands that shook and breath that smelled of bitterness. He had four wives already. The youngest was 40. Now he wanted a fifth, and he wanted Amina. Because her father owed him. Because her father was drowning in debt. Because no one in the village would dare refuse Alhaji Umar.

    The night before the wedding, Amina asked her mother if she’d be allowed to go back to school afterward. Her mother didn’t answer. She just held her tighter. And when the drums began the next morning, when the guests gathered to dance and eat and celebrate what they thought was a blessing, Amina sat in the middle of the room in a white dress too big for her tiny frame, not knowing she was being led into a nightmare.

    The marriage was celebrated with loud music. But the silence in Amina’s heart was louder. She didn’t cry during the ceremony. She didn’t cry when she was taken to his house. But she cried when he locked the room that night. She cried when he touched her tiny hand and called her his "new beginning." He didn’t hurt her—not yet. But his eyes did. They looked at her like she wasn’t a child. Like she was property.

    Days turned into weeks. She didn’t go to school again. She cleaned the house. She sat beside his bed. She listened when he ranted about how none of his sons respected him. She became a shadow in a palace she never asked for. And the worst part? No one came for her. Not her father. Not her mother. They had vanished into the silence of guilt.

    But one night, when the wind howled and the rain slapped the windows, Amina heard someone at the door. A stranger. Wet, tired, breathing heavily. He said he was Alhaji Umar’s grandson. A university student back from abroad. “Who are you?” he asked, staring at her with confusion. “Why are you wearing a wedding necklace?”

    “I’m his wife,” she whispered.

    The boy’s face went pale.

    That night changed everything.

    TO BE CONTINUED...
    #Discipline #nakupenda SHE WAS 8 YEARS OLD WHEN THEY FORCED HER TO MARRY AN 80-YEAR-OLD MAN AND THIS HAPPENED She was only eight. She still played with dolls, still chased butterflies barefoot in the dusty yard, still slept with her head on her mother’s lap. Her name was Amina, and all she ever wanted was to go to school, eat sweets, and laugh with her younger brother. But one morning, her mother pulled her aside, eyes red, voice trembling. "You are to be married next week." Amina blinked. Married? She thought it meant putting on a pretty dress and playing bride, the way she did with her friends. She didn’t understand why her mother cried harder when she smiled and asked if there would be cake. Her father didn’t explain. He only said, “This will save us all.” The man—Alhaji Umar—was 80 years old, rich, with hands that shook and breath that smelled of bitterness. He had four wives already. The youngest was 40. Now he wanted a fifth, and he wanted Amina. Because her father owed him. Because her father was drowning in debt. Because no one in the village would dare refuse Alhaji Umar. The night before the wedding, Amina asked her mother if she’d be allowed to go back to school afterward. Her mother didn’t answer. She just held her tighter. And when the drums began the next morning, when the guests gathered to dance and eat and celebrate what they thought was a blessing, Amina sat in the middle of the room in a white dress too big for her tiny frame, not knowing she was being led into a nightmare. The marriage was celebrated with loud music. But the silence in Amina’s heart was louder. She didn’t cry during the ceremony. She didn’t cry when she was taken to his house. But she cried when he locked the room that night. She cried when he touched her tiny hand and called her his "new beginning." He didn’t hurt her—not yet. But his eyes did. They looked at her like she wasn’t a child. Like she was property. Days turned into weeks. She didn’t go to school again. She cleaned the house. She sat beside his bed. She listened when he ranted about how none of his sons respected him. She became a shadow in a palace she never asked for. And the worst part? No one came for her. Not her father. Not her mother. They had vanished into the silence of guilt. But one night, when the wind howled and the rain slapped the windows, Amina heard someone at the door. A stranger. Wet, tired, breathing heavily. He said he was Alhaji Umar’s grandson. A university student back from abroad. “Who are you?” he asked, staring at her with confusion. “Why are you wearing a wedding necklace?” “I’m his wife,” she whispered. The boy’s face went pale. That night changed everything. TO BE CONTINUED...
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  • Monetization is quietly killing social media.

    Not because people are earning—but because earning is now prioritized over thinking.

    We’ve entered an age where the algorithm rewards virality, not value.
    Loudness over wisdom.
    Hooks over healing.
    Trends over truth.

    And what does that do to original creators?

    We now have to contort.
    We’re forced to trim our depth, speed up our speech, mimic the trending tone, and collapse complex ideas into snackable, swipeable fluff just to be seen.

    It’s no longer “create from the heart.”
    It’s “create for the machine.”

    Creators with real originality—those who used to educate, inspire, disturb, enlighten—are now ghosting themselves just to survive the scroll.

    Because if we dare to slow down, teach deeper, or go against the algorithmic grain, we get buried.

    But here’s the deeper cost:
    We’re building entire followings off of dopamine, not depth.
    We’re gaining “likes” but losing legacy.

    And for those of us who started with truth in our bones,
    this slow dilution is a kind of spiritual erosion.

    But let this be a reminder:
    The algorithm might own the feed…
    But you own your voice.

    If you have to adapt, adapt wisely.
    But don’t trade your soul for reach.
    Don’t become a parody of your own power.

    Real originality still matters.
    Even if it doesn’t trend.
    #nakupenda #grateful #teamB #newweek #may2025
    Monetization is quietly killing social media. Not because people are earning—but because earning is now prioritized over thinking. We’ve entered an age where the algorithm rewards virality, not value. Loudness over wisdom. Hooks over healing. Trends over truth. And what does that do to original creators? We now have to contort. We’re forced to trim our depth, speed up our speech, mimic the trending tone, and collapse complex ideas into snackable, swipeable fluff just to be seen. It’s no longer “create from the heart.” It’s “create for the machine.” Creators with real originality—those who used to educate, inspire, disturb, enlighten—are now ghosting themselves just to survive the scroll. Because if we dare to slow down, teach deeper, or go against the algorithmic grain, we get buried. But here’s the deeper cost: We’re building entire followings off of dopamine, not depth. We’re gaining “likes” but losing legacy. And for those of us who started with truth in our bones, this slow dilution is a kind of spiritual erosion. But let this be a reminder: The algorithm might own the feed… But you own your voice. If you have to adapt, adapt wisely. But don’t trade your soul for reach. Don’t become a parody of your own power. Real originality still matters. Even if it doesn’t trend. #nakupenda #grateful #teamB #newweek #may2025
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  • Happiness is liking what you do and doing what you like #favour #attendance #ForTUNAte_2016
    Happiness is liking what you do and doing what you like #favour #attendance #ForTUNAte_2016
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  • Good day famz
    #Happiness
    #Ijsuccess
    #Attendance
    Good day famz #Happiness #Ijsuccess #Attendance
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  • What will humans be doing in 10 years?

    1. In a decade most people will not be driving. What will we do instead?

    2. In a decade most people will have robots in their businesses and probably their homes.

    3. In a decade we won't be looking at 2D monitors much anymore.

    4. In a decade we will be using a ton of brain/computer interfaces to work and play.

    5. In a decade AI will be making us all more productive, and, even, happier. It will be reporting our news. It will be running our businesses. It will be helping us with our health. It will be helping us build. It will help us design new things, new products, new ideas, new lifestyles, new experiences.

    6. In a decade we will still be needed to work, but on new things that are hard to imagine today.

    7. In a decade we will have dozens of virtual beings in our lives. And your AI will bring new ones into your life depending on your goals. Want to learn Spanish? A new group will show up that are different than the group that will show up if you want to learn Chemistry.

    8. In a decade new brain/computer interfaces will be here, and will merge humans with AIs in many ways.

    9. In a decade our corporate structures will change to be a hybrid of humans and AIs working together.

    10. In a decade a robot will attend our city council meetings and report to us about what's going on inside.

    11. In a decade we won't use applications, like we do today on our iPhones. We will have a singular user interface. On Star Trek you just said "computer do this" and it did. Star Trek will be real in a decade.

    12. In a decade we will have armies of robots and drones moving around our cities doing everything from deliveries to giving tours to tourists.

    13. In a decade we still will have artists and storytellers, but they will be assisted by AIs to help make that art, and tell that story. AI's will gather other AIs who will warn the humans that someone is telling an interesting story.

    14. In a decade AIs will still be asking humans for assistance. "Hey human can you get a better view of the house that's on fire across the street?"

    15. In a decade AIs are assisting humans in coming up with new medical and material breakthroughs. Even designing new computing architectures, whether Quantum, or silicon, or biological, or a hybrid of all three or even something even newer.

    #focus
    What will humans be doing in 10 years? 1. In a decade most people will not be driving. What will we do instead? 2. In a decade most people will have robots in their businesses and probably their homes. 3. In a decade we won't be looking at 2D monitors much anymore. 4. In a decade we will be using a ton of brain/computer interfaces to work and play. 5. In a decade AI will be making us all more productive, and, even, happier. It will be reporting our news. It will be running our businesses. It will be helping us with our health. It will be helping us build. It will help us design new things, new products, new ideas, new lifestyles, new experiences. 6. In a decade we will still be needed to work, but on new things that are hard to imagine today. 7. In a decade we will have dozens of virtual beings in our lives. And your AI will bring new ones into your life depending on your goals. Want to learn Spanish? A new group will show up that are different than the group that will show up if you want to learn Chemistry. 8. In a decade new brain/computer interfaces will be here, and will merge humans with AIs in many ways. 9. In a decade our corporate structures will change to be a hybrid of humans and AIs working together. 10. In a decade a robot will attend our city council meetings and report to us about what's going on inside. 11. In a decade we won't use applications, like we do today on our iPhones. We will have a singular user interface. On Star Trek you just said "computer do this" and it did. Star Trek will be real in a decade. 12. In a decade we will have armies of robots and drones moving around our cities doing everything from deliveries to giving tours to tourists. 13. In a decade we still will have artists and storytellers, but they will be assisted by AIs to help make that art, and tell that story. AI's will gather other AIs who will warn the humans that someone is telling an interesting story. 14. In a decade AIs will still be asking humans for assistance. "Hey human can you get a better view of the house that's on fire across the street?" 15. In a decade AIs are assisting humans in coming up with new medical and material breakthroughs. Even designing new computing architectures, whether Quantum, or silicon, or biological, or a hybrid of all three or even something even newer. #focus
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  • The thought that we are in April makes me very sad.
    The knowledge that tomorrow is 16th breaks my heart into pieces.
    Became a father at a tender age just because I lost my Dad.....
    How time flies
    #Paddylay
    The thought that we are in April makes me very sad. The knowledge that tomorrow is 16th breaks my heart into pieces. Became a father at a tender age just because I lost my Dad..... How time flies #Paddylay
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  • *Duration:*
    Start: Tuesday 20th May 2025
    Stop: Friday 23rd May, 2025.

    Reward day: Monday 26th May, 2025.

    * 3 days Task:
    * choose any of the contents to post. Post 3 times a day. After Day 3, we will use hashtags to find post with the highest engagement.

    You will post in two places.
    1. Facebook (tag and follow the company)
    2. Nakupenda
    3. Share link of your post to this group. You can ask your friends to like and share. If people come to ask you for more details, refer them to the website. https://growsafe.ap

    5 persons with the highest comments and reactions will get cash prizes.
    Minimum reactions to qualify for counting are 50 likes and 20 comments:)

    *Prize allocation:*

    1st 45k
    2nd 25k
    3rd 15k
    4th 10k
    5th 5k
    #Discipline
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    *Duration:* Start: Tuesday 20th May 2025 Stop: Friday 23rd May, 2025. Reward day: Monday 26th May, 2025. * 3 days Task: * choose any of the contents to post. Post 3 times a day. After Day 3, we will use hashtags to find post with the highest engagement. You will post in two places. 1. Facebook (tag and follow the company) 2. Nakupenda 3. Share link of your post to this group. You can ask your friends to like and share. If people come to ask you for more details, refer them to the website. https://growsafe.ap 5 persons with the highest comments and reactions will get cash prizes. Minimum reactions to qualify for counting are 50 likes and 20 comments:) *Prize allocation:* 1st 45k 2nd 25k 3rd 15k 4th 10k 5th 5k #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • Stream, Listen @:- https://youtube.com/shorts/1ZvsHK7aYVg?si=jEGezQn_jQ1dIrBL
    .~"@goldflyboy" -ON-MUSIC STREAMING PLATFORMS;-SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC,DEEZER,ETC
    Stream, Listen @:- https://youtube.com/shorts/1ZvsHK7aYVg?si=jEGezQn_jQ1dIrBL .~"@goldflyboy" -ON-MUSIC STREAMING PLATFORMS;-SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC,DEEZER,ETC
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  • Keep pushing forward, even on the tough days. Growth is often born from adversity. #grace
    Keep pushing forward, even on the tough days. Growth is often born from adversity. #grace
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