Thursday Talk Series on How Musti Interprets The World

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Fam! How are y’all doing? Happy New Month of September 🥰. I guess some of us entered this month with enough energy to power the entire Lagos mainland, while some had to drag themselves over the threshold. I can speak for myself when I say the past two weeks were awesome. Stressful? Of course, but I had amazing company and just top-of-the-shelf good vibes. So I was able to enter this month with a ton of reserve positive energy just in case things move south. Whatever means you had to employ to step into this month, I am super excited that you are here, and on behalf of today’s participant, I’ll share a poem at the end to celebrate the month🔥🔥🔥

Now we are here, I don’t think there’s an authentic way to introduce Musti, our guest today, without sounding like I’m making things up. So settle down because this will take a while.

Good, if you follow TTS, then you know I talk about first meetings making a lasting impression on me. However, meeting Musti for the first time was one of the exceptions. I think I forgot his name and face about 5mins later the first time we met. Also, nothing remarkable happened the second time, or the third, or the fourth time or the fifth time. Then suddenly, like an idea forming in my subconscious, one moment he wasn’t there, and the next he was there. His presence was very audible and refused to be ignored. From books to poems to songs and movies, there’s always something Musti wants to share; as if he can’t help it and he has made a vow to not keep all of the beautiful things he has stumbled across in this world to himself. One day I realized that I also couldn’t help but lean closer to hear him talk about a beloved book character, or mirror his enthusiasm for a renowned poet, or sing along, albeit in disharmony to our favorite cartoon songs, or make a complete fool of myself serenading to strangers because Musti, he would be right beside me doing the same madness. Musti has a kind heart and a loving nature, and he’s fond of sitting in quiet places contemplating who sang it better – Frank Sinatra or Rihanna. He’s also an apt teacher and a rascal. Okay, I’ll allow you to meet him now.


Q. Can you introduce yourself and what you do?

A. Yes, I can! My name is Mosi ‘Musti’ Gomina, the treasure of the heavens and earth. What I do is interpret—and I can do it with everything. At the moment, that means research, writing, data analysis (I call it Datacrafting), reading, sleeping, being God’s favourite baby, et cetera.

Mosi Musti Gomina at a wedding reception
Mosi ‘Musti’ Gomina

Q. Why do you do your job?

A. I love it! I do many things, to be honest, but they are all one thing for me—interpreting (or making sense of the world). So, I love it. And that’s why I do it.

Q. What is the best thing about what you do?

A. Interpretation is something that requires distinguishing truth from falsehood, pretensions from practicalities, people from puppets. Also, I think it is marvelous that men can think, and write, and sing, and paint, and eat, and sleep, and every other thing that we do. To capture all that with texts or digits—that’s magic and more. The best thing about all these? I am changing the world, redefining and rebuilding its foundations.

Q. What’s the difference between living and existing?

A. And here is where I quote Tupac: to have something worth living and dying for. So, for me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. In other words, knowing and accepting my true identity, no masks or mascaras, no veils, nothing but the truth, this is living. All else is dust and dung.

Q. Do you think we have a greater purpose or are we just waiting for our turn to die?

A. Greater purpose, absolutely! My Dao is Christ, so my opinion here is a no-brainer.

Q. What was the last book you read?

This is the first difficult question. I read many books concurrently. But I follow multiple Xianxia novels, so Emperor’s Domination and Library of Heaven’s Path?

Q. What two things do you think of the most each day?

A. This is easy. I think about God—how awesome He is to make wings fit eggs, roars fit cats, minds fit dust, and every other wonderful transformation on Earth and Heaven. The second is my immediate family. There’s a love that we can only feel with family.

Q. What kind of people do you allow into your circle?

A. Hopeful people. Happy people. Kind people. Smart people. In that order.

Mosi Gomina at a wedding reception

I think it is marvelous that men can think, and write, and sing, and paint, and eat, and sleep, and every other thing that we do. To capture all that with texts or digits—that’s magic and more. The best thing about all these? I am changing the world, redefining and rebuilding its foundations.

Mosi ‘Musti’ Gomina on Thursday Talk Series

Q. What’s your idea of real success?

A. To be. Again, I lean towards something I heard Tupac say: that he is able to stare into the mirror and like what he sees. That is real success. To be everything you are, nothing less.

Q. If you could, what’s the one thing you’d change about the world?

A. Hm. Change anything and it is no longer the world as we see it. Can I change how long we have to wait for writers to finish their books?


Thank you so much Musti for this interview and for the one picture you let me have😂 And to everyone who stayed to the end, thank you very much and there’s your poem below. Have a fine Thursday.

Until next time,

Stay Jiggy❤️

Earth has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!

Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3rd, 1802 by William Wordsworth

What I’m Thinking About

This plate of spaghetti😭

Plate of spaghetti and sauce beside a window.

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