Aduna mo fuɗɗotoo e deƴƴere

Enternet wiɗtinoo saanga gootal yo hawtu yimɓe, kono ɓaawo ɗum wonti nokkuure ɓurndu ɓuuɓde e ɓurndu hewde e dow leydi ndii. Nokkuure nde kala neɗɗo e kala hitaande ina naamna hakkille maa, ina lorla ma e tolnooji, ina ñaawira nguurndam woɗɓe e ekraan ɓuuɓɗo.

Debbo haa jooni haɗaani waɗde kala kollirgol ngam ndaarde weltaare woɗɓe. O haaji nokkuure seniinde ngam ɓaawo ɗum o ndaara nder makko.

This Diary does not begin with a start, nor with a manifesto. It begins with a pause. From the moment when you close the door before the endless "you must" and remain in absolute silence. The prologue is not needed for explanations — it is needed to take an honest first breath and remember that your true world begins with yourself.