Shango ḽi thomaho nga muthethe

Internet nga tshifhinga tshithihi ḽo vha ḽi tshi fulufhedzisa u ṱanganya vhathu, fhedzi nga murahu ḽo shanduka ḽa vha fhethu ḽo ḓiṱaḓuluwa na ḽo phoshoaho nga vhunzhi kha ḽifhasi. Fhethu hune muṅwe na muṅwe a ṱoḓa ṱhogomelo yau nga tshifhinga tshoṱhe, a tshi ṱuṱuwedza mivhigo na u ṱola vhutshilo ha vhaṅwe nga kha tshiṅwe tsha khaṱulo.

Mufumakadzi ha tsha ṱoḓa tshiṅwe tshibaka tsha u sedza mufaro wa vhaṅwe. U ṱoḓa fhethu ḽo tsireledzeaho uri a kone u sedza nga ngomu ha ene muṋe.

This Diary does not begin with a start or a manifesto. It begins with a pause. From the moment 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.