CTRLVRS | Ọbájọ́mílọ́jú Akinwande (ObaTheDev)

CREATIVE ARCHIVES

This is where all my creativity lives. From writings & poems to designing & building and a touch of music.

BLOGS FROM ME

I love to write, so I put all my writings in a blog format. If you love reading, visit my blog.

MY ARTIFACTS

These are the things I have built and the things I am still building. Check out my artifacts for inspiration.

VIDEO HIGHLIGHTS

ABOUT ME

My name is Ọbájọ́mílọ́jú Akinwande also known as ObaTheDev but I prefer people call me Oba. Most of the time you'll find me building something, some other times, you'll find me singing, or writing or just being weird.

I am a software developer, a start-up founder, project manager and some other professional titles. I'm also a creative writer, poet, music lover and yes, I play the guitar so well. If you want to find out more about me, click see more...

HIGHLIGHTED BLOGS

Everything you need to know about me all in one blog.

I built something around artificial intelligence, I called her Flint.

Squared is one of my best projects so far, this is why.

Doing something with a whole lot of people sometime has its disadvantages.

It's easier to just be who you are than pretend to be someone you're not.

POEMS BY ME

ME AND THE GARDEN ROSE

I planted red petals on clay soil that refused to soften. Every morning I watered what I was afraid to lose, forgetting that thorns do not bloom out of malice— they are merely the plant’s quiet way of asking not to be hurried into beauty. Between the concrete lines of Lagos and the quiet of the night, I sat beside the garden rose, watching her unfold. She did not measure the sunlight, she did not ask who was watching. She simply drank the dew and held her head up high.

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I NEED TO FIX MY EGO

The ego wants to be first in the room, loud in the hallway, praised in the footnotes. It carries heavy stones and calls them crown jewels. But the soil teaches silence. The river runs low to the ground and still reaches the ocean. Ọ̀rọ̀ pọ̀ nínú ìdákẹ́—there is a whole conversation in stillness. Today I put down the megaphone. I sit with my mistakes like old friends who came to teach me how to breathe. I do not need to be the smartest person here; I just need to stay true, humble, and listening.

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