Dan Mue

I am passionate about writing expressively, to put across what I have in me, in a manner that is just 'on the point'. Writing gives me purpose, and I give it my absolute best. I am a believer in Christ.Speaking academics, I'm a full fledged Agricultural and Biosystems Engineer. That's right. Apparently, I had a knack for writing too. Oh, not to forget, I'm the founder of this magazine (Unleash Mag), and I hope you're loving it here. Thank you. Keep it Unleash Mag.

Contentions with the Moon

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Moon, I’ve been watching you, and I’ve seen how you lie lazily in the daytime sky, till it’s evening. When the night draws its invincible curtain upon the Earth, there you are, you light up. While other humans may admire your ‘moonlight’, I know at the heart of it, you’re a copycat; the lesser light. … Read more

The Nocturnal Migration: What it Takes to Survive JKUAT

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Sitting five stories high inside the reputable institution whose name invokes high esteem for academia, this building dubbed ‘Technology House’ is a nightly home to JKUAT‘s (Juja) nocturnal scholars. A haven for all-nighters, Tech house has probably seen millions of gallons of midnight oil burnt over its tenure of service, all thanks to the 24-hour … Read more

Stoney Cold

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Head shake. Another head shake. Yet another head shake, and still a lot more heads on the queue waiting to shake in defiance to the destitute face of the street pauper. Stiff heads won’t tweak a tad. Even their eyes lie frozen; the occasional blink ruled out for a moment. They seem lifeless and unresponsive. … Read more

The Human Condition – Vanity

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It starts with rumbles and growls, the kind known as borborygmi in medic jargon. These are the sounding calls of a hungry belly, just about the nicest it gets when time is due for a meal. When the belly is done pleading, things might get a little ‘hangry’. Hunger pangs begin to bite. The belly … Read more

Grown up Eyes

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Life on this tiny blue dot of a planet unfolds in successive phases. We all start out the same; as infants, helplessly wiggling limbs around, perhaps to swing our brand new muscles into action. You’d be surprised at how potent a mere swerve of a babe’s fist could be, or how firm its fingers clinch. … Read more