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Law of Three Stages: The Corner Stone of Auguste Comte’s 1. The Theological or fictitious, 2. The Metaphysical or abstract, 3. The Scientific or positive. The Theological or Fictitious stage: The theological stage is the first and it characterised the world prior to 1300. Here all theoretical conceptions, whether general or special bear a supernatural impress. At this level of thinking there is a marked lack of logical and orderly thinking. Overall the theological thinking implies belief in super natural power. Theology means discourse in religion. Religion dominates in this state of development. This type of thinking is found among the primitive races. In theological stage, all natural phenomena and social events were explained in terms of super natural forces and deities, which ultimately explaining everything as the product of God’s will. This stage is dominated by priests and ruled by military men. Human mind is dominated by sentiments, feelings and emotions. Every ph

Social Statics and Social Dynamics Comte divided Sociology into TWO Theoretical Aspects;  Social Statics and  Social Dynamics  Social static focuses on how order is maintained in the society and social dynamic focuses on how society changes over time.  Comte separated social statics from social dynamics. Social statics are concerned with the ways in which the parts of a social system (social structures) interact with one another, as well as the functional relationships between the parts and to the social system as a whole. Comte therefore focused his social statics on the individual, as well as such collective phenomena as the family, religion, language, and the division of labor. Comte placed greater emphasis on the study of social dynamics, or social change. His theory of social dynamics is founded on the law of the three stages; i.e., the evolution of society is based on the evolution of mind through the theological, metaphysical, and positivist stages. H

I heard distant voices in the background and someone shutting the door, followed by silence. My eyes opened and squinted again from the bright lights that hit my retina and gave me a tough time recognising that I was in a hospital ward. I tried to sit up but my head refused to follow my will. It felt like lead against my skull. I groaned from pain and bit my lower lip as the thoughts of my last few conscious hours flashed back. Tears trickled down the sides of my eyes on to the bed as I sobbed. Thankfully the door opened and a young nurse walked in with a broad smile that felt like home. The name tag on her uniform read Ruth. "How are you feeling?" She asked while placing a hand on my forehead. "Where am I?" I ignored her question. "You don't have to worry about anything ma'am." She grinned and felt my pulse. "You're at Dr. Sam's hospital. We have been waiting for you to resuscitate since a gentleman brought you here some fe

Buggy was in company of three other guys.... I couldn't place their faces, if they were present at my post wedding party or not. They each gave me a wry smile. I knew my life would be over very soon. Collins should have just killed me and buried me, instead of making me go through the pain of gang rape. I knew he called them to have a taste of me. Something Collins told me that after they have all had sex with me in his presence, I would be welcomed into his family. "What nonsense family is that, Collins? You all are very sick! Come and untie me from here!" I screamed with the little strength in me. Collins didn't care. "Don't make things worse." He said. I started crying. "Collins please don't do this to me." I pleaded. Collins turned a deaf ear, took a bite of an apple and offered some to his friends'. "Oh God, I promise, if this cup should pass me by, I will never ever have anything to do with Collins.... Please Lor

The trip back to Nigeria was a silent one. We hardly spoke to each other but for the essentials. I was struggling amidst mixed feelings of what I had encountered and the tragedy that was befalling the family in my Parents in-law's accident. "Yes, Buggy owns that cabin." Collins said long after we had boarded. "Like I told you before, we're family." I didn't say anything. I adjusted my ear plugs but Collins knew better that I'd surely hear him if he talked and continued. "I know you are bothered by the things you saw, you should have steered clear of all obscurities."  He shook his head. "You should never have entered that room." When he realised I was never going to reply him, he gave up and cuddled to sleep. As soon as we arrived Lagos, we went straight to see them at the hospital​. On arrival, my father in-law had passed and my mother in-law was dealing with a High Blood Pressure. Two days later, she joined her husband

Life after the wedding day saga felt so rosy and aroused the concretisation of the saying that it's not about the start but the end. We might not have started well, but I believed we were on course to bliss. Collins became a darling once again. He treated me like a king would treat his queen, holding and squeezing my hands occasionally and pecking my forehead as a conclusion to every decision making. He would pat my back with assurance and cupped my face in his hands when he wanted to clarify me. Few days after my black eye had disappeared and my red eye also, we set for Dubai. Our trip started on Facebook before we flew on Snapchat and later landed on Instagram. All other of my social media handles had their fair share. This time, my settings were not altered rather I had to tag some people in a bid to ensure the posts never eluded Vera. She had become a silent preacher of marriage and good homes with some decent pictures of blissful moments with Desmond. They were expectin

We'd hardly talked to each other on our way home. My tongue was tied and I couldn't speak as a result of what had met my eyes downstairs as I went looking for my man. "I don't believe I started my marriage on this note..." I eventually broke the eery silence between us as we finished unpacking. He didn't​ say anything, rather he went into the bathroom. I sat on the bed and cried, clutching a pillow to my chest. What had I not done for Collins. I had never denied him sex and ensured each time he had it to his full no matter how sore my vagina felt. I had become a sex toy over the past few months of knowing and being with him. "Why are you crying?" I didn't hear him come out. I turned around to find him naked. He had just showered. "Isn't that a dumb question?" "I think you're just overreacting." "Overreacting you say?" "Yes of course. What's the big deal?" He asked. His words dea

"Will you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer, and for better for worse, till death do you part?" The priest asked him. "Yes I do," Collins replied​ with a broad smile. "Will you take this man," the priest turned to me and started reciting the creed. "To be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer and for better for worse, till death do you part?" I stood meditating on Vera's text earlier. What if I said no and ran off from the church? What if I refused to marry Collins and flee to safety? Safety from what? What did I know Collins did wrong to Vera? Why was Vera so pathetic about my union with him? What could it be I was missing? My heartbeat switched rhythm and eventually lost rhythm. "Fifi?" Collins's voice startled me. I had been engrossed in my meditation I didn't re

Even after I'd been engaged, one thing I never stopped doing was to engage in a solo competition with Vera, one she was never aware.  Since after I left her wedding, I only took her call once and it ended there. But now, I posted series of pictures taken in Collins's luxurious apartment on Facebook, Instagram and all other social media accounts I had. He'd assured me we'd be moving to Lekki after our marriage and each time I visited the Island I'd be fighting an unknown battle with everyone I see there, mindless of if they lived on the Island or not. I just had this idea that I was going to be joining them soon and rehearsed the big girl I'd be acting in Collins's car. I stayed a little above one week with Collins with my hole drilled at every chance he got. He'd wake up in the morning and drill a round or two, occasionally run back home and drill another set of rounds with clothes on, then run back home a little earlier than closing time for the sa

Collins set the heater temperature and filled the bath tub while I went unclad to the kitchen to fetch some apples, cucumbers, carrots, bananas, groundnuts and a large bottle of chilled yoghurt. I blended all together and poured the yoghurt into the mixture. I was feeling hungry but couldn't wait until we finished bathing before eating something, I was scared that with the way Collins was going, I might never survive it. Funny right? "You missed a call." He informed me from the bathroom door. I placed the 'concoction' on the bed and went to seek my phone. "It was actually five missed calls from Vera. Funny enough, she hasn't totally gotten over you." "You discuss me with Vera?" He grimaced. "Not really. I just wanted to know what she felt about your breakup with her." "Did she say anything?" "She refused to say. But she is not over it yet. That girl is just something else. Thank God I've moved on. Sh

Collins was at the airport on my arrival. The first thing I spotted was his succulent lips. I didn't really know why I felt so enthused about him or this visit in particular, maybe it was just all the events surrounding Vera's engagement and wedding. They were so dramatic like in the movies, so unreal, the sad thing being, they were real. Back to his lips, they looked soft and tender like a baby's. I was tripping already and felt a bit lubricious below. He took my luggages from me and loaded them in the trunk and returned to give me a tight embrace. Collins held the door for me to enter the car and he zoomed off as soon as he was behind the wheel. The drive to his house was swift and smooth. As soon as we arrived home, he began unloading the luggages while I headed to my room. "Hello," he called my attention. "This way please." "I..." I started to say but he cut me off. "Yeah I know, we're staying in my room this time."

The bride and chief were set before half past nine o'clock. We waited patiently for the car to arrive that would take us to church, just a fifteen minute drive from the hotel. We hadn't spoken much since the last conversation. I didn't know what to feel towards Vera or what Vera was feeling towards me. I didn't care so much either, I was in the middle of nowhere and Vera was part of the solution even though she had no idea. Just as we were about to leave after the car had arrived, I asked everyone else to excuse us for a little friendly chat which they obliged. Vera gave me that knowing stare, wondering what else I'd come up with. "Of course you know I didn't buy that sex maniac lunatic thing. I really want to know and feel I have the right to know. So are you now ready to speak?" Vera shook her head in total disbelief. "Not again. I refuse to be drawn into this again. We must leave now." "If you don't tell me right now I

Saturday morning and in a matter of hours Vera would be married to Desmond and her status would change. She was so excited so much that she woke me up as early as 05:00 in the morning. Before 07:00, the makeover crew would arrive for their art so we had to shower and get ready for them. As soon as I left the shower and into the room, Vera threw a question at me. "Dickson told me what happened yesterday. Like seriously what came over you?" I sighed and went straight to the dressing mirror without​ saying a word. "Fifi I am talking to you?" "What was I supposed to do? He kissed me without permission." I retorted. "Oh yes, and you slapped him? For God's sake, how does that appeal to you?" "I had no choice. For real that was the only thing I could do at that time." "For crying out loud, Dickson is a gentleman, one every lady would want to keep." She preached. "Oh yeah, I know he's a gentleman that kis