<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>https://ecency.com</link><image><url>https://ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>https://ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2026 12:42:12 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[CLIMATE CHANGE: OUR SHARED STRUGGLE FOR SURVIVAL]]></title><description><![CDATA[Climate change is no longer some distant threat discussed by scientists in labs or on podiums—it’s right here, around us, within us. It is the scorching sun that refuses to be tamed, the dried-up farmlands]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/climate-change-our-shared-struggle-for-survival</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/climate-change-our-shared-struggle-for-survival</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2025 07:41:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/BgxWBRxjvNhoRs8xYKcKZxL1HR52GjXxzbXoMGT3BSvBhCKtvbBoX1TYJrSAvu3SQ8fthPXjmicRydGfcEKbHhkgpj96ht7HJz9kpNNZgYKctMZ6yiHjKCPLpAw7JNJii4TSNTajRiADhmJxghq53UqRGFy9kkw5GQ4rWBKZ53jjgoG?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[SWORD OF VENGEANCE]]></title><description><![CDATA[I sharpened my silence till it gleamed like steel, Forged not in fire—but in everything I couldn’t feel. Each betrayal, a blacksmith’s blow. Each loss, the bellows. Each lie, the molten flow. I wore despair]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/sword-of-vengeance</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/sword-of-vengeance</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2025 05:25:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7Euhvwh3SsphmC6z4F1pXzPBjyhzskPsQ4s5cttLN4NCcozvi1JwRqHNpudbHhFDxhNxbHJLZtFgYSKzx2qgSQ514av8EYdsbsU?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[DEEP END]]></title><description><![CDATA[I dove in not knowing how far it would go, The deep end called me with a silent echo. No float, no guide, just waves and war— Dreams like anchors, pulling from the core. Currents of chaos, cold and unclear,]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/deep-end</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/deep-end</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2025 09:03:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7EuhvoAtcPwMBYj1bjYRGqBZTjVi1Ch9QH8PhaMz4np2ewbnKjmD37FHtjC5wj2XjfML7FAJXCbVriD8GjrcoHjsmBZpcfAbNt6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[Chapter Six: “The War for One Heart” The gunshot came from nowhere. It cracked through the night like lightning across dry harmattan skies. Emeka barely had time to duck as Naomi screamed and pulled him]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/3avi8b-the-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/3avi8b-the-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2025 11:01:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7EuhvkreeX5uFbF2QNTqBuHiMVfg7kA9wrqgLbAAcpLAD3fuZPdkgYeyKXUjYmp6H3LZ7qVMuh6viYVGJZyatGXS8mKGwCexig6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[CHAPTER FIVE : “Shadows in the Mirror” The first time Emeka met Naomi, she was dancing alone at a house party in Lekki—black denim jumpsuit, braids swaying like whispers in motion, red solo cup in hand.]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/5ga2wx-the-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/5ga2wx-the-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2025 08:47:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7EuhvkreeX5uFbF2QNTqBuHiMVfg7kA9wrqgLbAAcpLAD3fuZPdkgYeyKXUjYmp6H3LZ7qVMuh6viYVGJZyatGXS8mKGwCexig6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[UNCANNY BEHAVIOUR]]></title><description><![CDATA[I saw him once— clean cut, confident, walking like the world owed him a breakthrough. Shoes spotless, but his motives? Tainted. He spoke like the truth was dangerous, like illusions were currency, like]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/uncanny-behaviour</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/uncanny-behaviour</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2025 11:48:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7EuhvwizENAT5yXw6vBsH8VdhyGwLeZTcdaokGSjv6xz6u5WYF6eiYjpESSS7eja4R244jbvdCaE2T15rJiLXqESFLW3RbEzz7G?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[LOVE LETTER]]></title><description><![CDATA[My love, You are blessed with a beautiful curve. An essential part of you that I desire. Thinking of you makes my passion burn like fire. I hope all is well, I don't want anything to happen to my belle;]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/love-letter</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/love-letter</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2025 22:27:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/cyxkEVqiiLy5czPNg6acYev351Du9gQgrBvuGckoGLN2Cp3JeWy1yefT9XsxcUto8NhekqQULmCXuzxWUacST1NXMiuHg8z7EySt5wA9R9W9ozwFNJ1CDWEtmML8QAZ1b4J?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE OLD WAYS CAN NEVER BE FORGOTTEN]]></title><description><![CDATA[​ The old ways whisper in the wind,The old ways whisper in the wind, Soft but steady, bold yet thin. Like echoes carved in ancient stone, They live in us—we’re never alone. A mother’s call at break of]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/the-old-ways-can-never-be-forgotten</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/the-old-ways-can-never-be-forgotten</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2025 11:08:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/D5zH9SyxCKdAD9rYwjD1VDFVfes4J8WBmiaYPdeZwAzULf46endYznatjnB8zSFRqqPKY9DjhJTkPJGg3eS2vtbE67BZYRmyTpRBtqMKSKK3psUMDra6ku52y4S4pSP9L1gNir?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[CHAPTER FOUR: ![FB_IMG_1748092484010.jpg](UPLOAD FAILED) “Smoke Without Fire” Rain clung to the Lekki night like guilt to a sinner’s skin. The water tapped against Emeka’s windshield as he sat parked near]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/2fy6bv-the-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/2fy6bv-the-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2025 10:50:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7EuhvkreeX5uFbF2QNTqBuHiMVfg7kA9wrqgLbAAcpLAD3fuZPdkgYeyKXUjYmp6H3LZ7qVMuh6viYVGJZyatGXS8mKGwCexig6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[I'M IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN]]></title><description><![CDATA[I think of her week after week I see her and I couldn't speak She had got me fixated From joy annihilated I've taken strolls longer than expected She had made me loyal than respected I hear her name in]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/i-m-in-love-with-a-woman</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/i-m-in-love-with-a-woman</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2025 07:15:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/21PRtjKRXPQygJ5a3PGGYDUDAUQfmdSVQys4xPJkZW3tkm8SNV55LVhGkWDMDQWQqfJUqWLutLjMTmUXCSMF2QyHbGrqArooKcTZ41FfB8nGrXppvhAWoYEzQ9MVdnHifnoK4tWk9dKXuMSqk56tCwQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[Chapter Three: WHERE SMOKE BEGINS Lagos was a city that didn’t forgive slow hearts. Three weeks had passed since the gallery night, and Ifeoma had quickly become a fixture in Emeka’s life. Not in the]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/6ouknn-the-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/6ouknn-the-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2025 19:50:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3jpR3paJ37V8XPrHkfZdMtiM68fywBJwYt7EuhvkreeX5uFbF2QNTqBuHiMVfg7kA9wrqgLbAAcpLAD3fuZPdkgYeyKXUjYmp6H3LZ7qVMuh6viYVGJZyatGXS8mKGwCexig6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE AFRICAN QUEEN]]></title><description><![CDATA[She walks like dawn in a silk-wrapped breeze, With fire in her bones and calm in her ease. Eyes like midnight—deep, unshaken, Wisdom of oceans, never forsaken. Crowned not with gold, but with glory and]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/the-african-queen</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/the-african-queen</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2025 07:10:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/ChYr1cJZCH5KfwUWcj7hYu7hSD5UuH78HXXcjTHd2mWaCFV1myddekjobSmUfrcYxn9RjK75WurkqETcCGfJ5tytphuBDnTYvUmTLxE2DsctiunqKYVEr5Rwnq1ZeQ7KUyPgDohj72pAbisN13t7gvDuEwGHhz7XucoP4tt7Bd84ydgh1nC6z8j4Mr4fQJ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[Chapter Two: THE SPACE BETWEEN YES AND MAYBE The next time Emeka saw Ifeoma, it wasn’t on Bolt. It was a week later, in the most unexpected of places: a gallery opening in Victoria Island. Gbenga had dragged]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/6j9xdu-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/6j9xdu-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2025 10:26:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/35FHZ8gBpndc1evXkGYvXRLtMZgN45oVzriWivvnJwzRVoRpHrqkEDCiaorccz5GVLLY3N1uEq16CU9EoSdQqBCpyKXNp5BjRjKFXiqGXq7HAABLZjZvsiEaGPw2GL5uu5LUTwEZWsJSNXuc97pwA9yyHYk1dPn9SvCfYEutxghyKSqZkKcRoQG39irS9sn3WjUM8CiDWmkpkgRqUJGpz2Cj1UCKELEuJdeDD3jatEH5tsDCg8XiUH3qR2R79GNvtqzmRbSMsGRMvZt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[Chapter One: SMOKE AND MIRRORS Lagos wasn’t kind at 6 a.m. It was a city of steel nerves and rusted dreams, and the sun wasted no time peeling back the cover of night to reveal its flaws. In Lekki Phase]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2025 05:41:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/35FHZ8gBpndc1evXkGYvXRLtMZgN45oVzriWivvnJwzRVoRpHrqkEDCiaorccz5GVLLY3N1uEq16CU9EoSdQqBCpyKXNp5BjRjKFXiqGXq7HAABLZjZvsiEaGPw2GL5uu5LUTwEZWsJSNXuc97pwA9yyHYk1dPn9SvCfYEutxghyKSqZkKcRoQG39irS9sn3WjUM8CiDWmkpkgRqUJGpz2Cj1UCKELEuJdeDD3jatEH5tsDCg8XiUH3qR2R79GNvtqzmRbSMsGRMvZt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hello this is a story of love, sacrifice and hurt. I've dropped the prologue, watch out as I drop the story chapter by chapter for your reading delight.]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/3upgfa-the-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/3upgfa-the-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2025 22:33:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/35FHZ8gBpndc1evXkGYvXRLtMZgN45oVzriWivvnJwzRVoRpHrqkEDCiaorccz5GVLLY3N1uEq16CU9EoSdQqBCpyKXNp5BjRjKFXiqGXq7HAABLZjZvsiEaGPw2GL5uu5LUTwEZWsJSNXuc97pwA9yyHYk1dPn9SvCfYEutxghyKSqZkKcRoQG39irS9sn3WjUM8CiDWmkpkgRqUJGpz2Cj1UCKELEuJdeDD3jatEH5tsDCg8XiUH3qR2R79GNvtqzmRbSMsGRMvZt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF DISAPPEARING]]></title><description><![CDATA[Prologue: THE EDGE OF LAGOS Lagos is a city of noise—a thousand prayers, a thousand hustles, a thousand heartbreaks. It’s where dreams come to wrestle with reality, and only the cunning survive. People]]></description><link>https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/the-art-of-disappearing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://ecency.com/@izuegbuna/the-art-of-disappearing</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-161155]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[izuegbuna]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2025 22:08:57 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>