When people ask me where I’m from, I say I’m Nigerian and Finnish, but what I really mean is that I’m from Mars.
Trust me, it is no coincidence that Barack Obama, a fellow Marsian, recently announced his goals to send astronauts to Mars by 2030. He too wants to return home, to that place where people from neither here nor there originate.
If asked to describe what life is like on Mars, I tend to tell the partial truth, which is that life there is ideological and philosophical, perhaps a tad moralistic.
There is another side to Mars though that people wonder about sometimes. Is Mars an erratic place, where one is green one moment and purple the next? Are Martians confused? In truth, our thoughts are indeed somewhat scattered. This is a result of us being a many-voiced people, and can initially result in fickleness. We are green when we are young and purple when we grow older, sometimes vice versa, and sometimes variants in between. Eventually though, we turn into yellow.
Once yellow, we realise that we can do green, we can do purple, we can travel to earth and tick several confusing racial boxes. We can relate to an unending list of characters and this is a burden and a blessing all in one.
We have many selves to stay true to, and we learn to do this well, because connected fragments is the idea that created us in the first place.