Welcome to the house of Kulodo.
This is not a brand site. Not a pitch deck. Not a company. This is my inner room — where ancestral memory, wacky ideas, unfinished projects and future cities all live in one body.
If you stumbled here by accident, you are either very lost or exactly where you need to be. Either way, look around.
About this space
Kulodo.org exists so that I have at least one corner of the internet where the brief is simply: “be honest.” Honest about what I see, what I remember, what I regret, what I still want to build and how ridiculous life can be.
Origins
Somewhere between childhood, Lagos, London, Atlanta and Abuja, Kulodo emerged as a name that carried my contradictions better than any job description ever could.
Experiments
Old videos, concept sketches, half-built platforms, recorded rants, voice notes to myself — this is where they can live without needing to justify themselves.
Continuity
If Metakrōs, SeenCiti and other worlds are public architecture, Kulodo is the foundation trench: the private thinking that led to all of it.
Wacky Video Wall
A rotating gallery of clips that made sense in my head at the time. Some will be raw, some ridiculous, some unexpectedly serious. All of them are honest.
Replace this with one of your own videos — the ones that feel too strange for your professional pages.
Swap this out when you’re ready. This wall is meant to change as you change.
To update this wall: edit the iframe src="" values in your index.html file
and paste in your real video links.
Fragments & half-thoughts
I have lived enough lives to know that not every thought needs to be turned into a product pitch. Some just need to be written down once so they can stop tapping on the inside of my skull.
On being early
I have often watched the world adopt ideas I once only owned as domain names. Kulodo is where I document those ghosts without bitterness — just pattern recognition.
On being seen
There is a specific ache that comes from being deeply capable and chronically invisible. Most of what I build now is an answer to that ache — for myself and for others.
On carrying worlds
Some people carry jobs. Some carry families. Some carry whole alternate futures in their heads. Kulodo.org is me quietly admitting which category I fall into.
Private Vault (for Kulodo only)
This section is intentionally underbuilt in public. The real vault will be where the heavier archives live: long-form writing, private videos, documents and artefacts that are not yet — or may never be — for general consumption.
For now, think of this as a sign on the door: “Work in progress. Owner inside.”