Reason With Logik

Last year around this time I was in South Africa. This year, I’m in England.

And if you’ve been following my journey… you already knew a post like this was coming.

Here in Bristol, I just visited:

1. The harbour; where ships once left these shores, carrying out one of the largest systems of human trafficking in history.

2. Queen Square House: a building tied to the administration of Bristol’s port economy during the height of the transatlantic human trafficking industry.

3. Queen Square formation: historic homes that literally form a square around the park - owned by those who built their fortunes through slavery. This space once held deep connections to that economy and power structure of England.

4. The centre of the square: the very ground where enslaved Africans were once auctioned ( human trafficked) Today it’s open green space with no plaque ( that I couldn’t find at least)

5. The only signage I could find… a small useless plaque near the harbour that barely acknowledge the scale of what actually happened here.

It is what it is.

To be be clear, my posts are for educational purposes with the motive of restoring cultural AND historical integrity.. I’m not looking for pity I’m looking for truth.

“Study the lie and they will make new lies up, study the truth and you’ll know when a lie come” - Bizzle

Cheerio 🇬🇧

Big shout out to for the hospitality, nuff love and respect ✊🏾🇬🇧✊🏾🇨🇦✊🏾🇯🇲

Big news!

I’m hitting the stage next Tuesday at the first Speakers Slam of the year, theme: “Against All Odds.”

2025 was a year of loss, grief and quieter reflection for me. After 3 drafts, I landed on a speech that I need to share. 2026 is about reclamation, and it starts with voice.

I’m speaking 3rd out of 10 incredible speakers. Come pull up, witness the power of storytelling !

Purchase tickets here

https://www.eventbrite.ca/e/against-all-odds-speaker-slam-inspirational-speaking-competition-tickets-1974535533935

A full moon lunar eclipse landed on my birthday, and in a few days we lay my grandmother, to rest…coincidence?

Cycles of endings and beginnings, grief and gratitude, letting go and stepping forward.

As I celebrate my solar return, my personal new year, I’m holding space for both the weight of loss and the light of renewal.

Here’s to honouring the past while stepping fully into purpose, growth, and love. 💚

*selfie taken on the Zambia River 🌍

I’ve been quiet… and with good reason. This year has changed me.

On January 16, I lost one grandmother. On August 19, I lost the other; the heart of our family. To lose them both in the same year has been a shift I’m still learning to carry.

"After the Tone" is my way of alchemizing that grief into art. Built from the voicemails my grandmother left behind.
Her simple reminders, even “call me back” have become reminders of the love that held us together.
This film is also a reflection for anyone who has loved and lost.
Because sometimes the smallest calls… become the loudest echoes.

Mourning Meditation

After the Tone | Short Film by Neil 'Logik' Donaldson After the Tone is my intimate meditation on love, loss, and the echoes of everyday connection. On August 19, I lost my grandmother, the heart of our family. ...