Tuesday 21 July 2015

(A Must Read) IN A MAN WORLD [PART 2 ]


Continuation from yesterday's In a man world.....Enjoy!!

   George had donated a kidney to save the life of his beloved father,  as he told,  this predicament had affected his already sinking academics, he began to skip more classes, miss more tests, failed the few he didn't miss and had dozens of courses to sit for in the summer, but frankly speaking, my dear Bff was a dumbass! regardless of whether his father was a healthy fox or dying in a sick bed in Mumbai. Luckily for Le BFF, money wasnt a problem,  his father had plenty of it, he could afford to spend his entire lifetime sitting for and failing exams and the "dough" wouldnt shrink,  this wealth owed credit to the cult "people". The father of Le Bff was taken to the best health facilities in the world, hoping that a learned "oyinbo" will speak the magic words and wave his wand and heal the wrinkling kidneys, but Que sera sera Old soldier had to die and go to the grave. The fraternity people (as i was told) had made a grand entrance, flaunting lackadaisically their spiritual super powers without the slightest hint of caution during the funeral, they were said to have demanded for his heart as it was duely required somewhere in the heat of their rites. I remember Something about them waking the dead corpse up to exchange final pleasantries and get the verbal approval to take his heart.
The late Don; George's father was in his life time a fine Man, a famous lover of the finest women, a sower of fruitful seeds scattered all over God's earth in every continent he stepped into  amongst other things. Apparently, George was the only Legitimate son of his father, with a fat family purse filled with blood dirty money to lavish. His father had made some promises to his fraternity that involved every one of his offspring and he agreed to some spiritual insurance for thier lives in the event of his death. The aftermath of the death of the father; the orchestrator and perpetuator of the master plan as you can already imagine is far uglier.
Things began to fall apart; few months after,His eldest daughter and immediate elder sister of George, Kubirat, who had gotten pregnant, while in labour, gnashing and crying in the pain of  childbearing gave up the ghost just after pushing the baby to life. George took up caretaking and babysitting of his young orphaned niece. Knowing vaguely about the promises, involving him, made on his behalf by his dearly beloved father and mentor, he wasn't  ready when just a couple of months of living as a premature nursing father and fitting into the new skin, that the fraternity lords would come knocking for his life, they appeared to him in public and fore-warned him of what his fate was, this disturbing chase wasnt long, for George soon died.
Do we take a break so u can absord this?

Now, remember Kubirat?  she was George's elder sister and the first fruit of George's father's loins. She had died at child birth few months after her father's death. As i rightly recall and am oblidged to disclose to you my curious reader, The fraternity "took" her. Just like they took her father, they had bought her soul and saved it for the rainy day and George's death classified as a rainy day. They wanted the first fruits, but no in feminine skin, so at the mortuary, they conjured Kubirat's spirit and emerged in George's body. This is real life high class "Adjustment Bureau" shit! Strap yourselves in people.

This life existed in two parallel planes; The spiritual and then the physical. One plane birthed the other, one was like the making of the movie, the other was the edited movie. It explains why certain "spiritual" people could correctly tell the future. Apparently this life is bigger than we knew, it is beyond our comprehension. George explained that we all had spirit guides; and Spirit guides are incorporeal beings that are assigned to us before we are born that help nudge and guide us through life.  They’re responsible for helping us fulfill the spiritual contract we make with ourselves before we incarnate.  And his (Kubirat)  spirit guide solicited approval from his (George) original spirit guide.
"Some guides will stay with you throughout your entire life, and others will pop in every now and again to help you with specific areas of your life or goals you are trying to achieve." he explained. "These guides are at varying levels of consciousness themselves." he continued, earning my undivided attention. "Some may be highly ascended masters (such as Jesus) and others might be your average spirit who just happens to be a master in a certain area." he proceeded.
"They may appear to have a male or female energy, though in reality they are just energy. yours, has male energy, his name is Robert, i spoke with him when i first saw you and liked you."
"ohhh! what ecactly does Robert do for me? " i sighed.
" He helps you. When it’s time for your spirit guides to help you, they tune in to your energy and help direct you to fulfill your earthly mission"
"Has dear Robert helped me with anything? how does he help? "
" Im sure he has, Spirit guides can see what’s going on in your life, and when it’s time for them to actually guide or intervene they have several ways they can accomplish this. I  don't know how Robert does his " He explained.

In the early days of this transition from real George to the kubirat George, The newly habited body by the "controlled" soul of a stubborn young woman began to manifest. Rumour had it that several deliverance had been done to thwart this spiritual coup d'etat which became outrageously obvious oweing to the change in personality and character. They had solicited the most eligible spiritual giants on the Lord's side for this important mission, but they all seem to turn futile. The stubborn new administrator (graciously understating)  of the mortal body rather than leaving the body, soon mastered the act of behaving itself the best way it could. It couldnt master the act of walking or behaving like a man which consequently earned him ugly stares and  notorious fame but it managed to  not flare up at the slightest opportunity or start a scene with every blink of the eye. Rumour had it that this "administrator" predicted the future to everyone he met everywhere, at the school cafeteria, in church service, on the walkway, in the hostel and almost everywhere else. He was constituting a public nuisnace but it was all fun and games for people who only wanted to know the score of the chelsea-Liverpool match for tomorrow until push turned to shove and death dates and bad news were been prophesied too. I  was told that he almost became a mini God that confused students ran to for the lamest questions. "will my boyfriend marry me?" "will my husband be Nigerian? " " can my G.P.A ever rise? " "can i sneak out of school,  hope that boy will not tell his friends what we did?  does he even love me ?"  "that yinka is too fine, is she a witch?". He described this superpower as the perks of defiling science and all sort of spiritual whatnot,  he boasted of his uncontestable power but soon learned that he better kept his mouth shut and didn't say everything he knew.
In the cause of this revelation to me, i remember asking him if he saw dead people, a question he replied with a laugh and a proud "sure". I will not withhold that i asked him to check on my grand parents and great grand mother, and send my love to them and reiterate that i loved and missed them. I asked about my friend who has just died from Chronic stomach ulcer and naively requested that my love be sent.
To be continued........