I once went to see an oracle, i have heard that she lived past muranga town in a rural village called kiamara. So i drove there.
I asked the oracle to predict my future, because am tired of being good and taking caution, and i was afraid life is passing by.
I wanted a good plan of getting dirty, cleaning up and preparing for death.
She never gave an answer, but she gave me a glass of cold water and told me to deposit her token on my way out. I wanted to protest but something reminded me it was my own fuckery which have brought me all the way.
On my way back all i was thinking is how long it will take to get me to kenol nyama choma joint.
But it hit me that the answer about my question was in the water i took.
A whisper told me that I have always been alive, but the clatter in my mind is the one telling me to seek life after death.
There was a time I was a walking dead, i searched for a savior and a belief.
It means nothing to most, but there is a time the mind turns inside out and you just know ‘i am that’.
“Glass of cold water”
“Deposit her token”
“cleaning up and preparing for death”
Who else thinks this sounds sexual?
Jamaa alinyandua a witch without a condom akamwaga ndani sasa ako na ukimwi