Just read post from Fred Akama about stealing destinies…
And my mind raced to what I saw in Luthuli Avenue some time in 1994… I was still addicted to horizontal engineering, and Luthuli was the biggest supermarket for those services…and there was this building, a whole 4 floors of variety of horizontal engineering services all styles and sizes…it was called New Aden… actually that is the place that the 1982 coup plotters met and planned their thing…
And one day I wandered beyond the service area and went to the very top of the building…and what I saw shocked me… though I wasn’t very spiritual those days…what I saw hit me very very very very hard…
The hawkers of Thailand collected all used CDs and presented to a certain mad man…(I think he still roams around Luthuli and sleeps in carton boxes…a man of Borana origin…)
This guy used to empty all the contents from the used CDs and fill some silver plate… and the contents used to look like milk… then five or six huge black cats came to drink the contents!!!
That sight of black cats feeding on our ammunition shocked me to the core…
It is only after getting spiritual awakening and revelation that I understood…
For you guys that use the stuff Wahome Thuku lies to you that I smuggle…do you ever ponder where that stuff that withheld your ammunition is kept after you are done with the illicit activity?
Have you ever followed up where and how your ammunition is disposed???
Have you ever wondered why several black cats hover around where there is intense horizontal engineering activities?
That is how your destiny is caged and you end up addicted to illicit activity… you end up hating your wife…you end up abandoning your own flesh and blood and pay fees for children you didn’t sire…you end up running from your home and live in Bars… you end up loving the Barmaid and when every one else sees her as some wrinkled old somebody, you see her as the most beautiful thing…
Yaani, things just don’t happen…there is some spiritual exchange…and you see manifestation in the physical realm…
It starts with a black cat feeding on your withheld ammunition…
