It is not in my place to ask him questions. I do not ask because I should not.
He recently contracted my chambers as his attorney for LIFE. As long as he is not breaking any law, I will keep my peace.
But we all know that he returned from Arinta Waterfalls a different man. He is suddenly wealthy. He is obviously richer. The change is not in his attitude, he is still as pleasant as ever. He is even more benevolent. But he is ‘more’ than what he was.
“Jojo… Please finalize the visas and payments for our trip to Mount Kilimanjaro? I will be leaving the country tomorrow, back the next day I think. I need to get the logistics from you. My pilot is refueling as we speak.”
As is now the norm, he has decided to sponsor The Backpackers’ next trip to Tanzania.
He is the only person alive that would dare call me any other name but Ms. Joanne. But he is ‘loco’ like that. In an endearing way though.
“I think we should use my plane, it’s only a ten seater though” He concluded.
“Who is that in this body? Loose him and let him go!” I quoted and joined him in nostalgic laughter.
If you know, you know.
August 29, 2018
Arinta waterfalls was beautiful!
We arrived the falls after torrential rainfall. The height of the falls was nothing spectacular, but the water hurt when it hit our bodies. The waters were freezing and tempestuous.
Amaka (who disappointed me), Muchee, Goodness, L.P. (I still think the man is a serial killer 🤔😂), Iyke, Bayo and Toto all stripped to their bathing suits and braved the treacherous route to the falls and pose for pictures and get wet.
After watching them for a while, I caught the bug and eagerly joined in.
“Big Dan, hold that pose” Iyke shouted at me above the roar and melee.
I was not even ‘posing’ to begin with! I am not comfortable with pictures of me being taken. It is my eccentricity. I own that.
I was right underneath the torrents when he called out. I was imitating Amaka (who disappointed me).
Like her, I tried to spread my long arms like the statue of Jesus in Brazil when I lost my footing and fell over backwards.
I somehow presumed that my back would hit the wall of the rocks. Foolish assumption because there was zero visibility beyond the raging curtain of plummeting water.
And so you can imagine my terror when I kept falling, hit the ground hard and began tumbling.
I sat up in a cave. Dry. Banged up, but unhurt.
I could hear the thunderous falls behind me. The sound was slightly high up, and so I confirmed that I had fallen downward into this place.
I wish I could describe the cavern to you in detail. Alas, I cannot.
The cave was well lit and the air was fresh.
The floor was covered with fine sand. The sort of sand found on a beach.
The floor was also covered with bones of animals. At least I think that they were only bones of animals.
The cave was eerily quiet.
I did not hear it. I could not see anything even though the cave was well lit. But I needed no prophet to tell me that I was in the lair of a predator of some sort. A carnivore.
I eventually heard it. It is a sound I will never forget. That ominous hiss.
I felt my skin break out in goosebumps. I felt the hairs all over my body actually rise vertically. I remember thinking that I was in the presence of evil.
Maybe not evil in retrospect, but ancient powers that I did not understand.
Maybe not ‘powers’, but pure majick (yes majick, not the recent variation called magic).
The atmosphere cackled like static electricity. Time seemed infinite at the time. I was in a limbo, a trance-like state. Yet I was present in the present.
I heard the distinct sound of something heavy being dragged. The sound irritated my spirit sorely. It was a disturbing moment, like a countdown to an inevitable execution.
As the sound neared my seated form, the cave seemed to glow brighter. The sound was coming from before me. The closer it got, the brighter things became.
It got so bright that I had to shield my eyes from the glare.
From between slightly splayed fingers I finally glimpsed the entity…
It was the fattest and biggest snake I had ever seen in my life. NatGeoWild had never featured a snake so humongous!
It’s flickering tongue was easily two feet long. It’s head was about a square meter thick. It’s eyes were mesmerizing orbs about the size of saucers. It was impossible to take in the full size of the snake seated less than ten meters away.
And finally on top of its head gleamed the most beautiful diamond I had ever seen. The size bore verisimilitude to a grown man’s fist.
But please understand that it was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. Diamond et al. That snake glowed! I found it very attractive.
At this point I was on my knees. It maintained the rough distance of ten meters. It’s forked tongue kept darting in and out of its massive head.
I wondered at time how deep the cave must be. I wondered at whether the prehistoric reptile was male or female. I remember concluding that this thing was sexless. It just was. There was not going to be another like it.
I felt no fear. But I sensed that my life was being weighed…
And so I did the only thing I could;
“Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one.“
The snake hissed long and hard in reply. It’s long tongue seemed to flicker quicker. Flitting in and out of its jaws in blinding speed.
Then it stopped. It stopped movement of any kind. It seemed to me that it also stopped the very essence of time in that instant.
It beheld my kneeling form with the longest of stares.
Then I stood up and replicated the pose that brought me here… Arms fully extended outward to the side… like that statue of Jesus in Brazil.
Then it bowed to me.
Yes. It showed obeisance to me.
As it bowed to me, the diamond on top of its head fell off and rolled over to me. It stopped inches away from my feet.
I stared long and hard at the entity before me before I stooped and picked up the precious stone. It was larger than I originally thought. It was heavy and beautiful. The stone throbbed in my hand. It pulsated so hard that I had to hold it with both hands.
Then I started to shiver. I felt energy… No, power surge through me. I felt invincible! I felt invigorated. I felt ancient abilities take root in my spirit…
And then I consciously decided to ‘own’ the energy… And I did. I imbibed the force and became one with it. Then I slowly stabilized into my new consciousness.
With both hands I offered the diamond back to the entity in faith and honesty… Maybe it had dropped it by mistake?
But the snake seemed to yawn. Each of it’s bared fangs were about a foot long. It’s jaws gaped so wide that I could almost see a meter into its essence…
Then it closed its mouth and slithered backwards a meter or so. I stepped forward and offered it again… But the snake seemed to yawn. Each of it’s bared fangs were about a foot long. It’s jaws gaped so wide that I could almost see a meter into its essence…
Then it closed its mouth and slithered backwards another meter or so…
A third time I attempted to return the diamond and again the same reluctance from the principality.
My swim shorts are made with patch pockets, military combat style. I secured the gem in the right flank pouch and velcro – sealed it.
As I climbed back up, it was still slithering backwards into the dark recesses of the cave.
I emerged through the water and joined the backpackers who were unenlightened as to what just happened.
Time may have stood still. I may have fallen into a black hole of sorts. I may have been in the cave for fifteen minutes real time. I cannot say for sure.
I have no intention of selling this diamond. It would seem that it attracts good fortune to me. All I do (or not do) works out for my good.
Everything I touch is profitable. I have an acute Midas touch now. A sort of MimShach anointing blesses all I am. I cannot stop prospering.
Conservatively speaking, I am worth trillions of dollars. And I am expanding my asset base exponentially whether I try or not.
I made no deals with the devil. I have not sold my soul or anyone else’s. I am never ill or tired. I regenerate daily… Testosterone levels have spiked within me. I am sure that if ever I managed to get myself injured I would heal instantly.
I write this for posterity. I want this kept for Aydin when he turns twenty one.
‘Chairman’, my son… DO NOT VISIT ARINTA WATERFALLS!