You are my friend and I am your friend,

If I didn’t like you,

Why do you think I wanted to hangout with you?

I just want you to know that I will be there for you,

And I mean it.

Everything in life:

The fortunes, the misfortunes and the shame,

All work for good in the long run.


Times and Seasons

For everything,

There is a time and a season,

A time to yearn,

And a time to be fulfilled,

A time to be born,

And a time to die,

A time to weep,

And a time to laugh,

A time to lose your job,

And a time to gain another,

A time to be cold,

And a time to feel warm,

Just as the birds migrate according,

To the seasons,

So do us,

From one step of life to another.

Freedom Farm

Ladies and gentlemen, in my previous posts I was occupied with, as it were, some problems of life, my life. They were issues of the past and of the present but now I will take a step forward to critically examine the life that has been presented to us writers, poets, designers, artists and activists alike. We are born into some purported inadequacy, a certain social defect, so to speak, and the world has rejected us. Coupled with that, thousands are imprisoned, some tortured, others denied employment and all forms of social benefits and still others simply abused, just because of our nature which we have no control over – we are the victims. This nature, to be more precise is called simplicity of mind or in a more familiar word, truth.

Three days ago, I meditated and denied myself food, water and all forms of ‘enjoyment’ of the modern world so as to request a solution for our problems. And oh my! Just last night I had a dream. In this dream, I was lifted by the ancestors into the realm of the spirit hovering above a waterfall very much like the Victoria in Africa. There, behold, there were many different kinds of birds – flamingoes, pelicans, weaverbirds, magpies, hummingbirds, parrots, robins and geese flying around. There were also many different kinds of fishes in the river and as I stood, the ancestors instructed a farm to be built for the good people of this world. This farm is to be called Freedom Farm.

As I woke up from my sleep, I worked out the details of this farm in compliance with instructions given me in the dream. The farm will cover a thousand and two hundred plot land near the Victoria Falls and shall be walled. It shall have different kinds of food crops and tubers such as yams, cocoyam, corn, cassava, plantain, sweet potatoes, carrots, cabbage, tomatoes, onions, chilli pepper and in fact all the vegetables needed by mankind. There shall also be fruits such as oranges, pineapples, apples, bananas, pears, cashew, water melons, sugarcane and all other nutritious fruits. This, according to the ancestors is the path to our freedom from wage slavery.

In this freedom farm there is no American or Chinese. Neither is there a European or Arab or African. We are all one big happy family united in peace, love and liberty. This Farm will be the only place on earth where no one will have to work to live. The universe provided man and other animals with an abundance of everything they need for free, hence freedom farm and there will be no lawyers, no judges, no crime, no punishment, no police, no slanderers, no critics, no bosses, no preachers, no religion and definitely no politics. All applicants to the freedom farm will be critically examined physically and psychologically to establish the fact that they are a people, naturally good but struggling with a wicked world. No ‘highly civilized man’, who is joyously aligned to the outside world, brutalizing his fellow-man for personal gain, will ever enter the gates of freedom farm as I myself will be the gate-keeper. Life in the farm will be an endless session of fishing, farming, cooking, baking or sewing and all those who love fishing do the fishing. All who love farming do the farming. Those who love all activities do all and if there is anything no one likes, we all do it. ‘No’ is simply a forbidden word in the freedom farm. No one is the exclusive partner or friend to the other. In fact there is nothing like ownership as they have in the wicked world where people sometimes keep things they don’t really need while those who need them are starved of them. Anyone who is found to have misconducted him or herself in the farm is simply caught, bound and thrown back to the wicked world from which he or she came. The police and judges will then decide what to do with him. Ladies and gentlemen, this is what the ancestors have said.

Our current life is made of twists and turns. There are those who work so hard, where I live, yet retire and fade into nothingness. Nothing, so far, in life works for its purpose. The strong constantly oppress the weak and there is no mercy for the poor. Unlike heaven which we have waited for, for over two thousand years and still waiting, freedom farm will be established in only three years if you yourselves support it. You may even give suggestions or even help establish a trusteeship to handle donor funds meant to build the farm in Africa. I am completely convinced that the supreme creator will be happy at such effort when he finally comes to redeem us in the end.

I believe that as you have been listening to me, a lot of questions may have gone through your mind. Questions like: how will people of different races, cultural backgrounds, climate and language be able to live under one roof or one place in nowhere than the tropics of Africa? And will there be television, radio, internet and other sources of entertainment?

My answer is very simple – one who has joy like a river flowing through his soul has very little need for electronic entertainment? And like I said earlier, the location of this farm, being near a waterfall will ensure that the inhabitants live in a microclimate which is suitable for people coming from up north or down south. The whole farm will be cold and quiet except for the singing and chirping of birds and the occasional voices of excitement and laughter. In the outside world you need to listen to radio or watch television or stay online to learn and avoid dangerous people or circumstances but in this farm there is no such a word as danger. The joy in our souls is enough to shut down all forms of apprehension and I bet you, you will not even remember your alarm clock or dairy.

Ladies and gentlemen, freedom farm will provide for us a world free from anxiety and full of artistic expression. As long as you have fully subscribed to the outside world and its madness, be prepared for frustration. I hope by now you have heard the song:

Joy like a river,

Joy like a river,

Joy like a river, in my soul.

I have no more to say to you.