The Augury

Part 75

[Mbali]

I feel like my life is crushing on my face, everything is going sideways, for an organized person I'm pretty messed up right now, my girlfriend after days of trying to get hold of her, she decides to drop me a message that she wants a break, she has the nerve to send a bloody SMS via a burner phone, she has blocked me on every social media page, it's like our love never existed, we have been together for years, to think of it she is my first love. 

What the hell is 'a break?' From what I know It’s somewhere between 'I love you' and 'this isn’t enough.' It’s breaking up without giving up. It's the 'I still want to be with you but not right now.' It’s the 'I need some time'... it's not fair. It’s indefinite. It’s hanging on when you feel like letting go. It's a pause but not quite the end. 

My first thought is to go to Durban and confront her she must be smoking some strong stuff thinking that we are over! We have problems yes but come on this is childish!

I look at my situation and realize that I'm caught up, between a rock and a very hard place with my father being sick,  I'm the only sole caregiver for him, I can't move him to another hospital especially in his critical condition, my mother can't help him because good and evil can't be in the same room,

Yah it took me time to come to terms with that, like an ignorant person I acted like most people that seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being, And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?
A part of me believes that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why mostly the good or right is temporarily defeated and stronger than evil triumphant, maybe my father is not the man he used to be.

But how would I know because I'm still avoiding my mother or should I say avoiding the truth,  I know you will think The truth will set you free, but I want to hold on to the memory of the man I call my father not the man that is perceived as dark and evil, so for now Avoiding the truth “feels” easier than facing it head-on, for me this feeling is certainly safe and exciting to the soul.
While on the other hand, my sister is impatiently waiting for the death date of our father.

While that, not enough work is crazy, I'm behind like hell I need to go to Pretoria for the quarterly meeting with the minister and I have nothing prepared.

This goes without saying I'm drowning, physically, mentally, and emotionally, my life is spiring out of control, and I feel like I'm losing my mind.
The house phone has been ringing like crazy and I was not looking forward to facing the world with my puffy eyes and heavy heart and exhausted brain, I pulled the covers over my head.

" we nja you really made me jump over the gate Kanti you sleeping in here!!!"
I rose from my bed lifting the bed covers off my head
Me: what the fuck ?....Thamsanqa ufunani la "

He bites his apple and opens the blinds
Him: I have been in cape town for a week  now and wena you not picking up my calls, Mbali what the fuck is going on with you ?" I looked down
Him: Get up !!!"
He hit me with a pillow and walks  out
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[Ma-Makhaye]
" Who are you " the Bishop commands, I look at him but there is  big light that blinded me, behind him
"I was put to be in charge of her, to look after her" I looking around where this voice is coming from but can't see it, it sounds like a little boys voice,
Bishop: who is your Master?"
Little boy: I can't say his name .... Leave me alone ...leave us alone we are ok we don't need you "
Bishop: she needs to be free ...she is Godchild "
" NO! " the boy scream
Bishop: you are a demon, you need to burn in hell ..."
" Leave me alone....you burning me!!"
"TELL ME WHO ARE YOU!!!"
Him: No!!!!"

I try to move but suddenly I feel trap in my own body I'm in a dark corner I couldn't see it. I could only feel it, I hear all these voices as if they're in my head but deep in my subconscious, I'm alive but something took over me, the little boy starts screaming again and I had this sharp pain in my ribs where it crushed me. I know it some sort of spirits inside of me  it attacked me and pulls me down to the deepest dark parts of my soul, however on the other hand I feel this  force that wakes me up every time I close my eyes I see light, but faintly

" my master put me in her tea, he said I must stay with her and whisper in her ear to agree to everything, he needed to convince her to say yes ...yes to everything..."
Bishop: why?"
" the master wanted...the girl ...the little girl is the precious one for master ... Mother did not let her go, I stay and tell her ...tell the mother its ok to say yes to master...."
Bishop: who's your master "
Boy: Mmmmm I can't say ....ooh....uuuuh stop you burning me!!!!"
Bishop: Ma Makhaye if you can hear Me rise my child, brake the chane...No weapon that is fashioned against you shall succeed, and you shall confute every tongue that rises against you in judgment. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord and their vindication from me, declares the Lord....phuma sathane "

Boy: nooooo!!!"
I try standing up but my feet are so weak, I see what looks like a door, I decide to crawl,
The little boy's voice was screaming, whatever the Bishop was doing to him must have hurt him

" Please don't kick me out ...where would I go?, she needs me!!!....ooh stop I will tell you everything... My Master's name is Salas ...he wants the little girl, I was sent to convince the mother to say yes!!! Oooh please don't kill me... Don't kick me out uuuuh...I need to stay with her "

I heard the Bishop praying, I focused on his words, it somehow gave me strength
Bishop: In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, I now bring the fullness of his cross, death, blood, and sacrifice, his resurrection, life, and the empty tomb, his authority, rule, and dominion; I bring judgment from the throne of Jesus Christ against every foul power, witchcraft, black art, and a curse. I bring Jesus Christ to break the cursed for Deflector, against the curse of Rationalization that has been raised against you... I banish the demon out of your soul, your body...and your mind... I bring Jesus Christ, the Son of God, sacrificed for you, against all ritual sacrifices and their every claim against you ...Phuma ...phuma!! ...phuma!!". 

The light became brighter I could finally gain my strength that I started to stand when I reached the light the door...I heard a baby crying, I stopped and looked around on the corner of this dark place there was a bucket, when I walked closer to it,  could not believe my eyes the bucket was full of blood and lifeless baby bodies inside,

Me: no ...no ....' The baby cries got louder and louder
Me': I'm so sorry ....I'm so sorry "
The baby  cries became louder, I held my ears, shaking my head, when I shoot my eyes open I was meet by some creature, it looks like a young boy, covered in dark blood with the head of an owl, yellow big eyes two left fit, it looked at me and pointed with long dirty nails at the blood bucket that was now overflowing with blood and baby parts
' you did this!  '
I screamed!!!!
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To be continued