CHAPTER THREE

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MOM AND DAD

Dear mom, I'm sitting in the Aigh, feeling numb, thinking about your face and low haircut. Papa, the girls say i look dapper. Today, i wore a white shirt and your ANKARA trouser. I miss y'all. Dad, i miss you more. I might be losing touch but I'm still your son. Omo Lajomo, Osho

Mama, we have not argued this week. I know you're aging and your bones are getting weak, God loves you, you will not fall sick.

I have never known love so good.

I see you two, i see how mom looks at you, and also in his mind, he calls you boo, he luhh you too.

I wish i could go to your days, see the love games you played, so i can love your way.

Dad, Mr lover, giving solo trips to you, momma. I wish i could see those summer , i hope he was a stoner, loving you, momma, every night and boner. I saw the pictures, always chilling in your leisure. Africa was at peace and men still gave real kiss. She would go to the moon and be back for you... A real trip.

Today, you're on my mind. It seems like the world is turning against me but i need you by my side. When they call me crazy, you say "that's my child", because you trust your training isn't bad.

Yetunde, African woman. Muyiwa, gentleman like that, the kind of guy that you are. You are a big star, after this note, peep through the window, i parked you the red car. Momma, i love you, before you open the parcel.
Green Boy, your boo
stay beautiful

29, A ROOM FULL OF TRIPS

The security system is now very tight, PRESEDENT is looking for 4, kill at sight, he's placed curfew, day and night.

PRESEDENT: 4 must not see daylight.

JAZZ-ME: we have completed 28rites, the 29th would be carried out on the 4th night. PRESEDENT, you need to be vigilant. 4 is no ordinary man. After the final rite, his face will be revealed and you will have a new hand.

PRESEDENT : 4 WILL DIE!!!
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My nights are getting darker but now everything seems to be clearer. Last night, i saw some people in my dream, three of them staring at me like lost sheep. They kept repeating, "stay in your Aigh... Look in the sky, remember your GYD", in unison. The angels are talking to me, using numbers. I used to be worried but this has become my quest and i must conquer, i must accomplish. In my war, there are no guns allowed, just the best dancers in the cloud.

PRESEDENT has soldier on land, in the water, and he is planning to airstrike. Yet he knows not what 4 looks like. After the rite on the 4th night, the oracles would disclose his identity, weaknesses and strong points.

4 is a boy, GREEN BOY, living the life of gods, which is not a bad thing at all.

This morning, i didn't go to CITY. It's been a while since i saw Tea and the job is not interesting. So I stay in my Aigh, finessing, jonzing. I explained to 2H " i am a D.J, a dirty Jonzer, mixing and diluting everything together. The tools and the skills is my dinner , embedded in my DNA."

It is KC's birthday, Friday, and there'd be a huge turn up at his place.

The greens were greener and shack, very good strain of Arizona. I gave out my roller so KC hired another roller, still me. I rolled 29 virgins,including 3 Spliff and 1 switch - i rolled specially for me, which all got mixed up accidentally.

(6:36) My mind wasn't really in the party, i found a cool spot beside the mixologist, sipping herbal skuchis, catching my vibe of the party. The sticks were in my possession , i shared it one by one. I took out a virgin for myself and lit. I hit and it was the Spliff. I smiled and said out loud "trips".

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