Sleeping in a Coffin?
Point of correction, I do not sleep in a casket, I sleep on my bed, it's big and comfy, I only lay in my "casket"when I do my meditation because it helps me to be focused, it tells me more about the imminence of death. My casket is a reminder. It wakes me up from slumber. It tells me, "guy, you have got little or no time left, wake up, be creative and work”. Continue...
Point of correction, I do not sleep in a casket, I sleep on my bed, it's big and comfy, I only lay in my "casket"when I do my meditation because it helps me to be focused, it tells me more about the imminence of death. My casket is a reminder. It wakes me up from slumber. It tells me, "guy, you have got little or no time left, wake up, be creative and work”. Continue...
MY Coffin sensitizes
Only if a kidnapper can buy a
casket for himself today, and begin to lay inside, constantly reminding himself
that death looms even as he goes about kidnapping and extorting money from
families. It’s possible to realize at a point that all his activities will one
day end up in a casket, and there, his flesh will rotten. The same is
applicable to all evil doers. They need to realize, like in the famous book, “Waiting
for Godot” that the world is bizarre and empty, as vanity plus vanity will
always end up in vanity. Crime no dey pay jor.
My Coffin preaches:
Take a critical look at my image
inside the coffin, it speaks volume. I always lay in my casket with my cap,
glasses, shoes on. I’m always well dressed. Yes, it is always done
intentionally to tell us that your glory disappears with all the wealth you
must have acquired the very day you go to that coffin. Your glory-your cap goes
with you, your vision-your glasses goes with you; your struggle-your shoes goes
with you. The only thing left of you is your history and your legacy. The crux
of the message is to leave a legacy, so we can live forever, not in the
physical, but in people’s memories. As
for me, I will live forever. You dey vex???
We are blind because of
our fears
Who knows what any of us sees
from the privacy of our own blindness? Make no mistakes, each of us is blind in
a particular way, just as each of us is sighted uniquely. Consider how each of
us is blinded by what we fear. If we fear heights, we are blind to the humility
vast perspectives bring. If we fear Passion, we are blind to the comfort of
Oneness. If we fear change, we are blind to the abundance of life. If we fear
death, we are blind to the mystery of the unknown. And since to fear is
something thoroughly human, to be blind is unavoidable. It is what each of us
must struggle to overcome. To a large degree, I have overcome my fear of death,
all I ask God, is that may my death not be painful. I’m sure some of you know
how my cousin who was killed by kidnappers died an agonizing death. You see, in
the course of our lives, we all stumble and struggle, repeatedly, in and out of
relationship, in and out of the grace of the hidden wholeness of life, most of
us struggle and stumble with the uncertainty of tomorrow as Nigerians. I have
discovered that in the course of our lives, and as blind children, we may never
know what we are called to be until we have learned what we are called to become
by simply overcoming our fears. In life, death is the most important reminder
of all activities. Abi you dey vex???
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