Joto lilikuwa kali kupita kiasi. Lilizidi, watu tukaanza kulalama. Labda 'Mungu' ametusahau, eeh, dhambi zimezidi mno. Kama kawaida ya wanadamu, tulisema....
Then it came down, in 'potfuls'! But there is always a 'but'. It came when it wasn't supposed to, it shouldn't come at this time of the year though we wanted it cool down the place, but this wasn't when we expected it. It was a relief that we could breathe again, the plants could get back the life in them but, well, not at this time. Is He testing us again, after a long dry spell? Someone has to do something, or rather someone did something!
So we spoke again, the old said things weren't the way they were, the way they were supposed to be. This type of things never happened during their days and that they have not seen anything like this, in their life time of course. It was a sign, staunch believers, told. It didn't look good, we have to consult the Oracle. Unfortunately there was't any. After all the Prophet (don't get startled, there are so many nowadays in case you had the thought that they only existed in the OT) had predicted it and He does not want you to speak about your old filthy 'oracle' thing, He is the One now. Sent. Period. You don't question these type of 'things' otherwise you'd find yourself in a very awkward position, unless you question yourself in 'your self'.
So the buts continued because there has to be a but someplace, no?
But...
Plato once said, 'We can easily forgive a child who's afraid of the dark, but the real tragedy of life is when men afraid the light.' I write about me, about people I like and admired, about what I do, what I see, and about where I live.
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