correctguy101:


We nowadays attach too much meaning to the word "gods". It's simply those of ancient times, whose essence surpass that of mortals, most once lived on Earth, Some were killed here while others decided to just leave. Not a Yoruba but I definitely understand yoruba traditional beliefs and ancient history more than most Yoruba since I was born in the yoruba land.
Now you know Eshu means a double path hence the twins, Lanroye and Elegbara.

It's very interesting history I tell you. Meditating on the Pataki will trigger your brain to decode the import of each Pataki.

Raintaker:

Wetin be Pataki?

correctguy101:


Hahahaha, na Yoruba talk o.

All Yoruba born suppose know na. It's a way to talk about an event especially used when describing ancient events and the ancients themselves.

Just say Allegory no mind my ranting, na fired egg cause am.

Raintaker:
Lol l thought Pataki meant important.

sheikshegetto:
Insulted and a little stung at his pitying dismissal, I cursed him and called him by rude names, my sharp tongue which had landed me in numerous hassles failed me not, days spent with lawless men and drunkards supplied me with vulgar speeches from which I held nothing back.

“You wool brained hideous bastard of a thousand fathers, you dare to call yourself an Orisha, you mistake of a deity, you dared to open that excrement filled maw you call mouth and compared yourself to Lanroye in all his divinity, perchance if you had ever sat to think why you stayed down here in your gods forsaken groove where no one visits you and you think it was because everyone feared you, then you must be dumber than you look.

No one wants to come near you because you stink to the heavens, your foul stench led me right from the edge of the forest to the hole you call groove, your brother wears robes made with golden linen, you’re here strutting about in skirts made of palm fronds, he dines and wine on a table of silver while you squat on plantain leaves and bones, eating carrion, and you dare to call yourself a god. I am not surprised for as we have beggars and mad men amidst mortals surely you must be the father and deity of beggars and lunatics, ‘‘arise from your rags thou beggar god and set your affairs in order for today, you have eaten your last human flesh, after I have silenced you forever, your dear twin will surely thank me for removing such embarrassment from his life.’’

IamCeazer:
Wen next yur writtin, pls mention me. I lov dis ur story..

AgentOfAllah:
You've got a very evocative style OP! Your character point of view help me see everything that was happening like it was a real memory. Very nicely done!

tobiit:
Yoruba folklore is one of the best of this world literature. My brother sheikshegetto, please give us some more like this. I so much love your story

Dindondin:
Sheikshegetto, omo ire bi iyan (a good Child like pounded yam.
I enjoyed the folklore like abula.

I want more stories like this.
I dey use my head do illustrations of the story

correctguy101:


We nowadays attach too much meaning to the word "gods". It's simply those of ancient times, whose essence surpass that of mortals, most once lived on Earth, Some were killed here while others decided to just leave. Not a Yoruba but I definitely understand yoruba traditional beliefs and ancient history more than most Yoruba since I was born in the yoruba land.
Now you know Eshu means a double path hence the twins, Lanroye and Elegbara. You're right on point bro....Eshu is also known to be a patron of unpredictability... Hence the wicked and honest side.,he might be belenovent today and callus tomorrow.

It's very interesting history I tell you. Meditating on the Pataki will trigger your brain to decode the import of each Pataki.

sheikshegetto:
“You have an interesting but fleeting mortal life ahead of you.’’ he said, I felt discomfort as his ancient eyes bored through me, farewell Jakuta the one who fights with stones, my blessings till our path cross again.’’

On saying this, Shokoti walked backwards into a doorway of mist and vanished, Elegbara’s remains dissolved in a bulb of vapor as the howls of the first of his children reached my ears.

“Are you ready to bite more monsters my sweet?’’ I sent to Oshe,

“Hurry up unless you’re afraid or I shall bite you instead.’’ it sent back.
With a laugh I roared the battle cry of my forefathers in challenge and raced to meet them.

The end. Bro.... Did god of thunder ever crossed paths with Shokoti again.... Either as Mortal or immortal. Besides any story about the legend Elder god-Shikoti in his Prime?

sheikshegetto:
“You have an interesting but fleeting mortal life ahead of you.’’ he said, I felt discomfort as his ancient eyes bored through me, farewell Jakuta the one who fights with stones, my blessings till our path cross again.’’

On saying this, Shokoti walked backwards into a doorway of mist and vanished, Elegbara’s remains dissolved in a bulb of vapor as the howls of the first of his children reached my ears.

“Are you ready to bite more monsters my sweet?’’ I sent to Oshe,

“Hurry up unless you’re afraid or I shall bite you instead.’’ it sent back.
With a laugh I roared the battle cry of my forefathers in challenge and raced to meet them.

The end.

sheikshegetto:
For more two days, I encountered other dwellers of the forest. Tree imps, gnomes and minor deities, but I paid them no heed for none of them was whom I seek. They also avoided me because of the dark aura emitting from Oshe, I was anxious to find my quarry as soon as possible for delay may prove costly for I still harbored hope of seeing my friend and bard, Obembe and the rest of my band alive.

On the third day, I began to despair and grow doubt, what if I was late, what if the elder god was lying and Oshe failed to cut the daemon deity’s divine skin and I ended up at the bottom of his stew pot, turning back had never felt so tempting, my purposeful steps began to falter as the dreadful thoughts ran through my mind, then I realized my adversary was the Orisha of despair and hopelessness, I then resolved in my mind that I must be getting close to the evil god’s lair which explained the change in my mood, turning back was never an option for I also have the price to pay for the weapon I had purchased, so I hardened my heart and pushed on.

The forest began to change as the trees grew thicker and darker and eerily quiet for I neither heard nor saw bird or beast, the grounds were littered with the bones of different animals so thick I waded on in a marsh of bones then I knew I had gotten to Elegbara’s groove.
Lo, I beheld the monster and nearly flew from his presence, for Elegbara was terrifying in appearance. A massive being, a single horn protruded from his forehead burned with unnatural black flame and chewing through a human skull with lion like teeth stained with blood, he was surrounded by dozen human corpses while he ate from a very large pot boiling with the same flame on his horn.

He was so engrossed in his gory feast that he failed to notice he had a visitor, I recognized some of the dead men as the lost members of my band and my heart fell further when I saw Obembe’s drum amidst the dead men. Reckless with righteous anger, I hollered boldly at the feasting god.

“Greetings Elegbara” I hope the salt is not too much and the meat not too overcooked.’’

Cloud007:
This is the sixth time am reading this epic story. Sheikshegetto please give come up with something.... please.