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afam4eva: I don't stalk IGBO smoking people...next question..

Come here.... Afam... Are you supposed to be here... Na which section person no go find your arse.... Lemme go through your profile self....

afam4eva: God has given you a second chance...Now go home and sin no more.

Are you stalking me.....

This is a real experience that I posted on a thread some time ago, enjoy the excerpts ....

It was a very good weekend I had until yesterday when I decided to do something I had never done in a very long time.... Smoke some weed
The Experience was not funny at all, as I did not only smoke the weed with my bro but decided to kiss some from a total stranger whose own was being wrapped by one of the weed vendors.

Too bad, the dude no even tell me say im own special, instead he allowed me to smoke the whole thing. I was feeling myself, I thought there was some peculiar about his weed but was quick to discard that thought. His weed tasted bitter so it made me feel it contained ermo and Captain Black ..... How wrong I was. I had to tell my bro that we should vacate the jungle quickly as I had to eat, the weed was already taking its toll on me. I was getting dehydrated, my mouth was sticky and to compound it all, everything was in slow motion .... Not exactly slow, it was like a dream. I felt I could do anything but my mind keeps telling me, bro you are high just take it easy on yourself.

I was not seeing people, all I could see were shadows all over people's faces like a dream where you don get to recognize peeps. On getting home, I rushed to the kitchen and scooped me some food to eat but alas, I had lost my appetite. I kept on drinking water until my younger bro pointed that my belly was three times its normal size. I went in, climbed the bed and wanted to sleep, but each time I closed my eyes, I keep having this feeling that I was not going to wake up the next morning, it was a near death experience.

Soon, my heart started beating, I touched my chest, instead of the normal thudding sound, it was like a grinding machine, the speed was really bad. I had read about people taking drugs and then getting killed by the same drug that was suppose to make them high, I never knew that my turn was just behind the corner. I thought of everyone I use to know, what if I don't wake up in the morning, then a probe is made into the cause of my death and it was discovered that it was from drug intake, how will they all feel about me.... Disappointed!!! .... I thought about the thread I was writing on Nairaland, people will keep checking in but will never get another update from Foxybone .....

The next thing that came to my mind was, make peace with your maker because you are about to meet him. I did just that and lay down to die but the fear of death and leaving this world unfulfilled kept getting at me. I jumped up, went to the sitting room and told my brother, let's go meet our cousin who owns a medicine store, he might have a solution to this problem. My bro declined, "how are you going to explain to him that you smoked weed", I told me, "If I survive, I will go back and apologise on my unruly behaviour, now get up and walk your almost dying brother to that shop".

I made it there miraclously and told him everything, he injected me, gave me alabukun and then told me to rest for a while. All this I did but a was not getting the required sededation. I asked him, "are you sure I'm gonna be alright"... "O yes you are, it is just an experience and you will never do it again".... I went home, climbed the bed and wished the world good night. If I wake up, then I will tell my story, if I don't, I hope my brother will do it for me. I gave him the instruction specifically before going into the world of oblivion.

I died!!!

But all through my death, I still woke up like 6 times to go ease myself before the day finally broke.

I was and is still alive!!!

But the effect of the drug has not worn off up till now but the joy that I'm alive is pushing me on...

Do not collect weed from a stranger in the jungle, you don't know how or what is mixed in it. Too bad I nearly go killed for being careless. I pray God forgives me.

PEACE!!!

Could that be music resounding behind the mountains?
The melody drifting in a soulless tune I can’t ascertain
Could that be drumbeats playing fervently on the tree tops
Swaying the trees from side to side like fragile crops
Could that be cymbals sounding in the deepest oceans
Raising the waves aloft and splattering in cushion
Could that be bells jingling within the rocks
Tinkling away like a herd of cattle flock
Could that be blast of trumpet sounds
Emitting from the dog in every barking round
United in melody the voices titrates
Free of pains, filled with love, devoid of hate


There lies a pathway in the world unknown
In the deepest forest of the heart of men unsown
Straight like the measuring rule
But every step of the way is an obstacle
Is that the path the Greatest of them all has taken
Bearing on him the greatest of weight and beaten
Puffing and struggling with each step
Cheered by some while others stood and wept
As he climbed up and walked through that pathway keenly
Eyes raised and shoulders bruised as He changed destiny
For by him a pathway was created with all craftiness
The same pathway that leads to greatness

There lies the pathway to greatness
Forged with blood so that you and I can harness
There lies the path we all must take
Even if our lives we have to put at stake
There lies the path to our redemption
Struggle we must through life’s temptation
There lies the path that was freely given
That our atrocities will be forever forgiven
There lies the path spoken of by great men
That we must take at that very moment
Surely that pathway beckons to us all
It we must take for therein lays our call
Surely, our greatness lies in the pathway to greatness