Day 7: Osisiye

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2016 – The Year I Die After

Mente de Moda. Maddox. Conversation with my mentor.
How d’you think you will die?
‘Fall off my bike’
But you said you don’t ride fast?
‘My instructor got hit cos a trailer driver opened his door to take a pee. How d’you think you’ll die, sir?’
Stupidity. One of my staff will let me down one final time
‘I’ll like to die riding though’
I think you mean you’ll like to die on your terms

I want 2016 to be the year I can die after.
I’ve died before.
But I’ll like to truly die – and not struggle.
I am excited about death.
I am the one who stares long at the corpse. I was the one who snuck into my grandma’s room after she died at 11 p.m. and the ambulance could not come till morning.
I know the many faces of death – the cold hand that drops hard, the grey on the skin, the spongy fingers and the shiver. That shiver, I hear it’s the ghost passing through you. I believe.
But we have talked too much about death and the dead don’t read.

Last year, I had a pseudo-death. I talked about this with Efe.
I resigned my job, stopped book promotion, stopped hanging out and stayed with my dog for 90 days.
I would like to live like that but I can’t, my savings is running out.
But more than my savings is this, I am unfulfilled. I still wanna own a farm with a horse and set up a charity and adopt an IDP and know God. There’s a lot left, still.
That’s why I have to come out again this year.

But what if I do most of these things I wanna do? That means I can die.
I hear someone say it’s never enough.
But it is. See, I’m a Christian
In John 19: 28 – 30, Jesus knowing that all things were now accomplished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, “I thirst!. When Jesus had received the sour wine, He said, “It is finished!” And bowing His head, He gave up His spirit.
And in 2 Timothy 4:7-8, Paul said ‘You take over. I’m about to die, my life an offering on God’s altar. This is the only race worth running. I’ve run hard right to the finish, believed all the way. All that’s left now is the shouting – God’s applause!’
There’s a stage you get to in your life’s work and you know you can go after, I wanna get there.
Maybe it would be after my second book, just that it’s not a book.

Thanks for having me.


 

Osisiye’s novel, Sixty Percent of a True Story’ is available at Terra Kulture & Laterna and on Amazon & Konga

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3 comments on “Day 7: Osisiye

  1. poisefreak says:

    I hope when you die, it’s a beautiful one.

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  2. I hope you die fulfilled on your own terms, i hope you embrace death like a long lost brother come home.

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