We Eat and Drink Our Ancestors

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Obododimma Oha

The idea of eating a human being is abhorrent and not many would want to hear about it again. When Jesus told the Jews: “Unless you eat my body and drink my blood, you will not have life in you,” their reaction was quite in order, even though he spoke from another level of discourse that they did not understand. Does he think that we are cannibals? What a gross insult! Didn’t we say it? This man of Galilee is mad, plain mad! Now, he is asking us to eat him! Which sane person would say that? Now, when I write about our eating and drinking our ancestors (even our enemies), have I not like Jesus roused a sentiment and a description of the thought as  insane? Yet, wait and see that, even though this is only a blog article in which I give an opinion, the opinion points towards a fact, a hard fact.

When we are speaking, a part of the fluid from our mouths ascend to the atmosphere as vapour. Even the vapour from the mouths of our enemies! There they join other clouds and descend on the Earth as rain. The rain falls on the just and on the unjust, we are told. It fertilizes fields and help plants to come alive and grow again. In some communities, some of the water is collected in containers for human and animal use. A greater part of the use is drinking. They have to drink the water to live.

We are also told by scientists that a greater part of the human body is made up of water. The water could leave our bodies in various ways, but mainly when we die (as mortals) and we are buried or cremated, the water of our bodies follows the course of degradation and returns with time to other bodies of water in the earth’s crust. Some may vaporize, as during cremation. But the point is that water joins water. Water in this cemetery (from human bodies) would meet with water from that cemetery, and one thing is sure: when borehole drillers pierce the earth to get water, do we have a choice? There is no difference between water and water down there!

The borehole driller would eventually help in the accessing and producing bottled water and sachet type (called popularly “pure water” in Nigeria). Pure water indeed. Is that a kind of euphemism? To hide away the fact that the drinkers are drinking their ancestors (and even worst enemies)? Yes, through rain water (collected or sinking again into the earth) or through “Pure water”, we drink those who have gone and are reformatted for another life.

That is not all. Don’t say it is ordinary water and seek consolation yet. You also eat your ancestors. When we bury dead bodies or cremate them, we are helping the soil to get more fertile. We are directly and indirectly feeding the plants that also feed us in various ways. We are making the earth more fertile, manuring the soil and the plants are happy that they can find food. The Ogbomosho mango we like eating and lick our fingers or the Ondo plantain we hunger for is just our ancestors coming back as food. Yes, seek consolation in the fact that you do not eat your ancestors or enemies directly as such but through plant action. It is as laughable as saying you do not eat eke the sacred python but you eat edi the hyena that eats eke! More so, you hypocritically butcher the hyena you have killed in the night so that you would not encounter the contents of its abdomen and abandon the meat. The Igbo have a proverb for the butchering of the stomach of the hyena: “A naghị abọ afọ edi n’ehihie” (The stomach of the hyena is not butchered in the daytime). Imagine the pretence! Oh, you do not eat eke but can eat edi that has eaten it! Moreover, you are afraid of looking at the contents of its abdomen! Pretentious you! Hypocritical you!

Indeed, the idea of eating and drinking our ancestors can induce vomiting! But the fact is that we still do so, even though indirectly. There is something mysterious about life. Although we think of our ancestors as having gone somewhere, the fact is that their human life or mortality remains here. Life must like the earth so much. Life stays here and endlessly animate cycles! Or is it a recycling, followed by a reformatting?

Maybe the initiator or person who configured this old human technology commanded it to use itself to increase and multiply. It is the configuration. Or maybe, as social robots, we replicate ourselves, using what we have learnt from the Master Creator. We are Creation learning Creation from the Creator.


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