I will be having this space( Death politics) as my comfort zone. A zone where my serenity is assured, my peace guranteed and the worldliness of my mind interrogated on daily basis.
Tell me one thing that doesn’t have Politics? Nothing!
There is always politics to things and until one understands such politics, nothing works at best abuse sets in.
For long I have talked so much about life. What did I achieve? I have thought about it , had sleeplessness night over what it holds and people’s expectation of me. What did I achieve? Crazy competition even with my shadow .
What is life without death and what is death without life?
Can there be life without death? Or death without life? Can one die no matter the circumstances without pre- life or post life ? Can one live without dying? Or die without having lived? Do we die to live or live to die? This is politics. Real politics not the APC, PDP etc conventional politics.
In the history of mankind, politics of death has been at the backburner.
Mysteries created around it and scary tales weaved around it too. We talk less about it, more like a bad omen when it comes with its chilling hands.
We get scared and jittery when one curses us with it and threathens us with its seeming calamity.
Only a soul who remains unaware of its politics gets worried over such threats.
It takes good understanding of the politics of death to get life politics and its strategy right.
“Onwu Wu ndu”( Death is life) He died for us to have life. “Ndu Wu onwu”( Life is death) We live to die.
Ecclesiastes 7
“A good name is better than fine perfume, and the day of death better than the day of birth.
It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of every man; the living should take this to heart.
Sorrow is better than laughter, because a sad face is good for the heart.
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, but the heart of fools is in the house of pleasure”.
The above defines the politics of death and the very cause of the woes, shenanigans, greed ,rascality, sabotage, corruption, immorality etc we experience daily in our world.
A generation without the consciousness of the politics of death , is a generation on a brink, dangling on a tiny but threadbare thread over a deep hollow. One imagines the possible calamity if there is a snap.
We have lost hold of this politics, everything is defined through the prism of pleasure, accomplishment, etc anything less is less attractive.
What defines life and its futility? What makes life so vain? Vanity upon vanity all is vanity is a common saying. What makes such saying a reality? death?
life?
It is death that defines life, caging its excessiveness, making one, those who understand its politics to live within the realm of moderation , virtue and mean.
Death! More humbling and elevating than life and its vicissitudes. Death humbles but it is one that gets one humiliated by ones approach to life.
Death exposes one, even beyond the secret places,however, only ones approach to life either makes one a ridicule or a hero.
Why live a life that will either humiliate or ridicule one when the rays of death beam on one? The reality of our generation, sweating to accumulate , only to go into the muddy , six feet “home” empty.
Until one comes to terms with the dynamics and politics of death, wild goose chase for life futilities becomes ones woeful end reward.
A life without death consciousness is a life of endless chase for transient things that worth nothing when death knocks.
This is our albatross , the world’ challenge and sadly the Nigeria malaise,where man’ inhumanity to man, insane ostentatious life style, miracle stage managing, spiritual grandstanding, weird show of corruptive riches, normalization of nudity and causaulization of morals are celebrated with heroic fanfare.
All these would ebb, racing towards good living, care, love, godliness , contentment etc,if we are able to understand death and its politics.
Life is good but life without death consciousness and its politics is a misery .
Grace will help us
# Jarlath Opara
