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The Man Eating Plant Conspiracy

Of course you must have heard of the rumour of man eating plants of Madagascar, or at least the possibility of meat eating plant. You probably have discarded it as one of sensational lies peddled by some poor souls whose imagination are their main impediment to success in life. I have been in that shoe too. I have been in that stage of life where I considered anything that has not been proven by science to be oven baked conspiracy lie. Not until I stumbled on it. Not until I stumbled on the top secret of all time. The secret which North Atlantic Alliance are spending millions of dollar to make it remain a secret.

Let me ask you, have you ever heard of MUTE? That is an acronym but never ask me what it stands for. It is the body responsible for restoring hope in humanity that the flora and fauna of mother earth pose no threat to humanity. And that apart from natural disaster like floods, earthquakes, hurricane mudslides and tsunamis, the earth is still a peaceful place for humanity to flourish. The mission statement of MUTE is noble, but blocking humanity from knowing the truth about where we are is their greatest undoing. The earth is stranger than you think.

Perhaps you have read about Nepenthes, a relative of the pitcher plant which grows in the rain forest of South East Asia as a vine. the greatest cover up in respect to it is the invention of the word “insectivorous” to lessen the effect of the reality of meat eating plants on the world, despite the fact that some of these plants like Venus’s flytrap eats animals as big as frogs and small rodents. These are the known meat eating plants to humanity and they pose no threat to man.

Perhaps you have read the MUTE moderated information about these plants. For example in reference books and biological encyclopaedias, you may have read it that Insectivorous plants are diverse and represent members of three orders of dicots: Nepenthales, Scrophulariales, and Rosales. And that majority are in the Nepenthales order, including the pitcher plant, sundews and the Venus’s-flytrap. And that others include the bladderworts, butterworts, and the Australian pitcher plant. Of course MUTE has done their job very well; otherwise, you would have heard about the Noon-at-Night plant of the Niger area.

“Oganjo-dodo” as it is being called in the local dialect of the Yoruba country. There is only one tree still alive now and everybody is wishing it dies quick. Unfortunately nobody can near it with chain saw. Not even a kilometre near where it still stands today.

Is it not eerily suspicious that the science community has suddenly lack brilliant minds inquisitive enough to discover the most important question that ought to have followed the reality of Nepenthes despite the fact that 90 per cent of this community believe in evolution theory? According to mainstream biological science report, Nepenthes eat only insects by trapping them in their cup of chemical where the body parts disintegrate and become food for the plant. The most needed question to ask about Nepenthes is that; if evolution theory is true, nepenthes and these other harmless insectivorous plants surely share common ancestor with some plants like the non-insectivorous pitchers, but what and where is there common ancestor? Of course once again, MUTE is doing their job very well.

The truth about human eating plants of the Niger area was discovered by Roy Lexers. Again, don’t bother to search for the name because he has been completely MUTEd. Truth is that he was not a botanist despite being a renowned scientist in his field before the discovery. He was an archaeologist in the University of California who was researching on Neolithic cultures of Africa. The research was sponsored by MacArthur Foundation established 40 years ago. A research that will take him to the precipice of insanity with what he found in the Yoruba countryside. Although he came to Oke-Iho principally for his research, he and his hand-picked post-graduate students would soon discover there is a big jigsaw puzzle that has been muted here. The jigsaw puzzle span 3, 990 kilometres between the foot of Niger now called the Niger-delta and westward to the kingdom of Dahomea. He may not be

a mythologist and his scientific mind in constant revolt against anything mythical, but he knew, this part of the world was once the seat of savagery in its crimson glory.

The pieces of the jigsaw puzzle include: Oke-Iho Ola, the subterranean passage to heaven or riches; Sungbo Eredo, which he christened the Sheba’s groove, the largest moat covered piece of land in the world with no visible evidence the moat walled a city; Oranmiyan’s Obelisk marks – this is the mystery of the markings on the renowned Opa Oranmiyan. Everybody knew it is a secret code, but the big question is code to what? Some miles away from Ife to the east lies the kingdom of the Benin with a God-king who clads in crimson red. You may say that is the colour of blood, but the big question is why?

Tucked in the far away heart of Apkotokou forest in the border town of Ketou, in the present Republic of Benin lies a 450,000 years old cavern call Igbale-Aye. Believed to be the spot where first fully humans took their rise, the legend of Igbale-Aye promises a lot of future archaeological discovery that the first African Nobel laureate, Prof. Wole Soyinka, in his capacity as the Chairman, Governing Board, Centre for Black Culture and International Understanding (CBCIU) has adopted Igbale Aiye project as one of the centre’s priority for in-depth research. As he has said in one of the occasions marking the flag off of annual ceremony of the place, “There is a wealth of history underneath this ground upon which we are standing. I have a personal interest in getting it out.” Only time will tell if the now octogenarian Professor and his squad of African scholars and scientists will not be MUTEd like many before him by the “Big brother” North Atlantic Alliance.

You probably may not have heard about James Pinson Labulo Davies, an African Yoruba merchant-sailor who married the adopted daughter of queen Victoria named Sarah Forbes Bonetta. The lady was a Yoruba girl of the Egbado extraction whose parents were killed by the slave raiding Dahomey warriors on Oke Odan and rescued from being sacrificed from the king of Dahomey by a white enthnographer.

It is off record, but James Labulo had been the first to sponsor a European scientist friend to establish the tell-tale human eating tree of the Niger area. Although out of pure curiosity, James Labulo may also have economic benefit of the plant at heart for sponsoring such a discreet research, being the first person to introduce cocoa plant to West Africa from south America.

He had come upon a very useful information about the plant by chance. He was the scribe to King Eleko, the then paramount ruler of Lagos. Herbert Macaulay would later occupy the same position for the Oluwas. However, it was in one of the documents brought from the arctic of King Eleko palace that day that James Labulo came upon the un-submitted report of the visit of the British emissary to Benin kingdom that preceded the punitive expedition to the kingdom in the year 1897.
You probably did not know that among the emissary sent by Queen Victoria to Benin, there was a youngster the queen herself made to be part of the emissary. He went by the name James Coburg. Does it ring a bell that Prince Albert Francis Charles Augustus Emmanuel, the prince consort to the Queen was born near Coburg, Germany? No one is sure but it seems James Coburg had been included among the emissary to the land he himself described as “the heart of darkness”; his judgement based on what he had heard about the Benin kingdom, not a visit. Well, the Queen made him to be part of the team to the “heart of the devil” because James Coburg was being teased as effeminate. Perhaps, the queen in her wisdom thought this journey will toughen up the 19 year old lad.

Did I say “in his report”? Oh yes, I did say that. It is not a slip of tongue. James Coburg did write a “detailed” report of his own journey in his journal. But he never recorded the fight with the Benin emissaries who came to express the displeasure of the king about the white men unwanted visit. Nobody should blame the lad, he never witnessed it. On the night before the warning incident happened, James had fell asleep immediately they camped some fifty-three kilometres away from the town of their destination. That night, James had a dream and saw the king in his crimson red regalia. Whatever the early explorer had written about the king was surpassed in what James saw in his dream.

The city was paved with crimson red blood of 1000 sacrifices per day. The king himself dine on the head of humans he had sacrificed. His wives; witch-like beings of negroid appearance make special delicacy for him of the sacrifice. Well licked skulls rolls down from his elevated throne every now and then.

This dream sent shivers down James Coburg’s spine and when he woke up in the middle of the night, the first thing he did was to bolt away from the camp. A young negro of relatively the same age had followed him to bolt out into the tick tropical forest night of West Africa. The negro was called “Massa” because he refers to every European as “master” but could not pronounce the word properly.The young African also did not support the daring of the white men especially when the king had warned that Benin cannot receive visitors at present because they were in the middle of a festival where no stranger is allowed.

However, Sir Philips, the leader of the white explorer will not bow to the authority of a savage African king. More, this festival could be the much needed reason they have been looking for to nail the Benin country and its king of sheer savagery, so he had ordered them to press on.

It was during this flight of James on that night that he discovered the carnivorous tree. According to his report, it was walled up with moat. He and the negro had climbed the moat which is about 8 yards in diameter. James was taken aback when, the negro climbing the moat first, suddenly paused, fell on his face on top of the moat as if in total worship of a god, then told James to turn back that they cannot take that route. It has been said that curiosity builds courage more than wine. It was sheer curiosity that made James to climb the moat in the middle of African jungle at night and behold, he saw the carnivorous plant in all its eerie bioluminescent glory. How James Coburg’s report ended up in the attic of Eleko is a story for another day.

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