Dr. Sebi is one of those fearless people I’ve had the pleasure of spending one on one time with, and a nonstop comedy show actually. No filter, no edits, no “I shouldn’t say that”. Non of that. He is the first, well the only person I know that I was able be totally free to talk to about anything. You couldn’t make him blush, nothing was a ‘bad thing to say’ or inappropriate. He talked about his stint in the crazy hospital diagnosed with schizophrenia and how he cured his insanity and other ailments through diet and herbs. He talked a lot about his sex life. He leaned forward in his easy chair, took a puff to prep for his statement and yelled out: “I love to f%%k, No, NO, I LIVE TO F%%K” My mouth dropped and then I burst out laughing at the way he expressed his love of the p$$$y like he was reading the book of revelations. I wanted to jump up and say AMEN, but I was too busy laughing in shame at his bravado.
I Should Have Smoked With Him…
Sebi went in the back room and came out with a carry on size suitcase, he opened it up and it was full of weed. He looked at me smiling and I guess he was expecting me to prance up and down at the sight of plethora of green goodness, but I sat there with my mouth open. I think I lost some credibility with him cause I wouldn’t light one up cause he gave me this “Oh you one of them” looks. I did plan to try the peyote he raved about though, but I was scared of that too, hehe. I managed to muster up some courage to try the snake powder though. Pablo (Sebi’s right hand man) said, “Here Eat it, it cleans the blood”. With a squeamish look on my face, I sprinkled some powered on my tongue and waited to hurl, but It wasn’t bad though. It had a dried fish taste to me..
So back to Sebi. I sat there waiting for another wave of shameless banter to come from his lips but I had to wait for Pablo to finish rolling out his blunts, Sebi moved his attention to the soccer game on his wide screen while Pablo prepped the accoutrements for Sebi’s nonstop weed smoking fest. He lined up about 6 spliffs side by side on a little coffee table and put it next to Sebi’s chair with a lighter. The attendants came in with soup and tea for him. The food got cold, the tea collected dust, but ” Deh Erbs Cum Ahrund” like Collie Buddz say, lol. Well about an hour into the conversation I was in full contact off the smoke and I felt more relaxed and got the nerve up to ask him more personal questions. There was a young lady coming in and out of the bungalow periodically. She made his bed and picked up laundry and removed the food they kept bringing him that he wouldn’t eat. I’d catch her giving me the side eye every so often and I realized that she was possibly one of Sebi’s side chics.
Sebi Likes them young but..
So I asked Sebi why he liked young girls . He said “I don’t want them, they want me and I can’t even insult them away from me, so I keep them around until they want to leave!” I looked at him and hung my head cracking up. Could this man be anymore full of himself I thought. But he was dead serious. “See I don’t believe in forcing people to love you, they either love you or they don’t. I don’t own anybody and they don’t own me!” So Sebi, you don’t get jealous? ” I asked. ” Once I caught my wife in bed f^^king another man, I told them don’t stop on my account, I’m just going to get my things so keep on f^^king!”. I bursted out laughing again but I was a little puzzled by his indifference, so the next question was: “SO you wouldn’t even fight for your woman Sebi?”
He took a puff and looked at me with this crazy look. “If she was mine, if she wanted to be with me, would I need to fight for her?” I’m not fighting with you or for you to be with me. We are all free.” He said. I looked at him and he looked at me. I had to process that you a minute. So simple yet powerfully true. He looked at me and I guess he knew he crushed some of my notions of love, but then I snapped back to life. “Wait Wait! You left your wife for sleeping around on you,but you expect your woman to stay with you if you cheat!” “I don’t expect sh&*t! If she feels another man can f$$k her better than me, I will help her pack and give him some herbs to keep hard too!”
So clearly he is not into sharing his woman and not into keeping her if she don’t want to be kept. I asked about sex again. I couldn’t resist,lol. “Sebi you never had a good piece of a$$ to get you strung out? Be careful cause one of these young sweet thangs will put it on you and you will change your tune!” “I had a good piece of a$$. Actually, the best a$$ I ever had was from an older women, she was 65 at the time. She just knew how to touch me, that was the best a$$ I have ever had to this day! Sebi said. Laughing louder now cause I see his face and he is thinking about that woman deeply now. “So Sebi why didn’t you wife her up if she was the best you ever had?” He takes a puff why staring at the T.V. screen.. “Well I was married at the time, and she didn’t want to be my second wife!” I Flat lined again beeeeeeep.
We talked for a few more hours and to sum up what I learned of love from this crazy, wonderful man is that self love is all you need to sustain your life, Its all you need to have a happy life filled with love. “Lovers come and go, right! Are you with your first love? NO! SO what is the same? YOU. You are the same, You carry yourself with you everywhere, so the only thing you HAVE to love is yourself!” Sebi said while wagging his finger in my face.
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