I SMELL BAD: THE CONSEQUENCES OF MONEY RITUALS

 In the vibrant landscapes of Zimbabwe, whispers of ancient rituals for those seeking fortune. Rituals promising wealth and power often comes in mystery and allure. However, the results can sometimes yield unforeseen consequences, as experienced by a traveler from Angola who dared to engage in such a transformative act. This journey began with high hopes and aspirations but took a turn that left them feeling isolated and uncomfortable.

As the ritual concluded, the air once filled with promise became thick with a very bad odor. The fragrant offerings that were intended to bring prosperity seemed to have transformed into something quite different—an unwelcomed scent emanating from beneath the arms. With each passing hour, the realization dawned that something unusual was taking place. The once vibrant self-image began to fade away, overshadowed by the lingering smell that began to cling like a shadow. No matter how many times he bathed or even wore expensive perfumes because he could now afford them still the odor remained.

In fact the more he tried to get rid of the odor the stronger it became. Ofcos the ritual worked and he attracted money wherever he went but he had the odor to remind him of his choices. He had money which he had hoped would make him a very happy man but he had turned into a very sad man instead.

The social consequences of this unexpected transformation were swift and unforgiving. Friends and acquaintances, who once drew near, began to drift away, creating an invisible barrier. Conversations that were once flowing became stiff, filled with awkward glances and muted laughter.

 The bonds that were built on shared experiences now felt frayed as the air became a silent witness to the growing hesitation to engage. It’s as if the vibrant connections were bound by an unseen spell, making it difficult to bridge the gap that emerged amidst the new body odor that no one could stand.

Seeking answers, our traveler turned to traditional remedies and advice from locals, who spoke of cleansing rituals and offerings that could reverse the curse of their actions. The path towards rejuvenation seemed steep, yet within these cultural insights was a bit of hope. Rituals of purification were suggested; bathing in sacred waters, applying natural herbs, and embracing the spirit of forgiveness were steps to reclaim their social standing and personal peace.

Every day became a quest toward resolution. With desperate determination, they moved through the stages of healing, seeking not only to remedy the physical but to mend the connections once severed by isolation. In the broader tapestry of life, the journey through the unexpected aftermath of a  ritual became a lesson in humility and redemption, reinforcing the importance of balance and awareness in our pursuits for prosperity. In his experience he learned that promises of wealth were overshadowed by the awakening to a deeper understanding of self and community.

He still hasn't gotten help because he is too ashamed to go outside and face the consequences of his actions. Loneliness has become his second nature and all he does is spend his time hiding from the Earth. He lied that he was going to Zimbabwe on a leisure vacation. Only to later learn that he was in pursuit of wealth.

He says he found the place where they perform rituals on Google and that's how he ended up in Zimbabwe. The sad part now is that he has been blocked everywhere by the ritualist. He now can't get a hold of them and because he went there once he doesn't even know how to find his way there.

Sometimes more is less and less is more. Be very grateful for all that you have because greed can cost you the most precious things in life which money can never buy.