With no wings, the bat stumbled along the ground: people stepped on it in their coming and going and, since nobody took it into account, they killed it saying "look, a mouse". Fed up with the abuse it went to Orunmila: this Ifá came out and he ordered it ebbó with a rooster, two doves and sheets — the ones that today serve it as wings. With the ebbó done, its wings were born and it flew; it thought that with that everything was solved and it did not go back to Orunmila's house, without noticing that it had only gained the virtue of flying: it was still missing strength, foundation and personality. For leaving the work half done it was left with no direction and with no judgment to tell one thing from another — that is why it does not tell what is put in its mouth: it will bite it, eat it or smoke it all the same.
The bat had no wings and could not take flight. It went along the ground clumsily, and among people's coming and going it always ended up under someone's feet; nobody took it into account, and they even killed it saying: "Look, a mouse."
Fed up with so much abuse, one day it came before Orunmila for divination, and the osode brought out this Ifá, which ordered it ebbó with a rooster, two doves, sheets — which are the ones that now serve it as wings — and the other ingredients. The bat complied.
With the ebbó done, its wings were born and at last it flew. It told itself that with that it had all its problems solved and it did not go back to Orunmila's house. It did not notice that what it had gained was one single virtue, that of flying, and that it was still with no strength, no foundation and no personality: for leaving the work half done it was left with no direction and with no judgment to tell one thing from another.
That is why it does not tell what is put in its mouth: it will bite it, eat it or smoke it all the same.
Note: in this road, as soon as their problems start getting solved, the person stops going back to the Awó's house and stays incomplete, just as happened to the bat.