Olodumare gave an office to each of his children on Earth. Ayaguna's was to provoke quarrels. Wherever he arrived he dominated by arms, and he did so in a good part of Africa. He was a restless spirit, at odds with all his neighbors.
Olodumare sent for him and asked the reason for ruling that way, since he wanted peace for all his children. Ayaguna replied: “Father, you live sitting down and it seems the blood does not circulate in you.”
Complaints kept reaching Olodumare about Ayaguna's brawls, since Ayaguna enjoyed only disputes and lived in continual war. He wanted to see whether this would reform him: he took away his rule over Africa and sent him to Asia. In that region Ayaguna found gentle people, who never challenged one another and where everything was calm.
He then thought that this peace was going to end, because he was a warrior and chief of warriors. He visited a nearby tribe and pushed it to attack the tribe where he was staying, assuring it that its people were naive. With tempers already hot, he returned to the land where he lived and spoke again to his hosts: a neighboring tribe, he told them, was going to declare war on them and invade; the invaders had to be faced, because the only choice was to win and not be defeated. He left no one in peace; he carried discord from house to house and from town to town through those quiet lands, until a war broke out that covered the entire world.
The peoples discovered that Ayaguna was the one who caused all that and complained again to Olodumare. He called him once more: “My son, I beg you: all I want is peace. I am peace, Alamore, the white flag.” Ayaguna answered: “Father, without discord there is no progress. Thanks to it the world advances: whoever has two wants four, and the most capable wins.”
“Agreed,” said Olodumare. “Then the world will go on until the wars cease, you give up discord and you lie down to rest.” That moment has not yet come, and it is a long way off.
Discord seems to give the world momentum, but the war it provokes ends by touching everyone, even those who lived in calm. If the one who incites it does not rest, peace cannot hold.
A lot of money; a machete; red and white cloth; one colored rooster and two white roosters; coconut, aguardiente and a candle; manteca de corojo (palm fat); toasted corn; smoked fish and jutía.
One of the roosters is for Eshu. The white ones are shared among Obatalá, Shangó and Ogún, who will eat together.