Father's solution to my being driven out of the hostel and classes at midterm was that I should stay with an Idanre man serving his National Youth Service at the school.

"He would also help me with my studies," I was promised.

That did not happen, however.

IT IS ONLY AS I LOOK BACK AT THIS SITUATION THAT I SEE HOW COMPLETELY ABSURD THIS SITUATION WAS.

I belonged to an EXTREMELY LARGE EXTENDED FAMILY- whatever they were contributing toward my father's campaign, THEY COULD HAVE SHELLED-OUT TO PAY ONE MORE BOY'S SCHOOL FEES!

Father's chief sponsor to the monarchy was the mighty HIGH CHIEF LISA GODWIN AKIN-DEKO- who nearly made Governor once.

He could maybe have BOUGHT the damn school. Father could have asked him to help.

There were other big people father would have had on speed-dial, if he needed help.

CHRISTOPHER AKINDOLIRE, who was an executive in TARE & LYLE, the British Sugar Company.

AYO AKINTOBA- whom I had no idea what he did- but it was something big.

AGBO AKINTAN- a lawyer of some weight.

ILEMOBOLA- something of a tycoon in our town. A Grocery Wholesaler? I think his first name was Ayo: I suddenly find I do not remember that detail.

His family were of particular interest to me, because, it seems to me, his children, FOLAKE, TAIYE, and KEHINDE lived less than FIVE MILES from my sister TOLA, and cousin "SHADE," THE WHOLE TIME WE WERE THERE.

I had NO IDEA who they WERE, nor HOW we were connected. We may have visited the family who fostered them: THE TURNERS maybe twice.

We WALKED there with ANNE SMITH, our foster mother. I remember that.

I KNOW TECHNIQUES TO ATTAIN TOTAL RECALL.

Does anybody reading this still wonder why I have not applied them?

My memory is loaded with things I DON'T want to remember, and things I DON'T want to know!

How did I survive all this?

Why did I survive all this?

Of my mother's relatives I knew very little.

I knew her father and her a female relative I took for an aunt: IMAFIDON. I knew her brother, JOSEPH.

If anybody was going to come help me, now would be the time for them to come forward.

THEN, also.

If anyone had stepped in to help, they should have been labelled as taking MOTHER'S side- and nobody wanted to do THAT.

So, until the time of the WASC Exam, I was the HOUSEBOY of a man I never met in my life, called FOLORUNSHO AKINDUNNI.

I showed up for the exam, and Chief Fagbenro was standing there, and said, that he would not stop me from taking the exam, but he would not give me my result, nor write me a testimonial, unless all my fees were paid in full.

I did not do well in the exam- I got 36 points, but failed to make GRADE TWO because I failed MATHEMATICS- my worst subject wouldn't you know- because the Maths master, CHIEF OSHINLOYE(?) was also a CANING SADIST.

It should have been a snap for me, IF SOME DAMN FOOLS HAD EXPLAINED TO ME WHAT "MATHEMATICS" was FOR, and STOPPED HITTING ME.

I was driven out of school for non-payment of fees, and when I came back to class there was a test. We were set a problem I had never seen before.

I didn't know the THEOREM that solved this problem, SO I MADE ONE UP.

Chief Oshinloye said:

"What is this?" pointing to my notebook. " "THE THIRD ANGLE?" What is THAT?"

I started to explain.

He brought out the cane, and hit me with it in my hands.

I grew up with the impression that it was "CHEATING" to read ahead of the class.

Remember, I was educated by WHITES who were NOT greatly thrilled that I did better than their boys.

I was in the penultimate year of Primary School.

WITHOUT ANY WARNING, I WAS CALLED FROM Mr. MARSHALL'S CLASS, AND MADE TO SIT DOWN IN THE LIBRARY NEXT DOOR.

I was given a set of questions, and told to Begin, while this... Teacher unfamiliar to me sat over me, and watched me answer it.

I was never told what that exam was- I don't even remember being in an exam before.

I was taken out of that Primary School without going through the final year, and sent to Grammar School. Just like that.

If I had figured out school sooner, would it have made any difference in how I was treated?

I think so, yes.

If I had been any smarter back then, they would have HAD to KILL ME, THEN.

sir, ur expository is heavy to the heart.

SHALOM!

contra:


As much as I agree to some of the things you've written, I don't agree that your divine healing will come with a price. I'm sure you're not the only one of your kind in the world. you'll be surprised that others like you exist.

Thirty one years ago, I achieved The Baptism of The Holy Ghost AND FIRE.

I had been "Baptized with The Holy Ghost with Evidence of Speaking in Tongues" for five years.

This was something else. Something unexpected.

I began to INTERPRET my Unknown Tongues and to Prophesy.

I have never told anyone what I prophesied that afternoon.

I was shown that all of the Churches had failed, and were controlled by the Devil: every last one.

GOD WANTED ME TO FIX THIS SITUATION- TO GO TO WAR WITH THOSE WHO HAD PERVERTED THE GOSPEL.

I SAID:

"This is NOT what I signed up for!"

Following your posts. it appears you're a practical man with vast knowledge, however you must agree with me that you don't know EVERYTHING and surely the implication of you activating divine healing is one.

If you believe I do not know everything, you must understand that you know much less than I do.

I have spent DECADES looking for "others like me."

There is nobody in Christianity with my level of Knowledge, except THE JESUIT ORDER and associated Bad Guys.

I feel there's still much you've to offer the world. for one, you need to teach people some (if not all) of the things you know practically. You need to practically empty yourself to the world before you can decide to die. until then sir, you're not permitted.

.REALLY? Been to my website have you?

My FACEBOOK account was TERMINATED, because I beat the Atheists like they stole something multiple times.

And no, you're not NOT a blessed man. you're blessed and have been a blessing to many, so many you dont even know.

I'm hoping i will not see any other comment about you not finishing your write up or knowledge transfer before you decide to die.

thank you for your understanding and cooperation.

WHEN "PEOPLE BLESSED BY ME" DO NOT STEP FORWARD TO HELP, WHAT GOOD ARE THEY?

I tried to help the HEBREW ISRAELITE Community- but they just laughed at my Teachings, despite that I was dealing with their Enemies as they could not.

PENTECOSTALS said they wanted DIVINE PROSPERITY: I said, OKAY: HERE are the OPTIONS-THIS is what will WORK!

But the way YOU are going about it WILL NEVER WORK.

Nobody gave a HOOT!

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE PRICE OF MY HEALING.

When you are armed with machetes the Enemy comes with swords, and saves their ammo.

For the rainy day.

But when they find the body of one of their own with his head blown off by a magnum-!

They put the CUTLERY TOYS away, and bring the REAL Weapons: MACHINE GUNS, CANNONS, MORTARS, TANKS.

They know that the RAINY DAY has ARRIVED.

You have NO IDEA what is waiting yo be let loose.

You have no idea of the degree to which THE OYINBOS HAVE LIED TO US.

FOLORUNSHO AKINDUNNI was not to stay until I sat the WASC, therefore I had to leave his Flat near IMO near Ilesha Grammar School- but faher had been transferred back to his home state- which they then figured ADO-EKITI was a part of.

But he had a solution in place; his fourth wife, a yellow-skinned woman named AGNES, was sitting her TYPING Exams, and had rented a room about a mile from where we used to live.

I was able to go to school from there.

The Principal could not stop me from doing the exams, but he threatened to withhold the results and my testimonial. Since I did not do well, that became no issue.

I retired to ADO-EKITI with the rest of father's household at the GRA Quarters. I was disappointed that mother never contacted me this whole time.

I totally believed that she had just abandoned us.

But in a while, news was going to come that would change everything.

THE OUTGOING GOVERNOR, DAVID IKPEME- ON THE FINAL MONTH OF HIS TENURE- USED HIS VETO POWER TO DECIDE THE MONARCHY ASCENSION ISSUE OF IDANRE- AND DECREED FREDRICK ADEGUNLE AROLOYE TO BE INSTALLED AS OWA OF IDANRE, IMMEDIATELY!

Am really learning some good and bad side of life here... Keep it up sir...

oaroloye:
SHALOM!



Thirty one years ago, I achieved The Baptism of The Holy Ghost AND FIRE.

I had been "Baptized with The Holy Ghost with Evidence of Speaking in Tongues" for five years.

This was something else. Something unexpected.

I began to INTERPRET my Unknown Tongues and to Prophesy.

I have never told anyone what I prophesied that afternoon.

I was shown that all of the Churches had failed, and were controlled by the Devil: every last one.

GOD WANTED ME TO FIX THIS SITUATION- TO GO TO WAR WITH THOSE WHO HAD PERVERTED THE GOSPEL.

I SAID:

"This is NOT what I signed up for!"



If you believe I do not know everything, you must understand that you know much less than I do.

I have spent DECADES looking for "others like me."

There is nobody in Christianity with my level of Knowledge, except THE JESUIT ORDER and associated Bad Guys.



.REALLY? Been to my website have you?

My FACEBOOK account was TERMINATED, because I beat the Atheists like they stole something multiple times.



WHEN "PEOPLE BLESSED BY ME" DO NOT STEP FORWARD TO HELP, WHAT GOOD ARE THEY?

I tried to help the HEBREW ISRAELITE Community- but they just laughed at my Teachings, despite that I was dealing with their Enemies as they could not.

PENTECOSTALS said they wanted DIVINE PROSPERITY: I said, OKAY: HERE are the OPTIONS-THIS is what will WORK!

But the way YOU are going about it WILL NEVER WORK.

Nobody gave a HOOT!

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE PRICE OF MY HEALING.

When you are armed with machetes the Enemy comes with swords, and saves their ammo.

For the rainy day.

But when they find the body of one of their own with his head blown off by a magnum-!

They put the CUTLERY TOYS away, and bring the REAL Weapons: MACHINE GUNS, CANNONS, MORTARS, TANKS.

They know that the RAINY DAY has ARRIVED.

You have NO IDEA what is waiting yo be let loose.

You have no idea of the degree to which THE OYINBOS HAVE LIED TO US.

Sir,
I have read more than 90% of the articles in your blog and I still don't think you're done. the kind of knowledge I am thinking about is not just writing but physical mentorship. At least mentor "10" people directly.

Parking out at this stage of your life doesn't present God as being fair. Jesus died ones and for all, no other person needs to die to make a point.

About people coming forward to help? people can only come forward to help when they understand and know the truth. as it stands a lot of us are "ignorant". When we are fully convinced, we are sure to stand by you and preach this same message.

You're a blessed man and never get the impression that you've no supporters.

contra:


Sir,
I have read more than 90% of the articles in your blog and I still don't think you're done. the kind of knowledge I am thinking about is not just writing but physical mentorship. At least mentor "10" people directly.

Don't the people to be "MENTORED" have some sort of SAY?

I KNOW how to create a MEGACHURCH, with MILLIONS of followers- not one able to understand how they came to join me.

MIND CONTROL.

People would just know that they needed to Follow ME, and SERVE ME.

But as I would not like to be Mind-Controlled, I would never use Mind Control on anybody.

This is the Secret of many, if not, all megachurches: the PRAYED for people to SUCCUMB to their Doctrines against their own best interests.

That is why you have MILLIONS of people in those churches and NONE with useful ideas.

Millions of DOLLARS that accomplish NOTHING, in the long run.

Parking out at this stage of your life doesn't present God as being fair. Jesus died ones and for all, no other person needs to die to make a point.

God is always "FAIR."

If you consider ALL THE FACTORS, it is IMPOSSIBLE to portray God as "UNFAIR."

What have I done to deserve "justice," as people perceive it?

I am not a better person than those who have oppressed me.

I have lies, I have stolen, I have hurt people, I have neglected my DUTY before GOD- and LET people pay for it with THEIR OEN LIVES.

Therefore, I really cannot complain, when it is my own turn to die.

That is not what this is.

About people coming forward to help? people can only come forward to help when they understand and know the truth. as it stands a lot of us are "ignorant". When we are fully convinced, we are sure to stand by you and preach this same message.

You DON'T need to know all the facts about someone who needs help- unless you want to JUDGE.

You're a blessed man and never get the impression that you've no supporters.

This is NOT the situation of a "BLESSED" person.

What sort of "support" is it, that doesn't actually DO anything?

I have had that sort of "support" since I arrived in this country.

The upside of father getting installed is that I got sent back to school immediately- no nonsense about school fees, this time.

I was enrolled in OLOFIN ANGLICAN GRAMMAR SCHOOL.

This was not a good school.

Neither were most of the other students serious.

I muddled through, somehow, and barely came out with DIVISION ONE.

I believe only one other fellow made GRADE ONE that year- he was a nerd, too.

Many scored "F9- PARALLEL!"

I had never heard of such a thing- they FAILED EVERYTHING.

These were the most popular boys in the school- with money, girlfriends, parties, and stuff.

I was actually laughed at- for being serious with my studies.

I thought that I had the Last Laugh- but they were to have some "laster" last laughs at my expense.

After I passed out, I got two teaching jobs- my first at TECHNICAL SECONDARY SCHOOL at ODODE-IDANRE, and the second, the year following, at EBUN OGUNYIMIKA COMREHENSIVE HIGH SCHOOL, at ATOSHIN-IDANRE These jobs made no sense: I wasn't trained as a Teacher. I had no business doing those jobs.

I was glad to have some money to myself, at last, and went down to Lagos to find out what exactly had become of my mother.

But my investigation was a dead end?

I learned, however, that PRINCE MICHAEL OGUN'S NIGHTCLUB on Broad Street, THE RENDEZVOUS, where we had been put up when we first arrived, had been OBLITERATED. The owner had been killed in a robbery attack that happened the same time that mother had allegedly abandoned Tola, my sister, on the streets, and gone off with some man- with a sexual tryst implied.

I could not make any sense of this data- perhaps everything had not unfolded as I had been told?

I received Admission to the FEDERAL SCHOOL OF ARTS & SCIENCE in ONDO, ONDO STATE (*Duh!*).

But I had barely gotten settled in there, when a second admission letter came- to the University of Ife, Ile-Ife, Oyo State.

I was admitted for Electronics/Electrical Engineering.

Father did not want me to pursue that career: "I DON'T LIKE THAT LINE," he said.

I thought it was because BENSON IBUKUNOLA, his brother, who had contested the throne with him, was an Electrical Engineer.

Now, all this time, I had a serious medical problem- that was getting worse and worse:

I was susceptible to Malaria, and would come down with an attack at more or less regular intervals.

In England, I had the usual Childhood Diseases- I had had Chicken Pox, Whooping Cough, Scarlet Fever...

Toncillitis- but I never had my toncils removed- like most every Oyinbo kids did.

I had Colds, Headaches, and Stomachaches- which were regarded as normal.

I never had any problems with my teeth, when I was there.

I never had fillings, nor braces, nor any of that rubbish.

But when I came to Nigeria, I encountered Malaria for the first time.

I took all the remedies there were, including DONGON YARO leaf tea.

They always worked... up until the time they didn't.

The most reliable remedy on the market was CAMOUQUIN.

That cured me in one dose.

But suddenly, it was taking longer and longer to work.

The doses of antimalarial drugs seemed to be making me nearly as sick as the disease itself.

At nineteen, I could feel, with certainty, that I was a few attacks away from dying of Malaria.

My father was now a KING. He COULD have had me FLOWN somewhere, and looked at by Specialists.

He did not. Nor did I expect him to: I was geared to the idea of not having him spend more money on me than was absolutely necessary. The idea of eating "three square meals per day," I saw as "wasteful."

This is why no girl who wants to live and die as a real woman, should ever consider letting anyone else but herself raise her own children. Giving birth to children is not enough.

Any intelligent woman should know that.

If my father had wanted me to live, he could have done more, and he should have done more.

I assumed that my father cared for me, and wanted me to live, even the best life possible for me to live.

I had no reason to believe otherwise.

I still didn't know crap about what he was, and what he represented, nor how he would profit from my death. I did not learn that until I began to research SORCERY- which would not be until over thirteen years hence, after my exile from my "homeland."

WHAT PEOPLE DON'T KNOW KILLS THEM EVERY DAY.

Why the HELL would Oyinbos say the OPPOSITE?

My roommate, SOJI OMOLE (who was to graduate in LAW,) took me to the first BORN AGAIN CHRISTIANITY Service I had ever been to in my life.

I had never seen anything like it in my life.

I don't remember anything that was said that day, at this time, but I do remember the ALTAR CALL.

This was very cleverly done.

They first of all ASKED US TO BOW OUR HEADS AND PRAY.

Well, I was used to that. Of course I could do that. No harm in that.

said that those who were interested in "a deeper experience of God" should RAISE THEIR HANDS.

Well, to be honest, that is what I wanted- didn't everyone?

I wanted to know, that by the time of my imminent and inevitable death from Chronic Malaria, perhaps there was some way to influence God, not to let me go to Hell when I died? Maybe... lower the Bar a bit, s I could make Heaven?

I raised my hand.

Then the person presiding- I always thought it was EMEKA NWANKPA- but that feels wrong, somehow- said that those who raised their hands should now stand up.

I had NO IDEA what was going to happen next.

The idea of standing up before a whole crowd of people was absolutely devastating to me, normally!

It helped immensely, that everybody else was definitely not looking at me.

I stood up.

THEN they told those who had stood up to come down to the Pulpit.

WHY that should be necessary, I had no idea!

WHY couldn't we pray where we were?

What the F-Word was this?

This was really a BIG IMPOSITION here!

Dammit- don't think- just get through this.

Whatever the F-Word this was, it better be good, because I had better things to do with my time, than to be made fun of.

When I was NINE I was briefly in the CUB SCOUTS- which I later learned is a "CHRISTIAN" Institution.

My first meeting, they made us stand in a circle: we were going to PLAY A GAME.

We played Games in school. I knew Games. I could do Games.

We stood in a circle- maybe twenty of us?

There were.. two Scout Masters?

One boy took a length of twine, and dropped it behind another boy, who had to pick it up, and tie it in a REEF KNOT before that first boy finished walking around the circle. The REEF KNOT is the SECOND easiest Knot to master. The EASIEST Knot is the so-called GRANNY KNOT- where you fail to reverse the looping in the second tie. This Knot is worthless. It slips. It is difficult to untie.

The Knowledge of Knots is very important in England, because of their h=History of SAILING, upon which skill their TRADE and MILITARY DEFENSE depended.

This fellow drops the twine behind ME.

This was totally unfair. This was my first time here. I had never been told what a reef knot was. Ever.

So, by the time the boy came back to my position, I had still not tied a reef knot.

So he took the twine from me, and began to whip my calves with it.

It hurt.

A lot.

I had not idea why this was happening to me.

I had no idea how to fight back.

I had been forbidden to fight- by someone who would beat the crap out of me, in order to teach me that beating on other people was bad.

My Nanny had served in the Armed Forces. Her husband was Navy.

They raised me to believe that fighting was wrong.

If I broke that rule, I faced beating (by the woman, never by the guy- he was not the Appointed Guardian; she was).

Nobody came to my defense.

I ran away crying, got my duffelcoat and fled the church.

This is what happened when you are the only Black kid in their towns, and you are raised by Whites- for money.

Anyway, that may have contributed to my fear of standing out in a crowd, so I was really tensed up, by the time I went for that "Altar Call" thing I had never heard of before. For all I knew, maybe I would get beaten up?

There were three others with us.

We were led through the SINNERS' PRAYER, and told to ASK JESUS TO COME INTO OUR HEARTS.

WHAT- we can DO that?

OKAY... I did that.

I felt an IMMENSE RELEASE OF TENSION.

I felt EXHILARATED!

It was OVER. I didn't have to WORRY about my SINS any more! About HELL any more! I was a CHILD OF GOD.

I felt like a WEIGHT I had been carrying on my shoulders had fallen away!

It was just like in PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, by John Bunyan, which I had read once, but never understood as having any practical application- too much fanciful allegory and metaphor.

I have run through this memory several times in the past, but it is not until now that I was able to analyze the PSYCHOLOGICAL TRICKERY that goes into making somebody believe that they have received some PROFOUND, PROFOUND PROFOUND SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE- whereas, it was actually PSYCHOLOGY-AT-WORK.

There is a BORN AGAIN EXPERIENCE- but it is NOT what is generally taught by EVANGELICAL/PENTECOSTAL Circles.

YAHSHUA and his Disciples spoke ARAMAIC LANGUAGE, and in the NORTH Aramaic Dialect which YAHSHUA spoke, "BORN AGAIN" means: "TO CHANGE ONE'S THOUGHTS AND HABITS." NICODEMUS, the Pharisee, spoke SOUTHERN Aramaic, and so he did not understand what Yahshua was talking about.

[Source: THE LAMSA PESHITTA Bible footnote to JOHN 3:3,5,7.]

SENIOR OYINBO CLERGY know all about the ARAMAIC BIBLE translated by GEORGE LAMSA, which exposes many errors committed by the Greek and English Translators. But they use the "Born Again" Doctrine in its exaggerated form, to control Christians' minds- bringing them into a feeling of constant "unchangeable unworthiness," lowering their Self-Esteem, while increasing their Envy and Hatred for those who do not share their insecurities. Dividing people against their fellow countrymen- even when they are in the same churches!

The Oyinbo is truly the Master of Divide & Rule!

I was going to get a MASSIVE dose of THAT, when I tried to take my "NEW" FAITH home...!

A few weeks after my Born Again Christian Conversion, our roommate, JIDE, had something on his cassette player that blew my mind! The Preachers were saying that A BORN AGAIN CHRISTIAN had the Divine Right to PRAY, and to EXPECT God to answer!

This was contrary to what I had heard all my life- that GOD ANSWERING PRAYER WAS RARE- even something that ONLY happened in LEGENDS, like THE BIBLE, and EXTREMELY HOLY SAINTS- who NO LONGER EXISTED.

But these Preachers, BENSON IDAHOSA of Benin City, and R.W. SCHAMBACH of TEXAS, USA (?) said that, not only did these Saints of God EXIST TODAY, but I MYSELF had BECOME ONE.

On the word of these preachers on two tape Cassettes- THE PRAYER OF FAITH, by Benson Idahosa, and THE WHOLE ARMOUR OF GOD, by R.W. Schambach, when I had my next MALARIA ATTACK, I used FAITH instead of Medicine!

I knelt by my bed, and "PRAYED SIMPLY," as Benson Idahosa had taught in his message.

I went to bed sick, but woke up in the morning, "every whit whole!"

The Problem was the incredible immaturity of our Culture.

Children cannot know more than Elders.

I told my father that I was saved, and that Jesus Christ had forgiven my Sins, and I was so happy, and healthy, and that he should get Saved, and be Born Again, too!

Father was dad, "It is too late for me," he said (like Amos Larkins. Do find time to look him and his wife ANNETTE up!)

Then he grew curt, and told me to shelve Religion, at least until I had finished my Course.

I told him that Jesus was an important part of my life, now. That I was Baptized with The Holy Ghost, and Healed by His Stripes.

He replied that he and his generation had had more than forty years of experience in Christianity more than me, and that they had found nothing like that.

I said, that that was because they had spent those forty years in the Dark.

This was basically my End, right there.

I just know that most everyone here would probably be wondering how I could possibly talk to an OBA of an Ancient Tradition and Lineage like that. Oh- that's easy: you open that ya' BIG MOUTH, and WORDS come out. You know...

. MATTHEW 10:11-20.

11. "And into whatsoever
city or town ye shall enter,
enquire who in it is worthy;
and there abide till ye go thence.
12. "And when ye come
into an house,
salute it.
13. "And if the house be worthy,
let your Peace come upon it:
but if it be not worthy,
let your peace return to you.
14. "And whosoever
shall not receive you,
nor hear your Words,
when ye depart out
of that house or city,
shake off the dust of your feet.
15. "Verily I say unto you,

'IT SHALL BE MORE TOLERABLE
FOR THE LAND OF SODOM AND GOMORRHA
IN THE DAY OF JUDGMENT,
THAN FOR THAT CITY.'

16. "Behold, I send you forth
as sheep in the midst of wolves:
be ye therefore wise as serpents,
and harmless as doves.
17. "But Beware of Men:
for they will deliver you up
to the Councils,
and they will scourge you
in their Synagogues;
18. "And ye shall be brought
before governors and kings for my sake,
for a Testimony against them
and the Gentiles.
19. "But when they deliver you up,
take no thought
how or what ye shall speak:
for it shall be given you
in that same hour
what ye shall speak.
20. "For it is not ye that speak,
but The Spirit of your Father
Which speaketh in you."

IF, HOWEVER, YOU ASK: "HOW DID YOU TALK TO AN OBA THAT WAY, AND LIVE?

Well, Progressive Modern Christian Theologians have a SPECIAL TECHNICAL TERM for this, called: "I-DON'T-KNOW."

Under normal circumstances, I should have DIED right about then.

If my father had been a partway GOOD PERSON... no, dammit, if he had been a member of the MAMMALIAN species- Bleep DAVID ICKE, for knowing what he was talking about- my father should have loved his son, and taken the time, right here and now, to sit his second eldest son, that, what THE BIBLE calls "DEVIL WORSHIP" was the Source of his authority, and where all his loot, that kept me in Carbohydrates, Proteins, Lipids, Vitamins, and Minerals came from- therefore, I should SHOW SOME DAMN RESPECT for that- and either continue to take SATANIC MONEY, and keep my damn ignorant mouth SHUT- or else leave home, and exercise my right to reclaim my British Citizenship- which would have sponsored my education and living, without HIM having to pay another Kobo, EVER.

But he was NOT a good person.

I am not even sure he was a member if the Human race, since they put that... thing on his head.

Actually, he was probably gone, long before then.

Even before my Mother "disappeared," he possibly ceased to be a MAN- become something that belonged BEHIND BARS- in a ZOO. The part where people don't go, when they go to Zoo, because that exhibit is too common...

YOU MIGHT WONDER... DIDN'T I KNOW WHAT HIS STATUS DEPENDED ON?

No. I didn't.

I didn't know the least aspect of our Culture.... no, wait: I knew we were part of something called "THE YORUBA TRIBE."

That was it.

Neither Mother nor Father taught me ANYTHING about our people's Culture and Beliefs, and Father SPECIFICALLY FORBADE me to LEARN YORUBA KANGUAGE- on the excuse that it would corrupt my English.

Seeing the effect of leaning Yoruba on my younger sister, I believed him, for a lo g time.

I now know that it was so that they could discuss SELLING MY ASS, right in front of me- and I wouldn't know what they were talking about.

I now know that he had MORTAL FEAR, that it would NOT be my "ENGLISH" that would be CORRUPTED.

If I spoke Yoruba, there would be persons who would want to TALK to me, and tell me things HE didn't want me to KNOW.

Not all of these "people" would be Human beings.

Therefore, father made up this preposterous tale of an "UPRISING" against him in 1980- citing the cutting of boughs along the streets of ODODE-IDANRE as EVIDENCE. He said that he needed every penny to fight it off- so he could not give me much money.

Years later, I talked about this to an Idanre Workman at University of Ife- and he laughed at me, like I'd been deceived- but would not expose his king's duplicity. My step-sister CAROLINE FOLUKE died about that time- and I did not hear that she had died and been buried until I went to Idanre, and Kabiyesi casually told me.

I did not think of a connection until many years later.

oaroloye:
SHALOM!

My most foolish mistake in life was not taking the Teachings of Yahshua ben Yahweh seriously.

Therefore I am confined to a Ward in my own Health Centre, where I have worked as a Laboratory Assistant for most of my life, that is, 35 years. A Prisoner of Nothing but my own Fears, Incompetence, Laziness, Cowardice, Dishonesty, Sins, Iniquities, and Hypocrisy, many might say: which I would readily agree to- though, not necessarily for the same reasons my accusers might apply.

After more than 25 years without taking any sort of Pharmaceutical Remedy, I find myself compelled to take whatever doses of medicine my doctors have prescribed for me, if I want to live.

It beggars belief that Doctors with modern Education could say to a patients' face, that they could not confirm his condition by laboratory tests- but that is what has happened to me.

Attempt was made to reclassify me as a MENTAL CASE, after I was PROVEN by MEDICAL LABORATORY TESTS to have FULLY RECOVERED FROM MALARIA INFECTION WITHOUT TREATMENT.

My father FREDERICK came for me at age three, and I FLED IN TERROR at this BIGG, BLACKKK, MOTHER-CENSORED, who had come to take me away from the only mother I had ever known.

I sympathize with your suffering pastor bronchitis Oaroloye. But knowing your history of hatred and cowardly attacks on Gods servants and your 34yr long cruel attacks on the holy SCOAN Church and it's humble, extremely kind and highly anointed pastor, what did you expect would happen to your soul.

Your own description of your suffering proves without any doubt that you have attracted demonic beings into your life.
You have given them legal right to operate in your life.

On one level the doctors were right to diagnose you as a mental case, but on a deeper level you are demonically possessed
and no amount of treatment from them would have helped you.

The doctors were correct when they said that all medical tests failed to diagnose your case. It is true for all demonic possession.
Should I be surprised that you dont know this ?

I know that your hatred for me may endanger you spirit further, so I recommend that you have a friendly chat with Jacksonville, he will help you progress and heal if you can only drop your fake pride and arrogance for a week.

All the best !

Satan is very crafty. All this long and pathetic epistle ended at running Men of God and Christianity down.

And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are ye?
Acts:19:15