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Youngzedd:The OP just visisted Abuja for 2 days from Osogbo. Jealousy wey Yorubas get for Abuja and Uyo no be here. |
Youngzedd:There is also pollution in every form. Noise, air and water pollution. When I left Lagos for Abuja my health returned. I used to suffer from persistent Bronchitis and was always fatigued. I have since regained my health. Abuja has it's faults mostly around the useless Ab0ki demons but I can safely say that Lagos is by far the worst place to live, work and raise a family on the planet. |
Youngzedd:I tell you. I am an original Lagos Boi but since I got to Abuja in 2004, I see no reason returning to Lagos. Anytime I have the misfortune of going to Lagos, I always thank God I left in 2004! Useless city with arrogant pricks who think say dem sabi pass. |
[s] BiafranBushBoy:[/s] Accomodation is far cheaper in Abuja than Lagos. There are suburbs that you will still get descent accommodation under 400k for a 2 bedroom flat and if you factor security. road network and general serenity, Abuja trumps Lagos. How much is a flat in Egbeda going for now? 500-600K! Abuja has the best road network in Nigeria and transportation in Abuja is far cheaper than Lagos. You can get a drop from Kubwa to the Airport for 2,500k - a distance of more than 50km! That is twice the distance from Oshodi to Apapa. How much does it cost to take a drop from Apapa to V.I? Or those your useless wooden chair danfos that cost about 400 naira from Allen to Obalende? Abuja may not have a high density of oloshos but olosho still dey and far better than those smelly Lagos girls. Because I know what you meant by night life you are referring to Olosho joints. Talk of joints and you have a retinue of serene gardens and parks you can go and relax. Security also makes Abuja far better than Lagos. Out of boredom when I first arrived Abuja, I will leave my then resident at Lugbe FHA and drive to Wuse 2 around 2am. Can I try that nonesene in omota lagos? Boys come to Abuja and become Men. Property business is booming and virtually any other venture. If you want a 9-5 remain in your urban jungle |
lol. The actors plenty for this film. |
One lone low-level Boko and you are claiming to have won the war? You didnt even capture him. The ab0ki jus got tired of jihading! |
Something in the food and water they drink that is making boys to be effeminate and gay. |
I just laughed when APC touts were celebrating this Yuan currency deal. If Buhari had tried it, then he would have been dispatched with by Washington. Ask Chavez and Qaddafi who wanted to drop the dollar. |
[s] Spatta:[/s] The court will have no choice than to exhume his rotten syphilitic corpse |
kattytamer:Batsh1t insane |
Why Are World Leaders Visiting Antarctica?-Steve Quayle https://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/Antarctica-pyramid2.jpg In the last few months, the world’s political and religious leaders have been making trips to the continent at the bottom of the world—Antarctica. Author of “Empire Beneath the Ice” (second edition December 2016). Steve Quayle says people should take notice. Quayle explains, “What really is going on down there? Here is the billion dollar question, and probably the trillion dollar question: Why are the world’s religious leaders and the world’s most powerful leaders going to Antarctica? I don’t think the Russian Patriarch Kirill is going down there to meet penguins, with no disrespect meant. Someone or something has summoned the world’s leaders.” Quayle also says, “Most people don’t understand, and this is critical, the United States, in 1947, sent a war flotilla to the Antarctic under Admiral Byrd and it was called “Operation Highjump.” It was to seek out and destroy the hidden Nazi bases that intelligence agencies provided them the documentation for. It wasn’t a small thing. There were 13 ships and 4,700 men and state of the art U.S. weaponry. The bad news is we got our rear ends kicked. Russians were spying on us, and they had a video of our aircraft encountering flying saucers.” Fast forward to today, and Quayle contends, “Black physics is beyond the PhD level, and we are seeing this with CERN (European Council for Nuclear Research). What is so critical for people to understand is, as more activity takes place at CERN, the occult rituals associated with it are so in your face you can’t dismiss this stuff anymore as being the ranting’s of this fringe or that fringe. Something is happening, and the Antarctic is critical. It’s my contention that because of the advanced technology of the Third Reich . . . that they went under the ice, so to speak, and came into contact with beings, sentient beings that Wernher von Braun and others have made reference to many times before they passed away. So, all this is a matter of record. When you put all the records together, it points to this: There is some entity or group of entities that are thinking and have advanced technology and, basically, give orders to the religious and political leaders of our day.” The history of the world is not what it is. It is what the powers that be pretend it to be. For the record, all of the world’s leaders never believed that Hitler died in the bunker.” Join Greg Hunter as he goes One-on-One with Steve Quayle author of “Empire Beneath the Ice.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21FXqEWObLA |
Why Are World Leaders Visiting Antarctica?-Steve Quayle Introduction — March 22, 2017 https://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/john-speaks-kerry-kelly-falkner-enroute-to-Antarctica.jpg John Kerry visited Antarctica late last year, becoming the highest ranking U.S. politician to ever visit the frozen continent. Nor was he alone. Britain’s Prince Harry is another recent illustrious visitor to Antarctica. A more recent visitor was astronaut Buzz Aldrin, who had to be medically evacuated from the frozen wilderness after exhibiting signs of altitude sickness. Kerry visit was ostensibly to highlight “climate change” while Prince Harry went there on behalf of a charity for wounded soldiers he heads, or so it was claimed. However that hasn’t stopped speculation about what really drew Kerry, Prince Harry and a host of other prominent figures to the world’s southern most continent. Although we don’t think it was “aliens” or a hidden “Nazi base”, as some have speculated, we do think that there is more going on than meets the eye in Antarctica. To be honest we think that Craig Hamilton-Parker’s “prediction” about what is happening there, or has happened, is closer to the mark. Call it a hunch but we suspect that some archaeological discoveries have been made that are being kept from the wider public. Because if it was more widely known it would necessitate an entire re-evaluation of human history. So knowledge of whatever is going on in Antarctica is being kept among a chosen few, for now. Until they decide how that knowledge can be used for their own benefit and in what edited form it can be fed to us. Ed. |
Abacha died from third stage syphilis! Abacha contracted the disease when he was head of signal Barracks, Apapa in the early 80's. In his last days, his eyes had become photo-sensitive to light and that's why he kept wearing googles - a major symptom f the disease. There is a CIA dossier that contains Abacha's health and deteriorating mental capacity due to syphilis. His skin was showing signs of syphilis and just as it is common with most syphilitic patients,Abacha had a huge sexual appetite. Abacha most likely died from Cardiac arrest as a result of syphilis. |
30/12/56: FINAL ENTRY: These last few years elapsed since 1947 have not been kind…I now make my final entry in this singular diary. In closing, I must state that I have faithfully kept this matter secret as directed all these years. It has been completely against my values of moral right. Now, I seem to sense the long night coming on and this secret will not die with me, but as all truth shall, it will triumph and so it shall. This can be the only hope for mankind. I have seen the truth and it has quickened my spirit and has set me free! I have done my duty toward the monstrous military industrial complex. Now, the long night begins to approach, but there shall be no end. Just as the long night of the Arctic ends, the brilliant sunshine of Truth shall come again….and those who are of darkness shall fall in it’s Light…FOR I HAVE SEEN THAT LAND BEYOND THE POLE, THAT CENTER OF THE GREAT UNKNOWN. Admiral Richard E. Byrd United States Navy 24 December 1956 Editor’s note: One should not read too much into the Germanic connection. The swastika is an ancient religious and Buddhist symbol. Hitler was a black magician and arch enemy of mankind. Both he and Goehring relentlessly pursued occult secrets and artifacts. They even tried to go to ‘the center of the Earth.’ I guess they might of known something of import at psychic levels, if this account by Byrd is true. There are many types of fields of energy interpenetrating this planet. There are many planes of existence. There are lower realms where demons and entities lie in wait for those who do not have the light to go to etheric realms after death or even at night for that matter. I suggest you ask your favorite angel or saint to take you up to etheric planes as you sleep. Whose to say that there aren’t different types of civilizations inside the earth as well, Germanic or otherwise. Admiral Byrd could have had a predilection for Nordic myths or several embodiments in the Germanic regions, so his experience could have been seen through the prism of his consciousness. I find it very interesting that this happened right around the time of the Roswell incident. So here you have Truman and others from the industrial military complex worried about extra-terrestrials and the threat they pose trying to decide what to do with Bryd’s fantastic tale. They put the lid on it just as they did with Roswell. They do not trust us with the truth and do not want us to have the truth. As fantastic as Admiral Byrd’s tale is, it most be given credence as the master said, because of Byrd’s impeccable character; and this is just the sort of cover-up our government has perpetuated more and more on us in the last 60 years. Without the truth, without true prophecy, without the realization of the Divine nature within, the people cannot be set free and they will not be free of the descent of their own karma. Is Our Earth Really Hollow?-6/15 by Gerry Forster, This is a fascinating piece discussing the subject from every perspective. Disparate views are brought in from all sorts of sources including, Bulwer-Lytton, Blavatsky, The Roerichs, Admiral Byrd and Buddhist theology regarding Shambhala. Editor Further reference: Richard E. Byrd 1888-1957 Alone – Richard Evelyn Byrd Secret Diary of Admiral Byrd? Rear Admiral Richard E. Byrd And the Quest for the Inner Passage Part I The Missing Secret Diary of Admiral Byrd: Fact or Fiction? |
ENTRY IN FLIGHT LOG CONTINUES: 220 Hours- We are again over vast areas of ice and snow, and approximately 27 minutes from base camp. We radio them, they respond. We report all conditions normal….normal. Base camp expresses relief at our re-established contact.300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. I have a mission….. END LOG ENTRIES ___ March 11, 1947. I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I have stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master. All is duly recorded. The President has been advised. I am now detained for several hours (six hours, thirty-nine minutes, to be exact.) I am interviewed intently by Top Security Forces and a medical team. It was an ordeal!!!! I am placed under strict control via the national security provisions of this United States of America. I am ORDERED TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON THE BEHALF OF HUMANITY1111 Incredible! I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders. |
Admiral Byrd continues: “From this point I write all the following events here from memory. It defies the imagination and would seem all but madness if it had not happened. The radioman and I are taken from the aircraft and we are received in a most cordial manner. We were then boarded on a small platform-like conveyance with no wheels! It moves us toward the glowing city with great swiftness. As we approach, the city seems to be made of a crystal material. Soon we arrive at a large building that is a type I have never seen before. It appears to be right out of the design board of Frank Lloyd Wright, or perhaps more correctly, out of a Buck Rogers setting!! We are given some type of warm beverage which tasted like nothing I have ever savored before. It is delicious. After about ten minutes, two of our wondrous appearing hosts come to our quarters and announce that I am to accompany them. I have no choice but to comply. I leave my radioman behind and we walk a short distance and enter into what seems to be an elevator. We descend downward for some moments, the machine stops, and the door lifts silently upward! We then proceed down a long hallway that is lit by a rose-colored light that seems to be emanating from the very walls themselves! One of the beings motions for us to stop before a great door. Over the door is an inscription that I cannot read. The great door slides noiselessly open and I am beckoned to enter.One of my hosts speaks. ‘Have no fear, Admiral, you are to have an audience with the Master…’ I step inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration that seems to be filling the room completely. Then I begin to see my surroundings. What greeted my eyes is the most beautiful sight of my entire existence. It is in fact too beautiful and wondrous to describe. It is exquisite and delicate. I do not think there exists a human term that can describe it in any detail with justice! My thoughts are interrupted in a cordial manner by a warm rich voice of melodious quality, ‘I bid you welcome to our domain, Admiral.’ I see a man with delicate features and with the etching of years upon his face. He is seated at a long table. He motions me to sit down in one of the chairs. After I am seated, he places his fingertips together and smiles. He speaks softly again, and conveys the following. ‘We have let you enter here because you are of noble character and well-known on the Surface World, Admiral.’ Surface World, I half-gasp under my breath! ‘Yes,” the Master replies with a smile, ‘you are in the domain of the Arianni, the Inner World of the Earth. We shall not long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted back to the surface and for a distance beyond. But now, Admiral, I shall tell you why you have been summoned here. “Our interest rightly begins just after your race exploded the first atomic bombs over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. It was at that alarming time we sent our flying machines, the “Flugelrads”, to your surface world to investigate what your race had done. That is, of course, past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on. You see, we have never interfered before in your race’s wars, and barbarity, but now we must, for you have learned to tamper with a certain power that is not for man, namely, that of atomic energy. Our emissaries have already delivered messages to the powers of your world, and yet they do not heed. Now you have been chosen to be witness here that our world does exist. You see, our Culture and Science is many thousands of years beyond your race, Admiral.’ I interrupted, ‘But what does this have to do with me, Sir?’ The Master’s eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into my mind, and after studying me for a few moments he replied, ‘Your race has now reached the point of no return, for there are those among you who would destroy your very world rather than relinquish their power as they know it…’ I nodded, and the Master continued, ‘In 1945 and afterward, we tried to contact your race, but our efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired upon. Yes, even pursued with malice and animosity by your fighter planes. So, now, I say to you, my son, there is a great storm gathering in your world, a black fury that will not spend itself for many years. There will be no answer in your arms, there will be no safety in your science. It may rage on until every flower of your culture is trampled, and all human things are leveled in vast chaos. Your recent war was only a prelude of what is yet to come for your race. We here see it more clearly with each hour.. do you say I am mistaken?’ ‘No,’ I answer, ‘it happened once before, the dark ages came and they lasted for more than five hundred years.’ ‘Yes, my son,’ replied the Master, ‘the dark ages that will come now for your race will cover the Earth like a pall, but I believe that some of your race will live through the storm, beyond that, I cannot say. We see at a great distance a new world stirring from the ruins of your race, seeking its lost and legendary treasures, and they will be here, my son, safe in our keeping. When that time arrives, we shall come forward again to help revive your culture and your race. Perhaps, by then, you will have learned the futility of war and its strife…and after that time, certain of your culture and science will be returned for your race to begin anew. You, my son, are to return to the Surface World with this message…..’ With these closing words, our meeting seemed at an end. I stood for a moment as in a dream….but, yet, I knew this was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly, either out of respect or humility, I do not know which. Suddenly, I was again aware that the two beautiful hosts who had brought me here were again at my side. ‘This way, Admiral,’ motioned one. I turned once more before leaving and looked back toward the Master. A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and ancient face. ‘Farewell, my son,’ he spoke, then he gestured with a lovely, slender hand a motion of peace and our meeting was truly ended. Quickly, we walked back through the great door of the Master’s chamber and once again entered into the elevator. The door slid silently downward and we were at once going upward. One of my hosts spoke again, ‘We must now make haste, Admiral, as the Master desires to delay you no longer on your scheduled timetable and you must return with his message to your race.’ I said nothing. All of this was almost beyond belief, and once again my thoughts were interrupted as we stopped. I entered the room and was again with my radioman. He had an anxious expression on his face. As I approached, I said, ‘It is all right, Howie, it is all right.’ The two beings motioned us toward the awaiting conveyance, we boarded, and soon arrived back at the aircraft. The engines were idling and we boarded immediately. The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of urgency. After the cargo door was closed the aircraft was immediately lifted by that unseen force until we reached an altitude of 2700 feet. Two of the aircraft were alongside for some distance guiding us on our return way. I must state here, the airspeed indicator registered no reading, yet we were moving along at a very rapid rate. 215 Hours- A radio message comes through. ‘We are leaving you now, Admiral, your controls are free. Auf Wiedersehen!!!!’ We watched for a moment as the flugelrads disappeared into the pale blue sky. The aircraft suddenly felt as though caught in a sharp downdraft for a moment. We quickly recovered her control. We do not speak for some time, each man has his thoughts…. |
The exploration flight over the North Pole ( The Inner Earth My Secret Diary ) I must write this diary in secrecy and obscurity. It concerns my Arctic flight of the nineteenth day of February in the year of Nineteen and Forty Seven. There comes a time when the rationality of men must fade into insignificance and one must accept the inevitability of the Truth! I am not at liberty to disclose the following documentation at this writing …perhaps it shall never see the light of public scrutiny, but I must do my duty and record here for all to read one day. In a world of greed and exploitation of certain of mankind can no longer suppress that which is truth. https://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/tts/byrd1.jpg FLIGHT LOG: BASE CAMP ARCTIC, 2/19/1947 0600 Hours- All preparations are complete for our flight northward and we are airborne with full fuel tanks at 0610 Hours. 0620 Hours- fuel mixture on starboard engine seems too rich, adjustment made and Pratt Whittneys are running smoothly. 0730 Hours- Radio Check with base camp. All is well and radio reception is normal. 0740 Hours- Note slight oil leak in starboard engine, oil pressure indicator seems normal, however. 0800 Hours- Slight turbulence noted from easterly direction at altitude of 2321 feet, correction to 1700 feet, no further turbulence, but tail wind increases, slight adjustment in throttle controls, aircraft performing very well now. 0815 Hours- Radio Check with base camp, situation normal. 0830 Hours- Turbulence encountered again, increase altitude to 2900 feet, smooth flight conditions again. 0910 Hours- Vast Ice and snow below, note coloration of yellowish nature, and disperse in a linear pattern. Altering course foe a better examination of this color pattern below, note reddish or purple color also. Circle this area two full turns and return to assigned compass heading. Position check made again to base camp, and relay information concerning colorations in the Ice and snow below. 0910 Hours- Both Magnetic and Gyro compasses beginning to gyrate and wobble, we are unable to hold our heading by instrumentation. Take bearing with Sun compass, yet all seems well. The controls are seemingly slow to respond and have sluggish quality, but there is no indication of Icing! 0915 Hours- In the distance is what appears to be mountains. 0949 Hours- 29 minutes elapsed flight time from the first sighting of the mountains, it is no illusion. They are mountains and consisting of a small range that I have never seen before! 0955 Hours- Altitude change to 2950 feet, encountering strong turbulence again. 1000 Hours- We are crossing over the small mountain range and still proceeding northward as best as can be ascertained. Beyond the mountain range is what appears to be a valley with a small river or stream running through the center portion. There should be no green valley below! Something is definitely wrong and abnormal here! We should be over Ice and Snow! To the portside are great forests growing on the mountain slopes. Our navigation Instruments are still spinning, the gyroscope is oscillating back and forth! 1005 Hours- I alter altitude to 1400 feet and execute a sharp left turn to better examine the valley below. It is green with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. The Light here seems different. I cannot see the Sun anymore. We make another left turn and we spot what seems to be a large animal of some kind below us. It appears to be an elephant! NO!!! It looks more like a mammoth! This is incredible! Yet, there it is! Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take binoculars to better examine the animal. It is confirmed – it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Report this to base camp. 1030 Hours- Encountering more rolling green hills now. The external temperature indicator reads 74 degrees Fahrenheit! Continuing on our heading now. Navigation instruments seem normal now. I am puzzled over their actions. Attempt to contact base camp. Radio is not functioning! 1130 Hours- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I may use that word). Ahead we spot what seems to be a city!!!! This is impossible! Aircraft seems light and oddly buoyant. The controls refuse to respond!! My GOD!!! Off our port and starboard wings are a strange type of aircraft. They are closing rapidly alongside! They are disc-shaped and have a radiant quality to them. They are close enough now to see the markings on them. It is a type of Swastika!!! This is fantastic. Where are we! What has happened. I tug at the controls again. They will not respond!!!! We are caught in an invisible vice grip of some type! 1135 Hours- Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic accent! The message is: ‘Welcome, Admiral, to our domain. We shall land you in exactly seven minutes! Relax, Admiral, you are in good hands.’ I note the engines of our plane have stopped running! The aircraft is under some strange control and is now turning itself. The controls are useless. 1140 Hours- Another radio message received. We begin the landing process now, and in moments the plane shudders slightly, and begins a descent as though caught in some great unseen elevator! The downward motion is negligible, and we touch down with only a slight jolt! 1145 Hours- I am making a hasty last entry in the flight log. Several men are approaching on foot toward our aircraft. They are tall with blond hair. In the distance is a large shimmering city pulsating with rainbow hues of color. I do not know what is going to happen now, but I see no signs of weapons on those approaching. I hear now a voice ordering me by name to open the cargo door. I comply. |
izzou:Jesus Christ! Is Jonathan still the President or is he contesting? Stop using Jonathan as an excuse for your wasted vote! |
[size=28pt]Ramzan Kadyrov is currently begging Vladmir Putin to send him to finish the ground mopping in Syria.[/size] https://cdn4.img.sputniknews.com/images/102790/24/1027902435.jpg These guys are like the Kraken! Once unleashed all hell breaks out! Once unleashed, all ISIS members will join deeper life bible church ![]() |
pomporiking:ISIS member detected. |
KORLAR:https://sd.keepcalm-o-matic.co.uk/i/caution-bullshit-is-going-on.png |
[size=78pt]![/size] [size=38pt]Muslim Taqiiya Proceed with caution[/size] |
BALLOSKI:The Al Saud family is Jewish. Ibn Saud was propped up by the British just as Bagdadi was by the CIA to destroy the old Turkish Ottoman Caliphate. 90% of Saudi citizens do not subscribe to the monarchical system and want a return to an Islamic theoracracy like what they have in Iran under the Ayatollah regimes. Ask yourself why Ibn Saud (the patriarch ) of modern day Saudi Arabia declare himself a king and not a Khalifar. And do you know that Ibn Saud was signatory to releasing Palestine to the British from where it was handed to the Rothchilds? The Saudis are seen as zionists among your master Arabs. The Sunni Wahabbi sect of Islam is what all radical Islamic extremists adhere to. Al Qaeda, ISIS, Al Shabaab, Al Nusra and Boko Haram are all Sunni groups sponsored by the CiA, UK and The house of Saud to prevent Shiite revolutionary theorocracies like what existed in the old ottoman empire from taken root in Saudi Arabia and Arab world. This is why Saudi backs Al Qaeda in Yemen, ISIS in Iraq and Al Nusra in Syria. Read nigga. The rabbit hole awaits you if you dare enter. Your Islamic religion is nothing but a pseudo fascist criminal political ideology for absolute power and control. |
[size=18pt]How does the collective foolishness of you and your friend make for political discussion here? I have been trying since yesterday morning to start a thread here to no avail all because magas like you keep redirecting facebook tier posts here and ''overwhelming'' seun's server like a wh0re in Mecca dunce [/size] |
hinwazaka:Amir Sanusi and El Rufai are leading the next neo-colonization of Nigeria. Sanusi has since been rewarded an executive position with the wall street monster, BlackStone which you should expect to buy up every facet of our economy and polity. El Rufai's brief self exile in the UK under the guise of pursuing a law degree was to indoctrinate him into the globalization club. Bola Tinubu remains a proceed collector for the CIA. Obasanjo a bastard CIA slave Falana and Soyinka your intellectual hit-men! You have no leaders but slave foremans. Welcome to the Brave New World of 21st century and slavery! Why is Amaechi's, Tinubu's and Sanusi's loot not a question for the hypocrite west? Why is Diezianna corrupt in the eyes of the west only? |
PenSniper:You remain a bastard slave. This is not about Ibo vs yoruba becos I am neither. This is about you foolish myopic lab frogs who for the first time are seeing what we have been screaming. The IBOS and ND People will not help you. Slave |
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