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sonofLuci:

sonofLuci:
Guy clear road. Leave that babe for me

AlPeter:
Phew! Where will I start from? I never thought I would ever it this parts of my life in writing, never for once did so please bear with me if my story is bit disjointed.

curiosity they said kills the cat, but in my case curiosity made the cat. I have always have the unquenchable desire to know things, everything and anything. Understand, why they exists, how they exists and for what reason and purpose.

this Desire made me to have strong analytical mindset. The natural quest to always quantify and explain things before believing which has shaped most of my experiences. God truly respects our individual quirks.

I was born into a very interestiyng family. My mom happens to be someone with strong spiritual presence. Always able to sense things before they happened, a fierce and warrior like spirit and an amazing soul. She told me a few stories about my birth so maybe I will start from there.

She said there were many prophesies that she would die if she attempted to have the baby she was pregnant. She and the baby. She said according to them she needed to make some sacrifices. Sacrifices that'll entail travelling to the village and observing certain rituals. She refused. Like I said she's a warrior like spirit. She had a still birth a couple of years earlier, the baby had a peculiar mark dark mark on it, it was unexplainable. The general talk was the current one would take her life. They wish.

She said during this period, she had the greatest spiritual experiences in her life. Like just in room and feeling a strong presence, an exciting calming presence, that gets her worshiping and praising God. She would also have dreams of huge lights being beamed on her like someone watching over her and protecting her. All this she said were a constant then.

Even the doctors were not left out. They told her she had twins. And on the day of delivery there were certain complications that demands surgical removal of the 'babies' or she will not survive the delivery. They wish. She not only survived, she delivered on her own, right their with no help from nobody to a bouncing baby boy, who came into the world calculating. And according to her i had the same mark with the still birth she had at exactly the same spot but in my case it was a wound, like something was burnt off.

I grew up normal like every other child except for the fact that i dreamed a LOT. geez, I used to have this crazy dreams then about fighting with some folks and after beating them they would go threatening to call someone else to deal with me. Then some couple of days later I would have another dream where someone would come o me like so you are the one abi. We would fight, I would defeat him/it/her then that one would call another. There was this peculiar knife I saw twice in or a couple of times in my dream. That knife determined those fights.

My first real spiritual experience that i can recall was like a deja vu experience though mom tells stories of earlier ones. I remember that day pretty well. I think I was about six then.

I was playing with a couple of other kids then outside when a neighbour of ours came and sat close to where we were. Being an elderly man he asked us stop we refused. So he caught one of us and beat him. The boy in defiance packed some sand, threw them at the man and ran. Right at the moment the boy threw the sand, I felt like I took as picture and stored it. Momentarily, it felt like i was out of my body seeing myself. Right there and then i knew the man was going to die. I just knew and nothing would change it. The man died a few weeks after i didn't tell anyone. feelings can't be quantified.

My second spiritual experience was a LOT more personal and significant. It was the occasion of my fathers death and it also happens to be the occasion of my introduction to my guardian angels. Yes, Angels. There were three of them then. I sometimes in dire situations feel the numbers increase but these three are a constant.

Many children are referred to as mummy's child, me I was dad's. Loved the man like he was the entire world. Truly, He was mine. Some weeks before his death I had been having these strange dreams. Now for me, strange was normal but these ones were peculiar in that they were a collection of seemingly random unrelated scenes just being passed in front of my eyes and at the end it's like some explaining to me, telling me "your father would die and there is nothing anyone can do, I just want you to know". I never understand what was going on. I would tell him the dreams without the voice part and he would react in a strange way.Like he knew the meaning.

On the day he died I could still remember sitting outside with him and more till late at night and falling asleep. That was when it happened. I had the most peculiar dream of my life or so I thought until my mom narrated what happened that night.

I saw my dad coming out of the house vomiting. He had been alright when I slept. My mom rushed to him shouting and calling the neighbours I remember going in search of my elder brother but he wouldn't respond to me rather he answered someone else behind me.

By the time i got back to my dad and mom outside something had happened and he was being rushed to the hospital. my screamed and fainted while the neighbours were trying revive her i realized there was something else(this is the first time i am admitting this) a presence in the darkest part of the compound. I could feel it's glee, it's excitement. I turned towards it intent on knowing what it is and confronting it.

"That's enough" someone behind me said but I could only feel the words. A feeling backed with a knowing and an understanding. funny thing was, the words were not directed at me they were directed at someone I hadn't noticed standing to my right and that one said something to another on my left, who gently placed a hand on my left shoulder and the next thing I realized it was morning. I woke up to the cries of my mother.

IamZod:
This place is becoming dry o.
Where is Dlordsumarai, Sexybbstar, Luminouz, Shiitposter. U guys can't leave like this na

AlPeter:
I have had similar experiences. And that was exactly what felt that moment. I might share my experience too. But mine is not as scary as yours. Usually before I engage in ventures that leads to battles or confrontations I get warnings.

AlPeter:
that laughter is from a knowing, an understanding that makes whatever they do look hilarious. It's like watching insects attempting to lift an elephant or insects trying to put out fire by jumping into it

FemiEddy:
This is Fantastic chaiiii

lefulefu:

lefulefu:
Lordcrimson
luminouz
FemiEddy

fumiswtpusy:
I rate you 60 percent you tried.luminouz come and I rate well if the work is good.

Khaliyah:
Baba u never sleep

Khaliyah:
Lol Oga Vic, dey dem catch u hehehe, it's one demon that is causing it ooooo, Luminouz bring the holy cane lets deliver over brother lol, sexybbstar prepare the alter for the sacrifice, humeeh I need u to make sure Vic complies for his deliverance

Nma27:
Where's our Supernatural thread @Dlorsamurai and Luminouz

Victornezzar:
Alright Bro
e make sense as dey carry dis tin come religion section so matured minded people would comment

SurestG:
is it still the same or now ok?

Victornezzar:
Av been thinking about dat 4 sumtym
but myn dey occur wella

Victornezzar:
luminouz dere are some cases like wen am resting my leg would move without me controlling it
Wat myt be d cos

Khaliyah:
Lol The gods of nairaland are angry, who did u offend??

SurestG:
could it be your network?
Goan appease them

SurestG:
could it be your network?
Goan appease them

SurestG:
goooo morin sa

daylyt:
Maybe na spirits cause am!

Victornezzar:
u look like someone I know tho

fabem:
God will help us

SurestG:
You too goan sleep
Actually I was far away in the dreamland when I remembered I was yet to post here

fabem:
God will help us

7footre:
Probably confused cos it doesn't look anything like a cat but it's called pussy

SurestG:
Luminouz
I sight you with my korokoro eyes