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perezeghi:
God does not give permission to evil.
Evil strives in any land due to the ignorance of the children of God and their level of compromise they have towards those practicing unrighteousness.

Bro with the deepest humilty in me, I beg to disagree with you. Heavily. God does give permission for certain evils to occur, especially because he intends to use that to bring glory to him.

Don't forget that devil also came to collect permission from God to torment job.

Don't forget that Paul said that for him not to be proud, God permitted a messenger of devil to torment him.

Even physically, the Bible says that God allow the Philistines to terrorize the children of Israel when they rebelled against him.

Please don't say God doesn't give permission to evil to operate. HE DOES FOR REASONS BEST KNOWN TO HIM.

Lastly ps 105:14 (kjv)


He permitted no one to do them wrong; Yes, He rebuked kings for their sakes,....

Peace.

In case you noticed an overdose of likes from midnight yesterday/today (on your main diary) I'm responsible for them. I've laughed tired.
However why did you clear off the begining part of the diary? It is so so interesting.


I just left asaba like 2019 so it was fun and nostalgic to read familiar places as you write.
Though I don't really like Bean cakes, I would have loved to come buy some whenever I visit asaba or refer my friends there.


You really are a strong women. (Notice I wrote women not woman because from the look of things, you are like 7 women in one).

Your kids are commedians and lovely kids. Although their adventures make me smile and say it's well with you their mother.

Wish you the best in family and business. May God prosper you in all your endeavors. Amen.

PS: calm down for oga.
At least for health sake.
Kisses to the kids for me pls.

madprophet:
My oga,

I believe this is why the revival would come. It would distort their plans. The kind of general the Lord is raising up now self. Me self dai fear.

A time would come where we begin to hear some kind of diseases that it has not come to hears of Man. And science would not be able to help them.

Only the mingling of spirits would and people would no chose than to sick solutions in the church.

God is working my oga...

My prophet. Very true.
Because in times of great evil, God always brings out strong elijahs that previous generations have not seen .
However we should understand one thing.

GOD PURPOSELY WANTS TO ALLOW EVIL TO SWALLOW THE WORLD, THOUGH NOT EVERYONE BUT THE POWERS OF THE WORLD. Especially the world's governments, so they can create the stage for the final warfare. Unknowingly.

WHAT I MEAN IS, WITH GOD'S PERMISSION, HE WILL ALLOW GREAT MYSTERIOUS EVILS SO HE CAN SHOW HIM SELF.

the truth is painful, but the world won't ever get better or safer. Instead, God will choose his people to make them safer and better.

The greatest of all revivials that will make even the Pentecost look like child's play is coming.

Raw power will soon be unleash.people will now take definate stands.


Last last, the holy one will receive a the glory.
Make God help us.
Amen.

Anas09:
Brother shadeyinka
I'm dropping the dream here for you.

Let me begin by saying, I'm partly Cameroonian and partly Nigerian. And my village binderies with Cameroon and what devides us is a River. On the other side of the River is Cameroon Ground, while on this side is Nigeria.

Prior to this dream, I was down. No, I was not sick. I was feeling down because my orphaned kids didn't have food and I didn't have money. I can stay, but children cannot. So, I was feeling down.
A Christian friend chatted me up telling me he was led to reach me that it was laid in his heart that I had a need, so that's why he chatted me up. I told him the situation of things, he transferred some money to us and i bought food for the children.

So, that same night, I had a dream.
In the dream, I found myself on the other side of the River, meaning, on Cameroon ground. But, there was no ground or land for me to stand on. I stood inside water, because the River had over flown it's banks.

During rainy season, that River really wells up to the point that every activity on it ceases until it goes down. So, I saw myself standing inside it. There was no beach, it was just water and bushes on both sides. And the river bed was wide, the Current was high. The water was dark and fearful. But I was not afraid of the water at all. I can swim and I knew I could swim across without drowning.

Now, i can't tell what happened before then. I dont know how i crossed over to that side, as there was no boat or any one else besides me. I was all alone.

The situation seemed so hopeless that ordinarily, I shd have despaired, but I was not. I knew I could swim across that River to my village, but there were challenges.
The Current was too strong and fast moving, and
It was dusk. It was in the twilight. There was no one to see me drifting off to come to my aid. There was no boat.

I stood there considering what to do, confident that I could swim across.
I considered my position, if I started swimming from the point where I was, by the time cross to the other side of Nigeria, the current will drift me far down the point where I wld climb to land. The current will drift me to the bushes, and, I will get lost in the bush because it was dark and I was alone.
I didn't have any fear whatsoever, i only had considerations.


What was I to do? I stood there stranded, although not afraid.

And, all of a sudden, I saw a movement from my left view
from a distance coming towards me. I could see a movement on the water, but I couldn't make out what or who it was because it was getting dark. I thought it was my dog which I had lost. But, when the movement came closer, i discovered it wasn't a dog, but a man.

He came to me. He wore a combat shot and hooded shirt, white or milky in color. His face was not so clear for me to describe. But, Meehn, he looked strong, very firm with very strong arms, like a military man or a gym instructor.

He held my face with both his hands. He pressed his forehead on my forehead and asked, 'How are you?']. The tone of his voice mehn!!!!, It was so calm, so soothing. the care and love in his voice and the way he said it. Wow. I have never felt comforted and cared for as I felt there and then.
I said ' I am Fine'.
He kept on talking, at this point, I couldn't hear what he was saying anymore, I don't know why. But, he kept talking. His voice was muted. I saw his lips moving his face was so close to my face, I was feeling his breath on my face, but no sounds came out. I don't know why.

Then, something very strange happen. I heard him say, [b]'The Lord Jesus Christ said I should tell you not to worry.
But, these words didn't come from his mouth, they came from his center. As if from the middle of his chest. Like from his backbone. They came like an arrow and entered into my chest.

He didn't speak them, like he thought them and the words entered into my chest also. Very strange.

When he said that, I felt like melting with peace and joy. At that point, I had everything i needed in life. I had no care whatsoever.

He kept talking. But I couldn't hear.
Then, suddenly, I was no longer on that side of the River anymore. I found myself in a reception like waiting room. Like I was waiting to be called in for something, I don't know. I was in the company of other people now, but, that strong man was still with me. All the while talking. But, I wasn't hearing what he was saying.
He sat by my left hand side, Almost like attached to my ear, lol. He obviously was saying something very important, because I saw the expression on the face of the man sitting directly opposite me. He could hear what the man was saying to me. Like the man was giving me messages, but, I wasn't hearing. But the guy opposite me was so awed that it showed on his face. I could get what my man said, by looking at the man opposite me.

He talked and talked. He got up to leave, he kept on talking. He got to the door, and stood again talking, but I was just smiling and feeling very pleased looking at the face of the guy opposite me.
At this point, I woke up.

I haven't recovered from the peace and Joy that flooded my being.

But, question, why wasn't I able to hear what he was saying? This is why I find strange.
God bless you.

My dearest sister Ana's, how are you doing?

I know you said this message was for shadeyinka, but I can't help but adding what I sense in my spirit.


The key to understanding the message about our dreams are many times, very very many times.in the same dreams themselves. I'll explain.


Your dream signifies a troubling situation. A situation that even though it is troubling, you know very well that your faith in God won't waver. You know deep down you can do this, you know you were made for this. The flooded bank rep concerns, worries, fears etc.

The military man is your personal guardian angel /ministering angel.

The main issue, the main reason why you couldn't hear me speak is because of

DISTRACTION.
SOMETHING IS DISTRACTING YOU.
I SENSE WORRY. THATS WHY HE SPECIFICALLY ASKED YOU NOT TO WORRY.

THE SECOND REASON COULD BE BECAUSE YOU'RE FOCUSED ON THE WRONG VIEW.


But I'm more concerned that everything is gonna be all right in the end and your work is being met with approval by God.


Meanwhile, I never knew you had started the orphanage. Wow. God bless you richly. Amen

Adamgeneral12:
Thank you very much,you guys is all I get

I sense you are a young man who loves God.
Yes you might have many disadvantages like literacy and book knowledge,but your heart is very pure and honesty.
Open and straight. You are beloved of God.

You see this your journey eh, it's only God that can y help and understand you. I think he did this for a purpose to use someone that people don't expect to save those that think they are at the top.
Your challenges will be strange too and unique
But if God called you,then he will also deliver you.

You are mighty and strong.
May God help you. Amen

When God wants to tell his people of.future occurrences, he does so primary from the Bible, his real prophets , revelations etc.


And when the devil wants to tell his own people future occurrences, he does so primary through MOVIES.

you see all the tech advances we saw in movies (70s, 80s and 90s kids), almost all have come to pass. If not all.

So it's safe to assume that the ones occurring now (20s) are also bound to occur.
Flying cars, personal drones, glasses phones, advanced military and advance medicare, big brother government that watched and monitores all her citizens etc.

My spirit just suddenly reflected to a major one, that brought about to this post.
I believe very very strongly, that due to either a virus or a nuclear fallout, human population will be decreased seriously and we will all be made to come together as one in particular geographic location.


That location will probably in Europe or North America. It is this coming together that will make it possible to enforce one religion, one government, one market laws etc.

It is this location that will make it possible to police the 'world' and ensure evil conformity.
This might be in the distant future, but I'm super sure it's bound to.happen.

In out time, zombie movies were classified as sci-fic. Or fiction. But recently, scientist has confirmed that there is a virus that can make it's host acts like a zombie. Someone or people are researching.
Reading thoughts or another person's mind looks spiritual right. It's already possible. Mind control or mass hypnosis is already here. The stage is getting set .

And I kid you not. Both underground in the seas, and in secret locations world wide, governments , companies, crazy individuals, spiritual being are extensively researching and discovering things, viruses, high tech that look like dreams to us.

RECALL THAT ANY TECHNOLOGY YOU SEE NOW, HAS BEING CREATED SOME YEARS IN SECRET BEFORE BEING BROUGHT OUT. no government exposes her secret to the world, until they are a step ahead of that technology.

Let's just ask God for mercy and help. Grace to make it. That's all. God will help us. Amen.

Babysnow1:
Good morning house
Please I need interpretation of this dream
Whenever I pray for deliverance or I asked God to show me the secret of my life I see masquerade everywhere..it's either am being chased or am hiding from them

Number 2
I was being chased by my stepmom in that dream and I was asked to go to the army barracks.. u mean every junction I stop to asked questions I will be asked to go to the army barracks
Please help a sister

Dream 1: God is trying to tell you that you have ancestral spirits in your family line that you are convenanted to. The masquerades are ancestral powers. There is a convenant with them. You have to undergo deliverance against it.


Dream 2.
Whether or not its your step mom against you, I can't say. The step mom you see in the dream might actually stand for jealous people or it might really be herself.

HOWEVER ONE THING I CAN TELL YOU FOR SURE IS THIS, YOU MUST BECOME A SOLIDER BEFORE YOU CAN BE DELIVERED FROM THAT PURSUING POWERS.
YOU NEED TO BE TRAINED.

So you have two issues to contend with.
Start with the deliverance.
It will then spill into the second issue and settle it, becos the deliverance in case 1 will help train you small.

It's well.

Pious101:
do u still have a sample of the soft copy ?

Yes

Pious101:
Where u able to locate d place?

I had a better idea, which was getting a graphic person design a card, and I went to shomolu to print it. It was better, cheaper and how I totally wanted it

torime:
I started my web development videos and tutorials 2 weeks ago, pls I need someone that will put me through all the step of the way, and someone I can always fall back to just incase if I get stuck or something... as a matter of fact, I pulled out of my Masters program and I had to learn something, I want to do this. I studied history but I believe I can make the switch. I will really be happy if I can find pple to lead me on the right path. Thanks

Pm me

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wearsandtrends1:
How many of you have read animal farm

A beautiful masterpiece by George Orwell.

Talks about how a group of animals staged a coup against mankind
Against mankind

Apparently it is the book that inspired Fela's song beast of no nation.

Ps. indicate if you want a copy will send via whatsapp

Or join our whats app book club ¥

Kindly send the link instead

Moneyfem:
Yes, I said it in the introduction that the article would center on power. I will do for security and other amenities in my subsequent posts. Thank you.

Oh ok. Sorry. Had to go through again. Nice one.

Juliusmalema:
I don't understand.

Since you can pay back next week, why not stay in your friends house till the next week , get the money you wanted to have used in paying back and get a new house.

Why the loan when you have close range cash by next week?

Bro ,don't mind him.
That's the new format in town.

Onahi95:
I've had my fair share of failures in business that I've become very pessimistic about business now but I won't forget one in a hurry.

I was home for a break in school so I looked for something to do to earn money for the main time. A friend of my mom was selling bar soaps then and according to my mom she was swimming in money though she didn't look it o. I met her and she told me how she was making millions by taking the soaps to other States to sell, she advised I went to pH since they had high purchasing power.

I used to hustle street trading in pH so I was familiar with the environs which was an advantage or so I thought. I did my calculations and was in high spirits as I was going to hammer this time.

I borrowed 100k from my dad, bought about cartoons of bar soap and set off to pH on a faithful Wednesday because I targeted oil mill Thursday market . I first dropped at obigbo junction and set my cartons of soap by a corner that the owner was absent and started screaming on top of my voice soliciting for customers...buy your original soap here, only 100 100 naira, e don dey finish oooo, eleme dey look bayelsa dey buy oo, after today no more ooo....I kept shouting....

I got some occasional glances by passerby's as they proceeded to their destinations, one hour turned to two hours yet no one has asked me whether na sample I sample abi na sell I dey sell. I got exhausted from my fruitless shouting and sat down, I realized it was getting dark so I called the number of the person I would pass the night in her place at mile 1....ghen ghen number no dey no reachable .... I shaa packaged my cartoons of soap and set off to mile 1, after all I came for oil mill so I'm sure I would sell all the next day.

Getting to mile 1 around past 8, every where was dark and deserted. I was scared so I had to proceed to mile 3 that was livelier. I packed my goods in one park and started looking for a place to pass the night, I went to a police station but they were questioning me like a criminal even after narrating my ordeal to them. I left and went the a church and the security turned me back that they only allow people to sleep in the church during vigils. I ended up sleeping in an uncompleted building in the state university.

The following morning I set off to oil mill market, I remember when I dropped a barrow pusher came to carry the goods to a place I would keep them but since I was running low on cash I asked him to help me place it on my head....haa oga this thing heavy o e go break your neck o, just give me 3h make I carry am for you.....he exclaimed, don't worry I'm fine I replied.

Five minutes later I was sweating like a Christmas goat with my neck now at 180 degrees, it was remaining just two poles to my destination when I gave up and dropped the bag. I called another barrow pusher and he quoted 250 naira.....chai see penny wise pound foolish, I barely had any strength left to haggle price so I agreed.

I found a corner outside the market and set my cartons of soap, I took one carton and went inside the market screaming on top of my voice as usual, three hours later and I had just sold only 5 bars of soap to make matters worst it started raining and my cartons of soap was in the open.

I ran like a mentally deranged man to where I kept my wares trying to save it from the rain, while I tried to carry the cartons to a shed some gave way throwing some of the soaps on the road with tricycles running over them. A barrow pusher came to my rescue and helped me save the rest.

After the rain subsided I went back into the market and started selling the soap at a 50% loss yet I was unable to finish one carton, while I was struggling to sell my kaya those agberos came with their wahalla and collected #300 from me, I went to a different section of the market to try my luck and 4 different agberos surrounded me with different tickets each not less than #200 . Oga abeg I never sell anything I tried to explain to them, come on give me my money joor one of them roared.
By now I was close to tears as they made away with my goods, heiya its unfair o, you people should pity this poor boy naa, see he's even crying, some market women pleaded on my behalf. They finally collected #500 from me.

I managed to sell two cartons just enough to get my transport back home and set off to the park. I was looking very dirty and unkept, at the park I bumped into a girl I was wooing when I was in ph, she kept staring at me probably trying to deduce if I was actually the person she was seeing. I kept a straight face and went to sit at the back of the bus away from other passengers glare.

At home I took the remaining goods to the woman I bought it from and sold it to her at over 60% loss and gave my dad the balance, though he complained but I carest not.

No matter how e be..... I must make money or die trying

Bro, you're a comedian.lol. is this true stor?

Very nice points. However power isn't the only issue to consider when getting a place. You just limited your posts to power related points only.balsnce it.

naptu2:
Yeah, I remember Morning Ride with Danladi Bako. I made a thread about it some years ago. I also wrote about Kiddie Vision 101 in my thread about Nigerian child stars.

Yh. I read it. You wrote aboutq derenle hosting it as a kid then right? (Kiddie vision 101)

naptu2:
Yeah, both Bloodhound Gang and Mathnet were segments. Bloodhound Gang was a segment in Contact, while Mathnet was a segment in Square One.

No, I haven't found a video of Footsteps yet.

Ok. Thanks.

Do you recall old nta programs like juniors debate? Early version of morning ride. Kiddie vision 101? I really ache for those times.

naptu2:
Mathnet is a parody of the famous detective show Dragnet. A man and a woman solve cases using mathematics.

Bloodhound Gang were a group of kids that were private investigators. They often (though not always) used science to solve cases.

Concerning mathnet, it was a short part in a main program called square one. Remember square one naptu2?

Please do you have a video link for the footsteps to follow program? I've searched the whole internet, can t see one.

kmcutez:
Naw a o. All these just to travel to Dubai? The Devil is a liar.

I'm telling u. Money someone would have used to buy land or start business. It's well

PeaceJoyLove:
Building a business is still the same. I created a thread about it, and I am still discussing this issue. But programmers have started attacking me. Lol. Anyway, the truth is bitter. They are programmers and only good for coding. They dont have business sense so they fail. And they will always fail. It is why they will keep working for people with business brains. The requirements are:

1. Innovation Intuitive ability
2. Able to raise capital (tell your story to attract investors).
3a. Use Capital Wisely. Give a programmer capital, he will even waste it. Give him 1 billion naira, he will develop a sophisticated app that no one will ever use. Lol. And he will waste money on promoting what people do not need.
3b. Drive home income. Your sales must be more than your expenses. Programmers can't sell. They dont know how to market. And to sell, what the customers need must be made. Programmers just build what they think customers need, and no one patronizes them. Coding is not needed to know what is going to sell. You need a business brain.

At most, programmers will grow to become Chief Technology Oficer (CTO), and if smart, can become a cofounder. But these ones in Nigeria think they have the business brain too. Lol. Las Las...they will end up in Fiverr for the rest of their lives. If lucky, they will get into one of the good companies and work in the design department. May 0.5% of them will actually build a good business. They are meant to work for someone with business intuitive brain.

But they can learn the skill if they are humble and build businesses. This is what I am presently discussing in my thread.


If you know a failed programmer, or a struggling one, just send me his previous work, and I will show you why he is not making it. They always do what has been done. They aren't innovative. Someone needs to tell them what to do and write. They are like learners who must be guided. They are masters who cannot be left alone. This is the way Steve Jobs guided and led his main guy - Woz. Woz is good, but wouldn't be great if not for Steve Jobs.

Let these people get it into their brains that they must start learning business intuitive skills if they want to build their own businesses. But no, they will always bury their heads in the corner of their room talking to their computers alone Na that person go build a business? Business is relating with people.

Lastly, they have terrible attitudes in Nigeria. When you work with them, you will know. They want to work only for big companies but the opportunities in those companies cannot go round them all. The rest who do not work in these big companies are bittered. They will charge small companies like charging already established companies (what they cannot even pay themselves), and at the end still do rubbish. You will start running after them to correct errors after they have been paid. They dont honor contracts at all. See eh! They have terrible attitude.

They will be alright. No one is taking them serious again. Business guys are looking at partnering with indians online. This is the way forward. But I just want to put my ideas on NL to help new guys so they dont take the attributes of these ones who have failed. I am going to have no mercy on them with my thread..I will say the truth as it is. He who has hear should ear. As far as I am concerned, it will take the grace of God for me to partner with anyone one of them cos their attitude is terrible.

If you think I am exagerating or too hard , try 20 of them. You will meet same attitude. But just port to using indians, and you will see what I am saying. Forget oooo. They will never make it unless they change.

Goodluck!

100 percent true

fannybaby:
. BVN is free..

So you guys haven't yet discovered that op is a male scammer?

He lifted up his eyes.
The personality had stretched forth his hand towards him.

This personality outstretched hand, (and the other one by his side), had nail holes in the wrist. The holes looked healed and fresh at the same time.

He took the hand of the man who lifted him up.

The man had a white linen garment on his body.
His eyes sharp and warm with love .

Then the man said,
Tell the people of earth that behold the end of the world is upon them.


Many disasters will come upon the earth. The sun's light will be held back for many months and darkness will creep upon the face of the earth

Men will grow more wicked and controlled by evil.
But those that trust in me shall be strong and do exploits

And then the man asked him

Why did you disregard the words of my messengers to you? I sent many, time and time again, but you pushed them off.
Why did you remain hard hearted to my rebukes and warnings?

Why did you decide to live for yourself and do those things contrary you doing to my commandments?

Why rebel against me, your.
maker and your saviour?

Behold, the voice of your wife , my daughter, whom i sent to you severally also, has come to me from the earth into my ears, and although you deserve eternal damnation, I choose to display my endless mercies in you. For indeed, I take no pleasure in the death of any sinner.

Behold then, another chance has being given to you.
Repent and turn aside from your evil ways and embrace my forgiveness.

The devil desires to have you destroyed, but I wish you to have eternal life.
Go back and tell them of the earth what you have seen and tell them all to repent from their wicked ways.


Then the was a pause and the man said, come

In all her prayers she constantly stood on two particular scriptures..
In Hebrews 11:35 that widows received their loved ones back to life.
And Mathew 19:26 that with God all things are possible.

And she prayed.
She reminded God of his promises to her. The more she prayed, the stronger the beam of prayer light connecting heaven to earth became.



There was total silence in that realm.
He knew somehow that if she ever stopped praying and pushing, without a response yet, he would automatically begin his journey through that black door into hell.

Everyone in that realm held their breath.

SOMEHOW HE REALIZED THAT EVEN THE ONE ON THE THRONE, DIDNT WISH FOR HIM TO GO THROUGH THAT BLACK DOOR.

Then all of a sudden, the angel that had paused, suddenly continued and began pulling him to that black door that led to hell.

He was confused, but his wife was still praying. The matter hadn't being decided, why then was the angel still taking him there.
How come?


He looked at the screen in confusion and suddenly understood. Doubt had crept in.
His wife, even through she was praying, was begining to loose faith. And that made her prayer effortless and not to ascend to heaven. The prayer beam started getting fainter and fainter. It was dying down.

Bitter tears streamed down his eyes.
If only she could know what was happening. If only she had kept up her faith a little. Her voice in prayer was fading the Intensity was reducing. She was giving upon him and giving in to doubts and fear.

Then just as the angel was about to open the door and fling him in, her voice suddenly rose up with much force. This time around she wasn't praying. She was praising the one who sat on the throne.

She reminded him of his power to do as he liked without asking anyone for permission.

She reminded him of his mercy shown unto a thousand generations of those that loved him.

She reminded him of his power to save even to the uttermost. She called him mighty names as beffitting a supreme ruler.
Then she broke into a song, the same song he had once shouted at her was disturbing him.

"Oh that men would praise the Lord. For his goodness and for his wonderful works to.the children of men.
He has broken the gates of brass, and cast the bars of iron in asunder"


The moment she sang this song, it was as if 900 trillion transformers were connected and plugged to the throne.
The throne exploded with sparks. The thunders increased. There was multitude of voices he couldn't explain coming from the throne.
The atmosphere changed, he felt it within. Somehow, she had said or done something that moved the one sitting on the throne.


Then there was silence, deep silence.
By now he was on the floor, prostrating.

That was when he heard his name again, for the second time.

This time it wasn't in the thunderous ,low rumbling voice. No.

This time is was gentle, and soft.
Like the one who spoke it was in deep pain.
He had the urge to look up, to the direction he heard his name. He wondered who knew him and loved him so much in this realm.

And then he saw him.
A man, yet greater than any man who.ever lived or will live.
He saw humilty in his personality and yet a royal aura surrounding him.


The moment he locked eyes with this personality standing in front of him, a million emotions errupted inside him.

Peace, joy, calmness, assurance everything will be all right. But most of all, the single most emotion that swelled inside and made him start feeling light headed , was love. The love from this man hit him so much, that he feel on his knees crying. Why? He didn't know.

But, He cried like a baby like someone who had Being lost for a long time and suddenly found.

He was about pleading afresh, when suddenly, an angel, approached from behind the throne.

This angel was fearsome. He looked like a bodyguard soldier, dressed for battle. The angel was arriagned in gold breastplates, and a blazing sword of fire at his side.
Dressed for war, or a military assignment.

The angel moved with precision, and acute concentration on his face. The angel held his hand, as effortlessly as one holding a new born baby. He knew to resist was a waste of time.


He remembered the number of times he laughed as they preached to him
How he told them hell would be fun, because his favourite musicians would be there to welcome him. And give entertainment.
He wailed inside mournfully. He brought this on his self.
If only....
If , if only...



As the angel dragged him to a black looking door, the same door that emmited a great quantity of heat, he felt when he first entered the realm, he heard the voice. A pained voice.

The voice sounded familiar.
He listened carefully.
It couldn't be, is she here?

Then, the angel stopped. Suddenly.
It seems an unspoken command had come from the throne of light to the angel, who froze instantly.


He heard her voice again. His wife. Deep with anguish. Somehow , her voice changed the atmosphere in this realm.

She was crying and at the same time quoting scriptures. He wondered, how could his wife be so powerful to be able to create a pause in this realm.
It was when he listened more carefully, he understood what was going on.

The screen that had gone off before, after showing the complete video of his life slowly came to life. This time around, it showed earth, the hospital where he had died.

His wife was lying across his body, shaking it vigorously and praying. Mucus and tears came from her nose and eyes respectively. She was in so much pain.


The moment his wife said ..Father in the name of Jesus..., a very strong beam of light from earth, ascended into heaven, into the throne room, where they all where.

Slowy he understood what was happening.
The battle for his soul had began.

His whole 46 years of living life on earth played in just three seconds. It was like there was no time here. His whole life looked like a mere 3 seconds.

He watched when he had his first kiss.
He saw the first time he fought in class...way back in secondary school.

Him attending church with his.parents and singing happily in the children's choir.

His first theft.
First fornication.
When he gave the beggar some money and felt good. When he spat into his seniors drink back at the boarding house.

When he lied to his parents.
His first pay check. And so on.
Stealing from his company.


His marriage, his first kid.
And so on.


As the video played, he noticed something.
He not only could hear and watch in 7d. He could also feel what each participant in the screen felt.

Like when he pushed the boy he normally bullied. He felt pain and great despair. Not his, but his victim.

He felt his parent pain when they discovered he had started smoking.
He felt his wife pain when he slapped her. His palm even tingled .
Without being told he knew the kind of.life he had lived. He strongly felt his conscience condemning him.

A MANS CONSCIENCE AFTER DEATH, WILL BE HIS FIRST ACCUSER.


And so on.
As the screen got to the end of his.life, it increased in speed like it was being fast forwarded. This continued till it became a fast blur. But somehow he still could perfectly watch it and feel the emotions of everyone.

Then it got to an end.
And the screen just turned blank.

The one who sat on the throne was quiet, but he felt his gaze strongly fixed on him.

Lord I'm sorry, please give me one more chance. I can do better. Please Lord, have mercy.

The words had were.just out from his mouth when the one on the throne spoke.

you have being weighed and found wanting.

He approached the throne.
The throne was awesome. Magnificently built. The throne appeared to be made of pure light, white and blinding.

The throne appeared white and transparent at the same time.
By the arm rest of the throne was a sort of inner wheel that rotated at immense speed.
The speed appeared to be matched to the mood of him who sat on the throne.

Fire leapt out of the throne.
And lightening. Each lightning spark was followed by thunderous sounds of thunder, loud enough to deafen the strongest ears.

Radiation and colors he had never seen on the earth rotated around the throne.
Colors up till now, he can't explain or describe.

As he stood before the throne, all his strength left him. And he fell flat on his face as a dead man.

That was when he heard his name. At first, he thought it was just the thunder erupting.
But when the thunder like voice spoke in very deep timbering, he heard it echo inside of him.

When his name was called, a glass like golden screen appeared at his back. In his front. Over him, and somehow under him.
It was like everywhere was one big screen that somehow compassed the whole gigiantic room. He was still prostrate on the floor, but somehow, he could see in all cardinal point directions.


In this strange place, he could hear thoughts.
He could sense emotions.
And things were crystal clear in vision. His sense we're sharp and he appeared a bit light in weight.


The screen opened up to the image of a baby being born at a hospital. It focused on the face ofthe baby for a while. Then, moved to various views of the baby.

At first, he wondered what the baby had to do with all this, with him. Then , slowly, the screen focus on the thigh of the naked crying baby on the screen. It zoomed in slowly. To a birth mark on the baby's thigh. He also had a birth mark at that exact place too. Then the screen paused, as if waiting for him to fully Comphrehend and understand what the baby had to do with all this, with him, with here.

All of a sudden, the realization, it hit him.
The baby was...was him.

He was about to watch a full recording of his whole life on earth.

The moment he realized this, the screen resumed playing.

His life review had began

The following you are about to read is purely fiction. However, it has been embedded with some truths, some realities and some true incidences. Its not meant to prove anything. This is just for you to read and observed, contemplate etc. Read with an open mind.

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