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Frankicent:
lol 600k and you over looked that.

can you help me?

Frankicent:
Even till day he still hasn't paid?

Yes

Lamanii22:
Some aren't even quick to get the cookie.. They'd allow you take your time.... They'd keep giving you the drips...

Agbawo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! experience

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Act matured!

Justbehave:
And non of you had sex with them? Lies.

IAMBlesssed:
I disagree with ur first and second comment..A lot of single guys posses same qualities too..
Secondly, most ladies who fall victim to these are mostly naive/inexperienced ladies. Most of these married men are either not staying with their families or make sure the relationship is a long distance relationship.And in all sincerity, no one quits a relationship immediately he/she SUSPECTS a thing..
The normal thing is to do proper investigation before drawing conclusions.
My point is that these ladies are victims of circumstance and its easier for a predator to hide than it's for a prey..

Very wrong, extremely and completely wrong.

wtf?

Gaggii:
I was dating our landlord, he lied that the landlady is his sister, when the Landson wanted to date me.i now say no.

She was seeing us, I did not dance because I was naked during the rain.

I let him understand that premarital sex is not good without condom.

After that, so I had no choice than to decide

Have you ever, almost dated a married man who acted single?
How did you discover?

Ignore him.

subcbouy:
nuisance? how would you call someone's post nuisance? nawao

I've always shied away from discussing this publicly, but not anymore. Today, I will lay bare, all that transpired from being a free soul to being shackled in the demonic dungeons of cultism. I have no ties with them now. I do not ever wish to do so in this lifetime or the next. It has been a while, but I will try to remember it all.

I had always fancied being a cultist; the reason being that I could for once appear physically intimidating. I had really young looks and didn't get the respect I felt I deserved from acquaintances. That was just asking too much because I was adored in class (University) as being one of the top brains, although the class of my degree never reflected that. Aside from that, my personality skills won me enough respect from colleagues and friends. But what I desired was fear factor. I was bullied and intimidated a number of times by Cultists and Older looking males alike during my earlier school year. I endured this for a while

Fast forward to that day, I hosted friends to a drinking spree on a Friday, and in the process, some cultists from the Supreme Vikings Confraternity came in. Either they came to us first or we went to them first, I don't really remember. I was drunk silly. What I really remember was me shaking them in the 'anchor' way and them noticing I wasn't a member, about to 'drill' me.

One of them was however impressed by my alcohol-inspired bravery and took me aside, convincing me to become one of them. I readily agreed. He asked me to bring some money for the initiation process which I quickly gave #5,000 and promised to pay another within a week. We boarded a bike, or bikes, not so sure, and left the venue for the initiation.

Along the way, we stopped on three occasions or thereabout, to buy razor, coloured candles, V12 (codename for Squadron) and all that. We even drunk more hot drinks. The Pilot was summoned to spearhead the initiation rites and soon, we ditched the bikes, and began to move on foot.

Soon enough, we were walking through a bush path; I had no idea exactly where till date, everywhere was dark and it was raining, and after a while, I was blindfolded with my shirt, leaving me with my singlet, jeans and footwear. My hand was placed on the shoulder of one of them and I was led further into the forest. We soon came to a clearing where I was stripped to my spandex shorts and my blindfold removed. The rains wouldn't allow the candles stay lit.

My valuables were collected as was the rule in the place called 'Iceland'. An incision was made on my thumb, the left, I think..can't really remember, and it was dipped into the V12 and some words were said and some were repeated by me. I guess this was where I sold my soul, the promise of secrecy and all. I was then asked to lie down, and was flogged with matchets anf wood, I guees. My body was already numbed by alcohol and cold, so I couldn't really feel it much then. I was then welcomed to the society, given a 'vikantical name' and was assigned to my godfather, who taught me all about the SVC in a period of months.

I'm glad I didn't kill. I knew I could; that feeling of power within the first few weeks was intense. My relationship with people changed, I grew more distant, unfriendly and irrational in my dealings. I became volatile, and essentially, my life went downhill. I lost the trust and respect of a number of people. I was lost.

I gained nothing. Today, I have no use for those habits, because none of them actually matters in reality. I run away from those filthy habits instead. The annoying thing was, I was smarter than all my comrades, I was better off in my family background, I was blessed but sought a curse.

I've renounced them years ago. But I know it really isn't complete until I shed all their morals that I still keep. My biggest error was that oath, the blood, the cut, the incantations. I wished I could undo it and have all my lost years back. But here I am stuck with regret and none of those things that really mattered then.

My advice to those to whom cultism appeals to today, be sure that it fits perfectly into the successful life you see yourself in tomorrow. Else, there is nothing greater than your freewill. If you must be bound to a religion, there are many that still maintain your sense of freedom and a life free of regrets. I'm a Christian. I intend to be a full-fledged Christian. This is me just clearing the debris. There are many others. Find any that suits you, but cultism? It only promises confusion, and perhaps, a VIP seat by the devil's side as you watch your life get ruined.
https://www.nairaland.com/3286093/how-became-cultist-years-lost

The National Coordinator of Project Youth Liberation, Pastor Uche Oyemike, was a cultist for several years while in the university. He shared with Sunday Oguntola how God saved him and why terrorists should repent to avert divine wrath

How did your journey to the world of cultism start?

It all started in Delta State University (DELSU) where I was admitted for a Pre-degree course in Geology. When I arrived there, one of my cousins was graduating from the school and she offered me her accommodation, which I paid for. Unknown to me, my compound was the den of cultists. There, you had all the leaders of cult organisations on campus. The leaders of , Buccaneers and others were there. It was called Allen Avenue. I didn’t know anything.

One day, something happened in the compound. Some buccaneers from Ekpoma came and one of them had a girlfriend in the compound. Unfortunately, the lady was dating a member in DELSU. He came and there was a fight. I ran from my compound towards Abraka Grammar School and saw a young man who had a girlfriend in the compound. I told him there was chaos. I didn’t know he was a member. He mobilised more and the fight escalated.

The leaders of Buccaneer and were from the same place-Agbor. They spoke in their dialect that they should settle and they got to know I was the one who ‘reported’ the guys who came from Ekpoma. Immediately, he made a decree that I should be killed. I got to know and ran home for about three weeks. My parents were disturbing me to return to school, not knowing death was waiting for me there.

Couldn’t you at least tell the authorities to bail you out?

The school authorities could not help. The fellowships could not help and parents could not. They said if I must stay on campus I must ‘belong’. Everybody I spoke to advised me to join them if I must stay on campus. They were, in fact, marketing their different cult groups to me. So, I made up my mind to belong to the strongest group, which was the . I did that to at least remain on campus. But the killings were too much. The heat was much and after a year, I moved to the University of Benin to study Geology.

Then, you left the group right?

Not at all. I changed school and thought I had escaped. For one year, nobody knew my antecedents. In UNIBEN, the leader of the Eiye Confraternity was so powerful and influential. He had political ties that he was using to emasculate the . So the group decided to infiltrate a political organisation called Rainbow Charity Christian Organisation (RACO) so that it can counter the influence of the Eiye group. About seven of us that were unknown were drafted to infiltrate the group.

But that same month, I gave my life to Christ. Immediately, God told me I was saved so that I can fight cultism. I told God nobody can fight against cultism. Many Christians who left were killed or maimed. But God assured me and said if I didn’t do it, he was going to kill me himself. We had a seven-month strike during the Abacha’s era and when we came back, I declared to everyone I was saved. I was there for one month and they didn’t look for me. Everyone, including me, was shocked. Then, I summoned courage and went to meet the chief priest, who was a childhood friend.

He said the reason why they had not struck me was because he was covering up for me. He thought I was feigning salvation so that I could graduate because I was in 300level. I said no I was serious. Then, he drew the battle line and said I should live with whatever came my way. He summoned a squad to hit me but when they came, they could not locate the same house they had visited several times before. They only shattered my room and left.

I was not perturbed because I was already with the Nigerian Fellowship of Evangelical Students (NIFES). Until that time, nobody, at least in UNIBEN, had left a cult group and stood for Christ. When people saw that nothing was coming close to me, many who had confessed Christ but could not declare it began to come out. My boldness encouraged them to come out from Eiye, Buccaneer, and other cult groups. We started a group called the Called-out ones. It was such a big move because in my days, cultism was tough and untouchable. They would kill in lecture rooms in broad daylight. It was so attractive that those who didn’t belong felt foolish.

What was the group doing?

God used us to do so much. Mama Idahosa was there for us. She supported and stood by us. We started going round campuses through her sponsorship. There was also the late Bishop Onosode of Spirit of Life Bible Church. We were on TV, telling youths to come out of cultism. That was how cultism lost its grip in this nation. We exposed their secrets because the strength of secret cults is in their secrets. It got so good that you could slap a cultist back if he dared slap you. We were so effective.

I am sure you heard from them, didn’t you?

Sure, you are right. They formed a new squad team headed by the chief priest. I was staying at the doctors’ quarters in UNIBEN. When they got to my residence, they said it was too early and decided to carry out an operation. They planned to come back later. They went to a family and robbed them. There was a 7-month old pregnant woman. As they were going, the head of turned and shot the woman in her stomach. They then met to share the loots. But surprisingly, a disagreement broke out over the sharing formula. The head got angry and shot the chief priest. Others ran away and came back to take him to UBTH. When they got to the reception, the pregnant woman who was shot was also being bought in. With her last breath, she identified them as her killers. They ran away.

The chief priest was in police custody for three days in the hospital. He then sent for me to come for prayers. I got a word from God to go. I got there and saw the criminal ward that was always locked with chains opened. Even nurses that had no business there could not get in. I entered and got to him. The detectives attached to him followed me without talking. The guy then narrated everything that happened to me. I led him to Christ and he said even if he was going to die, I should pray for him. I said he would not die.His mother was wealthy and he was treated. He was sentenced and he came out. The head of the was also looking for me. I couldn’t see him until we ran into each other on campus. He just came and knelt down. He was the most dreaded cultist on campus. He said he wanted to give his life to Christ. I said I didn’t preach to him but he said he was tired. He joined us and the guy who was to be his successor also joined us. They could not do anything because God was on my side. We were moving from school to school, preaching the gospel with our meager resources.

So, you graduated without hassles?

You can be sure. I left and joined Living Waters International Church in Port-Harcourt founded by Rev. Francis Bekee. I was there for 12 years, pastoring. I left for Enugu and pastored the church there too for another five years. I then came to Lagos and God told me to resign and start praying against the imminent violence in the land. I did and in the last four years I have been preparing for this assignment. The Lord said the assignment will kick off in Abuja.

Which is what?

The mandate is to put an end to youth violence in the country. From cultism, we have graduated to militancy, insurgency and now terrorism. We have really got worse. That is why I believe the proposed capital punishment against terrorists will not work. It should not be the first option but the last. If there was capital punishment, people like us would not have been alive today. Many people have come out of cultism. The government should exhaust every avenue to reach out to fight terrorism and cultism. Abacha voted many funds to fight cultism on campuses. In 1997, when we organised a programme, the school authorities gave us N100, 000 to support us. Cultism came down in the last 15 years because people rose up and said no.

So, what will you be doing?

We would start a non-denominational youth fellowship in Abuja where we will raise prayer altars. From there, we will spread to other geo-political zones in the nation. We will be taking our awareness campaign to them. 80% of people involved in social vices such as terrorism and cultism want to come out. But they cannot because there are no alternatives. I believe if they come to us, God will save them. Anyone that genuinely repents will be saved. I want them to overcome the fear of death. No one can kill you if your time is not up. Come out of them and God will accept you.

God is asking me to tell those involved in terrorism, cultism and militancy including their sponsors in government circles to give up. If they do not repent, God’s hammer will descend on them in 2013. God will start exposing them because He has had enough. This is their season of repentance
https://thenationonlineng.net/my-life-as-an-ex-cultist/
https://www.nairaland.com/1212549/ex-members-all-cults-lets-share

The Anti-cult Unit of the Lagos police recently made a breakthrough after they arrested three of the most dreaded members of the cult group at Somolu/Bariga.

The suspects are alleged associates of the most wanted suspected kingpin in the cult gang called Jepro who allegedly started his reign of terror in Somolu/Bariga areas of the state. Jepro is alleged to be into armed robbery, kidnapping, cultism, etc and his alleged exploits earned him not just the fearful nickname, Jepro, but also significant wealth to show for it.

He allegedly flaunts his wealth publicly as much as he boasts about his exploits in the criminal world.

Police sources said he boasts that nobody can subdue him and members of his alleged gang because of the calibre of their sponsors.

According to sources, their suspected sponsors are mostly top politicians who use and dump him as the need arises. It was learned that he has been in and out of prison severally and each time he was caught, he boasts openly that he will be released. And, it will later come to pass.

Sources said Jepro, who has been on the wanted list of the police for long, escaped several times after committing crime and efforts made to arrest him always ended in noughts.

It was said that there was a time detectives trailed him to the prison and were awaiting to arrest him after his release but they were shocked after he disappeared without trace.

Later, he re-surfaced after some suspected cultists struck in the area and his name was prominently mentioned as the leader of the violence that erupted during their operation.

However, it was the end of the road for three members of his alleged gang, recently, after detectives from the Anti-cult Unit of the state Police Command, headed by CSP Uduak, succeeded in demystifying them. Police sources said the three suspects were arrested ‘like chickens’ in one hideout.

It was learned that on that day, the police at the unit received information that Jepro was in the area. The apprehensive but heavily armed police unit, personally led by their Commander, Uduak, swung into action and proceeded to the area.

They invaded the hideout where a group of young men were said to be busy smoking weeds and drinking. It was gathered that the moment Jepro saw that the area was surrounded by policemen, he took to his heels, leaving some members of his gang who gave up and surrendered. The three suspects allegedly opened up about their exploits during interrogation by the police.

However, the snag now, according to police sources, is that the suspects, who initially opened up by saying that they will name top politicians in the state that sponsor their criminal activities, surprisingly sealed their lips and vowed never to talk about their exploits or expose their sponsors. Police sources said that all efforts made so far for them to open up have failed.

When Sunday Vanguard confronted the suspects, one of them, Ogunlaja Elijah, 28, denied his involvement in the crimes he had been associated with but agreed that he belonged to Aiye Cult group in Shomolu/Bariga.

He narrated how he was initiated: “I am from Ogun State and single. I live with my mother at Elanke Number 4, Ibadan Street, Oworonshoki. “I have three friends from Osun State. One day, we went for their father’s burial.

That was where the battle was staged. It was night before I knew they had initiated me into Aiye cult. They were four in number, so they put me in their midst. After that, I left them there and came back to Lagos. That was in 2015.

“They came to Oworoshoki where I live with my mother to stay with me. So, last year, 2018, was when the issue happened, when they killed one of my friends Tunde. They shot him and used machete on him.

The guys that shot him were Shehu, Aro and Yusuf from Eiye Confraternity. It was during November and December period and they were also killed. They were the three guys that initiated me and I normally operated with them.

The other cult group killed my cousin and it led to a fight and my guys killed them also. I got my gun from a security guy from Benue State; he sold his gun, a short locally made gun to me for N22, 000. After our encounter with the police, they collected everything from us.

I was remanded in Ikoyi prison in January and released in March, 2019. I heard they did peace talk in the community. My mum called me to say she was sick and was in hospital. I had to go there to give her money for drugs and that was when the police arrested me. I feel very sad and regret killing people.”

SUSPECT No 2

“My name is Yesiru Adesanya. I am 37 years old. I attended Shomolu Baptist Primary School. Femi Jepro initiated me into Eiye Confraternity. He asked me to come to Fadeyi as he wanted to see me, but I didn’t know about cultism because I did not go to school.

“When I got there, I saw people gathered. They pulled off my shirt and initiated me. I have not killed anyone in my life. I was inside with other cult members when I heard there was a fight, I just went outside, but I didn’t get involved in the fight.”

SUSPECT No 3 “My name is Kunle Sholeye. I am 38 years old. I attended primary and secondary schools. I am married with a child. I have never killed anybody in my life. I didn’t benefit anything from belonging to Eiye Confraternity, and I pity myself for joining. I joined because Femi Jepro called me that there was a party and when I got there, they initiated me. As I joined, they made me a member of Road Transport Workers Union at Jibowu”.

When asked about their advice to government on cultism, the trio stated that government should call for peace in the community. “They should help youths to find jobs because if they are gainfully engaged, they can’t be used for cult activities”, Sholeye said.

SUSPECT No 3

“My name is Kunle Sholeye. I am 38 years old. I attended primary and secondary schools. I am married with a child. I have never killed anybody in my life. I didn’t benefit anything from belonging to Eiye Confraternity, and I pity myself for joining. I joined because Femi Jepro called me that there was a party and when I got there, they initiated me. As I joined, they made me a member of Road Transport Workers Union at Jibowu”.

When asked about their advice to government on cultism, the trio stated that government should call for peace in the community. “They should help youths to find jobs because if they are gainfully engaged, they can’t be used for cult activities”, Sholeye said.

The confession of the leader of Berry Boys, a secret cult, who said that he joined the cult at the age of 12, may have exposed lack of parental care and decadence in the society in Nigeria.
P.M.EXPRESS reports that the 22-year-old Maliki Bello said he joined the cult group at that tender and since then he had been causing havoc and violence.

Bello was arrested alongside 11 others by operatives of the Special Strike Force on Social Miscreants of the Lagos State Police Command.
This was confirmed by the Lagos State Police spokesperson, DSP Bala Elkana, who said the dreaded cult leader was arrested on 4th February, 2020, after operatives from Itire Police Station led by the Divisional Police Officer, SP Barkfur Kromkyes, monitored his activities.
He said Bello had been on the wanted list of the Lagos State Police Command and upon his arrest he revealed that he was initiated into cultism at the age of 12 when he was in Junior Secondary School (JSS1). He further revealed that they use Facebook and other social media platforms to recruit new members.

“Maliki is the supreme leader of the notorious Berry Boys Secret Cult with operational base at Itire. He is a native of Lalopun, Kwara State but resides at No. 23 Ayinla Street, Idiaraba area of Lagos State. Maliki has been on the wanted list of the Police for violent crimes and gang clashes.”
“The suspect confessed to be responsible for series of violent attacks, murders and armed robbery incidents recorded in Idiaraba, Lawanson, Dosunmu, Ashimowo Bakare, Omo-Bola Mushin and Itire. The suspect told detectives that he was initiated into the cult at age 12 when he was in Junior Secondary School (JSS1).”

“He later rose to the number one position, mostly addressed as the supreme leader of the Berry Boys Confraternity. The gang has an official Facebook page (Bbl Baloteli) with 1,928 friends. According to Maliki, they use the Facebook page and other social media accounts to recruit new members, plan attacks and give updates to members. Discreet investigation carried out by the Police also led to the arrest of 11 other members of the cult” Bala added.

“The onslaught on social miscreants launched by the Commissioner of Police is intelligence driven, targeting mostly the leaders of the gangs and cult groups and blocking the channels through which they recruit young people. The Special Strike Force on Social Miscreants has successfully brought under control the activities of various cults and gangs in the State through well coordinated and targeted operations. The onslaught will be sustained until they are totally defeated.”

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Typical case of bkb
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFbMtVduQX0&app=desktop

Growing up in the type of neighborhood, Ebuka did what probably led him to the part of death.

Our neighborhood was pretty rough, everywhere stank of poverty. This was reflected in the way gutter overflowing with black smelling dirty water, gushing into a path leading into someone's very doorstep. Everyone live in a one room apartment, so no one is staying indoors that much.
the street is always lively, unclad children chasing themselves round a pile of decaying rubbish close to their window. Women pushing dirty breast into their latest kid's mouth while other one who is barely one and half years struggling for his own turn to suck from the same breast.

That was the type of neighborhood we lived in.--Anita said.

Everyone went to the old government secondary school somewhere around the town but just few continue with there dream of entering into the higher institution.

When my widowed mother first founded out that my brother has started smoking weeds, he was just in SS2. It wasn't much of a surprise though. In a street where a sixteen years old girl already had an active sex life, it was almost like my mother has been waiting for it to happen.

In a way she thought my brother would never start doing weed; he was too gentle for that!
what my mother didn't know was that he sold weeds too.
so when special force of police (SARS) unit in Enugu, started looking for him, he had to jump through the window to escape. That was when mother became shock to her marrow. Mother was highly disappointed. She loved my brother blindly. We were just two siblings. My brother and I.
My brother is like her last hope.

"you will grow up to become a man and bring Justice to Daddy" mother will said.
"So this is how you want to kill me!"

She had screamed at him three weeks after he returned from his hiding out in the villages when the heat has died down.

My brother always never said much, just apologised and left the house. Soon we forgot it ever happened till rumors starting flying around in my street. I remember hearing that first from my best friend Ogechi (talkative) "I heard your brother is now a hot man for the cult" Ogechi said with expression of fear and dissatisfaction.

Ogechi had a mad crush with my brother. So she had made it a point of her duty to know anything and everything about my brother. I had quarreled with her for two weeks after that.
Mother and I never believed the story.- Ebuka is too gentle for that!
Till that fateful day.

There was a playing groud in front of our house, every Sunday guys do come there to play football. I remember doing laundry just in front of the door, my brother was playing football. Occasionally I will look up to admire one of the boys I had crush on who was also playing.
I guess I was the first person to see them, about four boys slowly entered the field from difference direction.

My brother and a few other boys on the field, who I guess were also in his own fraternity saw the boys and I noticed an expression of terror across their faces, they had obviously recognized them.
Then I saw one of the boys who just entered the field, pull out his gun, people started running, my brother made to escape but ended up running into one of the other guys. At this point I was screaming wildly.

The first bullet caught him on his arm, he screamed and push the guy who shot him and turn towards another direction. He took the next bullet on his leg. He screamed out in pain, tears were running down his face now but he still managed to drag his body across the field. The next bullet went straight to his head, exploding and scattering his brain around the playing ground. One of the guys just calmly walked up to him and using the axe, butchered his head.
https://www.facebook.com/EzeobiTC/photos/life-of-a-cultista-true-life-story-by-anitagrowing-up-in-the-type-of-neighborhoo/1945209519115547/

BY VERA WISDOM-BASSEY

He used to be Nigerian politicians’ Man Friday, the ultimate Mr. Fixer in our murky world of politics. He used to kill and maim for them, at a paltry sum. If you are looking for the fastest way to eliminate a perceived formidable opponent, to pave the way for you to contest and win in an election, all you need to do is to contact Prince Samuel Godwin and his gang members (names withheld) and the job will be done for you in a jiffy.

Political killings in cold blood – those were the kinds of job that 25-year-old Godwin and his gang members used to be engaged in before he called it quits. Today, he is no more killing for politicians. In fact, he is angry with them and would not want to take up such bloody job offer any more, no matter how much you want to pay him. As Korede Bello sang in his hit song, “Godwin,” God now has the upper hands in Godwin’s life.

Journey into the world of cultism

Sharing the testimony of how he got in and out of the killer gang at a revival programme organized recently by The Lord’s Chosen Church, founded by Pastor Lazarus Muoka, Godwin attributed his “deliverance” to the prayers of his mother and the mercy of God.

Godwin, an indigene of Omoma Local Government Area in Rivers State, said he used to be a brilliant schoolboy, and was well on his way to becoming a marine engineer, his life ambition, when fate pulled a fast one on him by aborting the dream through his involvement in cult and cultism.

In fact, he was one of the brilliant students his then school principal had in mind to recommend to Shell Oil Company for scholarship to institutions of higher learning. Unfortunately, it was at that point he was lured into the cult by a classmate whose life was in danger, for failing to undergo the cult’s initiation rites, because of his asthmatic illness. He was then asked to bring a replacement to save his life. The placement turned out to be his bosom friend, Godwin.

According to Godwin the young man was asthmatic and the cult members could not initiate him but requested he gets somebody else before they could release him. So he came for him and that was how he became involved in the cult.

The first born in a family of three, he revealed that he joined the cult while in SSS 3. Then based in Port Harcourt where he used to live, he later moved to Bayelsa State where he grew through the ranks and later became the “Lord and Master” of the club/cult.

During the first attempt on him to join the club, he was offered N200, 000 but he refused. But on January 2, 2009 as he went outside the school premises to buy drug he met two men waiting outside the school gate in a car. The moment he made to pass them, they came out, reached out, grabbed him and forcibly pushed him into the car and drove off at a breakneck speed, while pointing a gun at his head. At the end of the journey, they took him to their lodge where they threatened to kill him if he refused their offer to join the club willy-nilly.

Fearing for his dear life, he readily agreed and they immediately started the process of initiation in a gruesome manner by chopping off the third finger on his right hand. Then they put underneath the bleeding finger a native pot with which they collected the blood gushing out of his hand. Next, they mixed it with gin and gave to everybody including Godwin to drink as a proof of covenant/pact he’s entered into with the cult.

For three days, he did not return home but was held at the lodge. This got his mother worried. But he was more than compensated for the loss and pain he endured when while leaving he was given N1 million naira. With the money, he went on a shopping spree for the first time in his life. On getting home his surprised mother questioned him intently on the source of the money he used in buying the items that he brought home. When he couldn’t give her convincing answer, his mother, a strong Christian, decided to distance herself from what she saw as his ill-gotten wealth. But she ceased not to pray for his repentance and conversion.

Encounters and experiences that shaped his life

Barely a year after he was trained on how to use a gun he went on his first operation with the gang, in which they were paid to wipe out the family of a Rivers State politician from Abonema. According to his testimony, after killing the man and his son, he pointed his gun at the man’s wife, intending to snuff life out of her. At that moment, the image of his mother suddenly appeared in his mind and he became weak, pulled back the gun and left.

In the second operation, there was a shoot-out with security operatives, and, out of the 12 members of the gang that were involved in the mission which took place in a swampy area where none of them knew how to negotiate their way through by swimming, only Godwin survived. But at the hospital where he was being treated for bullet wounds that he falsely claimed to have sustained from an armed robbery attack, the doctor, on discovering some inconsistencies in his story, called in police detectives. Upon closer questioning, they discovered that he was one of the armed bandits that escaped from an operation sometime ago.

He was immediately arrested, placed in police custody and later charged to court after he fully recovered. Originally sentenced to 14 years in jail, he spent one year and one month before politicians behind his escapades got a law court judge to grant him a parole.

Making of charms and the Indian mystic angle

On coming back out of jail, he was made the number one man of the gang. At this stage, he decided to go for ‘spiritual fortification’ by arming himself with charms that will make it possible for him to target police officers and politicians without being hurt or killed. To this end, he was linked with an Indian mystic who demanded N20 million from him before he could prepare such charms for him. As he did not have such amount of money anywhere, he contacted a popular politician (names withheld) who gave him the money and he paid.

According to him, the mystic presented him with a coffin and asked him to lie in it. As he did, he suddenly found himself in India, although still wearing the same clothes he wore in Nigeria when he entered the man’s temple. Initially, he found himself inside a building, but as soon as the door was shut, the place became a forest. And inside the place was a pool of water. He was asked to enter into it. He did but surprisingly the water did not wet either his skin or clothes. Afterward, he was given the power he so much desired but with some stringent conditions for keeping it. At the end of the rite he was given a ring to wear as amulet.

Among the conditions:
(1) he must not eat any food cooked or prepared by a woman
(2) he must not engage in sex act with a woman
(3) he must not cross a woman’s urine. “How would you know a woman’s urine,” he asked rhetorically, “for me, it was a problem. I was told to be paying N400, 000 every month for the renewal of the charm’s potency.”

As a result of the conditions, he took to sleeping from one hotel to another but he was not sleeping with the prostitutes he met there, nor eating anything cooked by a woman. Instead, he took to buying noodles from Mallams and cooking and eating. Sometimes, he would also go to their joints to drink tea with bread they are selling. He did not drink sachet water so that he would not come in contact with a woman. Rather, he used plastic bottle to fetch tap water which he drank.

Godwin recalls: “After that, I had powers and money was coming to me as much as I needed because nobody could arrest me. In fact, they could not see me to arrest even if they come. If we were robbing, nobody would see me. One day, when I got to a bank to open an account, I saw the Indian man following me. But nobody saw him except me. He told me that a bullion van would be leaving the bank that day at three o’clock. So I quickly rounded off my transactions so that I could go get my gun and rob the bullion van. There was serious traffic jam on the road. This made the bullion van to follow one way. The moment I opened fire, everybody ran helter skelter including the policemen. That way I was able to stop the van and empty its content into the vehicle I used to block its way.”

Dirty and deadly games Nigerian politicians play

He says he’d lost count of people he killed after he acquired powers. “They were probably hundreds.” Talking about the cult, he avows the members’ job was to “assassinate people; they are paid by politicians to assassinate political opponents. Once they are on a mission they accomplish their mission.” He says of the cult founded in 1999 that, “when any politician calls them on any mission they quickly respond.”

Today, Godwin who claims to be born again after an angel reportedly appeared to him in a dream and warned him to quit the business and surrender his life to God, confesses that he hates politicians with a passion. “The cult was established because of the politicians,” he insists. “They use Nigerian youths to kill innocent Nigerians for sacrifice and at the end of the day they (politicians) would donate N500, 000 to the families of any of the members of the gang who lost his life in the process. The money they give to the family of our deceased members would still go back to them by spiritual means. I am coming from there, so I know what games politicians play when it comes to matters of money.”
https://www.sunnewsonline.com/confession-of-25-year-old-ex-cultist/

Becoming a cultist was his dream
He didn't think about the downside
He just wanted power
He wanted the influence
He wanted the babes
He wanted the glamour
He wanted the deference
He wanted it all!
His bunkmate in secondary school planted the seed. He talked about cultists in certain Universities he knew. He talked about the fear and terror they
unleashed on university campuses. His bunkmate was a compelling storytellerThe type that seemed to tell a story over and over
And you just want to listen to it again and again He mentioned the cult clashes The way some cult factions killed leaders of other cult factions
He talked about the ones that couldn't be killed with bullets and other weapons Those ones whose heads had to be smashed before they could die Heroes and Villains was the colour He talked about a male hostel where cultists throw their adversaries into the well
He talked about canals and forests He talked about sudden disappearances and the rest He was obsessed with cultism and he made his
obsession infectious Then they brought a guy to their school"Irunmale" a former cultist who has given his life to Christ!

Irunmale spoke of his daring exploits. It was like watching a James Bond movie. He said he walked through walls to talk to the vice-chancellor of the University he was attending! He talked about killing, maiming, and determining the destiny of other people. Just by being a cultist! It was the church that brought him Their aim was to convince them not to join any cult because cults are dangerous. But it had the opposite effect on Him He wanted to take the place of Irunmale He wanted to be the "Kunrunmi" of cultism The criminal generalissimo, don and capon of the criminal underworld!He set his heart on it! But he didn't know how to go about it
When he finished secondary school He gained admission into the university. He started frolicking the dark places mixing with the dark characters
Expecting a summon, an invitation, a sign He wanted to be initiated so badly He was willing to pay for it! He picked up all the habits he thought
would be required to prove he was a tough guy He started smoking cannabis and drinking heavily
He was always involved in one brawl or the other He would sit at the back of the classroom and harass ladies and other students Rumours started floating about him that he was a cultist He loved it! He told his roommates tales of his adventures He built the myth and it was very easy for the stories to stick because of his lifestyle!

A female student approached him one day and gave him a business card He was to call the phone number on the card by 1 AM the next night
He did! The voice told him to there will be an initiation into a certain cult at 1 AM on the following week! The voice told him it will be a strongman event and many who walked into the initiation ceremony might end up being buried
"We only take the strong and the able, we eliminate the weak and the feeble" The Voice told him the initiation ceremony will happen somewhere in Osun State! He was given a venue and time.He packed his bags the next morning! He went straight to a village in Osun State He had been told of a herbalist who had a reputation for turning mortals into demons!

As soon as he told the herbalist what he wanted the process began! He was given the full dose He ate concoctions, was given incisions,
sat on mortars and had a series of demonic baths! After five days without food and water except for alligator pepper and incantations, he was shot at and the bullet bounced back! He was hacked by cutlasses to no effect He had become an initiate. A custodian of demons and demonic substance!
He left the grove in the wee hours of the sixth day! He boarded a bus from the Oshogbo. It was one of those buses that would drive through the city looking for early morning passengers who didn't want to waste time at the motor park He was the first person on the bus and chose a choice seat in front of the vehicle! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt was "chasing a babe" at Obafemi Awolowo University at the time! The lady was celebrating her birthday and he had to be there! The brother in Jeans and T-shirt took the last seat on the bus! The brother in Jeans and T-shirt sat in the middle seat in between the driver and the "cult" boy The journey commenced! They took the Gbongan Oshogbo roadTwenty-minutes into the journey they came across a highway patrol The police officers on duty stopped the bus and engaged the driver. The conversation dragged on and on Suddenly the bus conductor panicked He opened the door of the bus, jumped down and ran into the forest His movement distracted the police officers. Some ran after him into the forest. The driver also took advantage of the distraction. He jumped down and ran into the forest too. The other passengers jumped down and ran off too. The time was around 8 AM. Apparently, they had boarded a bus full of a criminal gang of escaped convicts! It all happened in the twinkle of an eye They were in the middle of nowhere! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt were the last two remaining, they alighted from the bus. The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt asked him where he was going He said "Ile-ife! I have a meeting later tonight" The brother in Jeans and T-shirt told him he was going to celebrate a babe he was chasing at OAU! The babe was a law student at the time and very Born Again! She would be clocking 23! They walked away from the police checkpoint hoping to get another bus that would convey them to their destination. As they talked, he asked the Brother in Jeans and T-shirt why he was not scared when the criminals started jumping off the bus. The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt asked him the same question. He told the Brother in Jeans and T-shirt about his newfound power It gave him confidence, power, dread over his enemies, invincibility, immortality and superiority! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt started laughing. "You have been deceived! You don't have any power!" shouted the Brother in Jeans and T-shirt. He didn't like that!

The fact that a novice would rubbish his hard earned power so easily! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt said "I sneaked
out of my school yesterday came to Oshogbto see a friend and I am now on my way to Ile-ife to see a lady I admire! You were just coming from the power grove! And yet, the two of us are here, side by side, isn't that evidence enough that you didn't have any power? He said: My powers will manifest if people want to hurt me but I can also do an incantation and make things happen! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt said "Do the incantation" He opened his mouth, but the words got stuck in his throat! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt expected him to say something but he didn't! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt also kept quiet! They had been walking for almost twenty minutes. A bus arrived!
They boarded it and got to Ile Ife about an hour later. No further words were exchanged between them! When the Brother In Jeans and T-shirt got to Moremi hall, he saw the lady! He took her to Golden Mother restaurant! They celebrated her birthday cheerfully He left her school at 4pm He had to be back in Bowen University before 6pm! He forgot all about the incidence! Two days later, the Brother in Jeans and T-shirt was in school when he was notified that he had visitors at the school gate! When he got there, he saw the "cult" boy! and an elderly man who introduced himself as the cult boy's Father (From the way the man was dressed, he was of another religion). He had not been able to speak for three days! Not one word! He had gone back to the grove and tried other means but nothing worked He was advised to seek out the "person" he offended! He came to apologise for his misdeeds! The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt was taken by surprise! Nothing that happened was planned or rehearsed! Even he didn't know what had happened! "Would you like to accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and saviour?" The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt asked him The "cult boy" nodded! The brother in Jeans and T-shirt laid hands on him and commanded his tongue to be loosed! It was loosed immediately!

The "cult boy" was shocked! He said "He wanted to say some incantations to show off his newfound power, but while the words were in his mind, he couldn't open his mouth at all to speak! That was why he kept quiet! He said he tried to speak when he got to
Ile-Ife but the words refused to come out He couldn't participate in the initiation ceremony He returned to the grove the next morning
He was told he had offended someone and only the person can set him free That was why he went home to get his Father! He was hoping that the presence of His Father would sway the brother in Jeans and T-shirt to forgive him. He acknowledged that he really didn't have any power
The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt hugged him "I love you, and I was not offended at all" The cult boy started crying! With tears in his eyes, he renounced his past deeds and gave his life to Jesus! Confessing that Jesus is indeed Lord of all!


PS: The cult boy is now a missionary spreading the fragrance of Christ in the countries of West Africa! His father and siblings (His mother died when he was much younger have all given their lives to Christ through his ministry) Conjurers and sorcerers can do a little trick here and there!
But when Jesus shows up! Or when a believer shows up! Everything bows! Jesus is not a joke or an exclamation! In the life of a believer, he awakens great powers and abilities in us that we do not even know we have!
Let every other name fade away...

(This event happened in 2007)
The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt didn't marry the lady (It wasn't meant to be) She is happily married He is happily married too Cultism is a waste of time and destiny.If you are a cultist and you're reading this
You really need to turn from that dead-end. Call on Jesus now! He will turn your life around right now!
https://www.gbengawemimo.com/post/the-cultist

It is now glaring that secret cults and her members permeate the entire Nigerian society from high school students to Governors and law makers. Cultism has moved from who controls the campus to who controls the State and Federal Houses of Assemblies, Reps, Senators, Governors and other public offices.
Surprisingly enough, no Nigerian State or National leader past or present has had the political will or moral prowess to stop or at least decisively deal with the menace. Yes, cultism has become a menace to the Nigerian society. Cultism has been incentivized by Nigerian politicians and glamorized by low-life members. These cult members are psychologically depraved, unconscientiously ruinous and emotionally bankrupt with no value for human life.

From Rivers to Edo State Houses of Assembly, we have seen again and again how cultists have hijacked the governments. It is no longer an intellectual law-making debates or supremacy of ideas that take place in our Houses of Assemblies or the people’s business in Government Houses. It is now about which cult group carries the day. What transpired in Rivers State House of Assembly on July 9th and 10th is just a tip of the iceberg.

Sadly, it is only in Nigeria that these low-lives behave like emperors and warlords. Once they cross the shores of Nigeria, they become vegetative and useless to themselves. They cannot function productively. That is the case of a cult member (maybe former member(s)) I overheard in a restaurant in New York.

For the sake of clarity, I will describe those discussing as friend 1 and friend 2.
Friend 1: “O boy, this America self, it dey slow man well well ooo.”
Friend 2: “My brother, no be small something.”
Friend 1: “Sometimes I go look myself and say na me be dis?”
Friend 2: “Wetin we go do?”
Friend 1: “Before I leave naija, even wey I no dey work, I get reach 1.5 million naira for hand. Then election just finish. We get money well well from the election from LEVELs matter to run show. But for America you go work work you cannot even boast of $1,000 for account.”
Friend 2: “Man no dey get all those kind quick quick side money for America. Even the credit card runs wey boys be dey do don dabaru.”
Friend 1: “It get as it go be men, I go just go back to Naija. Some of my small boys dey ride Pajero Jeep now for runs wey dem do for the last election. You know how much for tear rubber Pajero wey dem get?”
Friend 2: “I hear too oo. So that rumor na true?”
Friend 1: “Na true na. You be think say na lie? This my guy so we be room-mate for campus then.”
Friend 2: “Thank God you just remind me. How far for your school? You don fit finish the program?”
Friend 1: “Finish wetin? I no sure if I go even fit go back to the school again. My GPA too low so dem put me on probation”. Since then, I no fit go back again. I try make I jack jack I no fit my brother. Family wahala for Naija come join am. Bring money bring money na him dem know.”
Friend 2: “I understand brother. If na Naija now we for send MEN make dem go talk to the lecturers na.”
Friend 1: “Wetin we dey talk since? I for don finish the school tay tay na if na Naija”. America men, person no fit try those kind thing.”
Friend 2: “Exactly the same thing na him happen to Sunday wey he dey New Jersey. Guy man finally lock up for school matter”.
Friend 1: “Like say I fit finish the school men, I for don get better job by now. I dey dodge when I see some people wey we be start life together for America wey dem fit finish school. Dem get good jobs and dey make better money.”
Friend 2: “It go be, it go be.”
Friend 1:”You hear say all those boys just dey pluck each other again for naija? You hear wetin happen for Benin?”
Friend 2: “Na dem know oo. Man don do that one pass. If dem wan kill themselves, make dem dey do am for there. I dey think how I want take better for here na him I go come get time for CONFRA matter?”
Friend 1: “ O boy if person dey that Naija, na him he get time for useless things. For here you no get time to waste for useless things.”
Friend 2: “If I leave here, na work I dey go till tomorrow morning. You know say weekend like this, all this America people dey like to enjoy. Dem go call off. So I dey always get overtime to work for weekend. Tomorrow na 16 hours I go work.”
Friend 1: ”That overtime na him dey still dey make man fit get extra change oo.”
Friend 2: “I dey go. We go talk later. Bye bye.”
Friend 1: “Me go leave here now once I finish this beer. Bye bye.”

Obviously, you can tell that these guys are frustrated because they cannot unleash their salvage cultist activities in the US. Unfortunately, there are no professors for cultists to intimidate in America to pass their courses. You fail, you fail, you pass you pass.

There are no politicians in America to give them cash and buy them guns and SUVs to kill and maim people. Any attempt or group of attempts or attempted attempts, America will prosecute you to the fullest extent of the law.

So, my question for young Nigerians that have taken to cultism and those want-to-be cultists is simple: Does it make sense to join a nocturnal group that will not add any value to your life and will in all likelihood shorten your life on Earth?

If becoming a cult member will only provide temporary youthful exuberance and euphoria in Nigeria and cannot add value to your life outside that environment, then Cultism is useless and even more useless to Nigerians in the United States and those that plan to immigrate out of Nigeria someday.
God bless you and may God bless the Federal Republic of Nigeria.

Paul Omoruyi
Blog (www.diasporascope.com)