NiCurious:


wrong mention?

A serious case of Dyslexia

Good evening guys

What can make one keep dreaming of himself in the past.

I think I had a dream like that of seeing myself in university I left years ago.

Or is it because I don't have job for over 4 years after university.

Can some advice me on what to do

ambient:


Alot of strange shadows,laughter from our toilet,once the laughter start my mum will quickly shut the toilet door then bring in a pail into our room for the poo and peeing,it really affected my younger brother alwayd having conversation with spirits anytime he gets tired of playing and he tell them to leave him he must convuls.
Our dog was the best thing that happened to us there,we were eating atbour passage one night my younger brother just stop eating stare into the darkness outside and rushed out,we were too scared to go after him(not our fault and parents were not around) do you know that it was our dog that went outside to the darkness and dragged him inside(he was 4),me and my sister shit our pants that day. The dog was so brave.we packed out the next week and my dad sold the house to someone else.
I was driving past that place last year on my way yo festac and i saw that the house was still that way no changes.i pity the new owners.

What breed was the dog pls?

justdream:


Wow already in love with that Dog. What breed is it? Is it still alive?

okikiosibodu:

What breed was the dog pls?

It has a fawn or golden colour all through very big,i keep asking my mum what breed she couldnt get it right.it was a gift from her indian boss when she was working for him.it fell from a storey building and broke its leg my mum took it and fixed the leg,her boss didnt have any chioce but to give her the puppy.

My dad sold it when we relocated,trust me when i say my mum never forgive him reach now....lol

ambient:


It has a fawn or golden colour all through very big,i keep asking my mum what breed she couldnt get it right.it was a gift from her indian boss when she was working for him.it fell from a storey building and broke its leg my mum took it and fixed the leg,her boss didnt have any chioce but to give her the puppy.

My dad sold it when we relocated,trust me when i say my mum never forgive him reach now....lol

Lol. Do you by chance have the pic?

executive12:


Just being curious, what's BCS? Do you really believe that he became wealthy by belonging to a cult? If belonging to a cult makes people wealthy, like your landlord, why would you not join him and become wealthy too by killing snakes and rearing some strange creatures. It seems to me a very easy way to get rich. According to you, he's an illiterate. Some of us have spent more than 20 years going to school and yet are still struggling just to feed.

Wanna join in?
DM me, will show you the quickest way possible

EzekielMab:
Good evening guys

What can make one keep dreaming of himself in the past.

I think I had a dream like that of seeing myself in university I left years ago.

Or is it because I don't have job for over 4 years after university.

Can some advice me on what to do

You must pray against the spirit of setback and demotion.

The white call it white magic while they tag ours as black magic.

thundafire:
in Calabar abi

Uyo

EzekielMab:
Good evening guys

What can make one keep dreaming of himself in the past.

I think I had a dream like that of seeing myself in university I left years ago.

Can some advice me on what to do

The dream means backwardness and it makes it impossible to make progress when your life has been so programmed from the spiritual realm.

SOLUTION
Be genuinely born again. Go into an MFM church and narrate your ordeal to the pastor. He will pray with you and also give you prayer points.

Wow! Such an interesting read. I have witnessed the juju first hand and would say It's real to anyone who wants to believe believe or not.

Prokaryote:
The white call it white magic while they tag ours as black magic. My story:
While I was in school, my hostel was always besieged with consistent robbery and cult molestation, somehow the place was like a jungle. I told my uncle when i came home and he gave me a small seal this he tested by burning in hot charcoal with no single tread getting burnt after 30 minute.
I took this seal with me to school as protection, lo and behold, I always escape attack or robbery from this night marauders whenever they come visiting. It got to a point my room became the refugee camp for my hostel mate,once u are with me no robbery or attack will come near u. They will rob every room and bypass my room, I became so untouchable to cultist since I vowed never to belong to any rather insure myself against them.
I relocated from the hostel and lost the seal after going against the instruction of not having sex with the seal in my pocket.
In nutshell, this thing exist but in most cases intoxicate the custodian of the culture making them to misbehave.
In all, the word of God is above any juju.

Wow, not having sex........

The seal vanished or lost its potency?

SweetiliciousD:


Wow, not having sex........

The seal vanished or lost its potency?

na vanished o, I no see am again.

BlissB:
Guy, after reading this, I go pack all my slippers when day outside enter house...... i'm fond of leaving my footwears outside but today e stop

tey tey, i learn from hostel

kingxsamz:


Transmission ko.

my people perish because of lack of knowledge.

One is living opposote me right now. She always sweeps her door before stepping out. Not her room, her door.

Person wey steal una destiny is still a tiler


Receive sense.

Lol

DropsMic:
When i was a student in UNN there was a time i was broke as hell... Had no valuable asset on me whatsoever except my phone... So naturally son of man decided to sell it so that he could keep body and soul together from the proceeds

But trouble struck...

The very day i was supposed to sell the phone, na that very day person sneak into my room steal am

I was livid, i asked my friends, my roommate and everyone in my lodge but they all denied...

Then a friend of mine told me not to worry that he was going to take me somewhere and that the person who stole the phone go come out..

Desperate times calls for desperate measures.

I followed the guy to the place.. When we entered i was flabbergasted.. First the native doctor was a woman and second she had a very gigantic picture of Jesus Christ on her wall...

After explaining to the woman what happened. She told me to write the names of the people I'm suspecting.

Being a veey skeptical man.. I didn't want to make her job easy.. So wrote down the names of everyone who had ever stepped foot in my room.. Altogether i wrote about 12 names in separate papers, folded and handed it to the woman.

After doing her incantations she randomly selected 4 names and said to me... One of them took your phone. Go back and ask them one by one. If they all deny it come back.. I will strike whoever took it with Ibi (Igbo word).

I thanked her and left the shrine with my friend. Immediately i got outside i unfolded the paper containing the names of the four suspects and voila.. All of them na my roommates (that was when it dawned on me that this was no Childs play), But out of the four three traveled so it was remaining just one (mr j).

To end the story, mr j confessed when i approached him, and paid me the exact amount i intended selling it for.

Nnsuka! centre of powers lol.