₦airaland Forum

Christmas is the most widely celebrated event, not only in Christianity, but also throughout the world – even amongst non-Christians; celebrated, as it is, by an estimated 2.2 billion Christians worldwide (thirty-one per cent of the world’s human population). It is an annual festival commemorating the birth of Jesus Christ, observed primarily on the twenty-fifth of December as a religious and cultural celebration among billions of people around the globe. The day on which it is celebrated (known as Christmas Day) is a public holiday in many of the world’s nations; celebrated religiously by a vast majority of Christians, as well as culturally by very many non-Christians – and it forms an integral part of the holiday season centred around it.

The celebratory customs associated in various countries with Christmas have a mix of pre-Christian, Christian, and secular themes and origins. Popular modern customs of the holiday include gift-giving, completing an Advent calendar or Advent wreath, Christmas music and carolling, lighting a Christingle, viewing a Nativity play, exchange of Christmas cards, church services, special meals, pulling Christmas crackers and the display of various Christmas decorations – including Christmas trees, Christmas lights, Nativity scenes, garlands, wreaths, mistletoe, and holly. In addition (and being that which most concerns this Word) several closely-related and often interchangeable figures – known as Santa Claus, Father Christmas, Saint Nicholas, and Christkind – are associated with bringing gifts to children during the Christmas season, and have their own body of traditions and lore. Because gift-giving and many other aspects of the Christian festival involve heightened economic activity, the holiday has become a significant event and a key sales period for retailers and businesses. The economic impact of Christmas has therefore grown steadily over the past few centuries in many regions of the world.

However, Christmas has not always been a reputable celebration. Associating it with drunkenness and other types of misbehaviour, the Puritans banned Christmas in the seventeenth century. Condemnation of Christmas was prevalent among the seventeenth century English Puritans and Dutch Calvinists, who banned the holiday on the basis of its being either Pagan or Roman Catholic. The American colonies established by these groups reflected this view. Tolerance for Christmas increased after the Restoration, but the Puritan opposition to the holiday persisted in New England for almost two centuries. It was restored as a legal holiday in 1660, but remained disreputable for a while even after then.

And that brings us to the major reason for this Word. Santa Claus (also known as Saint Nicholas, Kris Kringle, Father Christmas, or simply Santa). A legendary figure originating in Western Christian culture, said to bring gifts to the homes of well-behaved (“good” and “nice”) children, on Christmas Eve (twenty-fourth of December) and during the early morning hours of Christmas Day.

In Nigeria especially, and also throughout the whole world, Father Christmas is synonymous with giving. He is supposed to mirror selfless giving, and thereby reflect that which Jesus Christ is supposed to have done – come down to earth to give his life for the world. Thus in Nigeria, there have always been all sorts of Father Christmas “shows” – where a fat, jovial man is dressed up in the traditional attire of Santa Claus; to hand out gifts to children. And that brings us once more to the root of this Word.

Was Jesus Christ a Santa Claus? Did Jesus Christ come to give all his to the world, in return for absolutely nothing?

When I was young (as a child, and in my adolescence) one who was not only what would be termed a “selfless giver,” but who had also suffered as a consequence of thereby giving “for free,” was often referred to by my peers as a “Father Christmas.” To further illustrate the disdain with which he would be derided, the Yoruba would say of such a person, “Eni t’o ba s’ore, t’o daran; ko m’ore e se.” (He who does good, and suffers as a consequence; knows not how to do good). Thus, such a person would then be referred to as a Father Christmas – for that is all that Jesus is supposed to have done…..did good, and suffered as a consequence.

I was born into what would be seen as a Christian family. I grew up to become, for quite a number of years, a serious Christian. I renounced the Christian faith in September, 2009; to be as precise as I can be – almost a decade or so ago. And, today, I can no longer celebrate Christmas. But, not just due to my having renounced Christianity. And definitely not due to drunkenness, or any other vice given as reason for denouncing the celebration – be it by Puritan, be it by Calvinist.

Why, then (you may want to ask of me) do I celebrate Christmas no more?

Because their Lord Jesus Christ was definitely not a Father Christmas. And if not for that which is written, this being,

“And we know that in all things GOD works for the good of those who love Him;”

Jesus would not only have died a shame, but he would have died also in vain.

For he loved GOD. And therefore GOD worked for his good. And thus, where all his enemies sought for his shame – up to the extent where he was even hung on a tree, that he may be then rendered accursed; as it is written,

“he that is hanged is accursed of GOD;”

even then, GOD made of his shame the same – yesterday, and today, and forever.

However, that is by the way. For it answers not thy question.

Why can I never celebrate Christmas, ever again?

I repeat, because Jesus Christ was not a Father Christmas.

The world plundered him of his – even as it is written,

“they divide my garments among them,
and for my raiment they cast lots;”

and then claimed that he it was that gave freely, and that is where the myth of the jolly giver that Father Christmas is supposed to be rose from. The myth of the “free giver” striving to deceive those that do not know, into believing the opposite of that which Jesus wished upon those he knew would take his life – this being,

“He will put those wretches to a miserable death;”

striving to have the blind believe Jesus was a man of peace – even after he had stated clearly, and with word,

“Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword;”

striving to make the naïve believe that Jesus came to give all he had for every one on earth, when it is clearly written of his word,

“I pray not for the world, but for them which Thou hast given me;”

and where he just as clearly described those that The LORD gave unto him as,

“They (that) are not of the world, even as I am not of the world;”

and where it has been just as clearly written of the world,

“Know ye not that friendship of the world is enmity with GOD? whosoever therefore will be a friend of the world is the enemy of GOD;”

and where he clearly told his, of this same world,

“be of good cheer, I have overcome the world;”

and where it has been just as clearly stated of those who throng after Jesus (be it in his generation, or today – in all that which thou canst see today as the Church) those who pursue him under the pretext of following him,

“to them it has not been given (to know the secrets of the Kingdom of Heaven)……That is why I speak to them in parables, because seeing they do not see, and hearing they do not hear, nor do they understand. With them indeed is fulfilled the prophecy of Isaiah which says:

“You shall indeed hear but never understand,
and you shall indeed see but never perceive.”

That is the Jesus Christ that the Christian of this generation will have you believe (even when not in so many words) was no more than a “Father Christmas” that came to give everything for the world, in return for absolutely nothing. He did come to give, true; but only to “them which Thou hast given me.” As it is written,

“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

“Ye are my friends, if ye do whatever I command you.”

And if he commands his friends that “whosoever therefore will be a friend of the world is the enemy of GOD;” and if he assured them also that he has “overcome the world;” where then is the Father Christmas he is supposed to be – that came to give all his for the world that is such an adversary, it is said to have been overcome; and, in return for absolutely nothing?

Only, I assure thee, in the cunningly conceived plots of they that say,

“Who can see us?
Who can search out our crimes?
We have thought out a cunningly conceived plot.”

And they have indeed thought out a cunningly conceived plot, having seen in Adedotun The Ikoro one they would be another Father Christmas – like they claim The Christ was. Even where they should know that he will definitely not be a Father Christmas in absolutely any way whatsoever, they continue to see, without perceiving, and to hear, without understanding – their hearts remain calloused, their ears remain dull, their eyes remain closed; that they may then present before him sacrifices of flesh like unto the seven hundred wives and three hundred concubines with which they were able to placate Solomon over the evil done unto his father. From marriage alliances such as that with the daughter of Pharaoh, to the levies with which “they brought tributes and served Solomon all the days of their life;” they did seek to console Solomon. However, they never could sooth David, who – as it is written – slew them so thoroughly (“And David smote the land, and left neither man nor woman alive”) again and again, and even yet again; until it is finally written of him, “And The LORD brought the fear of him upon all nations.”

Ye have heard that it is said by business schools all over the world, Absolutely nothing is free. And I say unto thee, Not even salvation comes for free. For even the salvation wrought by the hands of The Christ would that thou “go forth to him outside the camp, and bear the abuse he endured.” The early Christians knew this. However, Christians will no longer tell you this in any church. Rather (instead of glorying, as does Paul and The Ikoro; of labours more abundant, of stripes above measure, of prisons more frequent, of deaths oft) all they glory of is of their power and their prosperity – their mansions, their jets, their limousines. For GOD is no longer with Christianity.

And thus, all the Church of this generation will have you know of The Christ is that he gave his life for you – for free; that ye then might have all power and prosperity in that which is no lasting city, rather than be of the brotherhood of sufferings of which the early Christians were made – who sought the city which is to come. And now, they seek in Ikoro Iyineleda a Father Christmas like unto that which they have made of the Son of David; saying unto him (even if not exactly saying it unto him; for they ever strive to give without giving – that they may then rape, rob, defraud, and deny; and consequently claim that they have been given) “You are kind.”

Sorry. I am not kind. I am not a Father Christmas. And thou wilt continue to see without perceiving, and to hear without understanding; your hearts will forever remain calloused, your ears will forever be dull, your eyes will forever be closed – otherwise you would see with your eyes, hear with your ears, understand with your hearts; and turn, and be delivered.

Hast thou now perfected the cunning in thy conceived plots – to that extent where thou divides amongst thee and thine the garments and raiment that would cover the nudity of not only my body, but also my mind, and my actions, and my possessions? Hast thou now perfected the cunning in thy conceived plots – to that extent where that which is to be concealed of mine by garments and raiment is now divided amongst thee and thine, with all the honour that the fool will say exists not amongst thieves? Hast thou now thereby plundered of so much of that of mine which is holy, and those of mine which are pearls; that not only does family ask derisively of me, “Now that we have stolen everything, what are you going to do?” but those of thee and thine like unto Moslems now brag arrogantly that “We have gotten all that which you would have gotten,” and those of thee and thine like unto Christians now boast insolently of thy being “farther” to me? And dost thou now say unto me, “Thou art kind;” all because I appeal for justice and judgment to human authorities that are,

“wicked rulers…….framing mischief by statute?”

Sorry. Pele. Even Jesus wanted war. As it is written,

“Then will appear the sign of the Son of Man in Heaven, and then all the tribes of the earth will mourn.”

And then again,

“And shall not GOD avenge His own elect, which cry day and night unto Him, though He bear long with them?

“I tell you that He will avenge them speedily.”

And even yet again,

“I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.”

Thus, I celebrate today neither Christmas nor (most especially) Father Christmas – and I never again will. For both are a cunning mockery of the vengeance that Jesus sought for his, and of the justice he was meant to give. That both this vengeance and this justice were thwarted by the cunningly conceived plots of the adversary is proven by the disdain with which the world (and, even, most especially, all that is the Christianity of this generation) regards The Christ as no more than a generous Father Christmas – even clapping for him in their churches, as though all his sufferings whilst alive is now no more than entertainment to them.

Over two thousand years after he confirmed the justice in the words, “He will put those wretches to a miserable death;” the adversary he would be thereby overcome deride the conquest credited to him, by applauding the anguish that was his on the cross – even in those very gatherings proclaimed to be his! And all because of the word that is the swan song of the ugly duckling; when truly Christian, and definitely no Masculinist:

“Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”

Over two thousand years after he gave so much, that which he gave has had so much given back unto him – good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over – that his abundant charity has the term “Father Christmas” be with the stigma of derision and disdain, and not even in those gatherings only that lay claim to that which he gave.

Father, forgive them not; for – ever from Moses, to the prophets, to the resurrection of The Christ – they always know that which they do.

Jesus was neither kind, nor a Father Christmas – at least, not with the interpretation with which the word “kind” is used to describe Adedotun The Ikoro. And neither is Ikoro Iyineleda kind, nor is he a Father Christmas. For he came not to give to the world, but to his own.

Thou may continue to say unto me, “Thou art kind.” Thou may continue to deceive thyself. Thou may continue to look upon me as a Father Christmas, giving all thee and thine that which thou plundered of me. Thou may continue to deceive thyself. Thou may continue to believe I will even be like unto Solomon, who accepted thy sacrifices of feast and flesh – thy sacrifices of levies and tributes and “seven hundred wives and three hundred concubines.” Thou may continue to deceive thyself.

Even as I have gone forth to him outside the camp, and I have borne the abuse he endured; even so do I say unto all thee and thine,

I will pursue my enemies and overtake them;
and I will not turn back till they are
consumed.
I will thrust them through so that they will never be
able to rise;
they will fall under my feet.
For GOD does gird me with strength for the
battle;
GOD does make my assailants sink under
me.
GOD does make my enemies turn their
backs to me;
and those who hate me, I destroy.
They will cry for help, but there will be none to
save;
they will cry to The LORD, but He will not
answer them.
I will beat them fine as dust before the wind;
I will cast them out like the mire of the
streets.
Masculinism will rejoice when he sees the
vengeance;
he will bathe his feet in the blood of the
wicked.
Men will say, “Surely there is a reward for
the righteous;
surely there is a God Who judges on
earth.”

Ikoro Iyineleda (25th of December, 2018).

And therefore, now that it has been made obvious that Ikoro Iyineleda is going to shake the dust of the land off his feet, against the land of Ikadan (by leaving the land as soon as he's through with his Masters programme at the University of Ibadan School of Business) the evil and the wicked that throng the accursed land have once more began to say,

"Who can search out our crimes?
We have thought out a cunningly conceived plot;"

as they conclude that it is now their lot to either pursue me to wherever it is that I re-locate to, or slay me; and then replace me with an alter-ego - even as Mohammadu Buhari is said to have been replaced with a certain Jubril from the land of Sudan; even as Muyiwa Sanda is said to have been replaced (approximately three decades ago) by a certain Akinade that could even have it in him to pray that I fail my first attempt at the Joint Admissions and Matriculation Board examination, and still have me call him "Daddy."

Gaisi de he bei zuzhou de!!

I laugh in Chinese.

Over a decade ago, wast thou not asking insolently of me that,

"Now that we have stolen everything, what are you going to do?"

Hast thy Christians (they that have been stalking me for two decades now, if not more) not told me that they are now "farther;" obviously due to that which thou hast plundered of that of mine which is holy, of those of mine which are pearls?

Hast thy Moslems (they that have been stalking me for two decades now, if not more) not told me that they have gotten all that I would have gotten; also obviously due to that which thou hast plundered of that of mine which is holy, of those of mine which are pearls?

And hast thy "natives" not disdainfully derided me as not only being the "poorest" man in thy land, but being also "lower" than they are?

Despite all, now that I'm going to wipe the dust of thy land off my feet (in all its entirety; be it literally, or figuratively) thou intends to pursue me?

I thought thou had stolen everything!

And truly, truly, I say unto thee, it shall be more tolerable on the day of judgment for the land of Sodom and Gomor'rah than for thy land.

Ni bei zuzhou he zuzhou!!

With all due sincerity, I do laugh at thee all in Chinese.

Ikoro Iyineleda (December, 2018).

Hear this Word which I take up over you in exultation, O nation of Nigeria:

"Fallen, no more to rise,
is the nation of Nigeria;
forsaken on her land,
with none to raise her up."

For thus says The LORD GOD:
"Boko Haram is just the beginning.
The city that went forth a thousand
shall have a hundred left,
and that which went forth a hundred
shall have ten left
to the house of Nigeria."

For thus says The LORD to the generation of
Ikoro Iyineleda:
"Seek Me and live;
but do not seek Ibadan,
and do not enter into Nigeria
or cross over to Ikadan;
for Nigeria shall surely go into exile,
and Ibadan shall come to naught."

For The LORD GOD will stretch out His hands against
Nigeria,
and The LORD will destroy Ibadan;
and He will make Ibadan a desolation,
a dry waste like the desert.
Herds shall lie down in the midst of it,
all the beasts of the field;
the vulture and the hedgehog
shall lodge in its capitals;
the owl shall hoot in the window,
the raven croak on the threshold;
for its cedar work will be laid bare -
even as it laid bare the nudity of Ikoro Iyineleda;
be it the nudity of his body,
or the nudity of his mind,
or the nudity of his actions,
or the nudity of his possessions.

This is the exultant city
that dwelt secure,
that said to itself,
"I am now London;"
that said to itself,
"I am, and there is none else."
What a desolation it has become,
a lair for wild beasts!
Every one who passes by it
hisses and shakes his fist.

By faith Moses, when he was grown up, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh's daughter, choosing rather to share ill-treatment with the people of GOD, than to enjoy the fleeting pleasures of sin.
- The Bible.

After six years in primary school, after six years in high school, after six years as an undergraduate, after two post-graduate diplomas, after over thirteen years of experience as a civil servant; "school" - whatsoever it may actually be - now wants to pull me into its fold, apparently.

Sorry. You had me know "You no need am" for two decades, and more. You had me know "E too late" for two decades, and more. Now, I will like thee to know the same thing. "I no need am." "E too late."

That I will fall into thy fold is an assumption that proves how empty-headed is the folly set in thy many high places - even as Solomon has testified to. After having been raped, robbed, ridiculed, threatened, insulted, afflicted, abused, plundered, defrauded, denied, and scourged mercilessly by all thee and thine for at least two decades, and obviously much more; thou believes Ikoro Iyineleda will now eagerly dance into thy arms?

I would have advised you to think again. But thou art incapable of thought. However, at least thou now understands the English Language - even those of thine that were once believed to be illiterates, but are now known as "natives;" due to the lack of conscience with which thou used the head of The Ikoro - therefore, thou art advised to read the words below.....

By faith, I, Ikoro Iyineleda - now I am grown up - refuse to be called a son of Ibadan, a son of Yoruba, a son of Nigeria; choosing rather to suffer affliction with all of Masculinism, than be of thy evil and thy wicked.

Had I seen any sign of remorse, I may have been tempted to consider. Had I seen any sign of repentance, I may have been tempted to accept thee. But when all I can discern is the same cunning that had Deli'lah and Judas Iscariot fall for the temptation of eleven hundred pieces of silver and thirty pieces of silver respectively, then all I can say to thee is this.....

Thou art all incapable of thought. But now (courtesy of the lack of conscience with which the head of Adedotun The Ikoro was used by thy inglorious public) all thee and thine can now read. Therefore, read the words above once again. And unto thee, I repeat once more: E Too Late. for thee.

Ikoro Iyineleda. December, 2018.

From that which I have been able to deduce after divine inspiration, the Prophet Mohammed never belonged to any clan while he was on this side of the great divide. He was emasculated throughout his time on earth - just like every other prophet that has ever been chosen by GOD. He just was not wise enough to see through the cunning that had him believe he was ever a member of any family, or any clan.

The fifty-third chapter of the Book of Isaiah does not refer only to Jesus, unlike that which the silly and the naive and the blind Christians would like to have you believe. Rather, the chapter refers also to Moses, and to Mohammed - and even to Adedotun The Ikoro, whom the world would like to believe now belongs both to a fraternity and to an esoteric order; even as it has both Mohammed and his teeming followers believe Mohammed ever belonged to any clan while on earth.

There is an evil which I have seen under the sun, as it were an error proceeding from the ruler: FOLLY IS SET IN MANY HIGH PLACES, and the rich sit in a low place. I have seen slaves on horses, and princes walking on foot like slaves.
- The Bible.

Almost a century after Hubert Ogunde released his controversial play, "Yoruba Ronu," the Yorubas have proven even more conclusively that they're capable of neither wisdom nor thought. In 1964, when that play was released, the bitterness of the truth it unveiled generated so much controversy that it earned Chief Ogunde the wrath of the then Premier of the Western Region (Chief S. L. Akintola). The Ogunde Theater was banned in the Western Region of Nigeria for two years as a consequence, and this ban was revoked only by the new military government of Lt. Col. F. A Fajuyi (on the fourth of February, 1966).

That was in 1964. Now, over half a century later, the Yoruba tribe (be they of the high, be they of the low) have proven in all its entirety that they are thoroughly incapable of either thought or wisdom. And not only the Yoruba tribe, but also the whole nation of Nigeria, and - of a truth - the majority of the members of this generation. Rather than wisdom or thought, all they're capable of is the insolent uttering of words like unto,

"Who can see us?
Who can search out our crimes?
We have thought out a cunningly conceived
plot."

However, this Word is not for the benefit of the low of this accursed generation; of whom it has been written,

"These are only the poor,
THEY HAVE NO SENSE;
they do not know the way of The LORD,
the law of their God."

This Word is definitely not for the benefit of this low - this "poor" - whom Jesus The Christ had this to say of, to his disciples:

"To you it has been given to know the secrets of the Kingdom of Heaven, BUT TO THEM IT HAS NOT BEEN GIVEN."

This Word is written, on the contrary, for the "high" of this generation - the rich, the great, the powerful; who all have been described as THE FOLLY SET IN MANY HIGH PLACES. Unto them, I say:

Ode L'Oke. Ro'Nu.

O thou fools set in many high places, do try to think.

For, because of thee, the rich sit in a low place, and princes walk on foot like slaves - whilst the slaves, on the other hand, are perched high on horses like princes.

It is fools like unto thee and thy "E No Need Am" folly that will say unto the blind and the naive,

"All work and no play makes Jack a success. You no need am. Just sit down there. CHOOSE ONE. Just work hard. Just praaaay....."

That the naive and the blind may then hearken unto the folly of thy words, and indeed "choose one" out of the teeming number of women (even in the weakness of his emasculation) not knowing that he will one day have this to say, should he be gifted with enough discernment; even as Abraham would have said unto Pharaoh and Abim'elech, had he enough discernment.....

"If thou had not ploughed with my heifer,
thou would not have found out my riddle."

A ploughing that indeed often results in so many bastards that fifty per cent of Nigerian first born children are sprung from the loins of men other than the mothers' husbands. In fact, according to a certain forensic geneticist (Dr Abiodun Salami) thirty per cent of fathers are unknowingly fathering and investing in children that are not biologically theirs. All because of the selfish cunning with which the folly set in many high places would say unto the blind and the naive,

"Choose one. Don't worry. You have no problem." And, behind the back of the emasculated, it is then said, "You no need am. I'll even sleep with her for thee. I'll even impregnate her for thee. You have no problem. I'll do it all for thee."

It is fools like unto thee, O thou folly set in many high places, that will say unto a man crying out for vengeance unto his God with the following words,

"Those who seek my life lay their snares,
those who seek my hurt speak of ruin,
and meditate treachery all the day long;"

fools like unto thee will then say unto the righteous being thus besieged on all sides by the adversary,

"Just praaaay."

As though that was all that The LORD had Joseph do when the life of the baby Jesus was being threatened by Herod.

And unto those like unto Ikoro Iyineleda, thou has nothing to say or do but to have it written of him,

"And when his family heard it, they went out to seize him, for people were saying, 'He is beside himself.' "

Fools like unto thee and thine, all set in thy many high places, will say no more than "He is beside himself;" even when the wicked run their mouths to brag insolently, not only to thy hearing, not only to thy face - on the streets of accursed towns like unto Ikadan - but also as the faceless cowards that they are, on radio and television stations; of how.....

"they divide my garments among them,
and for my raiment they cast lots."

Because of fools like unto thee, scavengers like unto Ayomide Adeojo and Isioma Nwadiani of the University of Ibadan School of Business will run their mouths to brag insolently of how they destroy of my labour on the world wide web - even to thy hearing, even to thy face - and all thou has to say is,

"Dotun, thou art beside thyself. See a doctor."

Because of thy utter folly, vultures like unto even primary school children living in the compound wherein I stay in Ibadan (children of a certain woman who calls herself Mrs Ewarawon - and I initially thought she might as well have called herself Mrs Ewarowon, even after she claimed to be actually Mrs Ewarewon; but now I believe she should indeed go by the name of Mrs Ewapawon, considering the afflictions her children run their mouths to brag insolently of using to scourge me) these children will run their mouths to brag proudly of how they sneak or break into my apartment to do such as damage a laptop worth almost two hundred thousand naira (with writings worth over a trillion naira to me in it) and of how they destroy of my labour on the world wide web - even to thy hearing, even to thy face - and all thou has to say is,

"Dotun, thou art beside thyself. Take thy drugs."

I have cried out unto thee, O thou folly set in many high places (for almost two decades, if not more) of how all manner of vultures and scavengers and hyenas sneak or break into my apartment each time my back is turned - not only to monitor the nudity of my property, but to also cripple the fruits of my labour, and to plunder me of my privacy. And what is all that thou has had to say?

"Dotun, there's no way with which thou canst substantiate thy allegations."

As a consequence of thy folly, O thou Fool set in many high places, that which is holy has been given to dogs, and those which are pearls have been thrown before swine; and now both dogs and swine have trampled them under foot and turned to attack Adedotun The Ikoro - to that extent where Ikoro Iyineleda is said to be not the guinea pig he sees himself as in their hands, but rather is said to be a human sacrifice; to that extent where they not only brag insolently of how they will all "become Gods," and of how they are now "Lord," but they now also even claim that they can (and would have) overthrown GOD; to that extent where not only are orgasms "thrown" at women through "the power of Jesus," but the nudity of Adedotun The Ikoro is bared with such utter cruelty that even the dreams with which GOD strives to console him in his sleep are rendered public property. All because thou would rather have it be written,

"A voice was heard in Ramah,
wailing and loud lamentation,
Rachel weeping for her children;
she refuses to be consoled,
because they were no more;"

than have it be said,

"And you, O Ibadan, in the land of
Nigeria,
are by no means least among the rulers of
Nigeria;
for from you shall come a ruler
who will govern my people, Masculinism."

And now that, today (this day being the twenty-third of November, 2018) a certain shameless hyena known as Yinka Quadri can run his mouth to brag insolently - not only to thy hearing, not only to thy face - but to the entire world, via the medium of Fresh 105.9 F.M.; of how he it was that wrote not only a certain book of mine that I am neither yet to complete writing nor have even published, but also other works of mine that includes The Pleasure Principle (a book that I have not only completed, but also published) what do fools like thee have to say?

Now that it has been made obvious that shameless vultures like unto Yinka Quadri are now striving to benefit (and not only financially) from that which has been despoiled of my privacy, what do fools like like unto thee have to say? Or is it not obvious to thee, O thou folly set in many high places, that the brainless hyena known as Yinka Quadri is so eager to plunder of the nudity of not only my person but also my property (nudity that has been public property for at least two decades now, if not more) that he cannot even see beyond his nose to realise that one of the works which he is so eager to claim has already been actually published and copyrighted in my own name? Canst thou not see enough even now, O thou Fool, that this is even yet proof once more that the nudity of my body and my mind and my actions and my possessions is being plundered by vultures and hyenas like unto Yinka Quadri, in the accursed nation of Frauduria?

Ode L'Oke. Ro'Nu.

If a man has been displaced socio-economically (such that he now sits in a low place, and walks on foot like slave; and up to the extent where the slaves perched on horses now say of him in disdain, '"He is the poorest man in the land;" that he may then have to say,

"But now they make sport of me,
men who are younger than I,
whose fathers I would have disdained
to set with the dogs of my flock"

it is simply because, even as Solomon would like to have us all know, of folly like unto thee that is most unfortunately set in so many high places.

Ode L'Oke. Ro'Nu.

We all know, like has been made evident by the events of the last two decades of the life of Ikoro Iyineleda, that "Ibadan ti o ja'le, oju l'o ro." But art thou now striving to say also that "Giripa ti o gbo'gun, oju l'o rah?" Art thou now striving to give the impression that a school of thought that is meant to open one's eyes to the facts of life will even then (despite then) still leave one socio-economically displaced - even after over a decade of membership?

I have fulfilled all righteousness; at least, in this accursed nation of Nigeria.

Ode L'Oke. Ro'Nu.

It has been written,

"Rescue those who are being taken away to
death;
hold back those who are stumbling to the
slaughter."

But if thou continues to walk on by like the priest and the Levite, if thou continues to say,

"Behold, we did not know this,"

does not He Who weighs the heart perceive
it?
Does not He Who keeps watch over thy soul
know it,
and will He not requite Man according to
his work?

Saith I once unto myself, O thou Ode L'Oke;

"These are only the poor,
THEY HAVE NO SENSE;
for they do not know the way of The LORD,
the law of their God.
I will go to the great,
and will speak to them;
for they know the way of The LORD,
the law of their God."

But thou all alike hast broken the yoke,
thou hast burst the bonds.

Therefore a lion from the forest shall slay
thee,
a wolf from the desert shall destroy
thee.
A leopard is watching against thy cities,
every one who goes out of them shall be
torn in pieces;
because thy transgressions are many,
thy apostasies are great.

Ikoro Iyineleda (November, 2018).

A WORD FROM GOD: BY HIS WARD: THE DEVIL IS A LIAR

First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.
- Mahatma Ghandi.

Despite all the word which I placed on the world wide web, for years I was ignored by the world. Just as Ghandi would have you know. Then the ignoring became a torrent of mockery and ridicule and insults and abuse. They laughed, quite alright - and for as long as they had ignored, at the very least; if not for an even longer period of time. For years, I was an object of mockery, insults, and abuse - even on radio and on television. But no one put a word down in the Press, of course not! After all, has the adversary not said it - that "the atrocity is in the air only." Thus, they laughed. And mocked. And ridiculed. And abused. All in such a way that the ignorant and the naive would not be able to grasp exactly what was going on. After all, "the atrocity is in the air only."

And, just to prove that - as it is written.....

They have all fallen away,
they are all alike depraved;
there is none that does good,
no, not one.

Just to prove that they are all alike a part of the atrocity cutting Ikoro Iyineleda off out of the land of the living to render him a "mother" victim in the hands of barbarians who would the very innards of his entire existence be a guinea pig ever being dissected for the benefit of all but him, not one of them - no, not one - could lift up a finger and obey The LORD when He saith,

"Write the vision;
make it plain upon tablets,
so he may run who reads it."

"No, not one" of them could make it plain - not upon paper. But (that the elect may be deceived, if possible) they make it very plain "on the air only."

But now, the stage of laughter is ended. Even as Ghandi has said they would, now they begin to fight. The very day that I moved from a "room and parlour self-contained" to a three bedroom apartment, the adversary (even as The Scriptures have warned us) began to utter its threats, seeking how to devour.

"You will sleep," was that which I kept on hearing it say, through the mouths of the illithugs who - along with their illitarts - sold their souls to evil ever since their very birth, for.....

"The wicked go astray from the womb,
they err from their birth, speaking lies."

(And don't you ever doubt those illithugs and their tarts! a lot of them are not even illiterates - they can definitely read and write, but they remain the way they are (wretched!) simply because GOD WILL NOT bless them).

And therefore, less than fifteen minutes after I heard them uttering their threats of "You will sleep," I had an accident on the okada I was then taking to my new home. No coincidence, I can assure you. But, despite all the antics of the wicked, it is written,

Because he cleaves to Me in love, I will
deliver him,
I will protect him, because he knows My
Name.

And thus The LORD was indeed faithful. The okada I was on crashed into a car, but The LORD delivered me; and I came out of the accident with neither scar nor visible wound - though indeed with slight injury. For the Devil is a liar.

Therefore, I will bless The LORD at all times;
His praise shall continually be in my
mouth.

There have been those who have fallen even on level ground, even whilst walking; who thereby became crippled - even if only with the temporary of Plaster of Paris. But my good God delivered me from an accident that could have proven even more severe, and - less than a week after the incident - you would not know, by merely looking at me, that I have been through such a thing. For the Devil is truly a liar.

And therefore,

Rejoice in The LORD, O you
righteous!
Rejoice - I say, rejoice! with me.

First they ignored me. Then they laughed at me. Now that they're beginning to fight me, I rejoice. For even as Mahatma Ghandi has testified to, the next stage is victory.

Ikoro Iyineleda (November, 2018).

A WORD FROM GOD: BY HIS WARD: THY LOOTING CONTINUES, MY VICTORY IS CERTAIN

When Moses Olaiya (also known as Baba Sala) released Orun Mooru in 1982, little did he know that the adversary had already infiltrated his rights to privacy, made copies of the million-naira movie, and released it in underground circles - long, long before the official release of the film. It is this same evil that the adversary seeks to wreak on Adedotun The Ikoro. Within a week after I moved into a new home, the adversary seized the opportunity of my having not yet settled down properly to infiltrate my rights to privacy, and plunder me of all the very innards of my life that it could plunder of me. Not satisfied with the fact that for two decades, at the very least (if not more) it had been closely monitoring all my movements within the accursed land of Ikadan (up to the extent where it even violates the nudity of the streams of thought welling up from my sub-conscious; up to the extent where all my movements are even broadcast - be it clearly, with even the uttering of my very name; or subtly, especially through the "two-talking" by which Fraudurians would say that they have "evolved" - broadcast by their accursed radio stations, that all of the damned residents of the evil land may know the very latest of all my movements at every point in time) not satisfied with all that, the adversary now plunged into the privacy of my new home to desecrate the nudity of my personal space - even as it had been doing all the while I was living in accursed Alegongo-Akobo. All that I had put down on paper (notes, quotes, synopses, copies of a book I have written and published, books I have written but I'm yet to publish, the plots I have drafted for the books I want to write, the plans I have made for the things I want to do.....and that I have done - and more) copies were made of all these innards of my very existence, and these copies were then distributed to the evil and the wicked who throng the accursed land of Ibadan that I call Ikadan (and of course, inevitably, the accursed nation of Nigeria that I call Frauduria). The most personal of my privacy became public property to be ogled, ridiculed, dissected, insulted, scrutinised, analysed, and judged - not only on radio stations, but also even on television stations. The plundering of the rights that Baba Sala had to Orun Mooru was done secretly; however, the plundering of the rights I have to privacy and personal space that I have referred to above was done openly - with the connivance of not only the residents and indigenes of accursed Ikadanland, but also (definitely, if only inevitably) that of Frauduria.

But, at least, those that bought pirated copies of Orun Mooru were actually interested in being entertained by that most worthy talented comedian. Those that have been dissecting the very innards of my privacy, however, are only bent on striving to ruin my life. That is all they have been interested in for the past twenty years - ever since I wrote that letter to an intended sweetheart which ended up having miscreants all over accursed Frauduria begin to hail themselves with the words "Ore, Ore" all over town. Were they to be really interested in anything else of that which they have defiled of my personal space, they would have bought copies of my first book - which I have placed in bookshops all over Nigeria. Or they would have gone to read those of my word which are freely accessible on web-sites such as Nairaland, and Blogger. But, no! rather than do anything as honourable as that, it is what I place in the supposed privacy of my apartment that they are bent on subjecting to critique - behind my back, in my absence.

Thus, now they will see me on the streets, and I will instantly begin to hear their side comments of "We have known you." Sorry to say, villain; but if you know me and I do not know you, all you did was rape. And, again, their side comments of "We know where you're going." And yet again, their side comments of not only "We will sell you," but also "We will read you" - both obviously referring to their selling and their studying of not what I sell openly through bookshops, or what I place to be accessed for free on the internet; but to the very innards of my nudity that has been placed as written word in the supposed privacy of my apartment. I swear by The Name of The LORD GOD Most High that the curse by which Ham remains accursed for daring to look upon the nudity of Noah is heavily lenient compared to the curse by which all these wicked that have been dissecting my nudity for two decades, if not more, are rendered accursed.

And, even yet again (obviously because they all strive after only what I strive after - they have no other life to live but that of trying to become photocopies of my life) they will say, "We have caught up with you." From "Emi na" to "Awa na" to "Emi gan," and on down to "Awa gan" - all striving to be no more than photocopies of the genuine original. And, now, they have begun to say, "Don't bother publishing. We know all what you wanted to write."

Probably, they said the same thing to Baba Sala - behind his back - after they had made their illegal copies of Orun Mooru.

Like I have written once before on Facebook, he who saith there's no honour among thieves should please come down to Nigeria. The way and the manner with which the evil nation conspired to render me not only incapacitated, but also dissected as mercilessly as a guinea pig is dissected in a scientific laboratory makes me marvel that there are still those that believe only Sodom and Gomor'rah needed to be destroyed the way they were destroyed. Photocopy, even should you eventually find your way into fraternities or esoteric organisations that could grant me only fake membership, you cannot catch up with me. But you may continue to pursue me - even as Egypt pursued Israel into the Red Sea. And may you suffer a worse fate than that army did.

In civilised countries, I would be what is known as a "role model." In the accursed land of Ikadan, I am (even though obviously also being imitated) no more than a "prey" being not only pursued, but also subject to the insults and mockery and abuse of those doing the pursuing - that it may be made obvious that I am definitely no role model, and obviously no more than "prey." Thus, they would look at me in disdain, and contemptuously utter the words, "We have caught up with you." Ota nle mi, goes the words of the popular musician. And I repeat here his refrain......Won o le bami.

"Then if any one says to you, 'Lo, here is The Christ!' or 'There he is!' do not believe it. For false Christs and false prophets will arise and show great signs and wonders, so as to lead astray, if possible, even the elect. Lo, I have told you beforehand. So if they say to you, 'Lo, he is in the wilderness,' do not go out; if they say, 'Lo, he is in the inner rooms,' do not believe it. For as the lightning comes from the east and shines as far as the west, so will be the coming of the Son of man. WHEREVER THE BODY IS, THERE THE VULTURES WILL BE GATHERED TOGETHER."

And the vultures have all truly and indeed gathered, wherever I have deigned to call a home; be it in Alegongo-Akobo, or in Bode Wasinmi, or in Kute near Iyana Church, or in Salami Estate in New Bodija, or absolutely anywhere in this accursed land of Ikadan where I have sought to lay my head to rest. Or even, now, in my newest place of abode.

Vultures.....

"whose fathers I would have disdained
to set with the dogs of my flock."

But I say unto this most accursed of all generations,

Even though thy looting continues, wherever I may deign to be; my victory is certain, for it is written.....

Men do not despise a thief if he steal to satisfy his soul when he is hungry;
But if he be found, he shall restore seven-fold; he shall give all the substance of his house.

One-fold is what is demanded of by Moses. Four-fold is that which I ask of my Creator, Seven-fold is the precept laid here by Solomon.

HE SHALL GIVE ALL THE SUBSTANCE OF HIS HOUSE.

So it is written. So it will be done.

Ikoro Iyineleda (November, 2018).

A WORD FROM GOD: BY HIS WARD

If I say that a member of the National Youth Service Corps programme was raped on Thursday in Ikadan, merely because I thought of her in terms of a wife-to-be (without letting absolutely any other but GOD know of my intention; be that other family, friend, acquaintance, or even pen and paper) the hypocrite and the naive will say unto me, "You're merely being delusional. It's not possible for anyone to read your mind."

If I say that another member of the female gender was raped by my supposed father some three or so years ago (Okay, I admit that this time around I did let her know I wanted her; so it's obviously not just another case of the wicked reading my mind - and knowing therefore my intentions) the hypocrite and the naive will say unto me, "Dotun, take your drugs. Those are all none other than symptoms of a nervous disorder."

If I say that a certain very beautiful foreigner (I won't mention which nation she hails from, but I will say that she earned her first degree as a dental surgeon from the University of Ibadan) that she had to leave this most accursed town called Ibadan, and this just as accursed nation called Nigeria; merely because I asked her out - and she thereby became a victim of persecution in the hands of the evil of Ikadan - the hypocrite and the naive will say unto me, "Dotun, it's just a coincidence. She did not flee any evil in Ibadan. It was just time for her to leave the land."

If I say that even Professor Akinwunmi Isola was slaughtered by the evil and the wicked as a consequence of the atrocity cutting Ikoro Iyineleda off out of the land of the living, the hypocrite and the naive will say unto me, "Dotun, see a doctor. You have no other than delusions of grandeur."

I won't say too much more, but I will like to repeat here unto childhood friends (and others who hearken unto my word) that which one of the wicked said, just this week, of I and mine - that which one of the wicked said, just this week, of thee and thine, "He does not know that we know all those that he knows. All those that he saw, we know. All of them we will kill into something, well well."

And, finally, I'll like to repeat that which Jesus told his disciples just before he was about to leave the earth,

"indeed, the hour is coming when whoever kills you will think he is offering service to GOD."

However, worry not. I am not The Christ. I am The Ikoro. I definitely will not turn the other cheek. I will hate my enemies, I will do evil unto those who hate me, I will curse those who curse me, and I will pray against those who abuse me. To him who strikes me on the one cheek, I will scar both of his own cheeks; and from him who takes away my coat, I will withhold not only his coat but even his shirt. I will give to every one who begs from me, definitely; but of him who takes away my goods, I will require his life. And as men wish that I would do to them, let them do so to me.

And I promise you - indeed, I swear before my Maker - that even as did David, even as did Moses, I will not leave the earth until the following words are fulfilled.....

"The righteous will rejoice when he sees the
vengeance;
he will bathe his feet in the blood of the
wicked.
Men will say, 'Surely there is a reward for
the righteous;
surely there is a God Who judges on
earth.' "

Ikoro Iyineleda (October 19th, 2018).

A WORD FROM GOD: BY HIS WARD

How long shall they kill our prophets,
while we stand aside and look?
- Robert Nesta Marley.

I've written it before on Facebook, and I'll write it even yet again. The war against fake drugs by Professor Dora Akunyili was not merely a war against unscrupulous businessmen, but a war also against the evil and the wicked - who always strive for the most cunning means with which to slay the righteous and the innocent. First, it was bottled water that would almost always have me becoming nauseous. Now, it is fake Premier Cool - the minute the wicked and the evil saw that that was the soap with which I was wont to take my bath. All I had to do was buy the soap from a different store (for the first time in at least two years) and immediately I realised that I had been using fake Premier Cool for, at the very least, two years.

Dora Akunyili did a really great job. If only there were more Nigerians like her, I would not deign to call the nation Frauduria. And it is most unfortunate that she did not seem to realise that the war is not only physical but also spiritual, otherwise she would still be alive today. Yes. That's exactly what I said. For she was eventually slain - through spiritual means - by the evil that she thoroughly waged a war against as Director-General of the National Agency for Food and Drug Administration and Control. Forget about the cause of her death being merely terminal illness, and not actually murder.

And it is the same cunning that the evil and the wicked are striving to use to WASTE the life of Ikoro Iyineleda. Even as they WASTED the lives of such other saints like unto Bob Marley - who was not awakened enough to realise the battle he faced as one who always had the truth to say. Yes. That's exactly what I said. Forget about the cause of his death being also merely terminal illness, and not actually murder.

Thus, they have been screaming all over the streets for over a decade now of how they have infected me with HIV/AIDS. And cancer. And I do not know what else they're planning in the darkness of their evil, as they sell fake bottled water and fake Premier Cool and GOD knows what other fake products they have been selling to me over the years. From fake drugs to fake bottled water to fake bathing soap to fake esoteric orders to fake fraternities. Always devising even more cunning ways with which to WASTE the life of the innocent and the righteous.

As it is written.....

"They hold fast to their evil purpose;
they talk of laying snares secretly,
thinking, 'Who can see us?
Who can search out our crimes?
WE HAVE THOUGHT OUT A CUNNINGLY CONCEIVED
PLOT.' "

They continue to waste their time. Obafemi Awolowo did not die by their hands - even though they were able to murder two of his sons through fake accidents. Ikoro Iyineleda will not die by their hands. Amen. This I know for sure, because.....

"Many are the afflictions of the righteous;
but The LORD delivers him out of them all."

Though without cause they hide their net for me;
though without cause they dig a pit for my life.....
ruin will come upon them unawares,
and the net which they hid will ensnare them -
they will fall therein to ruin!

Amen and Amen.

Amen.

Ikoro Iyineleda (October, 2018).

A WORD FROM GOD: BY HIS WARD: IF NOT FOR GOD

All because of my GOD-given admission into the University of Ibadan School of Business to study for a Masters degree in Business Administration, all because the programme is going on well, all because a school of thought from a civilized nation has considered offering me membership of its exalted echelons, all because the barbaric Frauduria (along with its primitive Ikadan) appears to have dribbled me off this membership - even as the ever-accursed twain have for donkey years dribbled me (or so they believe) into being adorned with the fake membership of not only an esoteric organisation with ties to civilized nations, but also a well-known fraternity that (obviously!) originated from accursed Frauduria - all because.....the entire town of Ikadan (along with radio stations, (probably) television stations, (even) staff and students of the Oba Akinyele Memorial High School, and more) has erupted into joy over the sight of a grey-haired forty-four year old stumbling blindly along the streets with not even a walking stick with which to see. With their mockery, their insults, their derision, their abuse; they believe all is over for him. If not for GOD.....

If not for GOD, they would have had him slain twenty years ago; when they first began to hail themselves with the belief that all was over for him merely because he graduated from the university with knowledge of not even one single school of thought. If not for GOD, he would not be able to let them know that he will soon be leaving their accursed land for more honest societies where civilised cultures will instantly accept him into their welcoming fold. If not for GOD, he would not have been told that he has been accepted into the University of Ibadan School of Business with the highest result in the school's Test of Proficiency in the English Language for that year. If not for GOD, he would not have been able to pay the school's fees - which is almost ten times the miserly amount (the "toro kobo," as his irresponsible mother would put it) that he is rewarded with as salary - for having to endure mockery, insults and abuse at the Oba Akinyele Memorial High School. If not for GOD, he would not have been able to publish if only just one book out of the over ten books he has written - and the adversary, obviously out of envy over this fact, is now apparently running around to make sure that he does not publish a second time. If not for GOD, he would not have been able to move into a furnished apartment, and out of his father's house - after two years over forty - a father's house where "they" obviously sought to "di i mo'le" into a nonentity; even as they have sought to tie him down in barbaric Ikadan and accursed Frauduria ever since the atrocious conspiracy striving to mock his life into a mockery of a guinea pig began twenty years ago. If not for GOD, he would not have been able to pay his rent for two years in rapid succession - without even thinking twice about it; despite the fact that the rent for just one year is almost twice that which he earns in accursed Oba Akinyele Memorial High School. If not for GOD, he would not be able to look all his enemies in the eye and say unto them.....

As The LORD lives,
I will pursue you and overtake you;
and I will not turn back until you are
consumed;
GOD will make you turn your
backs to me,
and all thee and thine that hate me
I will destroy.
Thou will cry for help, but there will be none to
save;
thou will cry to The LORD, but He will not
answer thee.
I will beat you fine as dust before the wind;
I will cast you out like the mire of the
streets.

If not for GOD, he would not be able to look all the barbarians in Ikadan in the eye and let them know.....

I PRAY THAT YOU LIVE LONG ENOUGH TO SEE THAT WHICH I WILL BE.

If not for GOD.

Ikoro Iyineleda (September, 2018).

A WORD UNTO GOD: FROM HIS WARD: GOD, DELIVER ADEDOTUN THE IKORO

The World Was Silent When We Died.
- Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (Half Of A Yellow Sun).

For all those who come across this Word, I refer you to the words above - by Chimamanda Adichie. The world was silent when Bukola Sanda died. The world is silent at the death of each and every emasculated man. Will the world be silent when I die?

1) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the monitoring bastards that throng this most accursed of all generations - be it in Ikadan, or in Frauduria, or even beyond - who make it a point of duty to monitor me of the personal space of all of my property, my actions, my conscious mind, and even my subconscious.

2) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the faceless cowards who conceal themselves under the cover of Islam to boast to all the neighbourhoods I have lived in in Ikadan (including even that of Salami Estate, in New Bodija; wherein I presently live) of the atrocities that they carry out, or intend to carry out; concerning I, The Ikoro - be it of the rape, or of the robbery, or of more, or of worse; of not only my personal space, but also my property.

3) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the faceless cowards who use the avenue of radio and television stations to monitor every inch of my very life into a mockery of a mess. From Fresh F.M. (that, by The Grace of GOD, has finally been destroyed by The Hands of The LORD) to Star F.M. 95.5, to Splash F.M., and on down to Lagelu F.M. (the last of which even goes as far as to mention my name as that of he whose life they have turned into the reality television show of a play-thing) may they all die the death of Fresh F.M.!!.....by The Hands of The LORD.

4) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the ever-covetuous bastards - who so believe in their principle of having the truly hard-working share his genuinely hard-earned wealth with they, the lazy (ever justifying their wickedness with their evil slogan of "You can't eat it alone" that one of them could say of me - upon my buying a brand new laptop - "This man has bought a laptop for me;" and others can even sneak behind my back into my apartment to steal out of my food and my drink, and to use out of my skin cream, my hair cream, my cosmetic powder, my perfume, and so much more.

5) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from an over two decade old heartless sexual abuse in the hands of rapists (be they male, be they female) who deign to believe they can ruin the sacredness of a body I have dedicated unto my Creator, with their sexual plunder.

6) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the insults and the abuse of this most accursed of all generations - which manifests not only the second I step out unto the streets of Ikadan (from such as the rich and the wretched, the haves and the have-nots) but even also when I am in the supposed haven of my home (from all of co-tenants; regardless of how young, regardless of how old); not only when I am at work (be it from students young enough to have sprung from my loins, whom I'm supposed to be teaching; be it from colleagues, however junior or senior) but also while I'm in school, at the University of Ibadan School of Business (from both lecturers and class-mates; regardless of how young, regardless of how old).

7) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from all of both "friends" and relatives who deign to say not only of me, "He is beside himself," but also unto me, "Adedotun, you are out of your mind! Your great learning is driving you mad."

May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the wicked antics of an envious father and an irresponsible mother. As someone (I forget who exactly; but - of course - it was a Caucasian) once said, "How well we bring up our children is directly proportional to how soon they don't need us any more." And, as The Scriptures would like to have us know.....

"For my father and my mother have forsaken
me,
but The LORD will take me up."

9) May GOD deliver I, Ikoro Iyineleda; from the bullying of the evil in The Heavenlies - of whom it is written,

"You are Gods,
Sons of The Most High, all of You;
nevertheless, You shall die like men,
and fall like any prince."

So may it be.
Amen and Amen.
Amen.

For the past two decades and more, ever after I spoke up at twenty-four (even as one spoke up at twelve, even as another spoke up at forty) I have been treated as an impostor, yet I remain The Truth - regardless of how bitter; as unknown, and yet well known; AS DYING, AND BEHOLD!! I LIVE; as punished, and yet not killed; as sorrowful - known by many and more as "this mourn" - yet always rejoicing; as poor, yet making rich the multitudes of Masculinism; as having nothing, and yet possessing everything through The Queendom of Heaven.

I have been dying for over two decades; and, despite all my anguish, the world has been silent.

Will the world remain silent when I die?

- Ikoro Iyineleda (September, 2018).

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Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people.
- The Bible.

I went to the office of MTN Nigeria at Idi-Ape in Ibadan on the twenty-second of December, 2017. I did not know how to load air-time on my laptop, and therefore I would that their customer service do this for me. I was directed to a young man in his twenties, in seat number two (I didn't quite get his name). I gave him two scratch cards to load for me, each one worth a thousand naira. He loaded a thousand, and kept a thousand for himself. I did not find this out until I got home.

It was not until I got home and I sought to check the balance of air-time on my laptop that I found out that I had been duped. I called the MTN office - called the same chap that was supposed to have loaded the cards for me - and he had the audacity to tell me that one of the scratch cards I had handed over to him to load had already been used before being handed over. When I insisted that both cards had not been used before being handed over to him, he had the effrontery to ask me what I intended to do about it. I hung up on him.

When a lot of Nigerians (most especially the deluded Nigerian masses that refer to themselves in Yorubaland as "ara ilu" complain about the fraudulent excesses of their leaders, I always laugh at their hypocrisy. Jesus would have told such as they, "Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at your leaders." For which Nigerian leader rose out of a vacuum? Which Nigerian leader did not rise out of the same fraudulent excesses of a society that is now attempting to vilify him as a fraudulent leader?

The truth has to be told. The only reason Nigerian leaders are so corrupt is that the Nigerian society itself is very corrupt. The Nigerian system is corrupt, the Nigerian culture is corrupt, the Nigerian traditions are based on corruption. The country always blames its leaders, yet the entire society wallows in fraud and dishonesty. But why is this so?

Twenty-third of December, 2017; and hordes of supposedly Moslem adherents gathered round my neighbourhood in Bodija, in Ibadan (between the hours of five in the morning till about half-past six) to brag to the entire neighborhood through public address systems of how they had used the head of a certain Ikoro Iyineleda to learn the English Language. Just the morning of the day before then, during a Christian night vigil held in my compound, a Christian pastor had bragged affectionately of a fellow pastor that had done the same thing - used the head of Ikoro Iyineleda to learn the English Language. Those Moslems - stark-illiterates, mostly - were speaking the Queen's English with impeccably refined accents; and they had the gall to brag to the neighbourhood that this was as a consequence of their having fed on the mind of Ikoro Iyineleda. And that is why it is so. That is why the Nigerian system thrives on fraud and corruption. Laziness. For the average Nigerian is just too lazy to actually work hard to earn a living, attain success, and make his mark in the world. Rather, he is permanently looking for short-cuts to success. That is why the fraud. That is why the dishonesty. That is why the corruption.

Those Moslem scavengers pounding their chests in pride before Bodija, over their "achievement," could have gone to school to improve their English - but they didn't. Rather, they preferred to feed on a human being's mind. That young chap at MTN Nigeria could have decided to work hard for every kobo he spent. After all, doesn't MTN pay well? But, no! From defrauding MTN customers, he is obviously going to graduate to defrauding MTN itself; and, if given the opportunity, he will go on from there to becoming the President of the country so he can then embezzle billions. Yet, from the "suffering" masses to the privileged elite (from the Moslem cannibals and the Christian vulture to the dubious young fraudster at MTN) all Nigerians point accusing fingers at their leaders and gleefully scream, "Corrupt!"

"You hypocrite," saith Jesus unto them. "First take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your leader's eye."

I personally find the hypocrisy so obnoxious it is almost amusing. I would not call Nigeria by the name "Frauduria" were only its leaders fraudulent and corrupt. But the average Nigerian has been too blinded by the log in his own eye to see this. The average Nigerian holds up its leaders as scapegoats to be pummelled for the crime of corruption that the entire nation wallows in. How appalling! How revolting!! How disgusting!!!

Laziness! That is why the fraud and corruption. Laziness!! That is why fraud and corruption is so deeply imbued in the Nigerian psyche. Laziness, like I have noted above. That is why the Yoruba man will say, "O o le da a je" - You cannot eat it alone. He would rather prefer to do nothing with his own hands and eat yours with you, than eat out of that which he sweated honestly for. That is why the lazy "ara ilu" cannot help but applaud and grovel before such as the Moslem scavengers, and lick the feet of such as the dishonest chap at MTN; that they may then receive a few tit-bits in return. Ever sycophants, all others apart from those that can grant them hand-outs are deemed lazy. And since "Easy come, easy go" is the major nature of money, only those that derived wealth from dishonesty can give such hand-outs out. And the lazy masses, ever hankering after the hand-outs that only the fraudulent and the dishonest can give them, will then call a genuinely hard-working man, "lazy" - because he is unable to grant them such hand-outs. That is the irony of life in Frauduria. A nation indeed ruled by the father of lies.

"You are of your father the Devil," saith The Christ unto them. "And your will is to do your father's desires. He was a murderer from the beginning, and has nothing to do with the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks according to his own nature, FOR HE IS A LIAR AND THE FATHER OF LIES."

That is Nigeria for you. That is Frauduria for you. A nation indeed ruled by the father of lies.

I was on an okada one day, in the year 2017 (just a few months or less ago) when one of the riff-raff nit-wits that are always monitoring my life in Ibadan (a town better known as Ikadan) passed by on another okada. As he was driven by, he said of me to no one in particular, "This one too wants to write a novel." And he shook his head in disdain.

I was walking along the street beside my house in New Bodija, in Ikadan, on Christmas Day of this year; when a car drove by, jam-packed with certain people. As it drove by, one of those in the car - a certain middle-aged woman - said derisively, laughing out loudly, obviously referring to me, "We too went to university oh." And the others in the car also joined in her derisive laughter.

Because I prefer to sit down at home and work on a novel than engage in their ambitionless irresponsibility, the lazy Nigerian "ara ilu" will say I am "lazy.". Because I prefer to face a Masters programme at the university than engage in fraud, the dishonest Nigerian elite will say I'm "not smart." But, of course, were I to have embezzled public funds just like James Ibori, were I to be a rich thug like Lamidi Adedibu, both the lazy buffoon on that bike and the lazy fools in that car would be amongst the first to gather in front of my house every morning with cries of "Baba rere, baba ke." I have even overheard some of them claiming they would be shouting, "Baba rere, baba ka." Others have said they would be screaming, "Baba rere, baba ro." That is Nigeria for you. That is Frauduria for you. A nation of lazy sycophants of the fraudulent and the corrupt. That is where its culture stems from. That is where its traditions rear out of. Laziness. Leading to fraud, corruption, crime, and a host of other ills.

I doubt whether I was ever a Nigerian. That I was ever a citizen of Frauduria? Frauduria, be damned! Listen to thy anthem.....

Frauduria, they hail thee;
their own dear corrupt land.
Though crime and con may differ,
in corruption they stand.
Fraudurians are proud to dupe
their own fraudulent land.

- Ikoro Iyineleda. December, 2017.

A Word From GOD: By His Ward

"Therefore, behold, the day is come," says GOD, my God, my Father, my Creator. "When the outcry against the evil of this generation hath come unto The LORD. Because the outcry against this generation is great and their sin against Adedotun The Ikoro is very grave, He will come down to see whether they have done altogether according to the outcry which has come to Him; and if not, He will know."

Woe is me, my mother, that you bore me; a man of strife and contention to the land! I have not lent, nor have I borrowed, yet all of them curse me. So let it be, O LORD, if I have not entreated Thee for their good, if I have not been a mediator on behalf of human masculinity and the extinction it faces, if I have not pleaded with Thee on behalf of the enemy in the time of trouble and in the time of distress! Can one break diamond, diamond from the depths of the earth, and bronze?

"Therefore," says The LORD GOD Almighty unto the Lord Ikoro. "Do not pray for the welfare of this people. Though they fast, I will not hear their cry; and though they offer burnt offering and cereal offering, I will not accept them: but I will consume them by the sword, by famine, and by pestilence."

Then I said, "Ah, O LORD GOD; but behold, the prophets say to them, 'You shall not see the sword, nor shall you have famine; but I will give you assured peace in this place.' " And The LORD said to me: "The prophets are prophesying lies in My Name; I did not send them, nor did I command them or speak to them. They are prophesying to you a lying vision, worthless divination, and the deceit of their own minds. Therefore, thus says The LORD concerning the prophets who prophesy in My Name although I did not send them; and who say, 'Sword and famine shall not come on this land:' By sword and famine those prophets shall be consumed. And the people to whom they prophesy shall be cast out on the streets of Ikadanland, on the highways of Frauduria; with none to bury them - them, their wives, their sons, and their daughters. For I will pour out their wickedness upon them."

"And it shall come to pass in that day," says The LORD of Hosts. "That I will break the yoke from off the neck of Masculinism, and I will burst the bonds that bind The Pride of Machismo Renaissance; that there may be then a true renaissance of masculinity, and that women shall no more make servants of men. But they shall serve The Creator their God; and they shall serve Ikoro Iyineleda their Lord, whom I will raise up for them.

"Then fear not, O Masculinism my servant,"
says The LORD,
"Nor be dismayed, O Machismo Renaissance;
for lo, I will save you from afar,
and your offspring from the land of their
captivity.
Ikoro shall rise and have quiet and ease,
and none shall make his Pride afraid.
For I am with you to save you,
says The LORD."

And it has come to the attention of GOD, my God, my Father, my Creator; that the persecution that inevitably will come has now began to manifest first as the denuding of the personal space (be it of the physical, or of the mental, or of the spiritual) of all those that favour the righteous cause of The Ikoro in absolutely any way whatsoever, however large or small. Thus the unclothedness that is bared instantly, of all those that would they follow in the footsteps of Adedotun The Ikoro; even as his nudity has been the object of scorn and ridicule for over two decades and more.

Therefore, now I give charge; not I but The LORD. For this is my word, under the inspiration of GOD, my God, my Father, my Creator; to all those that favour, or would that they favour, my righteous cause. I commend thee because thou remembers me and would that I be delivered, even as I have delivered Masculinism unto you. But I want you to understand that whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters. Thus, should thou be for The Ikoro in any way, however little; should thou favour the righteous cause of Ikoro Iyineleda in any way, however small: thy head is The Ikoro, just as the head of Ikoro Iyineleda is GOD.

Thou hast sat on the fence for too long, striving to be neither hot nor cold - striving to be neither for The Ikoro nor against him. Would that thou were hot or cold, and not lukewarm. For it is either thou art for me, or thou art against me. Therefore should thou be for me, I remain thy head; as thou hast then become part and parcel of Masculinism, and a follower of Adedotun The Ikoro. And, then; by the grace of GOD, my God, my Father, my Creator: thy nudity which is being bared by the evil and the wicked will become shielded beneath the scourging my nudity has received for over two decades and more.

For I am wounded for your transgres-
sions,
I am bruised for your iniquities;
upon me is the chastisement that makes
you whole,
AND BY MY STRIPES THOU ART HEALED.

I know the pain, I know the sufferings, I know the anguish; and I would not that thou go through that which I already pay for each and every day with the fetters restraining my fists. Therefore, o ye of the faith of Masculinism; therefore, o ye of they who have been in any way afflicted because thou would in one way, however little - or in any other way, however small - favour my righteous cause: Let it be that thy head is The Ikoro, even as the head of Ikoro Iyineleda is GOD; that he may then plead on thy behalf before GOD, his God, his Father, his Creator. And by his stripes, thou shalt be healed.

I, Ikoro Iyineleda, write this word with my own hand. If any one has no love for The Creator, let him be accursed. O GOD, come! The grace of The LORD GOD Almighty be with all Masculinism. My love be with The Pride of Machismo Renaissance. Amen.

Ikoro Iyineleda. August, 2017.

A Word From GOD: By His Ward: Mental Illness? Or Spiritual Affliction.

For this reason,

"And when his family heard it, they went out to seize him, for people were saying, 'He is beside himself;' "

their Lord Jesus had this to say of his very own mother....

" 'Who are my mother and my brothers?' AND LOOKING AROUND ON THOSE WHO SAT ABOUT HIM, HE SAID, 'HERE ARE MY MOTHER AND MY BROTHERS! Whoever does the will of GOD is my brother, and sister, and mother.' "

And Rebecca Brown MD had this to say, centuries later:

"the persecution that inevitably will come will not come in the way we think. People will not stand up and say, 'We are slandering you because of your stand for Jesus.' No, you will be accused of doing all sorts of wrong things that you did not do, of being too radical and of becoming unbalanced in your mind. SCHIZOPHRENIA AND PARANOIA ARE FAVOURITE ACCUSATIONS OF SATAN'S. You will be discredited by your fellow Christians more than by avowed non-Christians. Satan always deceives and lies, nothing is ever as it seems. His most effective servants are those who are supposedly the strongest Christians, the regular church-goers, the financially successful and respected and revered members of your community. They are the ones who will accuse and persecute those fighting in spiritual warfare for Christ. But fight on we must if souls are to be saved and brought to Jesus."

Merely one instance of mistakenly leaving the keys to my apartment in my bag, in the staff-room; whilst at work at the accursed Oba Akinyele Memorial High School (instead of carrying the keys about with me, like I always endeavour to do) and the evil beasts that have been stalking my life for over two decades now, instantly made copies of the keys; so that they and all sorts of other wicked villains can then begin to sneak into my apartment the minute my back is turned. Yet, there're still those that'll say, "Oh, Dotun; it's just a mental illness. See a doctor."

The vile that have been stalking me for over a decade, with the aid of radio and television programmes that strive to make out of my life not only a reality television show, but also a symbol of ridicule - a show of shame - now have stations such as Lagelu FM go as far as to mention my name on their programmes of evil, as that of he whose life they have turned into a comedy show. And there're those that'll still say, "Oh, Dotun; it's just a nervous breakdown. Take your drugs."

I am not a Christian today - and partly because of those regular church-goers of which Rebecca Brown wrote. But I do hope that those I have ever called and believed to be friends do not eventually join in the slander by the accuser of my brethren; who accuses them day and night before GOD, my God. Evil is real, Satan is real, the Devil is real; and the cohorts of his cruelty are just as real as the salary you expect at the end of every month, just as real as the profit you expect at the end of every contract. To deny the reality of evil is to be as foolish as the mother that (even after having said, because of him, "For behold, henceforth all generations will call me blessed;" even after having said, as a consequence of what she knew of him, "Do whatever he tells you." could even then still come with his brothers TO SEIZE HIM, on the basis that "He is beside himself." I have a mother that is just as foolish, I have a family that is just as foolish; and that is the reason my name today is Ikoro Iyineleda, and no longer Adedotun Sanda. For I no longer belong to a family that will seize me, and bundle me off into a lunatic asylum anytime I am being afflicted by the evil and the wicked; on the basis that I am "beside myself." On the other hand, "whoever does the will of my Father in Heaven is my brother, and sister, and mother."

And I hope that those that I have always called and believed to be friends (most especially friends on the Facebook through which I carry out a lot of my ministry) do not become as foolish as the family that I have therefore renounced. I hope rather that my friends can become my brothers, and my sisters, and my mothers; by doing the will of GOD, my God, my Father, my Creator.

Ikoro Iyineleda. July, 2017.

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My email address is theikoro@gmail.com. Thank you very much. Ikoro Iyineleda.

[quote author=Tomide05 post=57679545][/quote]My e-mail address is theikoro@gmail.com. Thank you very much. Ikoro Iyineleda.

Only GOD will not allow a disease to break out in Obafemi Awolowo University very soon, what with the frequent lack of water in the school. Hostels stink of urine, faeces, and unflushed toilets; and the sight of students carrying kegs and buckets to go and fetch water from distances extremely far from their rooms is a common though unfortunate phenomenon. Where the University of Ibadan is bragging of being not only the highest rated university in Nigeria {according to the latest rankings, which places it as the first Nigerian university to be listed in the first one thousand universities in the world} but of also having its own solar-generated supply of electricity very soon; Obafemi Awolowo University most often cannot supply electricity to its teeming population of students, and to supply water for it is an ill-placed impossibility. Great Ife! When will you stop exclamations of your name resembling exclamations of "NEPA!"? When will you live up to the hope we had in you when we placed our first choice of applications into university as Oba Awon University?

Our Father,
Who art in Heaven:
Hallowed be Thy Name,
Thy Queendom come;
Thy will be done with gays
as it is with Jesus.
Give us this day
our daily bread,
And forgive us our adulteries
as we forgive those
that fornicate against us.
Lead us all into homosexuality,
and deliver us from lesbianism:
For Thine is The Queendom,
its power and its glory,
for ever and ever,
Amen.

- Ikoro Iyineleda (November, 2016).

For those that think The Ikoro will ever be Christian again, note that Adedotun The Ikoro will never be ball again. And for those that believe The Ikoro can ever be a role model to those that are neither of the tribe of Masculinism nor believe in The LORD GOD Almighty, be aware that Ikoro Iyineleda will never be a role murdered.

I believed that the land of Ibadan was the most accursed land in the world, and that there could never be another land to beat it in terms of its being accursed in all its entirety. That it is most accursed still rings true, but that there can never be another land to beat it is a fact that I have had to re-consider ever since I gained admission into the Obafemi Awolowo University for a Post-Graduate Diploma programme.

The anguish that I have known as the author of Masculinism, in O.A.U., has been drummed into my being; such that the pain, the abuse (both sexual and otherwise; such that I am raped during my sleep each night in the Post-Graduate Hall wherein I was given accommodation), the sufferings are all a part of what I go through as I strive to obtain a Post-Graduate Diploma. Undergraduate students that I could have fathered if I hadn't preferred homosexuality to heterosexuality throw taunts and insults at me at every point in time; and to study becomes a daunting task as I face abuse even while I am trying to bury myself in my books.

I do not want to declare Obafemi Awolowo University an accursed land, even as I still curse Ibadanland even in my dreams. But the sufferings I have endured for Masculinism has reached an extent even on the campus of O.A.U. (my alma mater, for that matter) that I have no choice now but to state that Obafemi Awolowo University is decidedly heading towards being as accursed as Ibadanland.

- Adedotun The Ikoro.

Good afternoon, house. This is an appeal to Post-Graduate Diploma in Financial Management students to resume for work. MBA 603 lectures are on Tuesdays, 8a.m. to 10a.m.; at Adm. 221. FINANCIAL MANAGEMENT STUDENTS, LECTURES HAVE STARTED!!

The long-overdue strike action called forth by the labour movement over the current delay in the payment of salaries, pensions and allowances in Oyo State has come and gone. The strike action (which was a culmination of the arrest and detention of labour leaders protesting the alleged sale of certain public schools by the Oyo State government, and the protest by high school students over the same alleged sale) has turned out to be a complete failure.

What has labour won for the workers after almost two months of strike action?

The payment of two months’ salary arrears – which has still not been paid, as at today. The uncertainty as to whether salaries (which have not been paid once to high school teachers, this year) will be paid when due, after the promised two months of arrears have been paid – if indeed the promised is paid. And the long series of apologies with which the public has had to give in to the demands of the deluded governor of the state, who has demanded apology after apology – from that by parents of the high school students who were protesting the alleged sale of their schools, to that by the All Nigerian Conference of Principals of Secondary Schools (ANCOPSS), to that which now has to be made both by the students and the staff of the schools that were involved in the demonstration of their fundamental human rights by protesting an action by the state government that will affect both their lives and the lives of their parents. Plus – labour has won also – the uncertainty as to whether the schools mentioned above will still and indeed be sold.

What has labour won for the workers of Oyo State? Nothing! – most especially for high school teachers.

The governor of the state, Abiola Ajimobi (who is a perfect epitome of sit-tight dictators) has managed to have his way, despite two months or less of sitting down at home by workers in the state. That the above-mentioned schools will still be sold by his government is an almost certain certainty. And that salaries will still not be paid in Oyo State when due is an even more certain certainty. The labour movement of Oyo State (who were amply backed by their national counterparts) have turned out to be a shame on the workers of the state. And the dictator governor and his oppressive regime are laughing at them all.

Ikoro Iyineleda
Oba Akinyele Memorial High School
Bashorun, Ibadan.

Shut up!! If I wanted to hear from an arse-hole, I'D FART!!