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Politics / (photo) When You Know You Have A Share In The 2016 National Budget by Thestories1234(f): 8:05am On Jan 16, 2016
Very funny pics, Nigerians are looking for the 2016 national budget


See more :- http://www.stories1234.com/fun/funny-collections-of-photos-from-stories1234/20/10/2015/

Education / Re: What A Father Told His Son Who Is About To Start A University by Thestories1234(f): 2:54pm On Jan 08, 2016
cc: lalasticlala
Education / Re: What A Father Told His Son Who Is About To Start A University by Thestories1234(f): 2:39pm On Jan 08, 2016
This thing merit front page for our student sake o cc: lalasticlala
Events / About The Dec 19, 2015 Akwa Ibom 9,999 Christmas Carol Night, See Details by Thestories1234(f): 6:57am On Dec 12, 2015
The 2015 version of the 9,999 christmas carol night in Akwa Ibom state is here again, the event will come up on 19th December, 2015 and it will feature 9999 carol singers and other artists both within the country and afar.

Some Of the Guest Ministers and singers at the event includes Dr. Paul Adefarasin, Founder, Church On the Hills,James Edikan, Sammy Okposon, Freke Umoh, Aity Dennis & a Host Of Others.

Venue; Uyo Township Stadium

Time; 5pm

It can be recalled that the last 9999 carol singers in 2014 broke a record in guinness book of record as the largest christmas carol singer ever.

Source : www.stories1234.com/news-and-column/about-the-dec-19-2015-akwa-ibom-9999-carol-night-see-details-and-singers/11/12/2015/
Religion / Re: Post Your 'Front Page-Worthy' TOPICS And LINKS Here by Thestories1234(f): 3:49pm On Nov 21, 2015
emusmith:
Hello Friends,

With so many threads created here; some "Front Page Worthy" and others "NOT Front Page Worthy", we would love to really have a more organized and impactful section that will make Front Page more often than it has been.


For example:


TOPIC: Sex Destroyed Me; Took Away My Luck. I Need Help

LINK: https://www.nairaland.com/2248983/sex-destroyed-me-took-away




After taking this step, don't bother reminding myself and other moderators/supermods to move it to Front page because if it is Front Page Worthy, it will surely make Frontpage in the Appropriate Time.

Consider this thread a clarion call to sanitizing the Religious Section. In the bid to doing so, the following information needs to be well understood:


1. Do not discriminate any belief you know little or nothing about. If you must contribute, do that with courtesy, respect and maturity.


2. Religion lay emphasis on a Higher Being, be it Christianity, Islam, Buddhaism etc and I believe they all promote good living, kindness, love and respect. Through your help, we'll ensure(the best way we can) all these virtues are being restored to this section.


3. Before creating or quoting any thread, remember the rules of Nairaland. They will be enforced on anyone who breaks them



NB: Only Religious Threads Are Allowed Here!


Questions and Complaints will also be taken.


Thank You.

Topic BVN, NIN and tech-datas, consolidation data for mark of the anti-christ



Link: https://www.nairaland.com/2752792/bvn-nin-tech-datas-consolidation-data#40260355
Religion / BVN, NIN And Tech-datas, Consolidation Data For Mark Of The Anti-christ.. by Thestories1234(f): 3:33pm On Nov 21, 2015



It was about some few months ago when BVN became talk of the town, people were still struggling to enroll for their Bank Verification Number when the National Identity Management Commission decides to come up with their own number and this time around ,they call it National Identification Number (NIN). The bank and National Identification Management Commission (NIMC) suddenly enforced a strict rule on individuals making it compulsory to have these numbers or else face sanctions and that actually made me look into the word , research more and see how I can relate the physical with the spiritual.

Few questions came to my mind, like why suddenly did biometrics become the only good method of verifying your account or your identity?

Is it a must that they must capture your face? and if you don't know, that face capture automatically scan through your eyes and iris, a unique biometric property of your body?

Why is your fingerprint which we also know as a unique biometric property also captured just for you to have these numbers? It is true that "No two individuals in the world have been found with the same fingerprint, same with the Iris and most biometric property of the body".

Then the big question, why is BVN linked to all other bank account of ours?

This is to tell you that there is something more interesting about this BVN or NIN of a thing...?

At this juncture I will categorically state that while BVN or NIN may not be the mark of the antichrist at the moment but in the future , it will surely be one of the tool that the antichrist will be used to persecute believers. This piece will try to answer how that will happen.

I remember back then, in church when I was a very small, I used to be afraid and scared when my sunday school teacher do preach about the Antichrist in Revelations and the fact of believers not being able to sell or buy without the mark, it was something that marvelled me a lot...I used to believe that there will be a way out as I and our neighbours will always make use of our own paper note currency or maybe find a hiding place in the bush and start a new life.

But when the wonders technology like that of wireless transaction, smart cards, BVN and generally do come across my mind, there is this thought that also pop out in my mind which I will disclose soon.
As a man on earth, we look at it as a good thing, offcourse it a good development and improvement in standard of living but sometimes when I look at it from the religious or spiritual point of view, I see it as a different thing which is what make me wrote this piece.

At this moment , I will like to point this out that you should know that those that don't have the mark of the beast cannot sell or buy and what you need to know now at the moment is that the datas that is being gotten from you now are consolidation datas, it will be used against you if you are not raptured once the rapture takes place . At that period, the anti-christ will not suffer much to enforce the identity management system which will be the mark of the anti-christ. He will then merge your BVN and NIN together and that will then constitute the mark of beast, without it you can make transactions.

How will the mark or number of beast restrict transaction?

Just like the BVN restricted you from making transactions when you did not enroll from it, that is how the number, mark of the beast will prevent you from making transactions. Atleast you should by now that the main aim of CBN cashless policy is to completely eradicate the use of cash, by then every transactions will be done electronically and it won't take much effort to restrict transactions.

How come that the mark will be on the forehead or right hand?

First of all let me tell you about the Radio Frequency Identy (RFID) microchip, if you know about this RFID microchip, it won't take you much effort to understand how the mark will be on the forehead or the right hand, RFID microchip is a small device (possibly size of a rice grain) that is replacing the use of smart cards, it contains a number just like our smart cards, with the use of their respective scanners , information stored in it can be called up. They work the same way as our ATM CARDS and ATM mounted in banks works ,RFID microchip doesn't need power source, the power source is provided by the scanner, you shouldn't argue with me on this once since you have experience wireless charger in which we can use to charge our smart phones wirelessly without connecting cables . However Passive RFID was first used by the Americans to track their pet where about by inserting it deep into the dog skin, then the dog or whatever pet it is inserted to can be traced by a scanner(i.e a satellite in this case), for your information it is permanent once inserted, it can't be removed. It can store information about the medical status and whole lot of other data.

Now that we have known what RFID chip is, with much confidence , I would like to tell you that humans can be chipped as well, the world see it as a new innovation, a human that has a RFID chip inserted in his/her body can be able to open a security door in a company restricted to be opened only by that person, if a microchipped person is involved in a emergency situation(let say accident and is in an unconscious state he/she can't move or talk) the data about the person can be retrieved by the doctor using a scanner, a person that is microchip can open his car at a wave of a hand without using keys, there are more things a person that is microchipped can do, if you think am lying you can search online and read about the over 200 Sweden employees that were micro-chipped.

I know by now we may have read about the Obama antichrist law saga, it is about this same microchip of a thing.

Obama didn't succeed sha, but do you still remember Rev.13vs.12 And he exerciseth all the power of the first beast before him,and causeth the earth and them which dwell therein to worship the first beast, ... Take ur mind to the USA general election coming up soon, that is another coming to replace Obama...Am not actually saying Obama is a beast , I don't have any evident anyway..

Sorry I took so long to explain and analysis the microchip without answering our so called question of "why the mark of the antichrist will be on the forehead or the hand".

Well the chip will be well accessed when inserted on the forehead as it will always be visible always and will not take time or much effort to be scanned or on the right hand since human frequently make use of it.

It will happen that the mark of the beast which is also the microchip am talking about will possibly contains your BVN for transactions, NIN , Social security Number, Tax Id Number, School reg number, and all possibly number., these number will be merge into one chip and inserted into the individual.

Rev Chapter.13 [16] And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads:
[17] And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.


Just like we are giving datas to the government , that is the same way we will be forced to accept the mark and get chipped , since RFID microchips don't get damage and is rubbed and encoded with appropriate chemicals that will make it adapt and function as part of the body system. Then the people won't argue much without accepting to be chipped.

One thing you should know is that you shouldn't miss the rapture.

You should also believe with me by now that with RFID microchip and all these technology it won't take much effort for the govt to start monitoring the activity of the civilian, by that time, there will be hiding place.

Revelation 13:10
“If anyone is to go into captivity,
into captivity they will go.
If anyone is to be killed[a] with the sword,
with the sword they will be killed.”
This calls for patient endurance and faithfulness on the part of God’s people. .


The implementation of the mark of the beast may or may not be after the rapture , it is written that the antichrist will be and is to be and forever will be fighting meaning the antichrist may still be in existence today and may be a top government official who will implement this law. For the mean moment keep in mind that the datas we are giving out today are consolidation datas and it doesn't actually mean this datas or number represents the mark.



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Literature / In My Darkest Hour, A Story That Depict What Will Hapen In The Darkest Hour.... by Thestories1234(f): 9:48pm On Aug 16, 2015


In that moment where nothing makes sense, that moment where all you hear is your heart beating… I close my eyes and begin to imagine.
Wait, imagine or dream? I don’t really know the difference right now.


I see my casket lowered into the ground… When did I die?


Then I begin to shiver in fear.


Then my heart becomes weak… I begin to shiver like a child sleeping in a room full of ice.

I can see people who never showed me loved… people who never respond to me, even people who have done nothing but hurt my soul, I could see them right there.. . They are looking sad but am not sure how genuine it is. I had nothing against them.

I see my friends weeping… those who really care; I see them in pains… I could feel their pain.

It felt good to know I was loved by this very few people…

But just then… Everywhere becomes dark.

I could see nothing!


I coulnt see my nails which are white… Everywhere was quiet.

The fear, torment and horror in my heart at that moment, you can’t imagine.
But no matter how I fear or panic, there was no heart attack there. I have to face the silent and horror of the moment.

I remember growing up in Ikot Ntuen, somewhere in Oruk Anam, Akwa Ibom, Nigeria, and Africa if I must add.

Yes I remember those quiet nights where Daddy was not home and Mummy was away. I had to wait in the night with my sibling for them to return. Then every sound I hear, it was as if a ghost is coming for us.

But this place was worst… I had no idea what comes next.

Then I begin to cry, Do Ghosts cry?

Is devil coming for me? Am I going to hell?

Then I heard footsteps coming!

I look for a place to run… but there is no running here… my feet fail me.

Then bow to the ground and cover my face with my hands…. I didn’t want to see the torment coming to me. The footsteps stop right in front of me.

And then a voice called my full name which only few know ‘Mfon Abel Udo Udom Ekene-Eyene’

Who knew my name? Should I open my eyes…

Then..

I open my eyes!

There was God!

Everywhere was now bright! There was God! I could see gold everywhere… It was awesome.. Then I looked at myself… I was transformed!

This is just an interesting piece, but one thing is sure, there will be God. Even in the dark hours… when you die… when no one will be there, there will be God.

Don’t ask me how he looks like… There will be God!


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Literature / The Cult Pursuit, A Story Of A University Student In The Hands Of Cultist..... by Thestories1234(f): 9:22pm On Aug 14, 2015


My name is Victor, 21yrs old and a 300L student of OAU studying Communication Art, the story you are about to read is about how I was attacked by cultist...

It happened on 20th October, 2004, so on that fateful day, I took my bath, take my breakfast and dressed like a nigga , a dressed code I always admire , I didn't know what came over me as I just over did it , I wore chains all over myself, I wore a cap and turned the face to the back.....I pulled the jeans down to the level of my yan*sh , a style we guys called sagging....

I wanted to show off that day, I look at myself at the mirror, I liked myself, the way I look, I didn't bother the level of rogueness the costume made me look like, afterall , they know me for always doing stupid and funny things.

I checked the time, it was 7.15am and we were to start our first lectures by 8.00am. So I stepped out of the house , walk down to the main road , boarded a taxi , plugged in my ear piece as the taxi was rolling to the school and I was actually playing some cool music - actually some hot rap.

Finally the driver matched the break slowing down the taxi as we approach the school main gate, I told the driver to drop me as I want to take a shortcut to my department....

I paid the driver and walked into the school swaggaCIOUSLY , a kind of do some pally, at this point in time, I think I was looking very rogue with the combination of my costume and walking style.....

As I was approaching our department , I noticed a group of bad boys, and immediately one of them pointed at me and it was like he said "THAT'S IS HIM" and the next thing , all of them start pursuing me, what did I do wrong ? I asked myself, am not a cultist either that would have made me think that maybe one of our members have committed that would make them go after me..........I WAS STANDING IN AW WONDERING WHAT IS WRONG

and I also notice that they were equipped with weapons, one of them brought out his sword while pursuing me , the other a matchet and I didn't wait anymore to look as I took to my hills even though I haven't known my sin.......

On a normal occasion, I would have stand to explain but the way they come after me showed they want me dead , maybe who knows I am dressing like their rival cult member....

They were actually strong men and they run after me like KNIGHTS OF CAMELOT, they were closing the space between me and them at a very faster speed and time. My heart was beating faster and energy was no longer enough to carry my lazy leg, my leg has done a lot of work and is tired.
Even at the kind of weakness I felt , my enemies were still running after me as if the work done by them is just opening a packet of chin chin, maybe they are under the influence of Ikpó.... I THOUGHT

After 5 minutes of running, I turned back and I see I was making some nice moves, I have leave a nice space in between which give me the encouragement that I can outrun them.
Just then the sword they were holding shone through the early morning sun light directly into my eyes and oh, I hit my leg and felt with a large thud to the ground.....

Within 9seconds, one of them was with me and they didn't even allow him to land a step when he got a command from their boss, "PIERCE HIM, WE DON'T HAVE SO MUCH TIMES" , he lifted up the sword and was to hit me which I dodged and turned my face up, the sword apparently stick to the ground ,atleast I can see my killer , I can come back and ghost hunt him....I thought
Immediately the other cultist ran to the position I was lieing, they came with full force to kill , I can see the one of the cult guy raise the matchet up so as to cut me, then something funny happened as one that pointed me telling the cult group to pursue me push the other cultist with the matchet to the ground and shouted....

THIS IS NOT HIM, I HAVE MISTAKEN HIM TO BE RALPH......

Dressing like a rogue nearly killed me and since that day I never dress in such manner........

WHAT'S IS YOU TAKE ON THIS, leave a comment

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Literature / In The Midst Of Worry,the Story Of A Banker Whose Something Suprising Happen To by Thestories1234(f): 12:59pm On Aug 05, 2015


It was on the 4th of November,2003, on that day I woke up in the morning and checked the time, it was 8.30 am, I screamed as I was late for work, a bank work for that matter, "I have to get things done faster" , banks don't waste time greeting their workers with a sack letter, already for the past 2 weeks , I have been misbehaving with my work and duties at my workplace.

I thought the last two week was the worst week for me ever, I have even been giving query by the bank two times and threatened to be sacked if I ever repeat my offence once more time . . . . . but today I shouldn't have wake up late after being advised by the Branch Manager to come to work early as the banks expects a high profile guest. I was still wondering the devil that was behind the whole act that made me woke up at that time...

I did not bother to take a full bath not to talk of taking my breakfast, around 8.45 am , I was heading to the garage where my car was packed, who knows ,maybe the wicked Branch Manager may not even show up before me , that was my faith at that time.......

I quickly open the car door and ignite the car and to my suprise the car refuse to start, I initially thought it was warm up problem, so I tried starting the car for next 5 times and fortunately on the 6th attempt, the engine responded and I boost it up for 3minutes , I quickly click the gear and up it went towards the gate and stopped moving just outside the compound, I was frustrated because it didn't show any sign of starting anymore. That was the time I experienced the real fear ever in my life....

Once more time, I checked the time and it was 9.30 am , I was extremely late for work, I was wondering what my fate will be that day as I think about my life, I could remember the last time a high profile guest like that came to the branch ,and how Wilson , an active worker in the branch was sacked despite the plead by our former branch manager, his offence was that he went for break without signing the checkout booklet.

I thought to myself , mine couldn't be different, to make it worst , our new and current manager is not a type that can plead for his workers, for the past two weeks , I have been passing through hell because of this man......unlike my previous good performance, the man is more concern in the bad than good, through out my stay of 3 years working for the bank , there was no bad record of my performance, he is aware of this fact, according , my performance is always excellent and stands out compared to other workers in the bank.

Just then as I was thinking about my life, the street mechanic showed up , I called his attention , it took him 30 minutes trying to fixed the fault which made me start loading for an alternative , I had to pay a taxi to my place of work.

I was so bitter by the events that happenned that day, the traffic hold up , the driver branching to fuelled his car, dropping off passengers and at some point in time, I shouted at the driver when he drives slowly trying to check if the person standing by the roadside will break him....

Finally I was at the bank, and I checked the time, it was 11.35am , our high profile visitor was already in the house, there was a meeting going on...I can hear them discussing about me, they were checking my record, I fear because if am sacked, I will invariably leave the city for the village, then what will I tell my two year old kid, that I was sacked cause I didnt wake up early....and what about my parent, all their hope is on me....

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I entered the meeting hall trembling , nobody said anything to me, I detected danger, I greeted the guest and he was staring at me like he has met his ex-girlfriend, I wanted to explain what happen, he cut me short and advise not to explain.....

HE NOW HANDED OVER AN ENVELOPE TO ME....I opened it
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IT WAS A PROMOTION LETTER, I was promoted to the post of assistant secretary at the National Headquarter and my salary increased from 100k to 450k......

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Our guest said as he addresse us that he saw me standing by the road side with the mechanic, he then picked the other letter, from the inscription, I can see it was SACKED LETTER, he folded it and throw it in a dust bin.....

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THAT'S HOW I WAS SUPRISED IN THE MIDST OF WORRY.

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What's your say on the story,


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Literature / In The Lonely Hour…..an Interesting Piece Written By Mfonobong Abel Ekene by Thestories1234(f): 8:44pm On Aug 03, 2015
This stories was written by Mfonobong Abel Ekene, it's an interesting piece to keep your day...




RELAX AND ENJOY

In the lonely hour...

I was so alone... So I decided to take a walk. Everywhere was dark, it was about 10pm. I walked for 10 minutes and then I sat beside the road.

As I watch the cars pass by... I wonder if the woman that will someday be my wife is inside one of them...
I also wonder if she is in this country... Is She in South Africa? Jamaica? America? China?, Togo? where?

Then I said to myself 'If only I can just see her face' So I close my eyes and tried to imagine but my brain saw nothing. I laughed at myself....

Suddenly I heard the sound of thunder, I wondered if a bomb was exploding. Before I knew it, it was raining.
So I started to run towards home.
As I run...
The Thunder was stronger
The rain was bigger... I was getting wet.
Why me?


Just then I hit something and fell down. I was weak... I couldn't stand. Then I touched my knee, I was bleeding. I could feel my soul leaving my body... I could hear hymns on the other side. I was helpless, where am i going?


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Crime / Re: My Encounter With A Gay, A True Life Story That Happenned In Nigeria By Timothy by Thestories1234(f): 10:48pm On Aug 02, 2015
glamourroudy:
Pls tak down dat picture

It's just for illustration, is it against nairaland rules?
Crime / My Encounter With A Gay, A True Life Story That Happenned In Nigeria By Timothy by Thestories1234(f): 10:29pm On Aug 02, 2015


This is a real life story, it may seems fake but I can stand to testify that this story is very true. It happenned in Nigeria precisely Owerri of Imo state...

For security reasons , I have decided to change the names of people in this post.

My name is Timothy, the story am about to narrate to you happenned three years ago in the Land of Owerri when I was still in secondary school.

Here goes the story,

So that very year during our school break, I decided to spend my holiday with my uncle, I really really enjoyed the holiday but I won't forget this awful incident am about telling you now in the story........ Some of the days in my stay at my uncle's place we do had visitors that will come over to sleep at our place, they spend the night with us and then depart anyday they feel like to go.

You may want to know who my uncle is that always have a couple of visitors,.... well my uncle is a Pastor, this visitors am talking about are either invited guest that will anchor a church program, church members maybe that visited the town and will not be able to go back to his destination that same day , or even his pastor colleague.

So there was this particular pastor has been coming to visit us atleast once in a while in a week during my stay at my uncle's place, that particular day he came during evening time. My uncle wasn't around.

As usual , we started discussing and gisting ourselves , I don't know how it happenned, he started talking about my fine boyliness and telling how he has been observing a couple of girls in the compound being interested in me...., maybe he was trying to see if I'll have voice out my opinion in the matter which I didn't and somehow somehow he asked me whether am a virgin and 'I said yes that am a virgin',

........he now started telling me stories of how he had am affair with his Boss's wife, telling me his Boss travel out to somewhere far leaving him and his wife in the house alone, he now told me how the wife got interest in him and invited him to bed which he pretended to refuse but later accepted and had a carnal knowledge of her, '
I was listening without saying anything as I was ashame listening to a pastor made such a confession to me'

I was very suprised listening to a pastor tell me such a story, I didn't know the motive behind the story, he finished the story by concluding that his experience with his Boss's wife was awesome.

Fast forward that part, my uncle actually came back ,and as we normally do , we took our bath, eat, discuss and went to bed in our one room apartment, I was sleeping on the bed with him while my uncle was sleeping on the ground in the same room.

It was 5.00am in the morning, It was as if someone was on top of me, I woke up to discover that the Pastor that visited us was on top of me romancing, I was shocked because I didn't imagine that happening, I now shake him off my body thinking maybe he was doing it unconsciously, only for him to tell me not to behave like a woman that I should let him do it.

He said I should not fear and even drew my attention to the fact that my uncle who I thought was still sleeping on the ground has gone out for early morning evangelism........ Well he tried his luck a few couple time trying to convince which I did not agree....................

But what marvels me was that he was still the same person that pitch a mighty prayer session during morning devotion that morning .

That's is my story of how I got to know that gays really exist in Nigeria, I will like to hear your comments

A true life story written by Timothy

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Jokes Etc / My Punishment For Staying Back From Church, Story Written By Paul Morgan by Thestories1234(f): 8:38pm On Aug 02, 2015
]It happenned on a day like this, a very chil sunday like this, I didn't fancy the idea of going to church that day but at the same time I didn't want my parent to know because already I know they won't like my decision.

So like I do on every other sundays which I decide not to go to church , I had to take my bath and pretend as if I will go and then when dad and mom will leave, I will relax and go to bed, my trick always work wella as my parent are church workers and had to go to church early and return late . So they won't notice if I had actually gone to church or not without me telling them.

After taking my bath it was about 6.21 am, I know they normally leave for church latest 6.30 am as they are workers in the church, I realise they were convinced that I will be in church when the normal church service will start by 8am . But on that fateful day, they delayed , it was as if they knew my plan , being a tight sharp guy ,I had to continue my faking , so I had to polish my shoe, iron daddy and mom wears just to fake , it was at 7.45am and still they didn't leave, to continue my fakingness, I rush to my room , put on my church wears as if I will be going to church that day then came out and requested for my breakfast in which I was directed by mom to the dinning room.

I was still eating my breakfast , that was about 7.51 am when dad and mom rush to car and leave for church informing me to come later, Bleep church , I said to myself I can have all the fun in this big house alone. I quickly locked all the doors and windows to avoid disturbance by my neighbour who always checked on me before going to church, offcourse we always go to church together.

Five minutes later just as I was packing up the breakfast plates, those neighbours of mine showed up , they knocked at the door and decided by themselves that I have gone to church and off they went.

I quickly went to my bedroom, took one shot of squadron(an alcoholic drink) and off I went to a deep sleep. I woked and check my wrist watch , it was 9.05am .I was loaded with too much water inside , I have to urinate. But Shit I was still wearing my church wears, I quickly removed those wears, I was heading to the toilet with only my boxers on, to discharge the urine but I can't believe what my eyes saw when I moved out of my bedroom, I was standing in front of a large crowd, looking at my side was our church pastor, and looking down was the elders, deacons . Shit I was at the church podium standing naked.

But how did I even get there , wow Mumcy forgot her bible in the house and came back home , seeing me sleeping on my bed with the church wears, she thought I must have mistakenly slept off and then she woke me up , under the influence of alcohol, I didn't remember I had join Mumcy and gone to church and then that was how I actually got to sleep in the church rest room, uh the rest room was just at the back of the church pulpit.

Oh, what a shame I was standing naked in the pulpit to the amazement of church members just because I didn't want to go to church.

I learnt a lesson never to stay back from church. Keep your comments rolling in what is your say. Use comment box below,

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Literature / Re: My Encounter With The Box Of Ancient And Mystical Order Rosae Crucis (AMORC) by Thestories1234(f): 8:26pm On Aug 02, 2015
stonecoldcafe:
Intriguing storyline but your grammar can do with a bit of tweaking. I can tell the quality of your site by what you've dropped here. You may want to read through again and arrange your work correctly.

By the way its not 'curled' (sentence at the end) its 'culled' like culled from.


Thanks for the correction
Literature / The Desire For My Woman That Day Written By Paul Morgan by Thestories1234(f): 5:09pm On Jul 29, 2015
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I couldn't sleep because something was bordering my soul, it was about 9.30 pm in the night that fateful monday and all the neighbour's doors were locked , I believe some must have already gone to bed by tat time, I didn't have anybody to have a conversation with, it was such a lonely night for me, I was disturbed in my inner spirit.

I strolled out of my small tent to feel the breeze of the air, who knows maybe I will forget my sorrows. The inner me told me that someone special was what I needed at that moment, the angel of my life was who I ought to be with at that particular time , but unfortunately she had travelled out of the country for a training last year, she was the immaculate type , a caring one who can let her life because of me, she doesn't joke with the man of her life..............

and for myself I am a man that sticks to one girl, I don't fancy the idea of having many girls in my life, although my colleague often advise I do chill out with some pretty chicks as the Lady of my life has travelled out of the country, I often refuse the idea. I believe a man should cherished and give respect to the lady he plans to spend his future with.

Anyway she was to be in Nigeria that day, I couldn't reach her through as she was on flight and her phone was in airplane mode...

As I was strolling in open space, I had an instinct to call the love of my life maybe the plane may have landed Nigeria, the breeze on the open space was getting stronger , it's obvious it'll rain , but yet the inside tent was too hot, I quickly went inside the tent and brought out a mat and lay down while dialling her number, her number didn't go through on the first attempt, shit I said to myself , I need to have a conversation with this lady who has stolen my heart away...

I tried the second time all to no avail.....,

The third time wasn't successful as well, I was so eager to speak with this beauty queen.

On the fourth trial, luckily for me , I can hear the phone ringing , I know she would soon pick up, after a couple of time ringing , the call ended being unanswered.

I was exhausted and rested on my pillow as I set for fifth attempt.

After few minutes, I dial her number and she hastily pick it up. my angel was on the line, I can hear her sweet voice speaking to me and the tension in me was reduced, she said she was heading to my place, we chatted on the phone and within some few minutes.

she was at my place, it was the cold monday ever and I hugged her tight like never before, and I can feel peace reign over my soul as I have finally be with my Lover..............

suddenly a splashed of light and water splashed on me, then
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OH NO , I WOKE UP ONLY TO DISCOVER IT WAS ONLY A DREAM, I WAS STILL LYING OUTSIDE ON THE MAT WITH MY PHONE ON MY CHEST, I WAS DREAMING UNDER THE HEAVY RAIN....... . How I wish it was true.. . .

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Literature / Re: My Encounter With The Box Of Ancient And Mystical Order Rosae Crucis (AMORC) by Thestories1234(f): 4:52pm On Jul 29, 2015
Ama post long stories
Jokes Etc / Re: Story Of Ikwebu by Thestories1234(f): 1:13pm On Jul 28, 2015
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Literature / My Encounter With The Box Of Ancient And Mystical Order Rosae Crucis (AMORC) by Thestories1234(f): 1:44pm On Jul 27, 2015


On the 31st of December 2004, around 5:47 am, one of my Uncles woke me up from the parlour where I slept alone because all the rooms were filled up as it was Christmas and everyone had just returned home.

So, as he took me to his room, he showed me a silvered box and asked me to carry it to the backyard. I did. When I was there with the box, he asked me to burn it entirely without leaving anything behind except for the ashes. I demanded to know why should I do it and he said, “They said it is evil. They said I should burn it. But I don’t see any evil in it.” My heart bumped.

Who were “they”? I soliloquized. It was at the long last I realized that they was my aunt in Lagos, who, apparently was revealed to a secret that he was a Rosicrucian, belonging to the largest fraternity in the world, the Ancient and Mystical Order Rosae Crucis (AMORC).

From what I read from his Initiation Certificate, he was initiated around 1978… and to me, it was just a long story that I needed not to know and so,I decided to keep the box to myself and read the contents. As I read them, I fell sick… That was when my miserable life really began…

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Literature / Story Of Sylvestar Stallone(rocky) One Of The SADDEST Stories Ever Told In Holly by Thestories1234(f): 8:37am On Jul 23, 2015
This is one of the SADDEST stories ever told in Hollywood. His name is Sylvestar Stallone. One of the BIGGEST and Most famous American Movie superstars.

Back in the day, Stallone was a struggling actor in every definition. At some point, he got so broke that he stole his wife's jewellery and sold it. Things got so bad that he even ended up homeless. Yes, he slept at the New York bus station for 3 days. Unable to pay rent or afford food. His lowest point came when he tried to sell his dog at the liquor store to any stranger. He didn't have money to feed the dog anymore. He sold it at $25 only.

He says he walked away crying. Two weeks later,he saw a boxing match between Mohammed Ali and Chuck Wepner and that match gave him the inspiration to write the script for the famous movie,ROCKY. He wrote the script for 20 hours! He tried to sell it and got an offer for $125,000 for the script.

But he had just ONE REQUEST. He wanted to STAR in the movie. He wanted to be the MAIN ACTOR. Rocky himself. But the studio said NO. They wanted a REAL STAR. They said he "Looked funny and talked funny". He left with his script. A few weeks later,the studio offered him $250,000 for the script. He refused. They even offered $350,000. He still refused. They wanted his movie. But NOT him. He said NO. He had to be IN THAT MOVIE.

After a while,the studio agreed,gave him $35,000 for the script and let him star in it! The rest is history! The movie won Best Picture, Best Directing and Best Film Editing at the prestigious Oscar Awards. He was even nominated for BEST ACTOR! The Movie ROCKY was even inducted into the American National Film Registry as one of the greatest movies ever! And do You know the first thing he bought with the $35,000? THE DOG HE SOLD. Yes,Stallone LOVED HIS DOG SO MUCH that he stood at the liquor store for 3 days waiting for the man he sold his dog to.

And on the 3rd day,he saw the man coming with the dog. Stallone explained why he sold the dog and begged for the dog back. The man refused. Stallone offered him $100. The man refused. He offered him $500. And the guy refused. Yes,he refused even $1000. And,Believe it or Not,Stallone had to pay $15,000 for the same,same dog he sold at $25 only! And he finally got his dog back!

And today,the same Stallone who slept in the streets and sold his dog JUST BECAUSE he couldn't even feed it anymore,is one of the GREATEST Movie Stars who ever walked the Earth! Being broke is BAD. Really BAD. Have You ever had a dream? A wonderful dream? But You are too broke to implement it? Too tiny to do it? Too small to accomplish it? Damn! I've been there too many times! Life is tough. Opportunities will pass you by,just because you are a NOBODY. People will want your products but NOT YOU. Its a tough world. If you ain't already famous, or rich or "connected", You will find it rough. Doors will be shut on You. People will steal your glory and crash your hopes.

You will push and push. And yet NOTHING WILL HAPPEN. And then your hopes will be crashed. You will be broke. Damn broke. You will do odd jobs for survival. You will be unable to feed yourself. And Yes, you may end up sleeping in the streets. It happens. Yes, it does. BUT NEVER LET THEM CRUSH THAT DREAM. Whatever happens to You, Keep Dreaming. Even when they crush your hopes, Keep Dreaming. Even when they turn you away, Keep Dreaming. Even when they shut you down, Keep Dreaming. NO ONE KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE CAPABLE OF EXCEPT YOURSELF! People will judge You by HOW you look. And by WHAT You have. But please, Fight on! Fight for Your place in history. Fight for your glory. NEVER EVER GIVE UP! Even if it means selling all your clothes and sleeping with the dogs, ITS OKAY! But AS LONG AS YOU ARE STILL ALIVE, Your STORY IS NOT OVER. TRUST ME.

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Jokes Etc / Story Of Ikwebu by Thestories1234(f): 8:23am On Jul 23, 2015
In 1993, Ikwebu was reported to have repeated primary four, thrice. He was so dull that his class teacher wrote him off as a waste of classroom space. The teacher called him one day, looked him in the eye and told him that he would never amount to anything in life. One day Ikwebu's father came to school to check out how his son was doing.

The teacher told him quite frankly that she had never seen such a dumb boy in all her life; and advised him to withdraw and enroll him under a handicraft man because formal schooling for Ikwebu would be a total waste of energy, time and money.

The father, shocked at the feedback, withdrew his son from the school and the entire family subsequently moved to India. Two decades later, the class teacher was diagnosed with a brain tumor. All the doctors she met strongly advised her to undergo a surgical procedure. . Two decades later, the class teacher was diagnosed with a brain tumor. All the doctors she met strongly advised her to undergo a surgical procedure. They further affirmed that there was only a certain doctor in the entire world (practicing in India) who could perform this procedure. Left with no other option, the teacher agreed to have the surgery performed.

She travelled to India, performed the surgery and it was successful. Several hours later, she woke up from the anesthesia effect. When she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome doctor smiling down at her. She wanted to thank him but could not speak. Suddenly her face started to turn pale. She frantically made attempts to raise her hand and tell him something but couldn't. She struggled till she gave up the ghost and died. .

The doctor was shocked and turned to the man that walked into the room some minutes after he came in to see what might have happened. He could not just fathom what happened.

Eventually he found out that it was our dear friend Ikwebu (now working as a cleaner in the Indian hospital) who had walked in on that fateful day and foolishly disconnected the lady's ventilator to connect his phone charger. Wait, You thought that Ikwebu became the doctor? Hahahahahaha! Not in this my story

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Politics / Re: Buhari Meets Young Nigerians In Washington D.C by Thestories1234(f): 8:08am On Jul 23, 2015
He is enjoying over there

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