My 37 Year War With satan part 2d

One day (Mon June 8 2026) I was driving around the corner to buy some groceries. I saw a little girl, maybe 13 years old, sitting on the side of the road, and no one (parent/guardian) with her. She had no shoes or slippers on her feet, and was wrapped with just a simple whiteish cloth. After I bought the groceries, I drove home, and then walked over to the place where she was sitting. I tried to talk to her, and thought she just needs some money, so I went to the grocery store again and got 30k Naira cash to give her. As I reached her again, it became obvious to me that money alone would not help her, so I asked her to come with me to the house, where I can take care of her. We got to the house and Tunji and Itunu suddenly appeared and started trying to talk to her also. She said her name was Deborah, and she claimed to be 15 years old. She was unable to comunicate who her mother was, ( or father ). We noticed all kinds of wounds mostly on her lower legs. We determined they could heal on their own. She seemed mentally challenged a bit, as she was not communicating at the level of a 15 year old, but maybe 5 or 6 years old. Her movements were not very normal, as she would sway a bit in her upper body from time to time. Even when I gave her some scrambled egg to eat, I thought she could eat it by herself, but after 3 or four spoons, she lost control of the bowl and poured the rest of the egg on the floor. After Tunji and Itunu left, I tried to get her to put on some of my clothes I thought would fit her. She was unable to, so I did not force the issue. She spent the night in my room, while I slept on the couch in the living room. On Tuesday (the very next day), my brother Kole (in America) texted me saying he had been getting calls about me taking in a girl with mental issues, and that there could be legal issues, and it could be considered kidnapping. I knew right away it wasn’t him, but satan, trying to make me put the girl back on the road helpless or something. Later I asked Tunji if he told Kole about the girl, and he said emphatically “No”. I knew 100% it could not be Itunu, so I didn’t bother to ask her. A big hole in satans approach - he made Kole say “I have been getting calls”, meaning more than one person called him. Only Tunji and Itunu knew, and neither called him, so I confronted him on that point, and he was never able to answer who called him. satan exposed. She stayed with me Tuesday and Wednesday, mostly just eating and sleeping. The very first night when she slept on my bed, sometime after she fell asleep, she vomitted some of the food I had given her. She rolled off the bed a couple times and I tried to put her back, but after the second or third time, I just left her on the floor. At one point, she started to shake a bit, and it looked very familair to me. In the course of my war with satan, I had experienced maybe 6 or 7 times at night, where my body just began to shake vigorously. There was no pain involved, and I knew 100% it was a spiritual thing going on with my body. So these are two signs I have come to know will show when bad spiritual elements are leaving your body. Vomitting and vigorous shaking. I concluded that is what was going on, and the shaking soon stopped just like it did with me those times it happened. She was perfectly fine Tuesday and Wednesday, so I believed my conclusion was right, and she had fought off some of the bad spirits that was causing her not to be her complete self. On Thursday morning, she remained sleeping even till 11am. I just thought she needed a lot of rest, so I did not bother her. Around 2:30 pm, I heard a noise in the room, so I went to check on her, and found her shaking again, but this time in a more serious looking way. I tried to communicate with her, but she was not responsive to me. I realized its something serious and I have to take her to hospital ( to be honest, I really thought satan was now trying to kill her in my house, thinking I may not be discerning enough to know its time to take her to hospital ).  I rushed her to hospital in my car. On the way, I could hear her struggling to breathe. I even thought she had died at one point as all the sounds from her stopped, but then it started again, so I knew she was still alive. At the hospital, they ran tests, and found nothing. The shaking stopped, and no breathing problems again. I thought this supports my hypothesis that its just spiritual, and not a physical/medical condition. The hospital has a wicked policy, that whoever brought the patient in, has to stay there in the hospital, 24/7, sitting only in a plastic chair. I already knew there’s no way I can do 24 hrs, so I asked Itunu to help me cover 6 hours in the day ( from 12 noon till 6pm ), and then I would do the remaining 18 hours. After doing that for 6 days straight, my body could not handle it anymore. My mind was in a dark place and I now told them I cannot do it anymore, and since the tests did not find anything and those symptoms are gone, I should be able to take her home and care for her there. The other issue I had is that I was now out of money, and in Nigeria, they dont treat without payment. Given these two conditions, they would be forced to let me take her home and care for her, but God intervened. Eventually after a little back and forth, they agreed, I don’t have to stay in the hospital 24/7, but can come at 10am, and leave at 4pm - only 6 hours. Also, the hospital social workers stepped in to start taking some of the financial responsibility for her care. They assured me she would be treated even if we cannot pay upfront. I was very much delighted with this. I know 100% it was God doing his part. So satan has to try his best in this situation, and one morning when I went to visit her, there was a gynacologist, who started asking me questions. They had contacted him to assess if there were signs of rape by me. They even took samples from her privates, to check for sperm. I just completely ignored that whole deal, as I knew it was impossible to convict me in any way. But while they had called a gynacologist for that, they never called any doctor to assess and treat her wounds, which were now looking more serious. I knocked them over the head with that obvious satanic move. June 23, I was surprised when I got to the hospital, Debora was sitting in a chair, rather than sleeping as usual. As soon as she saw me, she ran to me and hugged me. The progress from the day before was remarkable. She asked me to bring her a notebook and a pen, which I did the next day. She started by writing numbers from 1 to 100, then letters from A to Z, and then did a lot of multiplication. I was sooo happy to see this. June 24, the social workers surprised me at the hospital. They had found Deborah’s dad and grandma. After a long discussion, we agreed I would go with Deborah’s dad to the welfare office in Ife, and he would officially hand over her care to me. With the documents stating that, she is ready to be released from hospital. I have prepared her room, with a bed, fan, chair and table. On the singing side, Enitans voice is hardly showing in my voice anymore. June 26, Enitans voice is completely gone from me now. Satan has controlled the welfare woman to deny us the ability to transfer care of Debora from her father to me. The first reason they gave is that I am a male, and she is a female minor, meaning there could be danger of sexual molestation on my part. I countered with the fact that the same goes for boys and in todays world, is an even bigger issue, grown men sexually molesting young boys, so that rule is nonsensical. Also, could her own father not possibly be sexually molesting her? Is he not an adult male like myself that they are giving custody to? The other thing they now brought up is that I am single, and not married. I asked them how many thousands of children are being raised by single parents in Ife alone, talkless of Nigeria. Another nonesensical rule. Obviously, is is satans last gasps at trying to prevent her from entering what would be a heaven to her. I already know these attempts are feeble, and will give way in the end. She will be with me soon, and satan has lost her completely forever. Amen.

I think satan tried to kill me last night (July 3). Two times, I woke up at first dazed, and not all in my senses, but a feeling like I was dying and my heart started beating fast. There was zero concern in me as I already know 100% he can do nothing to me. I just went back to sleep, but remembered his attempts in the morning to write them down. 1:30 am Saturday July 4, woke up to a certain loosening of satan’s grip on the twist on my left leg. It was so significant, it actually seemed like he left my body, and now the twist was completely undone, but in the morning, it was still there a bit, with the contention in a very small area, to the front of the foot, near the big toe. For maybe the first time, the way my leg/hip/foot will untwist, seems like a logical way/possibility that it can/will happen. It is clearly a matter of one month or less, before I am 100% physically, with no twist at all. Back to the way I was before all this nonsense started.  On a somewhat related note, I must mention that Tunji, whom satan caused to fight me physically twice, and ended up having to leave our compound, is now one of my greatest allies.  His journey out of satans kingdom is underway, and looks promising.  Similar to the security guard I also fought physically at OAU - A very good friend now.  Yomi too, also became and ally, and things are very good between us.

July 11,

The war with satan is now at the easiest and sweetest point so far. I know it will get even sweeter, but still this is the sweetest so far. I am reminded of a chess game I played once with the computer. Over the years, I would occasionally get the feeling for chess, though it's not my favourite game at all. Especially recently, I seem to like chess less and less as much more fun games are there, which I much prefer. Anyhow I was never able to come close to beating the computer at chess. One time, I got lucky and pulled out a draw, but all other times, it would clobber me within 9 moves or so. This one particular day however, the particular game I played totally confused the computer, and to my bewilderment, I was winning easily. When he had only a few pieces left, he started to make the most ridiculously stupid moves. I couldn’t believe it was the same computer that gave me such a hard time in the past. Needless to say, that never happened again after that. Today, I’m sure it was God showing me something I would recognize in the future, which is now how easy it is to clobber satan at every move he tries to make. 

July 15

Enitans voice came back in mine just a little again. It’s the way it goes with satan. Sometimes its two steps forward, one step back. It will look like you’ve overcome something with him, and then a short time and its right back. He’s hoping it will demoralize you, but it never did me, and I’m even much stronger now, it just seems like a joke now when he does that. He’s been doing the same thing with the water supply in my house. I will get it back for some time, and then he will take it again. Even if he makes you go three steps back, know you are always in forward motion as long as you maintain your stance in compassion, courage and patience. It makes me so happy to see he is spending so much power on me. It must be less that he can use on others who may not be as strong in their particular part of the journey.

At this final stage of my journey, I have found that my father was right. Ignorance is the only thing that leads to satan.  Ignorance is the only root of arrogance, as well as domination. Stupidity in a nutshell, but for satan himself, the only root is wickedness, or evil, which he is seemingly bound to for all his existence. Outside of that he can exist only as a concept, and maybe in movies, drama and literature. Humans are not rooted in evil, and will all eventually separate from it.  My father died fighting satan, and so did my mother, and I am so happy and honored, to have been given the weapons, with which to finish the job. The beginning of the end of satan on earth. Hallelujah!

July 27. Enitans voice is still there, but maybe 20%, and mine is 80%. My singing session today was just extremely enjoyable. I started with Carpenters (Karen Carpenter), and then did Rita Coolidge. By the end of Carpenters, it was only maybe 5% Enitans voice left, and after Rita, maybe 1.5 %, so singing it out helps. It removes satan elements in your voice. I’m 100% sure by September, I will be 100% my own voice, though maybe not at its peak yet, but more than good enough for me to start releasing my songs :-). On another good note, my sexual activity (just me/love in the distance) has picked up, and I’m consistently lasting at least 15 minutes, so the signs are clear that all satans effects are leaving my system. There’s something about a celebratory mood that just goes well with sex.  Also, water is constantly running from the taps again, just like it did when I first came to Nigeria. You know the song - it all comes back to you (Tina Charles), or even it’s all coming back to me now - Celine Dione. This is the beginning of that. ( They both said it with different meanings, but I’m applying my own meaning here ).

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