Because I liked quite a few of the people there, I had a dream to one day provide an alternative for them, than working at MWH. I dreamed that I would somehow come into lots of money or influence, and build a very big office complex a very short distance ( visible ), and call it something very similar ( like Maintemance Warehouse - changing only the “n” to and “m” as a joke ), and then begin to provide alternatives for them. I knew they were very unhappy there, and wanted to give them a much better environment. Only in my dreams it stayed.
Over the years, I lost touch with Yoga, and tried everything to find him again, all to no avail.
3 months passed and I resumed the job as Sysadmin at BOA. It seemed even more difficult than the previous time. I managed to hang on for some months. Some very interesting things spiritually, happened in those couple months. First of all, one night, while I was laying in bed, about to sleep, there came a “laughing” spirit within me, which was trying to break though mine. I say “laughing”, because, it felt like a very intense feeling of laughter, even though nothing had transpired that was funny in any way. Something told me I must keep it at bay, it, in fact was maybe the most frightening thing I have faced in my life, because, I felt, if I gave in to it, I would be lost forever. I also felt I would have lost my entire war with satan if I let that spirit break through mine, so the first thing I did was kneel down to pray for a while, and after praying, I paced up and down the entire apartment for a while. After maybe one or two hours fighting it standing up, I decided to give sleep a try. I noticed, when I lay on my stomach, I was much stronger against it than when I lay on my back, and so I just lay on my stomach for quite a while, and then I did not know when I drifted off to sleep. AMEN!!! After I woke up it was not as strong anymore, but it did follow me even to work the next day, I had to keep focused to keep it at bay all day. It was so strong that first night, I remember I had to look in the mirror a couple times, to make sure I was not smiling. After that first night, it was never quite as strong as that, and something told me I would be able to keep all the future attacks by that spirit at bay, though whenever it actually attacked, I was not so sure again. The stress from work kept getting worse and worse, some nights I would be lying in my bed, wishing a missile would strike my apartment and somehow take only me out. In those days, the song “what a friend we have in Jesus” was always on my mind. I started to pray a *lot*, that God would find a way out for me, either by giving me another job opportunity, or by making the current job go back to how sweet it was in the beginning. Nothing happened ever, and my prayers were left unanswered, so finally I took things into my own hands, and quit the job. That was on November 27 2017.
Sometime in 2017 was when I got to know the true wickedness of satan. One night I had just fallen asleep, and maybe 2 seconds into being unconscious, my jaw snapped and I bit my tongue with much force. It was very painful, and took a few minutes to get over the pain a bit. I figured that was just a one-off, as it never happened before, so I went back to sleep. As soon as I lost consciousness again WHAM, I bit very hard again, in the same spot on my tongue. I woke up immediately in intense pain. At that point I knew this was satan doing it to me. I figured he couldn’t possibly be able to keep doing it, so I did nothing and went back to sleep, thinking he couldn’t pull it off again, but then as soon as I lost consciousness again WHAM, in the same spot on my tongue. The pain was excruciating. I thought to myself, no spirit could be so wicked as to continue doing this, knowing the pain is unbearable at some point. I also wondered if he is right there in my head, knowing everything I'm feeling, then he must be feeling it too, and it must be unbearable to him too. I could not figure at the moment, how he knows exactly what I feel without feeling it himself, or what to do about it, so I went back to sleep again, thinking he couldn’t possibly be that wicked to do it again. He did. With as much force as before, and on the same sore spot. Thats when I knew I was in real trouble if I could not find a way to defend it. I looked all around and eventually found a thick white sports sock. I felt it would be perfect to wrap my tongue in that sock a couple times and that should protect it well. I did so, and then went to sleep again. As soon as I was unconscious again, I bit very hard again, but there was no pain at all. I felt very victorious. I was so happy in that moment. I drifted off to sleep and he made me bite two or three more times that night, but I felt nothing. The sock had saved the night. The next night, I figured it was all over so I went to sleep without the sock. I was wrong. I bit again, and immediately went to wearing the sock again. It protected me again that night. For the rest of the week, I kept wrapping my tongue every night before bed, and slept fine. I did bite quite a number of times, just did not feel any pain, so I would just go back to sleep, feeling very victorious. This continued for a couple of months then after a couple weeks without biting, I stopped wrapping my tongue at night and the biting stopped for a while. Then in 2018, I went to visit my brother Kole in North Carolina, and forgot to take the white sock with me, as I had forgotten about the biting. The first night at his place, the biting started again, and this time I found a way to use my towel to wrap my tongue. That worked also. Shortly after I got back home to Jacksonville FL, the biting stopped again. It stopped for about two years, till I had moved to Dallas TX (story about that coming up), then around 2020, it started again, and was on and off for a couple years. At first in Dallas, I searched the internet for a tongue guard, as I figured other people must have experienced tongue biting in their sleep. I found nothing. I eventually went to my dentist and had teeth guard made. They made it only for my top teeth, but coupled with some (bounty) paper towels around my tongue, it was impervious to the bites. I did this until maybe late 2022, when the biting stopped altogether. I have not bitten my tongue in my sleep since then.
Back to 2017, after I quit the sysadmin job, I really enjoyed staying at home and not working that Christmas time. On TV was a series of ghost stories I think called “A haunting”, that had me captivated until January, and then the rest of 2018, I just watched tennis on TV. That laughing spirit did attack a few times in the year, but I was always able to keep it at bay. Toward the end of 2018, I started looking for work again, as I did not want all my money to run out. Eventually, around November, my good friend from BOA - Ruben (from the first job I did, called Grid and SOA), called and said they had an opening in his group. Strangely enough, at the time, I really thought I would be happier in the Sysadmin job, and was hoping for an opening there, but there was none, only in the Grid/SOA area Ruben worked in, so I decided to take the job, assuming it meant I would stay in Jacksonville, FL. Later he told me that in fact I would need to relocate to Dallas TX. At first I declined, but then after thinking it over, I decided to go for it. The job was supposed to start Jan 22, so I made plans to be out of the Florida apartment by Jan 4th and to travel to Dallas by my car (The 2002 Nissan Altima), and again put the things that would not fit in my car in Public Storage, close to the FL apartment.
I really enjoyed my trip to Dallas, and did it in 2 days. It was Jan 2019. I started the new job (same company) on Jan 22, and again it was heaven. I kept praying it would not become hell again, and this time, rather than get worse, it just kept getting better and better. I was really in heaven, and was making a rate close to $65/hour, which was the highest I ever made. The job at first was really easy and then it kept getting better and better, I couldn’t believe my luck. Even the part of the job which I did not like as much, called SOA, got dropped for me, and I had only Grid to worry about, which was a piece of cake. Then came 2020, and Covid, which funny enough, made things even better, as I started working from home. They also switched me from contractor to direct hire, so I was an actual employee of BOA. I was never happier in my life. I was working from home, and my job started at 11am in the morning, meaning I could sleep as long as I wanted. I was saving money now, but not as much as I could have, because I started giving quite a *lot* to friends in need, and to charities. The biggest thing in 2020 ( and it is huge ), is that in November, I watched my last porn video. It turned out to be a big help in my war against satan. I have been porn free for 5 years and 2 months now, and no sign in sight of returning to it. I do use very sexy pictures that I captured mostly from facebook (like Just Bollywood posts, or Beautiful Women), and that helps a lot. Once in a while a short video, but the girl is never naked.
I must mention that in my dreams between 2018 and 2021, quite a number of times, they were trying to force me to become gay. The general gist seemed to be, if I could not get a girlfriend and start having sex with her within a short period of time, they would force me to become gay. It even began to manifest in real life, where I was beginning to get gay thoughts in my head. They became so strong at a point, it was hard to stop myself from fantasizing about some guys big dick while masturbating. I also began to like to watch porn just to see really big dicks. Internally, I very much hated the idea of becoming gay, and was determined to resist it with all my might. Luckily, at some point, good spirits stepped in and reversed all the gay thoughts and feelings. The dreams also ceased after 2021.
One day, I think when I was in Dallas, Enitan and Lindsey called, and I forget their reason for calling, but not long after we started speaking, they started talking about BMWs ( I think they both bought BMWs, and were crazy about it ). I was flustered, how Tiffany Twisted they both were. I hoped that particular topic would go away and we’ll discuss more meaninful things, but instead they now asked me if I have seen the new BMW i9 ( I can’t remember, and don’t know BMW models, so just go with the idea ). I had no idea about any BMW models and was really annoyed, but played it off, just to end the conversation, I said “yes” ( because “no” would lead to more goat talk - “ha, you don’t know blah blah blah ). I think they did not believe me so they asked “where? where did you see it”. I said “on the road”. That silenced them for the moment, and helped to move on to other topics.
2021 went by like a breeze. I just enjoyed a very easy job working from home, then in 2022, Feb, the war in Ukraine started. I thought Putin was just bluffing at first, when he surrounded Ukraine with his army, but then he really attacked. Again I thought it would be a small thing and he would call it off soon, but here we are 4 years down the road, and there is no end in sight, even though he has conquered so little of Ukraine to make it worth all the lives lost and misery. Today of course I know it is just another way satan has chosen to make human sacrifices to himself, not only in lives, but in suffering. Not much else happened in 2022, but in December, I believe I got a visit from Jesus, as I was in my room on Christmas night, and suddenly I caught a fragrance, like I have never perceived before. Something in my mind told me it was Jesus, but he was not visible at all, just the fragrance which lasted maybe 30 mins. There was nothing artificial or synthetic about the fragrance, it was just purely natural.
I must mention that in my dreams between 2018 and 2021, quite a number of times, they were trying to force me to become gay. The general gist seemed to be, if I could not get a girlfriend and start having sex with her within a short period of time, they would force me to become gay. It even began to manifest in real life, where I was beginning to get gay thoughts in my head. They became so strong at a point, it was hard to stop myself from fantasizing about some guys big dick while masturbating. I also began to like to watch porn just to see really big dicks. Internally, I very much hated the idea of becoming gay, and was determined to resist it with all my might. Luckily, at some point, good spirits stepped in and reversed all the gay thoughts and feelings. The dreams also ceased after 2021.
One day, I think when I was in Dallas, Enitan and Lindsey called, and I forget their reason for calling, but not long after we started speaking, they started talking about BMWs ( I think they both bought BMWs, and were crazy about it ). I was flustered, how Tiffany Twisted they both were. I hoped that particular topic would go away and we’ll discuss more meaninful things, but instead they now asked me if I have seen the new BMW i9 ( I can’t remember, and don’t know BMW models, so just go with the idea ). I had no idea about any BMW models and was really annoyed, but played it off, just to end the conversation, I said “yes” ( because “no” would lead to more goat talk - “ha, you don’t know blah blah blah ). I think they did not believe me so they asked “where? where did you see it”. I said “on the road”. That silenced them for the moment, and helped to move on to other topics.
2021 went by like a breeze. I just enjoyed a very easy job working from home, then in 2022, Feb, the war in Ukraine started. I thought Putin was just bluffing at first, when he surrounded Ukraine with his army, but then he really attacked. Again I thought it would be a small thing and he would call it off soon, but here we are 4 years down the road, and there is no end in sight, even though he has conquered so little of Ukraine to make it worth all the lives lost and misery. Today of course I know it is just another way satan has chosen to make human sacrifices to himself, not only in lives, but in suffering. Not much else happened in 2022, but in December, I believe I got a visit from Jesus, as I was in my room on Christmas night, and suddenly I caught a fragrance, like I have never perceived before. Something in my mind told me it was Jesus, but he was not visible at all, just the fragrance which lasted maybe 30 mins. There was nothing artificial or synthetic about the fragrance, it was just purely natural.
Sometime around 2022 or 2023, I had a phone conversation with Enitan, where we were discussing the bad things that happen when a war breaks out, and when I said something like “not to mention when people get maimed… “ he burst out laughing hysterically. I thought how far down satans lane he must be to find that funny. Speaking of Enitan, from around 2018 till maybe mid 2023, I had so many dreams about him, where we were fighting all the time. He was trying his best to dominate me, and in the dreams, he would have super powers, like a super human being, that I could not come close to defeating. In the beginning, he would always have the upper hand in the dream, but then I would wake up before it was conclusive. Toward the end, things switched and I began having the upper hand, but it took a very long time before that started happening. Also in the dreams, he kept trying to give me a much bigger dick, and make sure I knew it was coming from him. I rejected it every single time, with much indignation. I remember one time he gave it to me like a dildo, and I flung it back at him with anger. He started laughing again hysterically when I did that. At this point, big dick was the last thing on my wish list, especially knowing it is coming from satan.
Between 2019 and 2023, for some reason, many times I would wake up from sleep to urinate, and after urinating, there would be a wet patch on my sleeping shorts, kind-of like I had pissed on them, but I was very sure I didn’t. It suddenly stopped happening again after end of 2023. Also for some part of 2022 and 2023, I sometimes developed sleep apnea, but it went away after a while. I knew it was not real, but satan trying to make me have it, and that God would make it go away, which is what happened.
2023 rolled by and in June of that year, I decided my war with satan was pretty much a forgone conclusion (in my favor), so I decided to start a website to warn any people like me who had not been captured by satan. At the time I was thinking maybe it is 60% free, and 40% captured in the world, with most of the captured being in America. I launched the website (thefallensouls.com) in June and the site just started growing. Around September 2023, I decided it was time to bring my things in Public Storage in FL, down to Dallas. I made plans and took vacation from the 15th of October for a week, in order to do so. I was really surprised to learn of Hamas attack on Israel on Oct 7th, and knew immediately it would just be an excuse for Israel to go kill as many Palestinians as they could. At first judging by their past revenge history, I thought the return kill ratio would be something like 20:1, meaning they would kill 20 Palestinians for every Israeli that was killed ( estimated at 1200, so I thought maybe 20 thousand Palestinians would be killed in return. Today we are past twice that amount, and I’m sure it is very underestimated ).
I again flew to Florida to get a Uhaul truck and then drive all the way back to Dallas. I did it in 3 days. The trip was quite interesting, and in the motels along the way, I was monitoring the developments in Palestine. I got back to Dallas on the 18th and unpacked. Started work again the following Monday. By November Israel was in full swing with their revenge on Palestine, there began to be rallies all over the country, in support if Palestine. Around that time, I discovered TikTok, especially because of a dance they called the “Whip it” dance. I loved it so much and always was on TikTok because of that, and then they started showing videos and live streams of protests against Israel. I was fully addicted to TikTok because of that, then in December, a TikTok video came out with a website showing all the companies that had been involved somehow in the genocide. I kept praying BOA will not be among them, and given the image I had in my mind at the time of BOA, I was certain they would not be. It was a very “good” organization and even had a program to double whatever you gave to charities up to $5000. I ended up giving more than $5000 through their program each year, besides the ones I gave on my own. So I had a very good image of BOA in my mind, which is why it was quite shocking when I found their name on the list, under “Financial”. BOA along with 4 other financial institutions had given $500 million to Elbit systems, which is a major Israeli military weapons manufacturer. At first I could not believe it, and asked around a bit at BOA, and no one was able to deny it, so I knew it was true. It was maybe one of the most difficult decisions in my life, but I had to quit that job. Nothing in the world could make me complicit in this Genocide, not even the most heavenly comfortable job in the world. I informed them of my decision around Dec 21, and by January 8th, I was out of there.
I made plans immediately, not to try and get another job, but instead go into early retirement. This would mean going back to Nigeria, since the money I had saved would only last 2 years in America. In Nigeria, my savings would last at least 7 years, by which time, I would be eligible for a retirement pension in America, which would be more than enough to keep me going for the rest of my life (living in Nigeria). I bought my ticket, and tried to renew my Nigerian passport but it did not work. I was told that I could travel back to Nigeria on an expired passport anyway, so it did not matter. I remember one day in particular, one of my last days on the job, when it occurred to my colleague Ruben, who was my team lead, that I was really going and not to come back, at that moment, I saw God in my own eyes, looking at satan in his eyes, with a total look of disdain and domination. It made me feel bad for him, because I never want anyone to be dominated and insulted so. However, I totally understand today, that satan (not Ruben) is truly an extremely inferior being, who deserves to be insulted and dominated completely, anywhere he is found, wether he has power over you or not, just try your best.
My flight back was on March 27th, 2024, so between January and March, I was mostly attending rallies in support of Palestine. I even went to one in Washington D.C, after which, my left lung issue flared up again, this time worse than it was in the past when it was intense. I felt right on the verge of chocking to death while on the plane from D.C back to Dallas. It was attending those events in those days that I began to realize that even the “good” people who were protesting Israels genocide, were under satans control. At the beginning, I was so sure they were all free people like me, but starting one day, after some of us where arrested, we went to the police station waiting for them to be released and while waiting, I made friends with a number of people, mostly Muslim arabs. I took their number and WhatsApp info, and later when the people had been released and we went home, I sent my website info (thefallensouls.com) to all the friends I had made. Not one of them replied. You would think, if they were people who had never heard of this before, they would be full of surprise and great interest, but not one word. That is when I began to suspect they were all under satans control too. Many other things happened to support this conclusion between then and now, so I’m 100% sure of it now. As far as I know, no one else is free, but me, but I will still be very pleasantly surprised to find one such person. In the period between 2019 and Jan 2024, I had quite a few attacks from the “laughing” spirit, but they were increasingly less intense and easier for me to get over. I also had a few dreams of singing with my full beautiful voice again. In particular, Whitney Houstons “are you really ready for love boy (Just the lonely)” and Sade’s “Hang on, to your love”.
March 27th came, and I boarded my flight back to Nigeria, out of Atlanta airport. It was a very happy time for me, and in my head kept playing the song “steppin outta Babylon” by Marcia Griffiths.
Since I’ve been back in Nigeria, there have been no attacks at all, of the “laughing” spirit. In the first year, I had to deal with the left lung issue quite a bit. I was clearing my throat quite a bit in the first half of 2024, and sometimes seeming like I would choke on my food. I got through one period where I vomitted twice in April or May of 2024, and the lung issue seemed to clear a bit after that. Today, it is so faint, it is almost not noticeable at all (as of Jan 2026).
My website really grew by leaps and bounds after returning to Nigeria. I got a great revelation one day, when I went out looking for where to do my laundry, and the GPS took me down some really raggedy dirt roads, and eventually, a ditch appeared like from out of nowhere, in the middle of the road and my car ended up inside it. It was seemingly impossible for me to get out of that situation myself, but there was a guy nearby, who ended up helping me get out of it. I asked him his name and he said “Revelation”. A day or two after that, I got a revelation in the middle of the night, about satan having planted his seeds in everyones mind/spirit before they were born. I wrote this on my website. Another week later I then saw a TikTok video where they wrote some of the lyrics of the song “sounds of silence”, in particular the ones that said “hello darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping”. That totally supported the revelation I was given about satan planting his seeds in peoples mind/spirit before they were born. Therefore no one is really responsible for the bad actions they have taken, but will have the opportunity to remove those seeds from satan, in order to ascend to heaven here on earth. I updated my website with all this information, and it now became a site for people who were already captured by satan, rather than those who were free. Later on, I renamed it to therisingsouls.org, to reflect that.
In July of 2024, I made supplication to God, and posted it on facebook. Here is the (follow up) post:
July 14 2024
I believe my prayer from yesterday will be heard and granted. Here then is the list of things I believe the world needs now. God knows best and will decide in what order, but my main prayer now is that they all be granted, as well as any I could not think of.
Quenching the fires of hell
1. Financial issue (those in need)
2. Stop all sickness and death
3. No more prostitution or sex slaves
4. No more evil, and begin transitioning from killing animals for food
5. Spread the word on my website http://thefallensouls.com/. Now therisingsouls.org
6. We want all on earth to be free from being forced by satan to do against their will (reinstate full freewill of the individual)
7. Any living creature or human that was transformed by satan into something undesirable, to be returned to their true form as God intended.
All in your time we know that they are your will too.
I saved about $50,000 dollars in America at the time I left. I also had about $50,000 in my retirement account (401k). Totalling about $100,000. Converting to Nigeria cost of living, and dollar exchange rate (to Naira), I had enough money to last 20 years. My retirement pension in America would kick in in about 7 years (2030), so I was guaranteed better than average living for the rest of my life. Some things shortened my funds at first. I had to spend total of about $10,000, to get my car up to shape and shipped to Nigeria and clear customs. I also spent another maybe $10,000 renovating my fathers house where I was staying, and then $2500 for an inverter solution, so I have permanent electricity. That left me with $75000, still more than enough to go 10 years, where I would be safe on pension. Then reality set in. So many of my friends and even strangers were so broke, well below the poverty line. I had to help as much as I could. The need was so much, I gave away over 40 million Naira, ( Maybe $30,000 at the exchange rate of those times ). I was now left with about $45,000. I found a way to cash in my 401k, and began living on that remaining $45k from it. By 5 or 6 months, I had given most of that away, and was also living very lavishly ( not overly, but buying a lot of things I really did not need ). Right at the end of my Aro hospital stay, I discovered while in there, that I had no money left. When I arrived home, I started wondering what I would do for money. Some ideas for work here in Nigeria came to mind, like starting a car parts business, but it really seemed nothing would pan out, so I started to consider going back to work in USA, in order to make enough money and come back again to Nigeria. Since my main field is Information Technology, I began to read up on Azure technology, which I knew enough theory on, and was a solution we were just about to implement at BOA, before I quit. I certainly could not go back to BOA, but my hope was to find a job with another company, doing Azure. I updated my resume and started searching Job sites for openings in companies. I felt really rotten having to go back to America to this grind I really did not like. I passed the whole situation by my brother Kole, and he recommended I don’t come back to America, especially Trump was now in office. I heard his voice very loud on that matter, and decided I would never go back for now. Also, the Azure lecture I was trying to learn on Youtube was just too complex and difficult, I was very relieved not to have to do that again, even if I starve and die. One or two months later, it was tax season in America, so I decided to do my taxes, since I had income for January of 2024, and then my 401k that I cashed in. I was very shocked, when I got a $6000 refund. This was the fourth minor miracle in my journey. That money would be enough to last at least one and a half years. I finished it within 8 months, again spending freely. Kole had already told me previously, that if I ran out, they would begin providing me $500 a month until my retirement pension starts in 2030. That relieved me quite a lot, and so I first was transfering $400 a month from my last credit card in America. Kole told me not to use up my credit card, so he started sending me $300 a month, which comes to about 400k naira a month in Nigeria. By Nigerian standards, that is VERY rich. That is how I have been surviving till now. To pay off my credit card minimum ballance every month, my very good friend Dokubo, sends $100 to my American bank account each month. Dokubo is a friend I had known since secondary school ( FGCPH ). He was strong into the christian union thing then, one of the most well known people for that. Always preaching etc. I had come in contact with him again, around 2010, when he needed $500 for his rent. I was very happy to give it to him. Funny enough, when I now had my financial calamity in 2013, after I sole my house, but had not received the money yet. I had nothing at all, and did not even remember Dokubo at the time, but out of the blue, he reached out to me and said he would like to pay me back the $500, since he was now good financially. I was elated, even told him he doesn’t have to pay it back, I never gave him wih intention of getting it back, but I also told him the bind I was in. He was so happy to be of assistance. Five years later ( I had lost touch with him completely ) he lost his job as a professor at Spelman College. Some bad politics. Today, I know it was satan punishing him, maybe for some good deed. He continued to try to find work again, but nothing panned out. I was totally oblivious to this, but he contacted me again out of the blue in 2020, while I was at BOA in Dallas. He first said he just needed $5000. I helped him gladly, but was thinking, I hope he doesn’t come back for more, because I don’t think I can give away too much more freely. He did contact me later, needing more. Can’t remember if it was a year later or so. I kept praying he would get a job, so I don’t have to keep supporting him ( I knew I was not the only one though, but still he needed much from me ). Time kept going on, and none of his job prospects worked out. It was always some story - he would have a very promising interview performance, sounded like a guarantee they would offer him the job. Nothing. The years kept rolling by. I even had a dream one night, that I was trying to prop somebody up ( anonymous in the dream ), but no matter what I did, the person kept falling down again, totally unable to stand by himself. I knew the message was that all my efforts to support Dokubo were totally waste of my money. I was angry by that insinuation, and determined to continue trying to help him, even more, as long as I could. By 2023, I was now a little tight with money. By this time, it was almost $60k I had assisted him with. The money did not bother me at all, because money really means nothing to me, but the fact that it seems he could just never get a job again. He had been trying for 8 years at that point. I started to advise him to consider going back to Nigeria, where I can support him very easily with very little. He was reluctant. He diceded to stay and keep looking in America, when I left for Nigeria. The real reason I had to include this story, is that the fifth micacle along the way happened after I came to Nigeria, in December 2025, when I was totally broke again, I contacted Dokubo for something unrelated, and in the conversation, he revealed he had finally landed a job. AMAZING!!! Dokubo’s journey in financial woes, and mine seem intertwined in our destiny. Every time he was out, I had. Every time I was out, he had. AMEN!!!
One day in 2024, Tunji ( The guy who was taking care of my fathers compound while we were in America ), came to me and asked if he could get a dog. I said he was free, but my only concern was that it requires effort to take care of a dog, and I wasn’t sure if he was ready for that. I myself had thought some day, I would like to get a dog, but at this point while the war is still in full heat, I was not ready for that. He convinced me he was ready. One morning, I woke up to the sound of Tunji’s voice outside saying “sit…. sit…. Sky, sit…. Sky…. Sky… sit”. I looked out the window and he was in the car port area of the guest house, talking to a very pretty looking dog. The color was very light beige or somewhere between very light brown and white. I figured he had given him/her the name Sky. I thought what a lovely name. ( Turned out to be a “her” ). Sky was a very playful dog, to the point it was really overbearing. Immediately she saw you she would run to you and start jumping, jumping at you, non stop, it was physically painful for a human. As such, whenever we were going in the yard, we would try to avoid her. Tunji’s wife even adopted the method of taking a sweeper brush with a long handle, so she could fend her off. At first, Tunji always kept Sky chained to the car port gate. The chain was very short. I asked him if he could find a longer rope or chain, and he did, but still she was tied to the gate 24/7. This bothered me a *lot*. I passed it by him and he made some kind of excuse why he could not let her loose in the compound. I let it slide at first, but started turning up the heat on that request. Eventually we agreed she could be free from evening time, when we lock the compound gates. I was still not happy, why she had to be chained during the day. We had two dogs growing up, and never were they chained, or even on a leash. I continued to turn up the heat, until she was totally free both night and day. I was much happier. Not long after, another dog suddenly appeared in the compound. I didn’t like the surprise, but got used to the idea of two dogs. This one was a male, but much shorter/smaller than Sky. After a while, one night, after I had made it clear I did not want Sky tied or chained, I heard Sky whimping, and went out to see what the issue was. She was chained again. I blew up. VERY Furious. I went with deep anger to the guest house door ( it was maybe 11 pm I think ), and banged on it as hard as I could, shouting “Why is Sky chained again? Why is Sky chained?”. They came out, looking like I was acting abnormally. I screamed at Tunji, “We said Sky is not to be chained anymore. Why has satan made you chain her again?”. He now said, oh because she keeps fighting Bella ( the new dog ). If they release her, she could kill Bella. I became even more angry, because it was an obvious condition satan had created. “IS THAT NOT SATAN?…. SKY WANT TO KILL BELLA, IS THAT NOT SATAN? AND YOU”RE AGREEING, WITH HIM, SO NOW SKY HAS TO SUFFER AGAIN. RELEASE HER!! RELEASE HER IMMEDIATELY”. He reluctantly released her. Just as he did, Bella came around and Sky started growling agressively toward him. I shouted “IS THIS NOT SATAN? IS THIS NOT SATAN?…. IF HE CAN MAKE SKY KILL BELLA, I WANT TO SEE IT! LEAVE THEM ALONE. LET SKY KILL BELLA!” They were looking at me like I’m crazy. Sky growled a bit at Bella, then after a minute or so, they both went their ways. Sky was never chained again after that, and I know 100% satan was FUMING! To the point he killed Sky. In the last couple weeks of her life, Sky would go to Tunjis shop and just lie there. I thought it was odd or something different from her, but just happy she’s free. Not quite 2 weeks after she started doing that, one morning, Tunji just informed me that Sky is dead. I knew immediately satan has killed her. Maybe trying to convince me not to try to free anyone or anything he wants chained. It only made me far more furious at him, and more determined to try my best to free anyone I could from him. Sky gave her life as a sacrifice in this war against evil, like many other animals before her. ( In all honesty, animals have sacrificed a whole lot more than humans have in this war). I know 100% she will be raised up higher in her existence and gifts wherever she is. Maybe even back with us on paradise earth, I hope even as a human for her role in vanquishing satan from the earth.
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