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My father bought a particular slim iron padlock, iron all through and gave it to my mother for locking the gate. She keeps it innocently on a shelf in the shop there with her, but what she doesn't know is that padlock have been programmed with his phone to send vibration to her at every minute keeping her lazy, tired and infantile.
She doesn't know that the padlock is a bucket, a lock on her destiny, vibrated at, and an access to Yoruba people, random passerbys to do to her as they wish. Sending signals and vibrating on the padlock as a conduit to her brain, they retard, control her behavior and make a plaything of her .
The padlock is the beacon attracting different kinds of lizards to our house shooting her energy level up and making her hungry. Craving sweet things and hangry and tired all the timer. Kam moje ki je meiran Kamu nugi kesi anu nwanyi simply means caging her and keeping her in a place retarded and stupid.
Anytime you sit close to them in a bus, and a Yoruba sit close to you you'll feel your buttocks get hot, they have loaded you with their fart and bloated you up, or you feel the side of your stomach get hot, they have transferred the hear of their food to your stomach.
How do they go through life when they don't feel anything is a wonder to me, pure crazy living in their folly, they live a mischief and they call it sophisticatedness.
In the bloat you are pushed to a frequency a select few control and made mad, spoken to in the voices, you will come to refer to this voice of God, but it's a sperm hoarding Yoruba man that is directing your thought, most likely your neighbor who dropped his key or live close by.
The opening of the mind, to that frequency, the access is the raise of one's energy level and how do you discern? God is the voice in the low, one God shows images and correlates the other explains and that is the lie, the god (voice) of prosperity differs from the god(voice) of liberation. Remember god is a radio you must transcend, always chose the path of sacrifice, that's how you win.All I know is that there is a principality helping them, and it gets involved sometimes.
Fart is vibrated to you, to keep you bloated, sex is the spittle of forget sent to you and sold at every turn with soft drinks to retard you, it loads you up and stresses you up. Keep all keys and Padlocks away from you, as your padlock is always outside with access to all and sundry, it has most likely been programmed into phones and using the iron and it's magnetic vibration, it can become a voice in your head, yes a simple padlock can be used to give you a stroke, bloat you up and destroy your life. Cleanse your psyche with vedas everyday.
Trauma, discombobulation to create the broken record in your brain that will ensure your slight madness and deviation from reality, the thought is then replayed constantly to get You talking to yourself using the padlock, using the padlock they vibrate weariness in your mind, weaken you and still accuse you of laziness. And it is an access to you, neighbors and passerbys just need ride their bikes and cars they send you vibration and energy keeping you on edge.
Too many ignorant people in one spot, that is the major problem of this country and the Yorubas constitute an atavistic horde and their contumacious sedentary sentimentality drop them every and around us like locusts from hell, barking dogs under a pavlovian spell, who is their Pavlov? It isn't man that much I am sure of. The pastors and hawkers carry incised tongues to shout the tune of conformity, sleepy weary, docile and subservient.
In life, everything is a toil some are wreaths, others are nooses when a race carry a deadly resolve to institute a slavery begotten, suffering imbued kneeling African church hegemony as a life, subtle but surely. One must throw wrenches, warn pointing in time about this brute force that would act an idealistic, boast of a strategy and shrug of a miracle working god. I must warn you of the demons among you before they plummet a mop of blood through a machetting of forget with acting most macadamized, running a bog of sex infused and hypocritic Christianity, demons mulling a fight that is completely cocooned in filth and forget. A zombie world is their goal.
Always put your padlock in a jar, small bucket or container, cover it and keep it far from you, either at home or in the shop. It is used to vibrate thoughts to your person and alter your mind.
I can't even feel, now when I think of the mad people churches were claiming to save with chains and padlocks, while constantly vibrating his brain while claiming to save him, making sure he never comes down to lucidity. Making things worse for him, there's hell on earth and ignorance is it's cauldron.
Men refusing to have sex with their wives to keep them as controllable and condition easy girls, retarding them and destroying their lives, sometimes they make them feel important and allow them report to a human rights advocates Knowing that they are in cahoots with them. They will see her through a series of programmes wear her out and condition her back into the senseless marriage. Refusing her sex to keep her cage is another padlock, knowing the penis elevates and upgrades in intimacy z they'd rather masturbate, than be on a level with the woman they control using societal and village taboos to ensure her faithfulness and reduce her into an infantile, repressed, life of quiet desperation.
By vibrating on iron of the padlock which is in proximity to your phone and your brain, they can send spittle to your spine, essences and weariness to keep you lazy, inept and useless and still blame you for being so.
Tell those who do, to stop dropping keys with you, they are using it to send thoughts to the person's brain, and it takes men who have pushed to the limit where their brain vibrate energy from a distance, assisted with a phone they can track and attack you wherever you are.
They attack a person's liver through a iron wire, light like and had to see, drinking and calling friends to a crate of beer to collectively send you the flatulence make you high and forget. Controlling the minds of dogs, running them tired and sending their pants to you, fetching water and sending the stress of the weights to you, to conduce fear
They stage even the mind control to create a false feeling of coincidence all the while, they control the thought of the person. Going to human rights event to meet an Ogbanje shedding crocodile tears, who had used her number to store hers ass a palmpay contact even having never done any transactions initially.
It is a conduit obviating desperation, to use mind control, dream altering showing the length these mad people are willing to go, And it isn't love, but a love for money.
Carpenter infusing energy on your padlock and using his lizard or salamander to tickle the tip of your penis and staining your psyche so that any carpentry work he'd be the first you call, so are other builders and working men.
Using padlock especially iron on gates can bring quite the opposite effect by becoming an unchecked access to not just you, but your psyche, a bullying unparalleled, I have seen account number written on a jotter with spittle as a conduit, I have seen someone stain the bible with their essences so their voices magnetism and vibration becomes for you the voice of God. I have seen lead Padlocks and I'm thinking of a jam lock instead. They use padlocks to lock the destiny of the unsuspecting. And I can only guess at why? But the depravity behind that kind of thinking is beyond me
They sludge up your past with spittle and forget to center your present in toil without reflection living in proximity they ensure and check the constant 'maturity' of the next person, your brain is pushed up to the point of insouciance and forget you crave and prefer the heat,you have been demonized, made stuck on certain actions you can't remember how to dance, jump or laugh again. Your brain can only return where titillation is far and that hot water inside your body. They use padlocks, shovel, iron to shoot up to their frequency and keep you there.
Load you up.with fart and constipate hour stool, and make you feel bloated you will walk with the feeling of importance while people cover their noses it is the perfect mockery
It's so bad you rarely see them suffer flatulence once they finish eating they pass if to the unsuspecting, the air will bloat dislocated your arm, dislocated your legs shoot up your nerves and make you ever anxious, keeping you in fear, the Yorubas are not human beings stay away them they are animals.
They injected me and it was a conduit, at the moment of sickness I was injected with a nano bot in my upper back, my father connected it to the dstv console so anytime people's buy and drink water they can send the energy to my thigh and have me waking with a limp a big madam, it is mockery skewed and fucked up mockery, because your feeling of importance have been conditioned by your suffering your arms are raised up with airs, your legs heavied and you will feel important while you are dying slowly.
How the hell are we sharing space with these things, for your own good stay away from Yorubas and Igbo who grow up in Ibadan like my father they are messed up beyond repair. Stay away from the Yorubas.
They use padlock to tie down, weigh your mind and trap you inside your house, their vibration is so bad that a particular woman called Kya blessing will sit outside in the sun, she lives opposite the house and vibrates the padlock sending energy keeping my mother in check, close by is Bada the jailer who drops off his key with my mother keeping her in check, you will never find him watching interesting only videos of mischief Ami and pawpaw, laughing to old tricks and people falling down helplessly orr see him watching wrestling sating his homosexual tended, getting caught hissing putting off the television suddenly and going to bed. An utter psycho.
You have to know that fucked up people exist in this world, remain single until you are sure.No amount of Love can transmute them, stay away from the Yorubas
Understanding The underbelly of the Average Yoruba community
The King : this is the owner of a. Hotel or bar, someone they regards as kabiyesi they usually erect hotels in locales and hidden community they are bjt and hard to understand, they're designed for homosexual sex and everyone knows about it and concede even local authorities.
He is mostly one Yourbas Muslim djinn boys gucking, Lexus jeep driving nuisance with no explanation to his source of wealth or economic check with the times, celebrate endless birthdays and kills ram for subduing destinies and dissent
The Queen/Preistess: this is the Iya alaje the 'e' works both ways for patronage and witchcraft, she is in charge of selling and buying destinies, so quick to change 1 thousand naira from you, mostly run a provision store or store selling drinks, in exchanging money's she exchanges more than money she is in charge of the astral lid of your psyche, you will see her in dreams giving a blow job, or the like, others are just like her in strata and potentials.
If you read enough vedas, you should move part her in thought, svhe ensures you love and remain stagnated in that place doing the work and remaining in it. Which is why Yorubas are crazy about work it is used to subdue destinies.
Jailer: in this case, my father this is man who is married to, or fathers the person whose destiny they are destroying for money (i.e. my mother). He's never friendly with the person, truamatize the person at every turn, ruin the person completely. Keeps her in a shop and destroy the person's life.
He doesn't ask for money, he wants reputation, his altruism is how much money does a person really need, he is a demon, a fucked up personality. In a community there can be 10-20 jailers some even mess up their daughter chances at marriage to keep them in that community so that they mine their destiny for money. A jailer can be male or female, they're ruthless and devious.
The Astral Porter: this is the man who transport people who can now see from reality to madness, You see them with books and magazine, a Jehovah witness woman in my community and one man with a goatee is the astral Porter they are the shooter. They determine who knows too much and send the person to the other side of the world. They know the two worlds very well and transport people back and forth from it. Well I know it too (I read every veda and sutra), stupid people.
The Madman: the Madman in every community is used to guage and pump up the mental psyche of the person, They use him to put women infantile thinking, a particular tall madman comes to beg biscuits from my mother, but in truth he's come to push her psyche and keep her up when the padlocks is failing or the jailer has gone to run an errand. My mother gives him and he accepts it, knowing what he's doing. I repeat the Yorubas are a cursed race stay away from them.
It's not coincidental when a mad person passes your side or stands just across the road from you.He was most likely sent there to shoot your energy levels up, or make you forget what you were thinking.
ROOK/ PASTOR: This is the one who have incised their tongues and come every morning to vibrate your energy to the frequency of fear, they shout and repeat the same hell is real on loudspeaker to start your day with the same fear, so that your conformity is assured.
Some hand out fliers, preaching doom, they assure your apprehension by constantly yapping about Jesus, while they live godforsaken lives behind.
THE WHORE: or better still one might say, the whores they are a lot of them, but there is a chief, bleaching, head with leg chains, ugly looking make up and shamelessness, done to keep you excited, like Logan's Run they have families and husband (most likely gay). They fuck away your common sense and make you forget your hometown.
They offer drinks, stupid stories and occasionally parted legs as if by mistake, they use sex to steal your thinking faculty. A lot of their girls start out as whores before becoming Preistess, they give them targets to know how many guys they can subdue, destroy and alter his destiny for promotion.
There are guys too, empty look goods who go after girls with potential some with cars to steal their destiny and destroy them.
THE BISHOP: This is the epitome of perfection, Church going family worthy of emulation they provide the template and deception, they have good children and mostly attend Winners church, has a steady job and his. Children goes to school, you inch close to them they convert you to their demonic church, provide you with job, but will take your children as abortion as human sacrifice from the foolish whore who is likely an usher who they Will introduce you to. They wil tie you to an empty womb or tell you how they first started. It's a lie they provide the goad, they are just as messed up as all of them, they are thieves and prostitute with cover up.
Knights: these are prospective jailer still in training in charge of security and light bills, they are the one going to cross check security bill, and they monitor everyone in society, who goes where, talks to who, they connect themselves on phone from street to street. Connecting themselves and giving updates. They are trained to be ruthless as they are prospective jailers. Female are also involved as they are more wicked, kept in P.O.S. stand, they monitor and report every movement.
There is a particular unseeming looking girl called Mary who runs a P.O.S. stand but she's a knight reporting my every movement via call to Mr Bada. Who proceed to tell the rook/a Celestial pastor to alter the behavior and mind of my friend so that I am met with hostility and in disappoinment return back to jail (my house) to
DEVIATORS: These are knights but of a different kind, they are the understanding friend who introduce you to whoredom, weed, alcohol or gluttony. They act like friends and colleagues but they will keep checking in conversation what your weak point is, so that they can tell the King who is fo see to your capitulation how best to channel his resources thar will lead to your doom, to make you a tailor, sell boutique, barber
PAWNS/ PARTICIPATORY OTHERS: This is everybody from children ranging age 4 years, they buy biscuit send you the flatulence, keep you bloated, forgetful, passerby, young adults, drinking sachet water, sachet ice cream, send it to her keep her in the shop. Dumb and caged that's how you destroy a destiny.
Occasionally the Mbaise neighbor opposite our house will come and ask her stupid question, gossip and make her feel as if she's part of the community, and watch her spew the same hypnopadia as yesterday with a straight face.a deviousness I can't even put in words.
From Ridwan, to innocent people who drop keys to their houses, all is done to retard her life, imagine how I look at them and wonder what God must think.
In myriad garb, they play these perfunctory y roles while some are blinded and live beside them retarded thinking they are living with human beings but their destiny is what is being used to flaunt a lifestyle in front of them. I don't know how God can allow people like this exist.
I dare you to go around any community, in the entire southwest and if you won't see this apparatus, you must. We live with demons there is no money anywhere, Why is only the new two hundred naira note that is being spent. There is a fucked up demonic system in play and you're either among or a mock, a thing of play, these Yorubas are demonic, stay away from them. Don't ever send your children to their school that is where they determine his fate, after checking his destiny
If you can, rent your house to seek rent in the southwest and look for somewhere rural an quiet to raise your children, If you can't ensure your children stay indoors. These people are not human beings everything has been programmed down to who they want your child to marry or not at all. Their entire life have been programmed for them unfairly.
They use padlocks, now we will use lead padlocks, keep our distance and move on ahead. It must end.
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