The Stayers

 

Divine wealth leads to liberation demonic wealth leads to bondage - Bhavaghad Gita

One is selling rice, the other is selling foodstuffs
at the edge they are selling tomatoes and fufu
ar the edge, the voice is church, Jesus and subservience

loudspeaker are blaring, portending 
reality and astral reality, mind conducing
Retarding, suppressing, staying, keeping 

you latched attached tethered with 
Hypnopadia gossip and the same story
Conditioning, astral and psychic imprinting
Reality determining, Ritual and dermal drowning

One is selling rice another is selling Fufu and beans, 

One is selling biscuit, chicken feed, another is selling Mineral (soft drinks)

As you pass them by they load you 
Lacuna lacuna lacuna
Making you forget, reducing your step reducing your reach
You are in an Ogbanje prison
Every Woman selling food is a sentry
They are watching you, you are in their prison
Think about it

25 pack of Pepsicola has a gain of 2 thousand five hundred naira
You cannot sell 25 in a day, talkless of a month even if they sold it in a month
That's just 30 thousand naira in a year
How then are they paying rent of 400 thousand for a house?
And still pay rent of 150 thousand for their shop?
Buy clothes and look good?
You are their cattle, your sperm and blood and sweat is their money
You are in a prison of blood money funneling sweetened to forget
Check these shop Calculate their gain
It doesn't make any sense, how are they doing it.
Consider that two people are selling the same thing

You are in a prison, an Ogbanje prison
Every woman is jailer and you just got married to one
It is the Ogbanje system
You can't be allowed to Open a business
If you don't understand this rule
They destroy their savings, have their shop burgled and make useless money decision
In order to maintain caste
You keep wondering how come common sense is elusive
It's on purpose, they cannot be richer than their realm
So they must waste that effort of yours
Try all you might, they will destroy your efforts
Because it is an Ogbanje dysfunctional system
They know their place and how much they should have
It is the destruction of the world for vagina
You are in a prison
Never marry!! Where are the trees?
Never marry!!  Where are the trees?
Never marry!!Where are the trees?

How are you sustaining this?
How can cementing the floor be sustainable
Walk around from shop to Shop
Look at what they are selling, ask how are they making it?
Selling nylon and paying rent of 200 thousand how?
You are in a blood for money funneling
Spiritual give help to get help
They're just sending you about, 
There was never any money in the first place 
As a man detach yourself from the chase of money
Money is gotten from blood from madness from women
Live a life of Freedom, run to the books 
Agree to everything they say, use them, eat,fuck and be on your merry way
Never try to understand them, never marry
They are mad

Eat, fuck and be on your way, Roam this prison at least

before you leave it 
They're always selling foodstuffs to create constant mental gaps in your psyche
Loading you with their energy
Spittling you to forget you have done it all before
Women destroyed the World we are their slaves their work horses
Never work for anybody never marry
If it gets hard, please do commit suicide
Life is meaningless, more so in an Ogbanje prison 

This is a crazed and stupid life, must be destroyed 
Once you understand this, its game over for you

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