• 𝗖𝘆𝗻𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗮 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻 "DESTROYED" Her Own Career With Her Bad Habits Not 𝗝𝘂𝗱𝗲

    One of the most used phrase on social media is that media never forgets but sadly, it's as if the media suffers Amnesia Sometimes.

    The Jude Okoye Vrs Cynthia Morgan Fall out has exposed Alot and we would take our time to underlist some of these lapses.

    Yes, Cynthia Morgan was signed to Northside inc and yes they fell out. This happened as far back as 2016. Now, we are in 2025 -- approximately nine years after. Why is no one talking about her life and career after she left Her former Record Label Boss Jude Okoye?

    On the 25th May 2020, we woke up to the news of This same Cynthia Morgan's New manager Joy Tongo ripping her apart on social media. Yes you read right. Cynthia Morgan employed the services of Joy Tongo to manage her after her breakout from Northside inc. Sadly, her bad habits dragged out there too.

    Tongo accused this same Cynthia Morgan of owing her $30,000 USD. In this same social media, Joy Tongo plainly told Cynthia Morgan that her downfall was caused by her pride & nasty attitude not Jude.

    Jude saw the beyond her Talent and Banked On Her. He gave Cynthia Morgan Life. He picked her up and RePackaged her to match international standard.

    When Cynthia Morgan Dropped her First Song Under the Label, No one believed she was a Nigerian . Everybody thought she was Jamaican yet again, Her Sound and the marketing strategy Jude used on her, worked for her so well that the world embraced her --When the money started rolling in, She got Greedy, Left and Fell Off like a Mango fruit falling from a very high tree . Tell me why she wouldn't break her own back?

    The Cynthia Morgan of 2015, 2016, was never a saint. Her own controversies were always on another level. The first picture in this post was one of the most criticised pictures in the music industry. She was a heavy smoker and She never gave a damn of where or what Anybody says. In many occasions she had been accused of doing other higher substances. Many of her fans believe it was actually Dr"g that crippled her finances if not, tell me where she kept all the money she made after she left Jude?

    Here is a photo of her Kissing Wizkid's then Manager, Bank W. Here again with Burna. Tell me, What Would it cost Burna Boy to reach out to her ? Even if Odogwu decide not to give her a verse, One picture with ODG is enough to revive her already dead career but no. Obviously, They already know things we do not know that is why everyone is trying hard to avoid her.

    Until she is ready to tell the world what happened to all the money she made after she Left Jude Okoye's Record Label, She not ready for the truth.

    Moral Lesson: Cynthia Morgan Has Tried Others And Found Out Jude was the best but Pride wouldn't let her admit it

    Follow Our Page SouthEast Music chart 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

    #afrobeats #cynthiamorgan #JudeOkoye #Psquare #benincity #nigeria #burnaboy #music #igbo #viral
    𝗖𝘆𝗻𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗮 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻 "DESTROYED" Her Own Career With Her Bad Habits Not 𝗝𝘂𝗱𝗲🎵🔥🔥 One of the most used phrase on social media is that media never forgets but sadly, it's as if the media suffers Amnesia Sometimes. The Jude Okoye Vrs Cynthia Morgan Fall out has exposed Alot and we would take our time to underlist some of these lapses. Yes, Cynthia Morgan was signed to Northside inc and yes they fell out. This happened as far back as 2016. Now, we are in 2025 -- approximately nine years after. Why is no one talking about her life and career after she left Her former Record Label Boss Jude Okoye? On the 25th May 2020, we woke up to the news of This same Cynthia Morgan's New manager Joy Tongo ripping her apart on social media. Yes you read right. Cynthia Morgan employed the services of Joy Tongo to manage her after her breakout from Northside inc. Sadly, her bad habits dragged out there too. Tongo accused this same Cynthia Morgan of owing her $30,000 USD. In this same social media, Joy Tongo plainly told Cynthia Morgan that her downfall was caused by her pride & nasty attitude not Jude. Jude saw the beyond her Talent and Banked On Her. He gave Cynthia Morgan Life. He picked her up and RePackaged her to match international standard. When Cynthia Morgan Dropped her First Song Under the Label, No one believed she was a Nigerian . Everybody thought she was Jamaican yet again, Her Sound and the marketing strategy Jude used on her, worked for her so well that the world embraced her --When the money started rolling in, She got Greedy, Left and Fell Off like a Mango fruit falling from a very high tree . Tell me why she wouldn't break her own back? The Cynthia Morgan of 2015, 2016, was never a saint. Her own controversies were always on another level. The first picture in this post was one of the most criticised pictures in the music industry. She was a heavy smoker and She never gave a damn of where or what Anybody says. In many occasions she had been accused of doing other higher substances. Many of her fans believe it was actually Dr"g that crippled her finances if not, tell me where she kept all the money she made after she left Jude? Here is a photo of her Kissing Wizkid's then Manager, Bank W. Here again with Burna. Tell me, What Would it cost Burna Boy to reach out to her ? Even if Odogwu decide not to give her a verse, One picture with ODG is enough to revive her already dead career but no. Obviously, They already know things we do not know that is why everyone is trying hard to avoid her. Until she is ready to tell the world what happened to all the money she made after she Left Jude Okoye's Record Label, She not ready for the truth. Moral Lesson: Cynthia Morgan Has Tried Others And Found Out Jude was the best but Pride wouldn't let her admit it 😂😂 Follow Our Page SouthEast Music chart 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 #afrobeats #cynthiamorgan #JudeOkoye #Psquare #benincity #nigeria #burnaboy #music #igbo #viral
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  • *WORDS OF ELDERS*

    1. “Beware of the naked person who offers you clothes!

    2. “When one’s goat get missing, the aroma of a neighbor’s soup get suspicious”.

    3. “The future belongs to the Risk takers, Not the Comfort seekers!"

    4. “A deaf husband and a blind wife are always a happy couple!"

    5. “The first person you think of in the morning, or last person you think of at night, is either the cause of your happiness or your pain!"

    6. “Be careful who you trust! Salt and Sugar are both white!"

    7. “Kindness is like butter, it works best when you spread it around!"

    8. “The walls don’t only have ears, they now see!"

    9. “Sometimes, you have to play the role of a fool to fool the fools who think they are fooling you!"

    10. “If you have a mom, there is nowhere you are likely to go where a prayer has not already been!"

    11. “A harsh man tells a woman to stop talking, but a wise man tells her that her mouth is extremely beautiful, when her lips are closed!"

    12. “No matter how long the night, the day is sure to come!"

    13. “A woman’s greatest perfume is the fragrance of her man’s success!"

    14. “A wise person knows that there is something to be learned from everyone!"

    15. “It requires wisdom to understand wisdom.

    16. The music is nothing, if the audience is deaf”!

    17. “None of us is as smart as all of us. Work together to achieve!!

    18. If you cannot be a bridge to connect people, then do not be a wall to separate them.

    19. If you cannot be a light to brighten people's good deeds then do not be darkness covering their efforts.

    20. If you cannot be water to help people's crops sprout, then do not be a pest destroying their crops.

    21. If you cannot be a vaccine to give life, do not be a virus to terminate it.

    22. If you cannot be a pencil to write anyone's happiness, then try to be a nice eraser to remove their sadness.

    23. We can always be each others keeper

    Let us resolve to heal the world by making it a better place. God bless you richly today.

    Good morning my people.

    Happy Sunday and do have a lovely new week.

    Godbless you all🙏🏿
    *WORDS OF ELDERS* 1. “Beware of the naked person who offers you clothes! 2. “When one’s goat get missing, the aroma of a neighbor’s soup get suspicious”. 3. “The future belongs to the Risk takers, Not the Comfort seekers!" 4. “A deaf husband and a blind wife are always a happy couple!" 5. “The first person you think of in the morning, or last person you think of at night, is either the cause of your happiness or your pain!" 6. “Be careful who you trust! Salt and Sugar are both white!" 7. “Kindness is like butter, it works best when you spread it around!" 8. “The walls don’t only have ears, they now see!" 9. “Sometimes, you have to play the role of a fool to fool the fools who think they are fooling you!" 10. “If you have a mom, there is nowhere you are likely to go where a prayer has not already been!" 11. “A harsh man tells a woman to stop talking, but a wise man tells her that her mouth is extremely beautiful, when her lips are closed!" 12. “No matter how long the night, the day is sure to come!" 13. “A woman’s greatest perfume is the fragrance of her man’s success!" 14. “A wise person knows that there is something to be learned from everyone!" 15. “It requires wisdom to understand wisdom. 16. The music is nothing, if the audience is deaf”! 17. “None of us is as smart as all of us. Work together to achieve!! 18. If you cannot be a bridge to connect people, then do not be a wall to separate them. 19. If you cannot be a light to brighten people's good deeds then do not be darkness covering their efforts. 20. If you cannot be water to help people's crops sprout, then do not be a pest destroying their crops. 21. If you cannot be a vaccine to give life, do not be a virus to terminate it. 22. If you cannot be a pencil to write anyone's happiness, then try to be a nice eraser to remove their sadness. 23. We can always be each others keeper Let us resolve to heal the world by making it a better place. God bless you richly today. Good morning my people. Happy Sunday and do have a lovely new week. Godbless you all🙏🏿
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  • "My real name is Samuel Animashaun Perry, but everyone knows me as Broda Shaggi. I’m from Ikene in Ogun State.

    My dad was a drama teacher, and I used to follow him to rehearsals when I was little. That’s where my love for acting started. Sadly, he pássed away when I was still very young. It hûrt me a lot, but it also gave me the drive to succeed and make him proud.

    I studied Creative Arts at the University of Lagos, and after school, I began making short comedy skits online. One of my videos — ‘Jesus appeared in Mushin’ — went viral, and that’s how Broda Shaggi became popular.

    What many people don’t know is that I’m married and I have two beautiful daughters. People are always surprised when they find out I have a family because I keep that part of my life private."

    — Broda Shaggi
    #everyone #followers
    "My real name is Samuel Animashaun Perry, but everyone knows me as Broda Shaggi. I’m from Ikene in Ogun State. My dad was a drama teacher, and I used to follow him to rehearsals when I was little. That’s where my love for acting started. Sadly, he pássed away when I was still very young. It hûrt me a lot, but it also gave me the drive to succeed and make him proud. I studied Creative Arts at the University of Lagos, and after school, I began making short comedy skits online. One of my videos — ‘Jesus appeared in Mushin’ — went viral, and that’s how Broda Shaggi became popular. What many people don’t know is that I’m married and I have two beautiful daughters. People are always surprised when they find out I have a family because I keep that part of my life private." — Broda Shaggi #everyone #followers
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    Everyone is unique, so you must be very careful 👌
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  • I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE.

    EPISODE 1

    FOLLOW ME Justina's Stories
    My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home.

    Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.”

    Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood.

    But something didn’t feel right after a while.

    Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him.

    Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.”

    The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof.

    A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.”

    Then came the final straw.

    One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise.

    I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened.

    What I saw inside will never leave my memory.

    Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask.

    They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound.

    They both turned.

    Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color.

    I wanted to scream, but no voice came out.

    I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice:

    “So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?”

    Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…”

    Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—”

    I turned away.

    I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself,

    “You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.”

    And that was when my revenge plan began to form.
    I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE. EPISODE 1 FOLLOW ME Justina's Stories My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home. Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.” Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood. But something didn’t feel right after a while. Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him. Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.” The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof. A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.” Then came the final straw. One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise. I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened. What I saw inside will never leave my memory. Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask. They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound. They both turned. Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color. I wanted to scream, but no voice came out. I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice: “So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?” Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…” Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—” I turned away. I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself, “You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.” And that was when my revenge plan began to form.
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  • I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE.

    EPISODE 1

    FOLLOW ME Justy's Stories
    My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home.

    Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.”

    Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood.

    But something didn’t feel right after a while.

    Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him.

    Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.”

    The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof.

    A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.”

    Then came the final straw.

    One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise.

    I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened.

    What I saw inside will never leave my memory.

    Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask.

    They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound.

    They both turned.

    Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color.

    I wanted to scream, but no voice came out.

    I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice:

    “So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?”

    Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…”

    Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—”

    I turned away.

    I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself,

    “You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.”

    And that was when my revenge plan began to form.
    I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE. EPISODE 1 FOLLOW ME Justy's Stories My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home. Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.” Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood. But something didn’t feel right after a while. Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him. Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.” The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof. A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.” Then came the final straw. One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise. I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened. What I saw inside will never leave my memory. Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask. They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound. They both turned. Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color. I wanted to scream, but no voice came out. I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice: “So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?” Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…” Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—” I turned away. I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself, “You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.” And that was when my revenge plan began to form.
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  • Title: Bitch X Rich: It portrays what happens after the dirty Kim Hye-in, the only witness to the murder of a high school girl, moves to Cheongdam International High School, where everyone wants. Starring: Le Eun-Saem, Jang Sung-yoon
    Title: Bitch X Rich: It portrays what happens after the dirty Kim Hye-in, the only witness to the murder of a high school girl, moves to Cheongdam International High School, where everyone wants. Starring: Le Eun-Saem, Jang Sung-yoon
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  • 🙏🏾 *It’s Time to Secure the Blessings of the Second Half of 2025*

    The second half has been declared a season of overthrow and undeniable fruitfulness, but we must consecrate ourselves to experience sustained victory.

    Join the three-day consecration retreat, as we seek the Lord in fastings and prayer.

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    *PRAYER SCHEDULE*

    *Wednesday to Friday*
    - Morning Prayer: 6:15 A.M – 7:00 A.M
    - Night Prayer: 9:15 P.M – 10:00 P.M

    _Prayer link will be posted daily_


    *Saturday (CAMP)*
    - 7:00 A.M – 10:00 A.M

    Venue; Ark of Light For All Nations


    _Come with your family and loved ones, inform everyone around you! 2025 is already a fruitful year for us!_
    🙏🏾 *It’s Time to Secure the Blessings of the Second Half of 2025* The second half has been declared a season of overthrow and undeniable fruitfulness, but we must consecrate ourselves to experience sustained victory. Join the three-day consecration retreat, as we seek the Lord in fastings and prayer. ___________________________________ 🅿️ *PRAYER SCHEDULE* 📍 *Wednesday to Friday* - Morning Prayer: 6:15 A.M – 7:00 A.M - Night Prayer: 9:15 P.M – 10:00 P.M 🖇️ _Prayer link will be posted daily_ 📍 *Saturday (CAMP)* - 7:00 A.M – 10:00 A.M ⛪ Venue; Ark of Light For All Nations _Come with your family and loved ones, inform everyone around you! 2025 is already a fruitful year for us!_
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  • Just as Chelsea disappointed their enemies na so God go disappoint your enemies

    Good morning everyone
    Just as Chelsea disappointed their enemies na so God go disappoint your enemies Good morning everyone
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  • THE SCIENCE OF SIGNS

    Semiotics is the study of signs. A sign comprises two components: the signifier is the denotative level, and the signified is the connotation. A sign can be an icon, symbol or index. An icon is physically similar to the object or what it stands for; its literal sense refers to the signifier, e.g. a photo of a tree or the letters that spell tree, while its connotative sign pertains to its meaning. A symbol pattern refers to an interpretive habit or a norm of a learned behaviour like a play or pause button. In contrast, an index correlates with sensory information, e.g., fire smoke or car skidding noise. Language serves as a sign that we can read ‘Lamborghini’, and it can evoke similar images in our mind by spelling the word.’ We all recognize that it denotes a car. However, the sign consists of letters of the alphabet, and its connotative level conveys a deeper meaning, e.g., wealth and status, exclusivity and prestige. On the level of associated myths, which is a secondary sign, it is a myth of success and freedom. Its cultural sign is tied to broader ideologies of wealth, individuality, and power. It serves as both a functional object and a social statement.

    An English rose is a flower; however, a red rose can symbolise love, romance, and beauty. It is used in romantic settings, while yellow roses may have a different meaning and could be more appropriate in a friendship context. A sign is always interpreted in context. For example, if Warren Buffet were speaking about money, his context would generate a completely different vibe than that of a corrupt prosperity preacher. They are using the same dollar note, yet the meanings generated reflect two different attitudes, even though the money possesses no inherent meaning—it's merely paper representing currency. Its connotative meaning is always interpreted differently, depending on who we are, as we see life through our worldview. Someone who believes in the stories of a prosperity preacher will form a different image in the meaning-making mind compared to one who sees through his antics. We create the meaning.

    The ocean can be a place of rest where people enjoy a leisurely swim, while for others, it may provoke fear if they have recently encountered a shark. So, even though it’s the same location, the interpretations of reality or the signified meaning can have different connotations. Consider the word marriage; in most people's minds, it represents a union between a male and a female, but in other cultures, marriage may encompass multiple wives. According to the Bible, marriage is only between two people. Same-sex marriage has been normalised in many cultures, while gender-based violence can be accepted in some, leading to a belief that it is acceptable for women to be abused in a cultural context.

    Nowadays, due to the globalised internet, we must ensure we share a common conceptual map of the world when discussing various concepts. This way, when we interpret signs that represent concepts, we need a thorough analysis of what we mean to minimise the chances of misinterpretation. We should never assume that everyone will derive the same conative meaning from a sign. We might discover that individuals have attached different connotations. We must not assume that someone from a completely different nation will share that same value just because something is socially acceptable or unacceptable to us.

    We don't simply knock on a stranger’s door expecting a warm welcome; it requires a level of trust and background knowledge. For that access, the people we trust are vital; that’s why we have boundaries. Yet, because we all begin reasoning from different social locations, cultures, and economic, scientific, technological, religious, and philosophical backgrounds, we will not share the same premises from which we make our decisions. No one has the same experiences. The fact that you grew up on a different street with a unique life experience already illustrates the law of difference. Even if you lived next door and were raised by Indian parents in a foreign land, it means you will experience life differently and interpret signs in a distinct way. It cannot be compared to your neighbour’s experiences.

    Although we may share a conceptual understanding of the economic and political system socialisation has imparted similar lessons due to our common culture. It functions like a membrane, working collectively within the groups from which we originate. However, just as there are molecular cells and membranes, they represent different components of the whole, yet they unite in agreement to operate as one cell. That is akin to culture. It emerges through the socialisation of various systems: family, shared economy, shared education, shared politics, create common values. Consequently, we are more likely to interpret signs in a similar way. For instance, if another culture were to perceive the connotative meaning of a national flag, it would lack relativity to them; instead, it simply symbolizes a nation through its colours and symbols that represent something significant.

    Thus, we must consider this when using language. Although it may be understood in English, it doesn't necessarily mean that the connotative level of the sign holds the same significance. Since our minds work so quickly in processing information, we rarely pause to dissect it and reach a deeper understanding of different perspectives, as this is part of the logic of viewpoint we gain from various places. It's fascinating to analyse thought processes to truly grasp why someone’s perspective matters. All too often, we dismiss people because their standpoint differs so much, yet we should take the time to comprehend the logic behind their thinking, as it originates from where they have gathered their information.

    Something profound I've observed is that when someone speaks with authority, even if their words are full of deception, others may not be thorough enough to grasp all the nuances in the speech act. They fail to detect falsehoods because the speaker sounds so convincing, especially if they are a respected authority figure. Thus, at the level of the sign, the denotative meaning is shared, but the connotative meaning is interpreted differently. That’s why we must consider who is interpreting the sign and what the context is to reach deeper understandings. It’s essential to question all thinking, including my own. It doesn’t matter who the person is; we are all prone to human error. The only one who is perfect is God. We can make mistakes without even realising it. If we look around at all the deception in this world, every person who is convinced of that deception as the truth is real in their mind. You can see this in people who live in superstition, such as walking under a ladder. This is the second level of myth, where a new connotative meaning tells another story. While we know, hypothetically, that it is not the truth, some will not agree because that is how they perceive the world when they see someone walk under a ladder and believe it.

    Currently, I have been listening to a man who has tremendous insight, claiming up to 90% truth. Yet, he has categorised Christianity alongside other religions and views Jesus merely as a mystic. However, he has misunderstood the meanings he preaches and acts as if he knows the Bible. Yet, his interpretation is so erroneous it's not funny, and he has millions who follow him. It is because he has not encountered the kingdom. I could explain all his teachings if he had the right source of knowledge, which starts with God. But if the wrong connotative meaning is inferred, it leads down the wrong path. Therefore, the study of the science of signs is vital in these last days.
    THE SCIENCE OF SIGNS Semiotics is the study of signs. A sign comprises two components: the signifier is the denotative level, and the signified is the connotation. A sign can be an icon, symbol or index. An icon is physically similar to the object or what it stands for; its literal sense refers to the signifier, e.g. a photo of a tree or the letters that spell tree, while its connotative sign pertains to its meaning. A symbol pattern refers to an interpretive habit or a norm of a learned behaviour like a play or pause button. In contrast, an index correlates with sensory information, e.g., fire smoke or car skidding noise. Language serves as a sign that we can read ‘Lamborghini’, and it can evoke similar images in our mind by spelling the word.’ We all recognize that it denotes a car. However, the sign consists of letters of the alphabet, and its connotative level conveys a deeper meaning, e.g., wealth and status, exclusivity and prestige. On the level of associated myths, which is a secondary sign, it is a myth of success and freedom. Its cultural sign is tied to broader ideologies of wealth, individuality, and power. It serves as both a functional object and a social statement. An English rose is a flower; however, a red rose can symbolise love, romance, and beauty. It is used in romantic settings, while yellow roses may have a different meaning and could be more appropriate in a friendship context. A sign is always interpreted in context. For example, if Warren Buffet were speaking about money, his context would generate a completely different vibe than that of a corrupt prosperity preacher. They are using the same dollar note, yet the meanings generated reflect two different attitudes, even though the money possesses no inherent meaning—it's merely paper representing currency. Its connotative meaning is always interpreted differently, depending on who we are, as we see life through our worldview. Someone who believes in the stories of a prosperity preacher will form a different image in the meaning-making mind compared to one who sees through his antics. We create the meaning. The ocean can be a place of rest where people enjoy a leisurely swim, while for others, it may provoke fear if they have recently encountered a shark. So, even though it’s the same location, the interpretations of reality or the signified meaning can have different connotations. Consider the word marriage; in most people's minds, it represents a union between a male and a female, but in other cultures, marriage may encompass multiple wives. According to the Bible, marriage is only between two people. Same-sex marriage has been normalised in many cultures, while gender-based violence can be accepted in some, leading to a belief that it is acceptable for women to be abused in a cultural context. Nowadays, due to the globalised internet, we must ensure we share a common conceptual map of the world when discussing various concepts. This way, when we interpret signs that represent concepts, we need a thorough analysis of what we mean to minimise the chances of misinterpretation. We should never assume that everyone will derive the same conative meaning from a sign. We might discover that individuals have attached different connotations. We must not assume that someone from a completely different nation will share that same value just because something is socially acceptable or unacceptable to us. We don't simply knock on a stranger’s door expecting a warm welcome; it requires a level of trust and background knowledge. For that access, the people we trust are vital; that’s why we have boundaries. Yet, because we all begin reasoning from different social locations, cultures, and economic, scientific, technological, religious, and philosophical backgrounds, we will not share the same premises from which we make our decisions. No one has the same experiences. The fact that you grew up on a different street with a unique life experience already illustrates the law of difference. Even if you lived next door and were raised by Indian parents in a foreign land, it means you will experience life differently and interpret signs in a distinct way. It cannot be compared to your neighbour’s experiences. Although we may share a conceptual understanding of the economic and political system socialisation has imparted similar lessons due to our common culture. It functions like a membrane, working collectively within the groups from which we originate. However, just as there are molecular cells and membranes, they represent different components of the whole, yet they unite in agreement to operate as one cell. That is akin to culture. It emerges through the socialisation of various systems: family, shared economy, shared education, shared politics, create common values. Consequently, we are more likely to interpret signs in a similar way. For instance, if another culture were to perceive the connotative meaning of a national flag, it would lack relativity to them; instead, it simply symbolizes a nation through its colours and symbols that represent something significant. Thus, we must consider this when using language. Although it may be understood in English, it doesn't necessarily mean that the connotative level of the sign holds the same significance. Since our minds work so quickly in processing information, we rarely pause to dissect it and reach a deeper understanding of different perspectives, as this is part of the logic of viewpoint we gain from various places. It's fascinating to analyse thought processes to truly grasp why someone’s perspective matters. All too often, we dismiss people because their standpoint differs so much, yet we should take the time to comprehend the logic behind their thinking, as it originates from where they have gathered their information. Something profound I've observed is that when someone speaks with authority, even if their words are full of deception, others may not be thorough enough to grasp all the nuances in the speech act. They fail to detect falsehoods because the speaker sounds so convincing, especially if they are a respected authority figure. Thus, at the level of the sign, the denotative meaning is shared, but the connotative meaning is interpreted differently. That’s why we must consider who is interpreting the sign and what the context is to reach deeper understandings. It’s essential to question all thinking, including my own. It doesn’t matter who the person is; we are all prone to human error. The only one who is perfect is God. We can make mistakes without even realising it. If we look around at all the deception in this world, every person who is convinced of that deception as the truth is real in their mind. You can see this in people who live in superstition, such as walking under a ladder. This is the second level of myth, where a new connotative meaning tells another story. While we know, hypothetically, that it is not the truth, some will not agree because that is how they perceive the world when they see someone walk under a ladder and believe it. Currently, I have been listening to a man who has tremendous insight, claiming up to 90% truth. Yet, he has categorised Christianity alongside other religions and views Jesus merely as a mystic. However, he has misunderstood the meanings he preaches and acts as if he knows the Bible. Yet, his interpretation is so erroneous it's not funny, and he has millions who follow him. It is because he has not encountered the kingdom. I could explain all his teachings if he had the right source of knowledge, which starts with God. But if the wrong connotative meaning is inferred, it leads down the wrong path. Therefore, the study of the science of signs is vital in these last days.
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    Hello Everyone. Happy Monday. Have a nice day and God bless you.
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