• *A KIDNAPPING DEN*

    One day while John was driving his car on a dilapidated road to his village in Enugu, four men with guns came out from the bush and shouted at him to stop. John quickly obeyed them and held up his hands at gunpoint.

    They took him into a solitary place in the forest, where there were wild animals and lizards; where flies were buzzing, birds and butterflies fluttering in the air. The five men trekked in the forest for two hours. John's left sandal got cut from long walk.

    Then a tall black man appeared to meet them; he was the leader of the kidnappers. His men handed John over to him and went away. John stayed in their den for eight days and nights without water or food.

    The amount the kidnappers demanded for John's release was 50m naira. The negotiation was still going on when the mask their boss wore mistakenly fell out. John saw his face, recognized him and called his name! Both of them stared fixedly at each other. The man was juniour staff, who worked under John in a finance office before he retired from government service!

    "What're you doing here, sir?" the leader of the kidnappers asked John in surprise.

    "I'm from this place," John replied.

    "Oh no! You don't mean it! Your people are very wicked!" the man exclaimed.

    The leader of the gang was a Boko Haram member from Kogi State. He was hired for the business by John's younger cousin whom he trained in the university.

    "Do you know this name . . . ?" The kidnapper mentioned the name of John's cousin and showed him his phone number. Both of them had the same surname.

    The kidnapper dropped his AK47 on the ground, knelt down before John and promised that nobody would harm him. He took John's phone, searched through it and saw a video showing where some Boko Haram men were punishing their victims.

    "From where did you get this video?" He asked John.

    "I got it from my WhatsApp group," he replied.

    "Look at me in the video. I was with my colleagues in Katsina forest, carrying out an operation there. Please, sir, I'll take this your phone."

    John said, "Okay."

    "Your brother asked us to collect 50m naira from you. If you refuse to pay it, we should kill you. But, as long as I'm concerned, nothing will happen to you. I remember how good you were to me, Oga. Will you be able to get 5m naira?" He asked.

    John promised that he would try.

    The kidnapper then gave John his phone and asked him to call his people to gather the 5m naira immediately. That was on the ninth day John was with the kidnappers in the forest.

    Much later on, the 5m naira was brought to the kidnappers. They handed it over to their boss. The latter collected John's mobile phone, with the _SIM cards_ inside it, and said his farewells and left.

    John walked quickly away and entered the vehicle that was used to bring the money. He was carried home to meet his people who had gathered to welcome him.

    QUESTIONS:
    *°* Who was the person that planned and arranged for John's kidnap?
    *°* Who was the person that saved John's life?
    *°* Explain why John was not killed.

    _I leave you to answer the questions._

    *--------------------*
    *~ 'LEXIS N. O.*
    *A KIDNAPPING DEN* One day while John was driving his car on a dilapidated road to his village in Enugu, four men with guns came out from the bush and shouted at him to stop. John quickly obeyed them and held up his hands at gunpoint. They took him into a solitary place in the forest, where there were wild animals and lizards; where flies were buzzing, birds and butterflies fluttering in the air. The five men trekked in the forest for two hours. John's left sandal got cut from long walk. Then a tall black man appeared to meet them; he was the leader of the kidnappers. His men handed John over to him and went away. John stayed in their den for eight days and nights without water or food. The amount the kidnappers demanded for John's release was 50m naira. The negotiation was still going on when the mask their boss wore mistakenly fell out. John saw his face, recognized him and called his name! Both of them stared fixedly at each other. The man was juniour staff, who worked under John in a finance office before he retired from government service! "What're you doing here, sir?" the leader of the kidnappers asked John in surprise. "I'm from this place," John replied. "Oh no! You don't mean it! Your people are very wicked!" the man exclaimed. The leader of the gang was a Boko Haram member from Kogi State. He was hired for the business by John's younger cousin whom he trained in the university. "Do you know this name . . . ?" The kidnapper mentioned the name of John's cousin and showed him his phone number. Both of them had the same surname. The kidnapper dropped his AK47 on the ground, knelt down before John and promised that nobody would harm him. He took John's phone, searched through it and saw a video showing where some Boko Haram men were punishing their victims. "From where did you get this video?" He asked John. "I got it from my WhatsApp group," he replied. "Look at me in the video. I was with my colleagues in Katsina forest, carrying out an operation there. Please, sir, I'll take this your phone." John said, "Okay." "Your brother asked us to collect 50m naira from you. If you refuse to pay it, we should kill you. But, as long as I'm concerned, nothing will happen to you. I remember how good you were to me, Oga. Will you be able to get 5m naira?" He asked. John promised that he would try. The kidnapper then gave John his phone and asked him to call his people to gather the 5m naira immediately. That was on the ninth day John was with the kidnappers in the forest. Much later on, the 5m naira was brought to the kidnappers. They handed it over to their boss. The latter collected John's mobile phone, with the _SIM cards_ inside it, and said his farewells and left. John walked quickly away and entered the vehicle that was used to bring the money. He was carried home to meet his people who had gathered to welcome him. QUESTIONS: *°* Who was the person that planned and arranged for John's kidnap? *°* Who was the person that saved John's life? *°* Explain why John was not killed. _I leave you to answer the questions._ *----------ใ€ฐ๏ธใ€ฐ๏ธใ€ฐ๏ธ----------* *~ 'LEXIS N. O.*
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  • The ‘Jubril from Sudan’ Theory — Madness or a Mirror?

    AriseTv sound Journalist, Oseni Rufai takes us back to one of Nigeria’s wildest political stories — the infamous “Jubril from Sudan” theory.

    It all kicked off in 2017 when then-President Buhari spent over 90 days in a London hospital. What began as a tweet from British MP Eric Joyce quickly spiraled into a nationwide conspiracy: “Buhari is dead. A body double is running Nigeria.”

    Nnamdi Kanu of IPOB seized the moment, pushing the narrative that Buhari had been swapped out for a clone named Jubril from Sudan. This theory took over headlines, social media, and political chatter, prompting Buhari to publicly state in 2018: “It’s the real me, I assure you.”

    But beneath all the chaos lies a more profound question: Why did so many people buy into this? Was it merely propaganda or a sign of the shattered trust between Nigerians and their leaders?

    Rufai Oseni points out: “These theories don’t just appear out of nowhere—they stem from deep political scars, years of cover-ups, and a system that keeps the public in the dark.”

    What’s your take on the Jubril theory? Truth or nonsense? Tag someone who debated this back in the day!

    SHARE this if you remember the “Jubril from Sudan” saga.

    FOLLOW our page for more political insights and viral stories.

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    The ‘Jubril from Sudan’ Theory — Madness or a Mirror? AriseTv sound Journalist, Oseni Rufai takes us back to one of Nigeria’s wildest political stories — the infamous “Jubril from Sudan” theory. It all kicked off in 2017 when then-President Buhari spent over 90 days in a London hospital. What began as a tweet from British MP Eric Joyce quickly spiraled into a nationwide conspiracy: “Buhari is dead. A body double is running Nigeria.” Nnamdi Kanu of IPOB seized the moment, pushing the narrative that Buhari had been swapped out for a clone named Jubril from Sudan. This theory took over headlines, social media, and political chatter, prompting Buhari to publicly state in 2018: “It’s the real me, I assure you.” But beneath all the chaos lies a more profound question: Why did so many people buy into this? Was it merely propaganda or a sign of the shattered trust between Nigerians and their leaders? ๐Ÿค” Rufai Oseni points out: “These theories don’t just appear out of nowhere—they stem from deep political scars, years of cover-ups, and a system that keeps the public in the dark.” What’s your take on the Jubril theory? Truth or nonsense? Tag someone who debated this back in the day! SHARE this if you remember the “Jubril from Sudan” saga. FOLLOW our page for more political insights and viral stories. #jubrilfromsudan #Buhari #IPOB #nigeriapolitics #NewsFlashNG #trustissues #viralnigeria #osenirufai #ConspiracyOrTruth #NewNigeria
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  • How Buhari’s Military Coup Saved Oba Sikiru Adetona from fellow Ijebu Governor

    On November 23, 1981, Governor Victor Olabisi Onabanjo of Ogun State signed a formal order suspending Oba Sikiru Adetona from office as the Awujale of Ijebuland until further notice. However, it soon turned to a deposition, and the removal was scheduled to take effect on January 2, 1984.

    But the Muhammadu Buhari coup of December 31, 1983, which toppled President Shehu Shagari's civilian government, halted the plan. Buhari’s intervention inadvertently preserved the Awujale’s reign for the next 41 years.

    By the early 1980s, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona, the Awujale of Ijebuland, and Governor Victor “Bisi” Onabanjo, both sons of Ijebu, had entered a tense phase. The foundation had been set years earlier, when Adetona had generously assisted Onabanjo during his illness and even provided accommodation and support while he studied in London. Yet as politics took centre stage, friendship gave way to rivalry, and personal ire would lead to a constitutional crisis.

    In August 1981, Oba Adetona wrote to the governor notifying him of his upcoming trip to London for medical reasons, including his overseas address and phone number, purely informative, not requesting permission. Onabanjo replied, demanding more details of the trip and the health grounds, apparently implying that it needed his approval.

    Oba Adetona bristled, reminding him that his letter was purely a courtesy update and that, as a traditional monarch, he did not require permission to travel. Defiant, he departed anyway, changing his phone number to avoid further contact.

    On November 23, 1981, Governor Onabanjo issued a proclamation suspending the Awujale from office, an unprecedented move. He established a Commission of Inquiry under Justice Solomon O. Sogbetun to investigate Oba Adetona’s perceived insubordination and administrative conduct.

    True to the governor’s intentions, the commission reported unfavourably, and by early 1982, the Awujale was formally deposed by the Ogun State Executive Council.

    Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona mounted a legal challenge against the Ogun State Government, contesting the validity of the Sogbetun Commission of Inquiry, which had recommended his deposition. His legal team was formidable, led by none other than Chief F.R.A. Williams, one of Nigeria’s greatest legal minds, and supported by Chief Sina Odedina, a prominent Ijebu lawyer.

    As the case made its way through the courts, political events moved with dramatic speed. Governor Bisi Onabanjo, the man who had orchestrated the deposition, was re-elected and sworn in for a second term on October 1, 1983. For a time, it appeared that the Awujale’s fate had been sealed.

    But destiny, always patient, waited quietly in the wings.

    Just two months and 30 days later, on December 31, 1983, the Nigerian Second Republic collapsed in a swift military coup. In a broadcast, Brigadier Sani Abacha announced the takeover of the government by the military. The democratically elected administration of President Shehu Shagari was overthrown, and Major-General Muhammadu Buhari assumed the role of Head of State.

    In Ogun State, Brigadier Oladipo Diya, a fellow Ijebu son from Odogbolu, was appointed the new Military Governor. The terrain had shifted.

    Then, in 1984, the defining moment arrived.

    Justice Kolawole of the Ogun State High Court delivered a landmark judgment. The court nullified the findings of the Sogbetun Commission and ruled that Oba Adetona’s deposition was unlawful. It ordered his immediate reinstatement to the stool of the Awujale of Ijebuland.

    The military administration of Brigadier Diya, rather than appeal the ruling, respected the court’s decision. Without drama or delay, the judgment was enforced. And thus, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona returned to his throne in Ijebu Ode—restored, vindicated, and unbroken.

    The monarch who had been deposed returned not in disgrace, but in quiet triumph. Like a cat with nine lives, he resumed his place not only as a custodian of tradition, but as a symbol of endurance, dignity, and the power of lawful resistance.

    From that moment, a new era began: an era that would span decades, as Oba Adetona continued to reign with wisdom, courage, and conviction. The scars of 1981 remained, but they became part of a larger story, one of resilience in the face of injustice, and of a king who refused to be cowed.

    Over the next 41 years, until his transition on July 13, 2025, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona would go on to become one of Nigeria’s longest-serving monarchs, revered across the nation not only for his longevity, but for the strength of his character and the example he set.
    How Buhari’s Military Coup Saved Oba Sikiru Adetona from fellow Ijebu Governor On November 23, 1981, Governor Victor Olabisi Onabanjo of Ogun State signed a formal order suspending Oba Sikiru Adetona from office as the Awujale of Ijebuland until further notice. However, it soon turned to a deposition, and the removal was scheduled to take effect on January 2, 1984. But the Muhammadu Buhari coup of December 31, 1983, which toppled President Shehu Shagari's civilian government, halted the plan. Buhari’s intervention inadvertently preserved the Awujale’s reign for the next 41 years. By the early 1980s, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona, the Awujale of Ijebuland, and Governor Victor “Bisi” Onabanjo, both sons of Ijebu, had entered a tense phase. The foundation had been set years earlier, when Adetona had generously assisted Onabanjo during his illness and even provided accommodation and support while he studied in London. Yet as politics took centre stage, friendship gave way to rivalry, and personal ire would lead to a constitutional crisis. In August 1981, Oba Adetona wrote to the governor notifying him of his upcoming trip to London for medical reasons, including his overseas address and phone number, purely informative, not requesting permission. Onabanjo replied, demanding more details of the trip and the health grounds, apparently implying that it needed his approval. Oba Adetona bristled, reminding him that his letter was purely a courtesy update and that, as a traditional monarch, he did not require permission to travel. Defiant, he departed anyway, changing his phone number to avoid further contact. On November 23, 1981, Governor Onabanjo issued a proclamation suspending the Awujale from office, an unprecedented move. He established a Commission of Inquiry under Justice Solomon O. Sogbetun to investigate Oba Adetona’s perceived insubordination and administrative conduct. True to the governor’s intentions, the commission reported unfavourably, and by early 1982, the Awujale was formally deposed by the Ogun State Executive Council. Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona mounted a legal challenge against the Ogun State Government, contesting the validity of the Sogbetun Commission of Inquiry, which had recommended his deposition. His legal team was formidable, led by none other than Chief F.R.A. Williams, one of Nigeria’s greatest legal minds, and supported by Chief Sina Odedina, a prominent Ijebu lawyer. As the case made its way through the courts, political events moved with dramatic speed. Governor Bisi Onabanjo, the man who had orchestrated the deposition, was re-elected and sworn in for a second term on October 1, 1983. For a time, it appeared that the Awujale’s fate had been sealed. But destiny, always patient, waited quietly in the wings. Just two months and 30 days later, on December 31, 1983, the Nigerian Second Republic collapsed in a swift military coup. In a broadcast, Brigadier Sani Abacha announced the takeover of the government by the military. The democratically elected administration of President Shehu Shagari was overthrown, and Major-General Muhammadu Buhari assumed the role of Head of State. In Ogun State, Brigadier Oladipo Diya, a fellow Ijebu son from Odogbolu, was appointed the new Military Governor. The terrain had shifted. Then, in 1984, the defining moment arrived. Justice Kolawole of the Ogun State High Court delivered a landmark judgment. The court nullified the findings of the Sogbetun Commission and ruled that Oba Adetona’s deposition was unlawful. It ordered his immediate reinstatement to the stool of the Awujale of Ijebuland. The military administration of Brigadier Diya, rather than appeal the ruling, respected the court’s decision. Without drama or delay, the judgment was enforced. And thus, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona returned to his throne in Ijebu Ode—restored, vindicated, and unbroken. The monarch who had been deposed returned not in disgrace, but in quiet triumph. Like a cat with nine lives, he resumed his place not only as a custodian of tradition, but as a symbol of endurance, dignity, and the power of lawful resistance. From that moment, a new era began: an era that would span decades, as Oba Adetona continued to reign with wisdom, courage, and conviction. The scars of 1981 remained, but they became part of a larger story, one of resilience in the face of injustice, and of a king who refused to be cowed. Over the next 41 years, until his transition on July 13, 2025, Oba Sikiru Kayode Adetona would go on to become one of Nigeria’s longest-serving monarchs, revered across the nation not only for his longevity, but for the strength of his character and the example he set.
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  • In 2017, a conspiracy theory that Nigerian President Muhammadu Buhari had died in a London hospital and was replaced with a body double called ‘Jubril’ from Sudan surfaced in popular discourse. This occurred after Buhari had spent three months undergoing medical treatment in London for an undisclosed illness. The President’s location outside of Nigeria, in the country that was its former colonizer, gave shape to different versions of the conspiracy theory, with suggestions that British Nigerian political elites were behind the replacement of the President and were hiding his alleged death.
    Anxieties around the President were initially provoked by a tweet on 19 May 2017, in which Eric Joyce, a British politician, tweeted that the President was dead. President Buhari had last been seen in public two weeks earlier. Eric Joyce’s tweet triggered Nigerians who were looking to escape a repeat of the power vacuum that had been experienced in the country after the death of a previous sitting president, Umaru Yar’Adua, who died in similar and somewhat mysterious circumstances in 2010.
    Narratives that the president was a clone emerged in public discourse following President Buhari's public reappearance and return to Nigeria from the UK in August 2017. The first identified online appearance of the clone conspiracy theory was a YouTube video created by Nnamdi Kanu, leader of the Indigenous People of Biafra (IPOB), a secessionist group in southeastern Nigeria, in September 2017. The group had been seizing opportunities during election windows to insert itself into broader political debates by whipping up regional sentiments of marginalization and political apathy. It had used a range of mainstream and social media channels to call the attention of the international community to its agitations and the illegal detention/trial of its leader. The body double conspiracy theory was picked up in the Nigerian media and widely spread through different forms of popular communication in Nigeria, resulting in Buhari publicly acknowledging and confronting the conspiracy theory. On 2 December 2018, Buhari insisted during an event in Poland, ‘It’s [the] real me, I assure you.’ The IPOB leader responded, tweeting:
    If Buhari is not dead and replaced by Jubril from Sudan, why won't the Nigerian government sue Eric Joyce, a former British lawmaker, for peddling lies? They can’t because they know I am speaking the truth. @AsoRock @ericjoyce @NGRPresident @UKParliament @NGRSenate @WhiteHouse t.co/qqrKHPmtNy
    In this article, this conspiracy theory that President Buhari was a clone is addressed as an opportunity to question the superficial confidence with which conspiracy theories have been dismissed as aberrations and negative externalities of digital ecosystems and their supporters as threats to an ostensibly deliberative public sphere. While not pitched in defense of conspiracy theories, it seeks to examine them without the comfortable protection of post-enlightenment normativity and to remind us how injunctions to ‘speak civilly’ or ‘think rationally’ tend to reproduce tropes from a colonial past, dismissing or erasing other forms of knowledge/reasoning used to make sense of the world to speak to power.

    The arguments and analyses we advance here are closely related to those we presented in a previous article (Gagliardone et al.,
    Citation
    2021), where we empirically illustrated how this explorative, rather than normative, approach allows us to grasp how individuals do not simply fall for, embrace, or support a conspiracy theory but can ‘do’ specific and distinct things with/through them. In that article, we comparatively analyzed how conspiracy theories circulating at the outset of the COVID-19 pandemic were seized by some Nigerian users and politicians as opportunities to criticize the ruling party, while in South Africa the same conspiracy theories became a vehicle to voice deep-rooted resentment towards the West and corporate interests.

    In 2017, a conspiracy theory that Nigerian President Muhammadu Buhari had died in a London hospital and was replaced with a body double called ‘Jubril’ from Sudan surfaced in popular discourse. This occurred after Buhari had spent three months undergoing medical treatment in London for an undisclosed illness. The President’s location outside of Nigeria, in the country that was its former colonizer, gave shape to different versions of the conspiracy theory, with suggestions that British Nigerian political elites were behind the replacement of the President and were hiding his alleged death. Anxieties around the President were initially provoked by a tweet on 19 May 2017, in which Eric Joyce, a British politician, tweeted that the President was dead. President Buhari had last been seen in public two weeks earlier. Eric Joyce’s tweet triggered Nigerians who were looking to escape a repeat of the power vacuum that had been experienced in the country after the death of a previous sitting president, Umaru Yar’Adua, who died in similar and somewhat mysterious circumstances in 2010. Narratives that the president was a clone emerged in public discourse following President Buhari's public reappearance and return to Nigeria from the UK in August 2017. The first identified online appearance of the clone conspiracy theory was a YouTube video created by Nnamdi Kanu, leader of the Indigenous People of Biafra (IPOB), a secessionist group in southeastern Nigeria, in September 2017. The group had been seizing opportunities during election windows to insert itself into broader political debates by whipping up regional sentiments of marginalization and political apathy. It had used a range of mainstream and social media channels to call the attention of the international community to its agitations and the illegal detention/trial of its leader. The body double conspiracy theory was picked up in the Nigerian media and widely spread through different forms of popular communication in Nigeria, resulting in Buhari publicly acknowledging and confronting the conspiracy theory. On 2 December 2018, Buhari insisted during an event in Poland, ‘It’s [the] real me, I assure you.’ The IPOB leader responded, tweeting: If Buhari is not dead and replaced by Jubril from Sudan, why won't the Nigerian government sue Eric Joyce, a former British lawmaker, for peddling lies? They can’t because they know I am speaking the truth. @AsoRock @ericjoyce @NGRPresident @UKParliament @NGRSenate @WhiteHouse t.co/qqrKHPmtNy In this article, this conspiracy theory that President Buhari was a clone is addressed as an opportunity to question the superficial confidence with which conspiracy theories have been dismissed as aberrations and negative externalities of digital ecosystems and their supporters as threats to an ostensibly deliberative public sphere. While not pitched in defense of conspiracy theories, it seeks to examine them without the comfortable protection of post-enlightenment normativity and to remind us how injunctions to ‘speak civilly’ or ‘think rationally’ tend to reproduce tropes from a colonial past, dismissing or erasing other forms of knowledge/reasoning used to make sense of the world to speak to power. The arguments and analyses we advance here are closely related to those we presented in a previous article (Gagliardone et al., Citation 2021), where we empirically illustrated how this explorative, rather than normative, approach allows us to grasp how individuals do not simply fall for, embrace, or support a conspiracy theory but can ‘do’ specific and distinct things with/through them. In that article, we comparatively analyzed how conspiracy theories circulating at the outset of the COVID-19 pandemic were seized by some Nigerian users and politicians as opportunities to criticize the ruling party, while in South Africa the same conspiracy theories became a vehicle to voice deep-rooted resentment towards the West and corporate interests.
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  • ๐—–๐˜†๐—ป๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฎ ๐— ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ป "DESTROYED" Her Own Career With Her Bad Habits Not ๐—๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ

    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 ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ

    #afrobeats #cynthiamorgan #JudeOkoye #Psquare #benincity #nigeria #burnaboy #music #igbo #viral
    ๐—–๐˜†๐—ป๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฎ ๐— ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ป "DESTROYED" Her Own Career With Her Bad Habits Not ๐—๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ 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 ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ Follow Our Page SouthEast Music chart ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ #afrobeats #cynthiamorgan #JudeOkoye #Psquare #benincity #nigeria #burnaboy #music #igbo #viral
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  • The National Youth Council of Nigeria, Niger State Chapter, under the leadership of Amb. Abdullahi Muhammad Ishaq, urgently calls upon His Excellency, Governor Umar Mohammed Bago, to take immediate action regarding the escalating banditry attacks that have been wreaking havoc in the Rijau, Magama, Mariga, and Kontagora Local Government Areas of Niger State. The persistent violence and insecurity in these regions have created a climate of fear and unease among residents, making it imperative for the state government to step in decisively.

    These attacks have not only led to loss of lives and properties but have also disrupted the daily lives of countless families, hampering agricultural activities and overall economic stability in the affected areas. The youth council emphasizes the urgent need for enhanced security measures and strategic interventions to restore peace and security in these localities. It is crucial for the government to engage with local leaders, security agencies, and community members to develop comprehensive solutions that address the root causes of banditry and foster a safer environment for all citizens.

    Moreover, the council appeals to the state government to consider providing compensation to the families of vigilantes who have lost their lives while bravely defending their communities against these threats. These vigilantes play a vital role in combating insecurity, often placing their lives on the line to protect others. Acknowledging their sacrifices through compensation would not only honor their memory but also encourage continued community involvement in the fight against crime.

    In conclusion, the call for immediate intervention and support for the families of fallen vigilantes is vital for rebuilding trust within the community and ensuring that residents feel safe and secure in their homes. The youth council urges the state government to act swiftly and decisively to address these pressing challenges in Niger State.
    The National Youth Council of Nigeria, Niger State Chapter, under the leadership of Amb. Abdullahi Muhammad Ishaq, urgently calls upon His Excellency, Governor Umar Mohammed Bago, to take immediate action regarding the escalating banditry attacks that have been wreaking havoc in the Rijau, Magama, Mariga, and Kontagora Local Government Areas of Niger State. The persistent violence and insecurity in these regions have created a climate of fear and unease among residents, making it imperative for the state government to step in decisively. These attacks have not only led to loss of lives and properties but have also disrupted the daily lives of countless families, hampering agricultural activities and overall economic stability in the affected areas. The youth council emphasizes the urgent need for enhanced security measures and strategic interventions to restore peace and security in these localities. It is crucial for the government to engage with local leaders, security agencies, and community members to develop comprehensive solutions that address the root causes of banditry and foster a safer environment for all citizens. Moreover, the council appeals to the state government to consider providing compensation to the families of vigilantes who have lost their lives while bravely defending their communities against these threats. These vigilantes play a vital role in combating insecurity, often placing their lives on the line to protect others. Acknowledging their sacrifices through compensation would not only honor their memory but also encourage continued community involvement in the fight against crime. In conclusion, the call for immediate intervention and support for the families of fallen vigilantes is vital for rebuilding trust within the community and ensuring that residents feel safe and secure in their homes. The youth council urges the state government to act swiftly and decisively to address these pressing challenges in Niger State.
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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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  • Media personality Morayo Afolabi-Brown was recently under fire after she was called out for allegedly taunting Peter Obi with President Tinubu, triggering reactions online. Screenshots, full details in comments.

    Credit: @morayobrown, @asiwajubat/Instagram
    Media personality Morayo Afolabi-Brown was recently under fire after she was called out for allegedly taunting Peter Obi with President Tinubu, triggering reactions online. Screenshots, full details in comments. Credit: @morayobrown, @asiwajubat/Instagram
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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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  • *Borrow Yourself Sense*
    *The Rate at which People Just die all of a Sudden is becoming alarming.*
    *Most Nigerians know*
    *That we are in a*
    *Period of* *Frustrations,*
    *Depressions*
    *Confusion*
    *Terror,*
    *Stress,*
    *And the likes.*
    *All these increase*
    *The Risk of High Blood Pressure*
    *Which also lead to Heart Failure or Attack*
    *Of course, we expect* *sudden Death,*
    *Which is now Rampant*
    *Please, move away* *from being* *provoked* *easily*
    *By your Children,*
    *Friends,*
    *Colleagues,*
    *Superiors,*
    *Subordinates,*
    *Partners,*
    *Husbands and Wives.*
    *Avoid reacting to things aggressively.*
    *Isolate yourself from Disturbances.*
    *Avoid too much thinking*
    *When there is no* *Money*
    *Or food at home,*
    *Just stay cool and calm*.
    *If you don't attend that wedding this time because of aso-ebi, in nine months time, you will attend the child naming ceremony. Don't borrow to buy that aso-ebi*
    *Avoid exchange of words with People*
    *At Home, Markets,* *Offices, etc.*
    *Always check your BP,*
    *Take your Drugs,*
    *Follow Instructions,*
    *And Exercises.*
    *Go to see your Doctor immediately if you feel changes in your body,*
    *Especially your Chest.*
    *Stay in Peace*
    *And never fight* *anyone*
    *Don't be anxious for nothing, instead pray without ceasing*
    *Your Health is far better than any worldly thing.*
    *Beware of Transferred Aggression.*
    *Stay alive for yourself*
    *Stay alive for your* *family*
    *Stay alive for your* *glorious tomorrow*
    *We only have one life to live,*
    *Stay alive for me, you may help me tomorrow.*
    *Don't die before your time*
    *This phase will definitely come to an end.*
    *It shall be well...*
    *God bless us all*๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป
    *Borrow Yourself Sense*
    *The Rate at which People Just die all of a Sudden is becoming alarming.*
    *Most Nigerians know*
    *That we are in a*
    *Period of* *Frustrations,*
    *Depressions*
    *Confusion*
    *Terror,*
    *Stress,*
    *And the likes.*
    *All these increase*
    *The Risk of High Blood Pressure*
    *Which also lead to Heart Failure or Attack*
    *Of course, we expect* *sudden Death,*
    *Which is now Rampant*
    *Please, move away* *from being* *provoked* *easily*
    *By your Children,*
    *Friends,*
    *Colleagues,*
    *Superiors,*
    *Subordinates,*
    *Partners,*
    *Husbands and Wives.*
    *Avoid reacting to things aggressively.*
    *Isolate yourself from Disturbances.*
    *Avoid too much thinking*
    *When there is no* *Money*
    *Or food at home,*
    *Just stay cool and calm*.
    *If you don't attend that wedding this time because of aso-ebi, in nine months time, you will attend the child naming ceremony. Don't borrow to buy that aso-ebi*
    *Avoid exchange of words with People*
    *At Home, Markets,* *Offices, etc.*
    *Always check your BP,*
    *Take your Drugs,*
    *Follow Instructions,*
    *And Exercises.*
    *Go to see your Doctor immediately if you feel changes in your body,*
    *Especially your Chest.*
    *Stay in Peace*
    *And never fight* *anyone*
    *Don't be anxious for nothing, instead pray without ceasing*
    *Your Health is far better than any worldly thing.*
    *Beware of Transferred Aggression.*
    *Stay alive for yourself*
    *Stay alive for your* *family*
    *Stay alive for your* *glorious tomorrow*
    *We only have one life to live,*
    *Stay alive for me, you may help me tomorrow.*
    *Don't die before your time*
    *This phase will definitely come to an end.*
    *It shall be well...*
    *God b
    *This important message is from me to you,* *HAPPY NEW WEEK AND ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR DAY.
    *Borrow Yourself Sense* *The Rate at which People Just die all of a Sudden is becoming alarming.* *Most Nigerians know* *That we are in a* *Period of* *Frustrations,* *Depressions* *Confusion* *Terror,* *Stress,* *And the likes.* *All these increase* *The Risk of High Blood Pressure* *Which also lead to Heart Failure or Attack* *Of course, we expect* *sudden Death,* *Which is now Rampant* *Please, move away* *from being* *provoked* *easily* *By your Children,* *Friends,* *Colleagues,* *Superiors,* *Subordinates,* *Partners,* *Husbands and Wives.* *Avoid reacting to things aggressively.* *Isolate yourself from Disturbances.* *Avoid too much thinking* *When there is no* *Money* *Or food at home,* *Just stay cool and calm*. *If you don't attend that wedding this time because of aso-ebi, in nine months time, you will attend the child naming ceremony. Don't borrow to buy that aso-ebi* *Avoid exchange of words with People* *At Home, Markets,* *Offices, etc.* *Always check your BP,* *Take your Drugs,* *Follow Instructions,* *And Exercises.* *Go to see your Doctor immediately if you feel changes in your body,* *Especially your Chest.* *Stay in Peace* *And never fight* *anyone* *Don't be anxious for nothing, instead pray without ceasing* *Your Health is far better than any worldly thing.* *Beware of Transferred Aggression.* *Stay alive for yourself* *Stay alive for your* *family* *Stay alive for your* *glorious tomorrow* *We only have one life to live,* *Stay alive for me, you may help me tomorrow.* *Don't die before your time* *This phase will definitely come to an end.* *It shall be well...*๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„ *God bless us all*๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป *Borrow Yourself Sense* *The Rate at which People Just die all of a Sudden is becoming alarming.* *Most Nigerians know* *That we are in a* *Period of* *Frustrations,* *Depressions* *Confusion* *Terror,* *Stress,* *And the likes.* *All these increase* *The Risk of High Blood Pressure* *Which also lead to Heart Failure or Attack* *Of course, we expect* *sudden Death,* *Which is now Rampant* *Please, move away* *from being* *provoked* *easily* *By your Children,* *Friends,* *Colleagues,* *Superiors,* *Subordinates,* *Partners,* *Husbands and Wives.* *Avoid reacting to things aggressively.* *Isolate yourself from Disturbances.* *Avoid too much thinking* *When there is no* *Money* *Or food at home,* *Just stay cool and calm*. *If you don't attend that wedding this time because of aso-ebi, in nine months time, you will attend the child naming ceremony. Don't borrow to buy that aso-ebi* *Avoid exchange of words with People* *At Home, Markets,* *Offices, etc.* *Always check your BP,* *Take your Drugs,* *Follow Instructions,* *And Exercises.* *Go to see your Doctor immediately if you feel changes in your body,* *Especially your Chest.* *Stay in Peace* *And never fight* *anyone* *Don't be anxious for nothing, instead pray without ceasing* *Your Health is far better than any worldly thing.* *Beware of Transferred Aggression.* *Stay alive for yourself* *Stay alive for your* *family* *Stay alive for your* *glorious tomorrow* *We only have one life to live,* *Stay alive for me, you may help me tomorrow.* *Don't die before your time* *This phase will definitely come to an end.* *It shall be well...*๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„ *God b *This important message is from me to you,* *HAPPY NEW WEEK AND ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR DAY.
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