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WEIRD thoughts, Calabar (2025)

08/08/2025

Your sweet mother
The best mother in the world according to you and your family.

Your sweet mother has staff working in her establishment. The company is running well. Staff are working tirelessly.

Your sweet mother treats her staff like slaves, talks to them in demeaning manner.

Your mama like no other will enjoy the services and labour of her staff for a whole month, but when it's time to pay salary she will say the company didn't sell anything.

Your heaven sent mother is owing some staff about 2-3mths salaries.

One staff a married man with wife and kids working for his monthly 65k from your sweet mom has not been paid for two months.

Married man asked your sweet Mom for his salary, instead of paying him your sweet mother started insulting him. Married man angrily locked the shop, that no one goes in or out till he's paid what he's owed.

Your sweet mother went inside her office and called police, laid several complaints and allegations on the man. Police on arrival to the scene saw the man holding an iron rod thre8tening to injure anybody that comes close.

They picked him up to the station first awaiting statements from all parties involved.

Me and you and your sweet mother know that police car does now run with water - na fuel e dey use. Police case na free but if you know you know.

Sweet mother why not pay this man rather than using money to show him that you're bigger than him?

Make una dey advise una parents oo!

Make una dey advise una parents.
If they curse your mama, e go catch you join.

Sweet mother ndị mmụọ.

08/08/2025

Men, let me tell you something they’ll never teach in school:

That “big nyash” you keep chasing?
It’s the reason your life is going nowhere.

You think it’s pleasure…
But it’s poison.

You think it’s love…
But it’s lust.

You think you’re a man…
But you’re just a dog on a leash, led by flesh.

Here’s the brutal truth:

1. Big Nyash Has Ruined More Men Than Poverty
Men have emptied bank accounts.
Abandoned purpose.
Risked families.
And destroyed legacies…
All for 30 seconds of soft, shaking flesh.
You think it’s worth it? Ask the broken ones.

2. Big Nyash Is Not a Qualification
She’s got curves — so what?
Does she have character?
Can she raise children?
Can she hold you down when life hits hard?
Or is she just built to drain you?

3. Big Nyash Will Make You Lose Focus
Your boys are building businesses.
You? You're memorizing her waistline.
Your future is crying,
But you're busy watching her twerk on IG Live.

4. Big Nyash Is a Trap — Set by the Devil Himself
He knows men are weak to lust.
So he packages destruction with hips.
She’s not a blessing. She’s bait.
And you’re the foolish fish.

5. You Can’t Lead If Nyash Leads You
How can you be a king when you’re ruled by your lower head?
You say you want to build an empire.
But you can’t even control your urges.
Discipline > Desire.

6. That Nyash You Worship? It Ages. It Sags. It Goes
Beauty fades.
Tension shifts.
And when all that flesh is gone — what’s left?
Did she build you or break you?

7. Big Nyash Won’t Save You When You’re Broke and Lost
She won’t be there when you’re in debt.
She won’t help you find purpose.
She’ll disappear when the money’s gone —
And you’ll be left with regret, and an empty soul.

8. If You Marry Nyash, You’ll Divorce with Regret
You married attraction.
Not foundation.
And now she’s walking away with half your life…
While you pay monthly for a mistake you made in heat.

FINAL WARNING:
Big nyash will distract you, drain you, and destroy you.
It’s not love.
It’s not purpose.
It’s not peace.
It’s the devil in makeup and lace.
Control your lust — or it will control your destiny.
A man without discipline is already dead.

🔥

08/08/2025

She was only 21, a final year student studying Microbiology, when her eyes started turning yellow again.

They always did every now and then. She was used to it.

She had sickle cell. SS. And she had mastered the art of pretending not to be in pain.

Until that week.

It began with a fever. Nothing new. She’d taken paracetamol. Then antimalarial. Then ibuprofen. Nothing worked.

Her temperature danced between 39.2°C and 40.1°C like her body was preparing for a funeral she wasn’t invited to.

Then came the back pain. But not just any pain. This one clawed her spine, as if someone had wrapped razor wires around her vertebrae and was yanking them with vengeance.

She couldn’t walk.

Her urine had turned tea-brown.

And she was vomiting everything even water.

Still, she insisted it was just malaria. Maybe typhoid. It wasn’t until her younger sister found her passed out on the floor, her lips blue, her fingertips pale, her breathing slow, that the panic truly began.

At the hospital, it didn’t take long for the doctor’s face to change as he said to the other doctor on call.

"She is in full-blown sickle cell crisis, with acute chest syndrome, possible splenic sequestration, and she’s severely anemic."

Her PCV was 13%.

She was dying.

Oxygen mask on.

Cannula in both arms.

Four pints of O-negative blood were rushed in.

One of the nurses whispered that this was the third SS patient they were seeing that week, and the only one still breathing.

One hour later, she went into hypovolemic shock.

Her heart rate dropped to 41 bpm. She was shaking uncontrollably and her body was shutting down.

Her mother, strong-willed and prayerful collapsed on the corridor when she heard the words.

"We may need to intubate. Her oxygen saturation has dropped to 68%. She is no longer responding to commands."

For the next 14 hours, they fought.

Nurses rotated bags of ice around her burning skin to keep her from seizing.

She was placed on broad-spectrum IV antibiotics and strong opioids for pain management.

Morphine. Tramadol.

At 3:14 a.m., the monitor beeped continuously.

She was going.

The doctor shouted.

"Prepare for resuscitation!"

They pumped her chest. They shocked her.

Once.

Twice.

And she came back.

Barely.

Her recovery took 15 good days.

She lost 5kg.

Her voice now cracked like broken glass. Her hands trembled like leaves in harmattan.

But she lived.

And that was the miracle.

Not every sickle cell patient is lucky. Some don’t make it past childhood. Some collapse in school and never wake up.

Some die in their sleep. Some smile through their pain until the pain wins.

She lived.

But ask her again, and she’ll tell you.

"It’s not just a sickle cell. It’s a war I fight in silence every day."

She thought it was over. The transfusion worked. Her fever had gone down.

But by midnight, she started screaming, loud.

Uncontrollable.

The nurse said barely holding back tears as the doctors rushed in.

"Her bones… her bones are on fire."

It was an acute bone infarction, her femur was dying.

And the only surgeon available to handle this case was stuck in a flood and traffic, miles away...

02/08/2025

IGBOS DEY WHINE GOD?

When you hear some of the names the Igbos call God, you might think they want to whine Him to get Him to do their biddings. You know the way hype men in the club or occasion hype you till you give them some cash.

Here are some names I've heard Igbos call God;

1. O lolo ihe lolo ihe lolo Enyi 🐘
(He that swallowed something that swallowed something that swallowed elephant)
An adult elephant weighs about 6000kg with about 11ft tall, then Igbos are telling God that He swallowed something that swallowed something that swallowed an elephant.
God will just be smiling 😊😊

2. Ọ gbajiri igwe kpọọ ya nkụ.
(He that broke iron and called it firewood)
God will be like "haa! Another one" 😂

3. Ugwu ndị nsọ na-arị atụ egwu.
(A mountain that even the holiests are scared to climb)

4. O lolo egbe loo mgbọ.
(He that swallowed a gun and swallowed the bullets)
God will be like "aa-aah nau 😂 when this one happen?"

5. I can't remember the rest oo 😂 help me

02/08/2025

In 2022, one footballer made the boldest move in modern football history.

He didn’t return to Europe’s top 5.
He didn’t chase Champions League glory again.

Instead, he went to a league the world barely watched, barely understood, and hardly talked about.

What happened next became the biggest PR explosion football has ever seen.

This is the untold story of how Cristiano Ronaldo became the engine that rebranded the Saudi Pro League.

Before 2022, the Saudi Pro League (Roshn Saudi League ) was just another local competition.

Low visibility.
No big names.
No global attention.

Matches played in front of half-empty stadiums. No one stayed up to watch highlights. European fans didn’t care. Even in the Middle East, most preferred watching the Premier League or La Liga.

Saudi Arabia had ambitious ideas. They wanted the league to be a global force.

They wanted more than trophies, they wanted respect.

Then they brought in a man named Garry Cook a British sports executive to become the CEO of the Saudi Professional League.

At the same time they hired a Nigerian football legend and former Chelsea technical director Michael Emenalo, as the Saudi Pro League’s first-ever director of football

Their JOB?

To overhaul the entire football infrastructure of the Saudi Pro League, from club licensing and commercial strategy to governance and stadium development.

Attract Elite Players and build it Among world Top 6 Leagues.

They wasn’t just hired to fix things. They were hired to rebuild the league into a global business.

So, they made a radical decision: to go after the biggest name in modern football.

Not just a great players, but global brands.

Footballers whose presence alone could shift conversations, headlines, and cameras.

Then On December 30th, 2022, they approached a one Cristiano Ronaldo

a five-time Ballon d’Or winner, Champions League legend, and arguably the most followed athlete on the planet.

At the time he was having trouble with His returning club Manchester United

They wanted him By all means

This wasn’t just about football anymore.

This was about perception, power, and positioning.

And Saudi Arabia knew: if they could land Ronaldo, the world would have no choice but to turn and look.

Cristiano Ronaldo received the offer, and it wasn’t just a football contract.

It was an invitation to rewrite history.

€200 million per year. But beyond the money, it was the mission that stood out.

He wasn’t just going to play football.

He was going to lead a revolution.

And In January 2023, Al Nassr, one of the biggest clubs in the Saudi Pro League, announced the signing of Cristiano Ronaldo.

The world stopped.

For the first time in modern football, a player of his magnitude chose a league no one paid attention to.

And that was the beginning of success for the entire SPL.

News stations across Europe, Africa, Asia, and the Americas all had one thing in common:

they were talking about the Saudi Pro League.

Ronaldo hadn’t even kicked a ball yet.

But the mission was already accomplished.

Broadcast deals began rolling in.

Global sports channels scrambled to buy rights to a league they once ignored.

Al Nassr’s Instagram followers exploded overnight growing from 860k to over 15 million in just weeks.

Ticket prices soared.

Stadiums that once had empty seats now had sold-out crowds.

European football fans began staying up to watch late-night Saudi Pro League games

not for the clubs, but for Cristiano Ronaldo.

Saudi Arabia had people watching.

And they weren’t done.

With the help of the influence of Christiano Ronaldo they started attracting more global Footballers

Karim Benzema : fresh off winning the Ballon d’Or, signed for Al-Ittihad.

Then came N’Golo Kanté.

Then Neymar Jr.
Then Mahrez.
Mané. Brozović.
Firmino.

The list kept growing.

These weren’t washed-up players.
They were Champions League winners.
World Cup winners. Still in their prime.

And they were all saying yes.

What Ronaldo did was more than sign a contract.

He validated the league.
He gave it weight.
He made it okay to play in Saudi Arabia.

Then signed an extension till 2027.

Not winding down doubling down.

But this was no longer about one man.

The league had evolved.
TV rights deals expanded from 40 to over 140 countries.
Sponsorship money flowed in.
Stadiums were upgraded.
Clubs became brands.

And suddenly, the Saudi Pro League was no longer a punchline

it was a destination.

Saudi Arabia didn’t just buy a footballer.

They bought attention.

They bought credibility.

They made a calculated PR move, and backed it with serious infrastructure, serious vision, and serious money.

Ronaldo was the door.
The world walked through it.

So what can we learn from all Saudi Pro Leagu?

Plenty 🔥

✔️ Brand is leverage.
One person can change the narrative around your entire organization if their influence aligns with your vision.

✔️ Influence is bigger than Advertising.
Saudi Arabia didn’t run ads to rebrand their league.
They signed a walking, talking, goal-scoring global billboard.

✔️You don’t need everyone. You need the right one.
Ronaldo was the spark. The rest followed.

✔️ Attention is capital.
Once you have the world’s eyes, the real work begins.

Saudi used the moment to transform infrastructure, media rights, and fan experience.

✔️ Perception creates possibility.
Before Ronaldo, it was “a retirement league.” After Ronaldo, it became a league worth watching. Worth joining. Worth talking about.

✔️ If you can’t beat them, change the game. Instead of trying to compete with Europe on tradition, Saudi created a new narrative: future-facing, global, bold.

And finally…

✔️ Big moves are risky but silence is invisible.

Saudi Arabia didn’t whisper their ambitions.

They made the loudest move in football history. And it worked.

Ronaldo didn’t just play football.
He played a role.

And in doing so, he redefined what it means to build a brand

with boots, not billboards…

02/08/2025

Queen Diva has found Jesus.

Old things have passed away, all things are new, especially her knack videos.

A wife for church bros.

30/07/2025

The Northerners are the problem of this country!!!

If you've not lived outside the south before, you won't understand!!!

The place I camped for my NYSC in the North, is not fit for humans to live. The first week I arrived at camp, I had to hold back my s**t for 600 years because I couldn't bear to use the toilet!!!

Oh God, thinking of it now, gives me PTSD.

The day I finally was able to gather courage to use the toilet, I couldn't spend 30 seconds. I did my thing and rushed out immediately, only for me to see a foodflask right at the passage of the filthy toilet.

I had asked my fellow corpers who had the foodflask and they said the guy was in the toilet.

He came out almost immediately and picked up his foodflask and left with it.

I vommited right on the spot.

SAED classes were my worst nightmare in the camp. We were provided bench without any platform to rest out back. The only people that seemed comfortable were the Northerners.

One day, I was just so tired and was complaining about the horrible bench, when one northern guy heard me and said;

"We are supposed to be happy that they even gave us bench. The place where I come from, is the ground we usually sit on."

I was livid! It was then I understood why the NYSC officials were not even bothered about renovating that sham of a place. It's because while some people were complaining, majority of the Northerners there, were seeing that place like heaven!!

Bro, you know when I knew it was finished? After camp, I didn't wait to hear jack before boarding a bus home. As usual, the Sienna bus has two passengers in front, four passengers in the middle and five passengers at the back; something you can only see in the North.

I had to pay double, so they can carry only me in front.

This guy came and told the driver that he wanted to stay in the boot of the Sienna, so he could pay less.

They had to squeeze this guy inside the boot, along with the loads of other passengers. If you see how this guy was crouching! Even cows they transport from Sokoto to Lagos, had better comfort than him. I pitied the man and called the driver to give him money to pay for a seat.

Thank God for the driver who was merciful. He laughed and said;

"Oga, you wey be corper no get money pass that man ooo!"

I shook my head in disbelief and exclaimed, Abokiiiii!!!

28/07/2025

If you hold a gun and I hold a gun, we can talk about the law.

If you hold a knife and I hold a knife, we can talk about rules.

If you come empty-handed and I come empty-handed, we can talk about reason.

But if you have a gun and I only have a knife, then the truth lies in your hands.

If you have a gun and I have nothing, what you hold isn't just a weapon — it's my life.

The concepts of law, rules, and morality only hold meaning when they are based on equality.

The harsh truth of this world is that when money speaks, truth goes silent.

And when power speaks, even money takes three steps back.

Those who create the rules are often the first to break them.

Rules are chains for the weak, tools for the strong.
In this world, anything good must be fought for.

The masters compete while the poor stay still,
Taught to survive but denied the will.
Work for a dream that they’ll never taste,
Build every throne but get none of the grace.
Truth gets silenced, hope gets sold,
And loyalty dies where the pockets fold.

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⚠️Disclaimer:
This piece blends personal thought with fragments echoing across the internet from voices unknown but undeniably real.
Not every line was born from my hand,
but every truth in it is felt by mine.

28/07/2025

YOUR S*X LIFE IS THE REASON YOU'RE DEAD SPIRITUALLY

You’re not under spiritual attack.

You’re just addicted to or**sm.

Your soul isn’t “confused.”

It’s just drowning in lust.

Let’s break it down:

📌 1. You keep opening portals with women who carry demons.
Every woman you sleep with gives you more than just pleasure. You take her pain. Her trauma. Her curses. That’s why your peace vanished. You’re not broken — you’re bound.

📌 2. You ma******te like a slave, then wonder why you feel empty.
You touch yourself daily and call it stress relief. But the truth is — your soul is starving. Your focus is dead. Your energy is drained. You’re trading power for pixels.

📌 3. You can’t hear God because you’re too h***y to listen.
You open your Bible and fall asleep. But you’ll scroll for 3 hours on OnlyFans. Don’t say “God feels far” — you left Him for a 3-minute or**sm.

📌 4. Lust is your real idol — and you worship daily.
You claim you’re “fighting temptation,” but you’re really scheduling it. Saving her stories. Texting “you up?” at 1 AM. You don’t need deliverance — you need discipline.

📌 5. You’re not cursed — you’re just undisciplined.
It’s not generational demons. It’s not your village people. It’s your addiction to s*xual pleasure that’s weakening your spirit and destroying your calling.

📌 6. You can’t lead when you’re leaking.
A man who can’t control his urges will never control his future. Lust turns lions into lapdogs. Your weakness is not your body — it’s your lack of control.

📌 7. You’ve made your body a brothel.
And now you wonder why peace won’t stay. Power doesn’t dwell where there’s perversion. You either close those doors or keep bleeding in silence.

📌 8. You mistake lust for love, then suffer in silence.
You keep entering soul-ties, thinking it’s affection. But you’re just spiritually bleeding, emotionally confused, and physically addicted. That’s not love. That’s bo***ge.

📌 9. You’re praying, but your browser history is louder than your prayers.
Your tabs betray your tongue. You’re not waiting on God. You’re waiting for nightfall — so you can fall again. Real repentance is proven by restraint.

📌 10. You’re hiding behind “men have needs.”
No. Boys have urges. Men have control. You’re not an animal. Stop acting like your manhood is measured by body counts.

📌 11. Your spirit is weak because you feed your flesh too much.
You binge on s*x, p**n, DMs, reels — and wonder why you can’t stay strong. Your real enemy is your lack of boundaries, not the devil.

📌 12. She’s beautiful, yes — but is she worth your peace?
One night can cost you 6 months of progress. A wrong woman can empty your life faster than bullets. Choose wisely or bleed silently.

📌 13. Until you master your lust, life will keep mastering you.
Discipline is what separates great men from wasted potential. Your future wife, your kids, your legacy — all depend on how you handle your urges today.

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FINAL WARNING:
You’re not weak — you’re misled.
You’re not broken — you’re distracted.
The war isn’t around you — it’s within you.

S*x isn’t evil. But when it rules you, it ruins you.

Reclaim your spirit. Starve your flesh. Control your mind.

Become the man your future needs — not the boy your urges raised.

🔥

28/07/2025

YOUR FRIENDS ARE KEEPING YOU BROKE, DISTRACTED, AVERAGE, AND UNMARRIED

Your life isn’t stuck because of bad luck.
You’re stuck because of your circle.

You hang around men who celebrate your bad habits, never challenge your growth, and mistake silence for loyalty—even when you’re self-destructing.
They’re not your brothers. They’re your bo***ge.

1. THEY FUND YOUR ESCAPES, NOT YOUR EVOLUTION
They’ll send cash for bottles and brunch… but won’t split a bill on a business.
They hype your distractions because your growth exposes their laziness.
They want you comfortable—so you never surpass them.

2. THEY SLUT-SHAME GOOD WOMEN, THEN BLAME WOMEN FOR BEING SINGLE
She was solid. Ready to build. You listened to your boys instead.
Now she’s a wife—and you’re stuck dating women who don’t respect you.
All because your “friends” fear commitment more than failure.

3. THEY DRAG YOU TO CLUBS BUT NEVER TO CLARITY
They’ll show up for drinks—but never your dreams.
They’ll boost your outfit—but never your ambition.
They love who you were—because who you’re becoming threatens them.

4. THEY NORMALIZE YOUR ADDICTIONS AND EXCUSE YOUR DECLINE
They know you’re slipping spiritually, financially, emotionally.
But instead of helping—you get another blunt, another bottle.
They don’t love you. They love your dysfunction.

5. THEY FUEL YOUR HATE FOR WOMEN SO YOU NEVER HEAL
Every woman’s a “trap.” Every relationship’s “a scam.”
But no one ever questions why you attract chaos.
Because blaming women means no one has to fix their reflection.

6. THEY NEVER HOLD YOU ACCOUNTABLE
You cheat? “It happens.”
You miss your kid’s support? “She’s toxic anyway.”
You lie, avoid, spiral? “That’s life.”
No challenge. No truth. Just shared failure in silence.

7. THEY’RE LOUD IN THE CLUB, BUT SILENT IN YOUR CRISIS
When you’re broke, broken, or buried in regret—they go ghost.
They’ll post “💯” when you win—but won’t lift you when you fall.
That’s not a tribe. That’s a trap.

FINAL WORD:
Some of your “boys” are the reason your life hasn’t started.
You can’t build legacy with men who only build weekends.
You can’t build family with men who treat women like enemies.
You can’t build wealth with men who drink more than they invest.

If your funeral was tomorrow…
How many could raise your son?
If the answer is zero, cut the crowd.
Loyalty isn’t about years. It’s about alignment.

Cut the crowd. Keep the mission.

🔥

28/07/2025

THE UGLY TRUTH BENEATH THE MAKEUP AND SURGERY

No amount of makeup, BBL, degrees, or money can cover up a rotten attitude.

You can inject your body, fix your face, and decorate your life with luxury—but if your character stinks, you’re just a dressed-up disaster.

This generation is raising women who think being loud, arrogant, masculine, and rebellious is attractive. It’s not.

Men aren’t walking away from women because they fear commitment.
They’re walking away because modern women are becoming unbearable.

📌 YOU CAN BUY A NEW BODY, BUT NOT A NEW SPIRIT.
The BBL era is loud, proud, and empty. You’ve built curves but lost your character.
A woman without inner peace will always be chaos in a man’s life—no matter how fine she looks.

📌 YOU CAN EARN ALL THE DEGREES, BUT STILL FAIL THE TEST OF SUBMISSION.
A PhD doesn’t mean you know how to talk to a man with respect.
It just means you’ve studied everything—except how to love in peace.

📌 YOU CAN RENT A LUXURY LIFESTYLE, BUT YOU CAN’T FAKE FEMININE ENERGY.
You dress like a queen but move like a tyrant.
No real man wants to fight with his woman after fighting the world.

📌 YOU CAN FLEX YOUR INDEPENDENCE, BUT IT WON’T KEEP A MAN.
Masculine energy might get you attention online.
But behind closed doors, it repels masculine men—because two alphas can’t rule the same house.

📌 YOU THINK YOU’RE “TOO GOOD” FOR AVERAGE MEN—BUT YOU'RE AVERAGE IN CHARACTER.
Loud, disrespectful, combative, and entitled.
You don’t need a better man—you need a better mirror.

📌 YOU CHASE MALE VALIDATION WITH FILTERS AND FOLLOWERS—BUT LOSE SELF-WORTH DAILY.
He liked your pic. He came over. He hit. He left.
Because the packaging was on point, but the contents were toxic.

📌 REAL MEN WANT PEACE, NOT PRIDE.
No filter, BBL, or cosmetic bag can cover up a woman who constantly argues, disrespects, and emasculates.

📌 BAD CHARACTER WILL AGE YOU FASTER THAN TIME.
That sharp mouth, nasty tone, and bossy nature will do more damage than gravity ever could.

📌 FEMININITY ISN’T WEAKNESS. IT’S POWER UNDER CONTROL.
Softness, peace, humility, loyalty, and respect—those are the weapons of a queen.
Not noise, rebellion, pride, and entitlement.

📌 A GOOD MAN DOESN’T WANT A BEAUTIFUL ENEMY.
He wants a graceful partner. A peaceful home.
A woman who brings ease—not ego.

FINAL WARNING:

If you build your worth on your body, looks, and lifestyle—you’ll constantly need to upgrade to stay relevant.
But if you build your value on peace, femininity, and support—you’ll be irreplaceable in any man’s life.

No one tells you this because it doesn’t trend:
Men don’t stay for beauty. They stay for peace.
And the day your attitude becomes ugly, your beauty stops mattering.

CHARACTER BEATS CURVES.
FEMININITY BEATS FILTERS.
PEACE BEATS PRIDE.
EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

🔥

28/07/2025

LUST DESTROYS FASTER THAN VILLAGE PEOPLE — BUT NOBODY TALKS ABOUT THAT. 😤🔥

Your village people are not your biggest enemy.

Your real enemy might be your addiction to curves, cleavage, and casual s*x.

You keep praying against spiritual attacks, but your own lifestyle is the real witchcraft.

BRUTAL THREAD 🧵👇

1. LUST WASTES YOUR TIME WITH THE WRONG PEOPLE
You're stuck with someone who offers nothing but s*x, vibes, and distraction.
No support. No vision. Just Netflix and nonsense.
But because the s*x is sweet, you think it’s love.
Years later, you’ll wake up wondering where your life went.
Solution: Love should grow you. Lust will slow you. Choose growth.

2. LUST MAKES YOU ABANDON YOUR PURPOSE
Many men were kings until they met Delilah.
Many women had peace until they got addicted to that toxic “bedroom demon.”
When your goals start competing with your ge****ls, destruction is near.
Solution: Purpose first, pleasure later. Protect your destiny.

3. LUST IS THE MOST EXPENSIVE ADDICTION
You think drugs are costly? Try maintaining three side chicks.
You're buying data, sending “urgent 2K,” booking hotels, funding abortions—
Meanwhile, your bank account is begging for oxygen.
Solution: Control your zip or kiss your savings goodbye.

4. LUST MAKES YOU A SLAVE TO YOUR BODY
You say you’re a man of vision, yet one waistline ruins your whole week.
You're moody if you don’t smash. Restless if she ignores you.
You’re not in love — you’re in spiritual captivity.
Solution: Master your body, or it will master you.

5. LUST DISGUISES ITSELF AS "FREEDOM"
“S*xual freedom” is trending now.
Women post nudes and call it “body confidence.”
Men sleep around and call it “high value.”
But freedom without discipline is self-destruction.
Solution: Respect your body. Don’t use it to prove nonsense online.

6. LUST WILL MAKE YOU TRADE GOLD FOR GARBAGE
You left the woman who prayed for you for the one who twerks for you.
You dumped a good man because his “game was boring,” and now you’re crying over a player.
Lust confuses your standards and replaces value with vibes.
Solution: Don’t let sweet poison replace real purpose.

7. LUST NEVER SATISFIES — IT ONLY DEMANDS MORE
The more you feed it, the more it grows.
Today it’s nudes. Tomorrow it’s p**n.
Next week it’s cheating.
Next month, you don’t even recognize yourself.
That’s how demons enter — quietly through pleasure.
Solution: What you don’t kill will eventually kill you. Fight back.

BOTTOM LINE:
It’s not your village people.
It’s not a generational curse.
It’s not spiritual warfare.
Sometimes it’s just lust — wearing perfume, smiling in your DMs, and silently delaying your destiny.
Control your flesh before it ruins your future.

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