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"New beginning offers a world of opportunity were everything is possible, but when a man has nothing to loose, his humanity is the first casualty in the violent world he now call home..."

14/09/2025

Relationships are harder now because conversations became texting, arguments became phone calls, feelings became subliminal messages, physical intimacy became easy, the word "love" is used out of context, insecurities became a way of thinking, getting jealous became a habit, trust is hard to come by, being hurt became natural and leaving became the only option.

Sad but true, so if you have something that's worth it.don't take it for granted, fight for it and don't let it go.

14/09/2025

Life doesn't look back. It just carries on, with or without you.

Be prepared for whatever comes your way. When you least expect it, it will test you & challenge you.

How you respond will set the tone for the rest of your life. Don't take things for granted. Be on your guard.

You see, words are not simply sounds carried on the air. They are instruments of extraordinary influence, capable of cut...
13/09/2025

You see, words are not simply sounds carried on the air. They are instruments of extraordinary influence, capable of cutting deeper than a blade or healing with more precision than any surgeon’s hand. What you say to a person has the peculiar ability to lodge itself in the recesses of their mind, playing over and over again like a song you cannot quite forget. Sometimes it becomes a melody that inspires, comforts, and sustains them. At other times, it becomes a discordant refrain—an insult, a judgment, a careless remark—that echoes endlessly, leaving scars invisible to the eye but no less real.

This is why I tell you: speak with intention. Words are currency, and the exchange rate is far higher than most people realize. A casual phrase may seem to vanish into the ether, yet it can replay in another’s consciousness for years, shaping their self-image, their choices, even the trajectory of their life. How many lives have been altered, for better or worse, because of a single sentence spoken at the right—or wrong—moment?

Therefore, before you release words into the world, ask yourself: Are they kind? Are they true? And most importantly, are they rooted in love? Kindness tempers the sharpness of truth, ensuring that honesty does not become cruelty. Truth itself anchors your speech, sparing you from the cheap intoxication of lies. And love, well—love is the foundation, the compass. Without it, kindness can feel hollow, and truth can become a weapon. But with it, your words carry the weight of integrity and the fragrance of compassion.

When you speak from that place—kindness, truth, love—you become more than a voice. You become a force that uplifts, restores, and strengthens. You leave behind a legacy not of broken records repeating harm, but of enduring harmonies that others carry with them as reminders of hope and humanity.

Be deliberate. Let your words be the sort that, when they replay in someone’s mind, bring light instead of shadows, courage instead of doubt, and peace instead of unrest. That is the true power of language.

Mr. Savior
14/09/2025

Pain, I’ve come to realize, is not a problem to be solved at arm’s length. It’s a guest demanding your full attention—a ...
13/09/2025

Pain, I’ve come to realize, is not a problem to be solved at arm’s length. It’s a guest demanding your full attention—a visitor you can’t entertain from across the room. “No more theories. No more over-explaining,” the message insists. And who among us hasn’t tried to outwit our anguish with intellect, parsing every ache for meaning, dissecting every sting for its origin?

I’ve seen men and women pore over self-help tomes as if wisdom were something you could inhale from printed pages. They repeat mantras until their tongues grow weary, hoping that seven syllables will reroute suffering. They circle their wounds like vultures, convinced that if they turn the injury over and over, they’ll find the secret stitch to mend the tear. Yet the wound bleeds on, and the pain—vast, unfathomable—knows none of their cunning.

The truth is simpler, though less comfortable. Pain doesn’t need your analysis. It demands your presence. It wants you seated at its table, staring straight into its eyes. It requires you to feel every tremor in your limbs, every rapid beat of your heart, every catch in your breath. Presence means lowering your guard, unclenching your fists, and allowing the storm to pass through you rather than building walls to keep it out.

To sit with your sensations is an act of profound courage. You’re exposing your rawest self—every tremor of fear, every pulse of sorrow, every pang of regret. In that moment, you learn that pain, once confronted, loses some of its terror. It becomes a teacher rather than a tormentor, revealing the contours of your humanity.

I often remind myself that confronting pain isn’t a sign of weakness; it’s a declaration of sovereignty. You refuse to outsource your healing to platitudes or secondhand wisdom. You claim your seat in the amphitheater of experience, and you bear witness to your own vulnerability. Only then can you begin to understand the subtle alchemy that transforms suffering into resilience.

Discard the theories. Close the books. Silence the mantras. Sit with your sensations—feel the pulse beneath your skin, acknowledge the ache in your chest, witness the tremor in your voice. In that intimacy with pain, you’ll discover the first glimmer of freedom: the knowledge that you survived, that you endured, and that you carry within you an unspoken promise never to flee from yourself again.

Mr. Savior
13/02025

When a statement begins with “Not everyone is a friend,” it isn’t an invitation to cynicism but a call for clarity. That...
13/09/2025

When a statement begins with “Not everyone is a friend,” it isn’t an invitation to cynicism but a call for clarity. That phrase forces you to peel back façades, inspect every handshake, and review the ledger of intentions. It asks a simple question: which of my associations enrich my life, and which merely fill my calendar? There’s a certain audacity to such honesty—it jolts you awake from complacency.

The text that follows sorts people into distinct orbits: classmates who share a desk but not your burdens; colleagues who share deadlines but not confidences; mere acquaintances who populate your social feed without ever touching your core. We’ve grown slapdash with the term “friend,” applying it as liberally as a filter on a photograph. Yet a photograph captures a single moment, while friendship is a living, evolving bond sculpted by time and trials. Labeling every fleeting encounter a friendship is both reductive and perilous.

True friendship stands on three pillars—trust, effort, and shared values. Trust is the invisible mortar that binds two individuals once tested. Effort is the currency you spend to bridge distance when life’s storms threaten. Shared values are the compass ensuring you travel the same moral terrain. Selfies and group projects might forge temporary alliances, but genuine camaraderie reveals itself in the moments when convenience vanishes.

There’s wisdom in universal kindness, but folly in indiscriminate labeling. Courtesy costs nothing; bestowing the title “friend” carries obligations. It’s a contract written in late-night calls, unvarnished honesty, and the willingness to witness failures as well as triumphs. Misassign that label, and you set yourself up for disappointment. The message reminds us that names carry weight—expectations we must be prepared to honor.

Not every smile conceals goodwill, nor every ally rejoices in your victories. Recognizing this isn’t bitterness; it is the hallmark of maturity. Wisdom lies in discerning which smiles are masks and which are genuine invitations to safe harbor. Maturity means navigating the labyrinth of human intention without losing your way.

So take this message as a blueprint for your social architecture. Audit your circle with deliberate care. Acknowledge those who’ve proven themselves in adversity, and question those who’ve only shared your applause. Guard your inner circle fiercely and never underestimate the power of a correctly assigned label. In the end, the strength of your friendships isn’t measured by how many you can name but by how many would stand beside you when the world turns its back.

Mr. Savior
13/09/2025

You see, people often confuse loyalty with respect, as though the two are interchangeable currencies in the same transac...
13/09/2025

You see, people often confuse loyalty with respect, as though the two are interchangeable currencies in the same transaction. They are not. They are cousins, perhaps, but distant ones — the kind who only meet at funerals and exchange polite nods.

Loyalty is a pledge. It’s the act of standing beside someone, sometimes in the rain, sometimes in the fire, because you’ve decided — for reasons noble or foolish — that you will. It’s a tether, a rope binding you to another’s cause, their safety, their survival. But here’s the thing about loyalty: it can be bought, traded, coerced. A man can be loyal out of fear, out of debt, out of habit. And when the wind changes, so too can his allegiance.

Respect, however… respect is different. Respect is not given because of a contract or a threat. It is not the product of a favor owed. Respect is earned in the quiet spaces between words, in the way a person carries themselves when no one is watching. It is the recognition — sometimes reluctant, sometimes admiring — that the other person possesses a quality you cannot ignore. Strength. Integrity. Intelligence. The kind of presence that makes you straighten your back without realizing it.

The thin line between them is this: loyalty can exist without respect, but respect rarely exists without at least a shadow of loyalty. You can be loyal to someone you despise — soldiers follow incompetent generals every day. But you cannot truly respect someone and wish for their downfall in the same breath. Respect has a way of planting roots, of making you guard the thing you admire, even if you don’t particularly like it.

And yet, the danger lies in mistaking one for the other. A leader who believes loyalty is proof of respect is a fòól. His followers may smile, salute, and toast his name, but if their loyalty is born of fear or convenience, it will vanish the moment a better offer comes along. Conversely, a person who commands respect but never cultivates loyalty may find themselves standing alone when the knives come out — admired, yes, but unprotected.

The art, my dear friend, is in walking that line. To inspire loyalty through respect, and respect through loyalty. To make people stand with you not because they must, but because they cannot imagine standing anywhere else. That is a rare alchemy — and it is not achieved through bluster or force. It is achieved through consistency, through the ruthless honesty of your actions, and through the understanding that both loyalty and respect are fragile things. Mishandle them, and they shatter.

So, when you find yourself in a position of influence, ask yourself: are the people around you here because they fear you, because they owe you, or because they believe in you? The answer will tell you whether you are standing on solid ground… or on a trapdoor.

Mr. Savior
13/09/2025

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13/09/2025

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Months after we broke up, my ex said, "I will not try to find someone better than you, because we both know that's impos...
13/09/2025

Months after we broke up, my ex said, "I will not try to find someone better than you, because we both know that's impossible. But l will try to find someone better for me." And that made me realise that you could be the most perfect person and still not be a perfect fit for someone. So don't overthink.

You could have the kindest heart, the brightest mind, and the softest soul, and it still would not make you right for the wrong person. Their inability to stay does not mean you are lacking. It only means they were never meant to hold the kind of love you have to offer.

Some people don't love you. They just love being loved by you. They love the way you show up. The way you pour your heart out. The way you try, and try, and try again even when they give you nothing back. They love the way your eyes light up when you see them. The way you make them feel wanted. The way you offer the kind of love they've never earned-but still expect.

Mr. Savior
13/09/2025

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13/09/2025

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