I often hear stories of the dead living in another city or Country, I am a Spiritual person so I believe some.
Sometimes last year, I was called to tune into Wazobia FM. Unfortunately I was busy, later a link was sent to me.
Upon opening it, I froze, that was my cousin staring at me, telling an unbearable story about his elder brother Emeka and how he reincarnated, remarried and was living life. This are my cousins, no be , them say them say, Wazobia carried the story.
I started making enquires and the story turned out to be true, the woman( wife of Emeka) was invited to my village for traditional rites.
Unbelievable but true life story

Palsy Facial Paralysis(Half of my face was paralyzed) , I recovered within 3weeks! Something that take 6Months to a life time to recover, I did full recovery in 3 weeks! Till date, God takes all the glory, money played the second role.... In all, I give God the glory.

When I was six yo,my mum took me with her to see a family friend who had just put to bed at st.Gerad hospital Kaduna.While my mum was inside the ward chatting with the new mum,I stepped out side the ward to play in the verander and it was drizzling.As I played,i bent my head down and lifted it up playfully,to my surprise,I suddenly saw myself in a verander directly opposite the verander I was playing in.I couldn't understand what just happened, then I couriously bent my head again and lifted it up,and then I saw myself back to the verander I had originally been playing in.I told my mum and sibs,they no believe me till today.But I,m sure of what happened to my that day,over three decades ago.
One of my friends believe me sha ,she called it biolocation.,but I believe it s teleportation.

I have also seen someone vanished. My siblings and I were returning from school. We usually passed by the road that is beside Atan cemetery. If you know atan cemetery of over 20 years ago, you may understand what I am saying. The road is very long. Like you will walk and walk oo before you get to hit the main road. No houses or shops on the sides.

So that day, as we passed, a woman coming opposite direction walked by us. She carried something on her head. We greeted her but she didn't answer. One of my siblings was now like why did she not answer na. He turned back to look at her and she wasn't there. The only one option that could have happened was she jumping the fence into the burial ground but the fence was too high for that. The road was too long for her to have quickly reached the end. She vanished. Perhaps a ghost. Omoh, na race oo. Nobody remembered junior or senior. We took off and didn't stop running till we got to the open space.

Secondary school, Methodist girls high school, we had this student whose parents drops off very early. Before 7, she don dey. We had so many bananas trees beside our classroom. I got to school that day to meet commotion. Wetin happen na? This student got to school early as usual and opened the classroom door. As she stepped in, a voice asked 'ta lo wole', she answered 'emi ni'. The voice told her 'bo ta'. She was trying to know where the voice was coming from and then the wind picked her up and flung her outside. She fainted. Nobody entered class room that day. Ronke was her name.

I have had so many spiritual encounters, but they are mostly dark, so I’ll share the two experiences that I feel were God-related. In 2023, I lost my job, and just 3 days later, I lost my home too. I felt abandoned, rejected, alone, and in pain. One day, I was listening to a sermon by Apostle Joshua Selman on TikTok and I slept off. I literally felt a caressing touch on my wrist, and I opened my eyes. Immediately when I opened my eyes, I still felt the soft touch on my wrist before it stopped. I live alone, I was home alone, and my house was locked from the inside. I know for a fact that I felt that touch on my wrist when I opened my eyes, so it wasn’t a dream and I didn’t imagine it. It was the most beautiful touch I’ve ever felt. I didn’t feel fear, I didn’t feel scared; I just felt peace.
Another time in 2023, I closed my eyes (you know the darkness in our vision when we close our eyes). In that darkness, I saw the silhouette of a man in white walking around the darkness. I was wondering what it was, so I opened my eyes. I closed them again, and this time there were about 5 men in white and a lady with long, dark hair. I was looking at them and trying to understand what to make of it. The next thing I saw was a big, shiny cross with something like a window on each side of the cross. It felt like the cross was moving towards me, and then it entered me. I felt something enter me, and I opened my eyes immediately. (Please note that I wasn’t sleeping; I just closed my eyes, and this was happening in the exact darkness you see when you close your eyes.) I’ll have to type what happened later; this is already too long.

Wow

My friend told me that she is a care worker and the lady she looks after doesn’t close her eyes while she sleeps. She is white and her eyes is always wide open and she will be snoring.

She said one day she felt evil force pushed her out of the bed she was sleeping on and she told them not to send her there again.

Growing up in Aba my brother and his friends where playing in front of the street, there was a mango tree opposite our house and all of a sudden there was a whirlwind and a lot of mangos started falling off the tree.

My brother and his friends were happy and went to pick the mango and the saw a ghost and they ran away. They were shouting, ghost ghost and everyone ran out and we couldn’t see anything.

I think some people can see ghost while some can see them.

A friend told me he went home for Christmas to his village in imo state back in the 90s. He quarrelled with his father very late at night and stormed out of the house to go and sleep with his friends.

Along the road in a lonely path, he saw an extraordinary tall man just standing under a tree and looking his direction. He didn’t know what to do and he was just saying Jesus! Jesus until he left there. Since then, he doesn’t go out late night.

In my village there was a man that died very young and he was building a bungalow before he died. He was married but had no child. So he was buried in front of his bungalow.

Because his house is on route to main village, a lot of people testified seeing him sitting on his veranda wearing white robe and crying.

There was a lady that was working in a bank in Abuja and her colleague poisoned her tea and she died. That colleague was sacked and his life has been one turmoil after another. Karma is real.

When I came to England newly, I experienced a lot of witchcraft attacks. I thought oyibos don’t do attacks but that was a beginning of so many spiritual attacks and spiritual husbands encounter that made me go closer to God and hold him tight.

The sort of witchcraft that is in obodo oyibo is too much.

There was this lovely man that wanted to marry my sister and he loved my sister very well. He was tall and handsome. He had an accident and died.

In the evening he will come and sit in a chair in our bedroom and be looking at my sister. My younger sister is very spiritual and the only one that saw him. My sister will get up from the bed and go to touch him but it will be nothing there.

One day we were coming back from church, we were in front while my sister and our late neighbour was behind and my sister saw him again in a shop that he used to wait for my sister any day he came to see her, my sister asked our late neighbour to wait there that the man is dead and she wants to call us to see him. Our neighbour started running and that’s how all of us started running to our house. When we heard what happened everyone was so scared.

Mine happened just 2days ago. It's become a part of Me listening to Selman's Messages every night before dozing off. I recently discovered (never knew or heard) another Spiritually gifted and Powerful Messages of MOG by name Prophet Julius E ... So days ago was listening to his message on Mysteries of the Earth and kind of dozed off . The kind of dream I had was ... Thank God I conquered whoever it was that appeared to Me in that dream . We fought , Thank God for the strength he gave Me. My waking up from that dream and grabing My Phone to Check the time ... 3:02 am
Next was to go into My Prayers. 🙌🏻
Things dey occur abeg !!

A friend told me he saw a woman in PH in a lonely road and thought she was in danger and tried to give her a lift. He said immediately she came into his car, he felt cold and goosebumps. He is a very strong man. So he summoned all the courage in him and shouted “leave my car now!” She didn’t talk, she got off and he drove off quickly and looked through his window to catch a last glimpse of the lady, but couldn’t see anything. He said that was the last day he picked strangers on the road.

There was this girl in her early twenties that was living with her boyfriend and she was pregnant and the man denied the pregnancy, this was early 90s. She called my cousin who happened to be her best friend to beg her boyfriend because the pregnancy was like 6 months and removing it will be risky and keeping it will bring shame to her family.

So my cousin went there to beg the man. The man told them both to leave his house that he was not responsible for the pregnancy. Which was very horrible because everyone knew they were both inseparable.

My cousin said that this girl stood up, removed all her clothes down to her pants and took the kerosene lantern in the parlour where they were and blown off the light and started iju ogu (I don’t know how to say that in English).

Anyway, the girl cried bitterly (akwa alili) and cursed the man. They left and my cousin told me she avoided her because how can someone do that sort of thing no matter what the other person did to her.

Anyway, the next time my cousin saw the man, he was raging mad on the street, eating rubbish. Chai this life.

There was this man that trained his beautiful girlfriend in school in view of marriage. He solved the girl’s problems including family problems.
This was late 80s when going to university was a big deal.

This girl finished uni and said the man is an omata and doesn’t know how to speak English and she felt ashamed whenever they were out so she was not going to marry him again. She went and married a lawyer that she met in school.

Shortly after her wedding, she died. Her omata boyfriend saw the girls’ best friend and told her that he killed the girl. That he give the girl’s name to his village deity and ask the gods to fight his battles. Oh Chim!

But the girl said if you see the man, he is no longer rich. He looks haggard. So why take vengeance. Both lost.

I just want to use this opportunity to tell young ladies to stop eating money of men they don’t want to have anything to do with. Some people do not know how to forgive.

Our neighbour who was the first to go to Germany back in the late eighties 80s and came back with white people, was contacted by a young man to take him to Germany. He collected huge amounts of money from the boy and refused to take him to Germany.

We were in our house one day, our neighbour’ s late younger sister came in and told us they went to Ok*ja to swore. I said what! She said yes that the dibias came with omu (young palm fronds) to their house to summon their brother to their shrine if not he will die. She now went with her mother and her elder brother. When they got there they were asked to remove their shoes and their pants and say everything that happened on top of a coffin. That was how they said. everything their brother in Germany told them to say.

Update of the family:
The mum died about 3 years ago, the lady that was telling us the story died this year. The brother that went to Germany came back about 12 years ago without shi shi! And her elder brother that went with him is taking hard drugs and is wested in life. They still live in our former childhood street, no improvement in their life. Everyone else that grew up in that place has left except them.

Life is spiritual, the best place to be is in Christ Jesus because when these things happen, you know there are realms that we have no control over.

My friend who just came to England newly in early 2000 went to club looking for oyibo for papers. He saw one tall beautiful one and they started dancing. One thing led to the other and they went to a conner and started kissing and smooching. As my friend wanted to go to her Jerusalem with one hand whilst they were kissing, what he touched was not women central bank but akpa amu. My friend screamed what a F**k uuuuu!

Oyibo started apologising that he was still going through transition. My friend warned him sternly not to come close to him. He started washing his mouth with water and was crying that his ancestors will be turning in their grave because he has done an aru (abomination).

Since then my friend turned born again. If you are walking with him and he see oyibo he will see. Onye anuwa were ike ibu nwoke. This one fit be man. I am scared of them now. That thought him a lesson that all that glitters is not gold.

In 2019, whilst asleep, I suddenly woke up and saw a floating, spherical, transparent ball-like object with reddish brown longitude and latitude lines few inches to my face. I suddenly jumped up and it moved. I remember shouting "what do I have to do with you", I tried to hit it with my hand, but it suddenly floated fast and disappeared through the wall.i prayed the whole night and day for days, I open my eyes randomly whilst asleep and on the third night I saw it again this time floating close to the ceiling, I jumped up the bed and tried to hit it again and it disappeared through the wall. I know I couldnt come close cos I surrounded myself with the fire of the holy spirit. Biko what is that? Some ppl said that it is an orb.
Orb kwanu?
Others said that it was sent to observe or harm me