UPLOAD & DOWNLOAD: MONEY.

In Nigeria, we all know what the Naira stands for – it is the currency unit of the country. We do not believe that money grows on a tree but we believe that money can grow like a tree. For example, when you sow a seed, it takes time for it to germinate because it has to take up water from the soil in order to overcome the dormant stage of its life. 

For a tree to germinate, it has to be planted. It has to be nurtured and it has to be given time to develop its various functions which includes the ability to carry out photosynthesis, excretion of harmful substances and so many other things which includes growth. 

Now, we are not talking about trees but money yet we needed to make an illustration because both have one thing in common: growth. When you invest your money with us, it is like sowing a seed (uploading) and when you give it time to grow, it is like nurturing it. By the time that you want to withdraw, it is like a time of harvest and that is when you actually get to “download naira.”

How It Works

We are giving you the opportunity to invest your money somewhere safe by buying empty plots of lands, homes and properties for some amounts of money which you can later re-sell to make more money depending on how huge the capital is. 

Here is a clear description.

Buy a plot of land for N2m, allow it to appreciate in value and then sell at N4m. That is an additional N2m downloaded into your wallet depending on how long it has stayed and the location of the property.

Become A landlord

The sole aim of buying lands or investing in properties may not be just to re-sell and make more money. You can as well build homes on that plot of land and keep it on lease. When tenants come to occupy them, you become a landlord and collect your fees!

Become An Agent.

By working with us, you can as well become a Consultant and make money by recommending our products to your cycle of friends. When they buy (through you), you earn some amount of money as commissions depending on how deeply involved that you are in the business.

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KING OF REAL ESTATEs a big name in the real estate industry. With the help of imiano, you can buy, sell or lease lands, properties and homes all over the country.

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THE CARWASH ATTENDANT.

Imiano was a trained personnel with dragon eyes security outfit but at some points in his life, he chickened out. The story has it that he participated in a secret operation in which the outcome was not successful. So, he left the outfit knowing what would follow.

He did not bother to go to the village because all that await him there are despair, hopelessness and sorrow. So, he kept roaming the streets. On one occasion, a man met him on the way and decided to help him. So, he took him in as his security and gateman. While staying with the man, Imiano discovered his passion for blogging. So, he created one on blogspot.com which was free and from time to time, he creates post for it. After his master discovered that Imiano could wash cars very well, he decided to transfer him to the car wash arena where he had put up to aid his friends. So, while at the car wash, Imiano met Obiro and they bonded. One remarkable thing about Imiano is that he does not steal.

Obiro was from Askee village. He got the job as a means of survival after that he had left Askee village for good. First, he worked with Aban bread bakery for 2 months after which he switched to Akwame Water factory which job did not last as he left the factory and started roaming the streets again where the owner of the car wash met him and told him to work with him.

It was not easy for him at first but he settled among the boys and sometimes, the wife of their boss sent food to them. So, they were happy. On one occasion, a customer had left a wrist watch in the shop where he was relaxing during the time that his car was being washed and Obiro asked Imiano to return it to him since that they know him very well. Mr. Okeke happened to be their regular customer and he was a Pharmacist. When Imiano got to the drug dispensation annex of the hospital that afternoon, he was ushered in by a beautiful secretary while he was told to wait for his turn so that he can see the Pharmacist as he was with another patient in the consulting room. So, he waited while praying for them to do fast so that he could return to the car wash and continue his duty before their master comes.

Sooner or later, the bell rang and Imiano went to the office to see the man. After that he had explained to him how that they had found the gold-plated wrist watch on the table where he took a can of Aqua Rapha yoghurt that afternoon before leaving the shop. The man was so happy and appreciated the fact that he came but when Imiano dipped his hands into his pocket to fetch the wrist watch, it was not there and he was sure that Obiro had handed it over to him.

That afternoon, Imiano prayed for the ground to open up and swallow him but nothing happened, he opened his mouth to speak but no words came out as he could explain no further. If not that he was a trained personnel, he would have just started crying that afternoon but he kept his cool. Just then, the door opened and the secretary came in with the watch. Imiano sighed a sigh of relief and the atmosphere was less tensed.

Imiano thanked the secretary before she left but while he was about going, the Pharmacist called him back and told him to sit down for a chat but he complained that Obiro was waiting for him and could report him to their master if he doesn’t show up immediately. Knowing what was at stake, the Pharmacist told him to relax while he called his friend who was the car wash owner and inquired of him if Imiano could spend two hours in his office of which Mr. Ekene agreed to and they sat down to talk.

“Congratulations, Imiano. I want to inform you that you have gained a slot to work in my company as a marketer.” Mr. Okeke said, extending his hand for a handshake but Imiano declined saying,

“But sir, you work in a hospital not a company and I can’t remember seeing an advert of a hospital looking for marketers or are you praying for people to fall sick?”

“No. Take a seat. We will talk things over.”

When Imiano sat on the chair, Mr. Okeke explained certain things to him and he went home with a heavy heart. Throughout that day, Imiano could not eat anything as he hoped that everything that Mr. Okeke told him works out fine. He continued with his car washing business and did well while continuing in his blogging hobby as well. This time around, he changed the name of his website from www.imianowankillme.blogspot.com to www.PwanUltimate.Com he continued receiving information from Mr. Okeke about properties, homes and lands which he pasted at strategic positions on his blog for buyers to see while he kept on saving more money to move to a more professional platform if the need arises.

That afternoon when Mr. Okeke sat him down in his office, he could perceive the smell of drugs but he didn’t mind as he paid attention to what the Pharmacist was saying.

“You see, I am a Pharmacist as well as a consultant. If you choose to work with us, you would earn as much as 5%, 10% or even 15% commission for all the properties that you help the company to sell.”

Mr. Okeke was saying after they had relaxed comfortably in his office. Imiano could sense the atmosphere changing but he didn’t know where to start asking questions from. So, he kept quiet as Mr. Okeke continued.

“The name of the company is PWAN GROUP and all the information you need is on Adulpted.Com.” He said.

“How did you get to know about me, sir?” Imiano asked.

“Your blog.” Mr. Okeke replied.

“But I never told anyone about it.” 

“It’s on a universal platform.”

“Ok. I agree.” Imiano replied.

“That’s my man.” Mr. Okeke said and gave Imiano a huge handshake as they both smiled.

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“Imiano, I don’t know what is wrong with you these days!” Obiro commented one day.

“How?” Imiano quizzed.

“You will be washing cars and be smiling or even singing melodiously unlike before.” Obiro noted.

“My brother, for this life so, wahala no dey finish. So, let’s just be happy.” Imiano said.

“Is there something you are not telling me?” Obiro asked, coming close to him with a puzzled face.

“Yes. You know Oga is a good man. Let’s work for him first. After, I will tell you!”

“Ok.” Obiro agreed and joined him in the singing spree not minding what it was that Imiano had in mind. That afternoon, as they sat down to have lunch, Imiano told him everything and Obiro developed interest at once. Imiano told him to follow the instructions on Adulpted.com and register as he was already pasting adverts on his blog.

That afternoon, as they were discussing, their boss came in and heard what they were discussing and decided to join them. When he got home, he convinced his wife and both of them joined. Imiano could not believe himself as everything was happening so fast. God so kind, the company wasn’t one of those fake one out there. So, they attended seminars and were grounded in the field. He followed up on the whole thing and it was successful.

Mr. Ekene turned his car wash arena into a mini classroom and they recruited more people as the company recognized their efforts as a team. With Mr. Okeke coming to the office to encourage them from time to time, the team was strong. Mr. Ekene invested heavily in real estate industry through the link that he received from Imiano. They both grew as business partners and the boss’ wife went to Akwa-Ibom state to attend one of thew conventions hosted by the group.

When she returned, the strategy changed. So, Imiano went to the state office of the property world Africa network (group) and collected much fliers which they shared to their numerous rich customers who trooped into the car wash arena on daily basis. On one occasion, one of the customers requested to see the properties that they advertised and he was taken for inspection in his Toyota truck and with the aid of the Enugu state MD, the outing was successful and he paid for one of the plots and received a home appliance of his choice from the company.

Though Imiano urged him to buy more plots so that he can get discounts or even a free plot of land but he refused saying that he would have to talk to his elder brother who resides in Germany in order to know what the next step should be. That evening, Mr. Marcus called them on phone and said that he had spoken with his brother and that they are subscribing for ten plots of land so that when the value of the said plots appreciate, they would re-sell them and make high return on investment. When Imiano ended the call, there was jubilation everywhere as they all had dinner as a family and went to sleep. That night, Imiano had a dream in which he saw all the people from his village coming to ask him for forgiveness and he accepted their apologies. When he wake up, he received a call from the village. It was the Igwe (Paramount Ruler) telling him to come back home and advise them on what to do in order to avert a major communal crisis which bothers on Land ownership. Imiano fainted and wondered how his village people got to find him again but remembering all the roles he played during his stay at Dragon eyes security outfit, he decided to undertake the task. That afternoon, Imiano sent some of his boys to the community concerned for them to hold peace talks and it worked, the king was happy and promised Imiano heaven on earth but he only asked for one thing.

“Igwe, give me one of your daughters to wife.” Imiano requested and it was granted him.

Three years later, Imiano visited Mr. Ekene’s place with his family and informed his former boss of their intention to relocate to Canada and the boss himself obliged them after he had introduced Imiano to the members of his business and told them that Imiano was one of the numerous boys that had been with him and they had no problems.

“Today, he is a son-in-law to the king and a successful businessman.” He concluded by encouraging the boys and they jammed their hands together in excitement. 

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 THE GENERAL’S WIFE:

In that movie, general was a notorious person. He selects his workers y passing them through fire. Anyone that survives is taken to the hospital, treated and taken in as a soldier.

After he married his wife, he didn’t know that she has a twin sister. In fact, they were identical. While passing through the fire, she died and was buried while her sister continued in her stead without the general’s knowledge. So, on a very good day, the general was boasting about how strong his wife was and that she survived the fire incident with minimal bruises and his comrades insisted that she should try it again which he agreed to but on the set day, the general’s wife was not found because she ran away and there was no strength in her to compete in the fire training.

After everything, the General was relieved of his duties because he was not able to keep to his promise. His life was even spared because of the contacts that he had already made else he would have been killed. So, they left with their luggage and stayed in the village while the wife was nowhere to be found.

While in the village, the General received a vision to preach to people because hellfire is real as he saw so many souls being tormented in his dreams with no way of escape for them.

So, he decided to create one. He went to the city with his four children and started preaching the gospel after that they have all received Jesus into their lives. Their first ports of calls were the correctional facilities where inmates were preached to and some believed.

When his wife learnt that her husband had repented, she returned to him. They all preached together and the government recognized him for his humanitarian services and rewarded him with an award and a high ranking position in the Red Cross Society.

Today, he is doing well in the city but his wife had not told him her ordeals at the cave when she ran away from him. When he noticed her frequent lack of concentrations, he made her to open up to him and when she did, they reconciled and got married while his wife remembers the sister every year.

This year, she celebrated the anniversary with a bull while keeping a solemn promise of revenging her sister’s death at the hand of the General. Though she almost succeeded, the general was sharp enough to dodge from the stab of a knife while brushing his teeth one early morning. He couldn’t understand why she did that. He applied for her to be taken into a health facility thinking that she was mentally ill, overreacting or even emotionally unstable. The whole thing made the news. 

The general later realized his mistakes and asked for forgiveness but there was no way he could bring her sister back but he promised to make it up to her. That year, he sent her abroad with good wishes while he continued with his humanitarian services. It was while abroad that she met Chikelue. So, the united and came back to Nigeria to fight the general with a renewed zeal. Chikelue was one of the soldiers that the general trained through fire but he escaped and went to Dubai. When they came back, they were greeted with the news that the general had died. So, they went straight to the general’s house and found him motionless. With nowhere to go, the general’s wife stayed close to her husband’s children throughout the funeral and promised to fish out the killers of her husband since she believed that the general could not have died just like that considering how many times that she had tried killing him by herself and it didn’t work. 

While lost in the stream of thoughts, one of the general’s sons brought her an audiotape that was left behind by the general before his death and when she played it, it was the voice of the general saying:

I am not who you think that I am. Please, forgive me.

The recordings ended.

That night, she wept bitterly and decided to let go of the grudges that she had against him or anyone else.

Morals of the story.

1. Do not be too hard on people.
2. Accept sincere apologies.
3. Let go of the past and
4. Stay cool always.

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CHIOMA LOCKDOWN III

 I stopped receiving phone calls long time ago because everyone who called wanted to know my whereabouts. Abeg send me money, you will not send and then you turn around to call me in order to enquire about my whereabouts. Like, what do you want to do with the routes?

It pains me to know that those who were expected to bring out money for youths empowerment had spent everything and warm up for more. So, I was not even hoping to get anything from the government. With God on my side, I knew that I was going to make it but with Chioma on my neck, my life is not something to write home about. I never told Chioma that I was in Enugu to carry out one of my numerous outside works but she didn’t bother to know as she was more interested in knowing how to go about meeting my people which I never told her about but every time, she narrates to me about how she sees an old woman in her dreams telling her to come home that she was her daughter-in-law.

Hia! At first, I suspected that it was malaria but after much thinking, I concluded that it was a spiritual problem from her mother’s side. Maybe, village people were pursuing her because I neither had a fair mother nor a woman that goes with a walking stick. So, she cried home and told me that it was over between us. I told her that there was no, “us.” And she increased the amplitude of her sobbing and threatened to report me to her father. So, I threatened to report her to the old woman who frequently disturbs her. Since then, we no longer threaten each other and the dreams stopped. When she asked me where I was from, I told her to forget it because I was just a walkaholic. I guess that was when she got to discover the blog and when I angered her, she entered the site and started commenting nonsense on the posts, telling people that I hide under the façade of a walkaholic to owe people offline. Hia! This girl wants to ruin my career o! I shouted openly as I managed to suspend her from the blog and pushed all her comments to the spam box except for the place where she commented that I was funny at times. After that incidence, some people thought that I was mad because I shouted openly but I didn’t mind. Maybe, that was why she sent me the money so that I could forget my past ordeals but even at that, I accepted it as my salary since she claimed that I worked with her as a sales boy at an imaginary supermarket. 

When I lost my phone, Chioma gave me 99 missed calls before I found it and since then, I wondered if this was the kind of girl that I should get married to considering that I was used to quietness through my long habit of going to the library where a pin drop silence is required and I valued my peace. When I finally found my phone, I warned her never to call me on phone again and that was when heaven broke loose!

She called me all manner of names, dragged my family name to the mud and that evening, she came along with some area boys to beat me but I escaped through the window. The following day, I went to her house and apologized so that we could return to normal. She accepted but something in me did not wholly accept the re-union but I pretended to be smiling as I expected more alerts henceforth. 

At times, I sit myself down to talk sense into my brain but nothing good seems to be coming out from my mouth. At times, I even fall asleep on the chair while thinking about my life and what the future holds for me but Chioma had told me not to worry that she would talk to  her mother about me so that she could find me a space in one of the mammy markets in one of those barracks out there with her influence so that I could go there, slaughter bulls and sell to people but I had always rejected such idea as I had always wanted to be a computer literate but she insisted. So, I gave up on the relationship. Those two weeks that we were not together were the most miserable days of my life. So, I realized that I had gotten used to her, her troubles and her constant harassments. So, I called off the break on our relationship and when we re-united, she told me that she was relocating from the state. So, I fainted.

When I managed to regain my consciousness, she told me that she was travelling outside the country. I fainted again. Then, she said that it was April fool game. So, I coughed three times and wake up only to realize that the whole of her family members were surrounding me because I went to their house that day to clear the air on why I had decided to call it a quit with her only to hear the bad news which to her was good.

There was another version of me that Chioma does not know about. I was a graduate. I worked as an agent for a company that helps people to obtain visa. When she talked about travelling abroad in one of her pranks, I started thinking in that direction. Actually, I invested that her money in an online platform and when it was due, I withdrew the whole thing without losing a dime. So, after that incidence, I started making contacts to see how we could leave the country but knowing how to sneak out with somebody’s daughter just like that eluded me. I love Chioma but I have not proposed to her. Each time I bring up the issue to strategize on how to do the proposal of a thing, I feel a heavy knock on my head.

So, I decided to do it online. I went and registered a domain name called Chiomalockdown, titled it “Yes or No,” then I sent the link to her with the question, “Will you marry me?” as we speak, I am still waiting for her response but somebody is shouting my name outside. Maybe, I have slept for too long. Oh! What a dream.

I know that it must have been one of these my neigbours that was shouting my name. So, let me introduce you to them. Sule is one of the boys that live with us. He has a big stomach but he is a good guy. Ibrahim his younger brother is the one who claims to be the street chairman and he gives me head ache. Mandela is the tall guy in our street and I always compete with him.

Our work is to do work. Once we wake up in the morning, the next thing is to start looking for a site where we could work and get paid. Think about our area as a global village because we bump into one another at intervals. So, whenever you hear anything about Thinkers corner especially that Chinmark Avenue, Geoffrey Okoye University or even Jennifer’s plaza, just know that we are involved (whether good or bad.)

I don’t know why, whenever we go to work, I am always the first to come back. It seems as if the aroma of the food that they leave in the pot draws my attention. So, on this particular day, I had returned from work and stumbled upon the nicely cooked jollof rice in the pot which I ate without minding who cooked it. So, when Sule came calling my name, he wondered why I was just mentioning, “Chioma, Chioma, Chioma” as I came out to meet him. So, he changed the topic and told me that I should wash the pot with which I had eaten. After that, he called a meeting and announced that I needed Jesus. So, they prayed for me. That evening, I had no option but to repent but I still cherished the dream that I had.

I called my uncle and told him about everything and he said that I should not worry that he was going to visit me on Tuesday when the lockdown is due to be lifted.

Chioma, wherever you are, find me! Stop the hide and seek game. It is too much of a dream.

Lols!!

Lessons: At times, lower yourself and ask for forgiveness.

2. Look before you leap.

3. Invest. 

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CHIOMA LOCKDOWN II

 There is something I like about Chioma but I will not tell you because if I do, you would want to snatch her away from me. She has open teeth. Yes, but that is not all. One day I was having a problem with some boys at a provision store around the area because of the little money that I was owing the shop owner. So, she showed up and released me from the grips of their hands while claiming that she was my madam at an imaginary supermarket where I worked with her as a sales boy and they allowed me to go since she claimed that my presence was already needed at the premises as at the time of the fracas and that any delay hitherto incurred might lead to some digits reading backwards in my monthly salary which was meager, by the way.

Hearing this, they let me go after that I had promised to come back later and pay. I don’t know why Mama Chinecherem decided to act that way at her shop that day. She was a good woman, accepted but the presence of those three boys made her to be violent with me that day. 

When we got to the house, she laughed and called me her sales boy. I wanted to slap her but I remembered that she just saved me. Come to think of it, could I even have been able to slap her considering the fact that two of her brothers are high ranking officers in the Army? Remembering these, I just went down low and started sobbing while on the floor. 

That evening, she called me on phone and scolded me while telling me that it was not good to owe people as it brings insults of which I agreed with her but the way she said it made me to wonder if she was shouting on a kid but I still kept my cool. After all, I was the person who brought this trouble upon myself. It was not Chioma’s fault. After everything, I remembered that my mother had always told me not to be a bad guy and owing people was not good. For the very first time in a long while, I felt sober but it did not last for long as my phone binged after that I had dropped it on the drawer near my bed and when I checked, it was a credit alert from Chioma.

Automatically, I knew that it was Chioma because I had been having a family problem that had lasted for two and a half years and I was cut off from the family’s finance. So, I had no hope of receiving something from home. All the Engineers that I worked with were owing me as they claimed that it was a lockdown period with incessant sit-at-home orders which had crippled their cash flow systems and that there was no money for disbursement. So, I practically fed from hand to mouth. Sometimes, I was aided by friends, sometimes by the people that I met in the streets and always, I knew that it had been God. So, the least she could do was call me her sales boy of which I consented to. At least, with this new N150,000.00 in my account, I can fend for myself and pay off my numerous debts and who knows, I might start competing with Obi Cubana on social media but first thing first, I had to thank God.

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CHIOMA LOCKDOWN I

 She saved my number with ‘Uche Car Park 16’ and I saved hers with Chioma Lockdown 11, now she is angry with me and even threatened to call my mother and tell her about how terrible I was.

I do not know why, but each time I hear the word, ‘Chioma,’ my heart skips a beat. Maybe, it is because she is the reason why I am crying. No wonder, the first time that I tried to save her phone number in my phone, I was having a mixed feeling. Now, I know why.

Chioma called me on phone at about 11:35PM  one Tuesday and said that I should start coming to their house so that I could present myself as a worthy suitor to her father who just returned from Australia and when I asked her why, she said that according to the Greenwich meridian time, night in Nigeria was daytime in Australia that I should come at once since her father considers the time as being almost noon and I was flabbergasted. 

Who told her that I was planning to be a suitor to her?  I had only collected her phone number at the car park and she had already assumed that we were dating. Like seriously, is that how two people go into a relationship?

I dragged myself to the place where my wardrobe was located and put on a pair of jean trousers while reaching out for my brown polo which was hung there like a lifeless object. So, I left. I called her when I got close to their house and she said that I should stand before the gate and shout her name three times, then run into the bush that was located close to her house and hide in order to avoid unforeseen circumstances. I was confused at that manner of signal but I obeyed and when I did, the security dog was the first to run out through an opening close to the gate. Then a security operative who I suspected to be the gateman came out with a very big torchlight and as if that was not enough, her younger sister came out with a bowl of warm water mixed with peppery substances and poured them in front of the gate. Then, I knew that I was finished.

“So, this girl brought me out to kill me in this place.” I thought to myself as I hid myself close to the fence, just near a tree and then the unthinkable happened. All the bulbs that were located inside and within the compound went off and all the electric bulbs which I suspected to be controlled by a solar inverter located on top of the fence and pointing outwards came on.  Then, I knew that I was actually in the midst of thorns. I covered my face with my two palms yet I couldn’t cry. The next thing I heard was a voice emanating from a microphone within the compound asking me to surrender my weapons and come out from wherever it was that I was hiding and present myself genuinely before the whole place gets too hot for me because the men of Arzimuthal parade  team were on patrol.

So, I called Chioma and informed her about the latest development and she said that I should hang on and wait till it is dawn so that she could handle the whole situation by herself. In the meantime, she was having a mood swing and I didn’t need to disturb her. I cut the phone call and spat on the ground without minding whose ox is gored.

How I managed to escape that night was a mystery as Chioma never showed up.  Recalling all these now, I could only cry and wish that I never went there, but to cut the long story short, I lost my fancy brown polo and managed to come back with my belt and pair of trousers still intact. 

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DOWNLOAD THE BOOK

 

Cut the long suffering short is  book on how things should be done. It contains the rudiments for success and it also comes handy for students of the university of life. To make things easy, you must not be hard on yourself.

Nobody says that it is too late to make it in life except the person who is lazy enough to relax. Dare to become a better version of yourself!

We all made mistakes. We are still making more but what matter are the lessons that we learn from them. Everyday, find a reason to smile.

I am imiano. It gives me a sense of belonging because part of me tells me that greatness lies in the heart of those who try to rise after a fall. You have now. Do not neglect your future!

All I have to say is that you know yourself more than anyone else but know this; God knows you more than I do. Stick to all the things that work and do not compromise. 

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TAKE A STAND.

Sorrowing does not guarantee success and crying does not solve problems. What solve problems is what you do with what you know! 

A man can build a robust data capturing system with the knowledge of programming languages and a man can build an e-commerce website with the same knowledge but the worst man on Earth is the one who knows neither his left from his right. 

Don't be like that! Know what you want and go for it for that is the way of purposeful living. Do not tell your problems to everyone but to those whom you perceive can solve them and do not open your mouth before nobles when you have nothing tangible to say or else they will perceive you to be a time waster! 

Do not bring up family issues where innovative ideas are being discussed. Keep them to yourself until you get home because there is a place and time for everything. 

Earth is not a place to while away your time and heaven is not a place to have regrets. Make the wisest choice.

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DANGER MANAGEMENT DEPARTMENT

 Every criminal act starts as a wrong motive in the mind. Whether you are persuaded to kill somebody and take over his or her properties, whether you are persuaded to lie against somebody and whether you are persuaded to frame somebody up, they are all a thing of the mind until they are manifested and everything becomes physical. 

Purge yourself of every wrong motive so that you can be in good terms with your fellow human beings. The reason why some people would would see people along the street and still not greet the people is because of what they have been told about the people. See, what you have heard about people might not be true. Why not give them the chances with which to prove themselves? 

Whether good or bad. Nobody is perfect but do not let people to hurt you repeatedly out of ignorance because at the end of everything, you are the person to bear the blunt of it. 

Teach them if you can; leave them if you can't but don't let them corrupt you. You are a seed sown by your parents for future harvest but if you get sour, you are going to be discarded. So, bear good fruits. For your Mum to be proud of you, you must do something that makes her happy. The same applies for your father! 

Do not follow the wrong way when the good one is open before you but ask questions where you think that you are making mistakes and don't act ignorantly. The reason why most countries have laws is to guard the people. When those laws are broken, penalties follow! Do not be a victim. 

Do not expose yourself to cold so that you will not be a victim of pneumonia. Do not expose yourself to mosquito bites so that you will not be a victim of malaria and finally, do not expose yourself to ignorance so that you will not be a failure. 

Failing is as simple as throwing cautions to the winds and acting recklessly while success is as easy as being dilligent and acting with information. Do not rely on outdated techniques to rule your life but apply what works. 

What works might be available at hidden places. Find them and don't expose yourself to dangers by having negative mindset about others! 

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WATCH YOUR WORDS !!

 You don't have to go to the pit of hell before you know how many people that are there. Just stay here and hear the sound of their cries and that alone would tell you that there are so many souls there. 

You don't have to become poor in order to know what poor people are going through. If you're already rich, just keep being rich but if you are still poor, just try and upgrade yourself. 

Who told you that you must be a begger? Who told you that everybody must know about you and who told you that you must know everything? Well, I am sorry if this disappoints you but I am saying the truth. I do not know much about you except for the fact that I know that you can be better. Just work on it and stop wallowing in wishful thinking. 

What works for Mr. A might not work for Mr. B. So, instead of wishing that you were one billionaire or the other, focus on building yourself. 

Rome was not built in a day. So, you would need a lot of patience. A farm grows when there are inputs but thorns grow when there are none. Fill your life with friends, books and ideas that build you up and not destructive ones. 

A time would come when you would wonder how you got to the top but do not forget how you started small! And when that time comes, people would ask you what the secret of your success is. Just tell them that it is dilligience. Doing the right thing even when you don't fill like. Meeting the right people even when it seems incovenient and reading the right books even when it seems to be dark. 

Though it may occur to you to say another thing but do not fall prey to it - stick to honesty. 

Honesty is the only bag you can carry on your back and not feel the weight though it is heavy. It is better than bearing grudges and supporting evil! 

Do not say that I did not tell you. Your words stand longer than just when you said them. They can last into the future. 

So, say the right things.

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YOUR TIME IS NOW

 There are so many Pastors out there but they are doing fine with their numerous churches except for the few bad eggs among them who go about castigating Christ and bringing the name of God to the mud. So, I do not see any reason why you shouldn't make it. There is no reason why you should compete (brutally) because there is space for everybody at the top except for those who claim that being poor is their birthrights and they demonstrate it by being lazy. 

Today is gone but tomorrow can bring good tidings. That is why we have day and night. If what you did today is not sufficient to make you rich then try tomorrow, it could complete the cycle. 

So long as what you are doing will not sound ugly if leaked online; keep doing it because one day everybody would be exposed. Just don't get to let us know that all you have been doing had been wrong all the while. As for being exposed, one day, you shall be exposed (likewise me)! 

One thing must kill a man but let it not be foolishness. Let it go. Let it go when the information is not good enough for you! Let it go when the suffering is telling on you and let it go when the past hurts! Just let it go. 

Do not have an ugly picture of where you want to be in mind but have a better one because where you want to be has not been toed before but where you once were has always been somewhere usual. 

Do something unusual. Go out of your comfort zone! And when it seems pleasant, drag someone else out of his or her comfort zone. 

Those who have found treasure islands tend to lead others into it but those who have found misery dare not talk about it because they are going to be seen as failures. 

Do not be a failure and do not be a weakling. Always open your arms to the fewer opportunities that exist and do not castigate what you know nothing about!

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