Chapter 2 (My Salvation Story)

 And no one pours new wine into old wineskins. Otherwise, the wine will burst the skins, and both the wine and the wineskins will be ruined. No, they pour new wine into new wineskins.”[NIV]. The understanding of this word was given to me by what I experienced, when I resumed smoking after a month's break I was seeing the unseen, hearing the unheard, I noticed clouds of witnesses even before I came across it in the Book of Hebrew 12____in the clouds I saw two sets of crowds the first are always condemning me while the other are always cheering me up to do better cause they knew me better but I was always failing them and the other witnesses make jest of us both. 


After I took the stick of weed with Dominic and Yemi with some other friends, I got lost and couldn't find expression. When I try harder I speak off point and no one seems to understand me, Dominic asked me why I haven't been reaching out to him knowing fully well how we started this music journey together I was pained, I expressed disappointment towards the issue but then I couldn't make a sentence sensibly I just wanted to let him know I was sorry and it wasn't how I had planned it. 


Then I resumed smoking fully, I smoke every single day...... I would like to share with you some experiences after resumption; there was this day I smoked at my usual spot in that very place I felt a strange wind and I felt threatened I had to Hasting up with the weed then I went inside when I got inside I begin to hear words that are threatening the more, I was restless I went from the parlor to the bedroom but I couldn't sit, I couldn't fight the voice so I sought a means to go against it I took the daily devotion opened it but the words in there were not making any sense to me I left it and fetch my bible but I couldn't open it.


A voice from within kept condemning me that I was not holy enough to hold the Holy scripture less alone study it so I didn't... But the threatening voice kept coming and this was some of what I was hearing, if you don't join us you can't succeed you want to blow abi? If you don't make us the most important in your life you can't make it don't you see Dami and Dominic? Don't you want to be like them they're shining. These words kept coming through in the Yoruba dialect, everything around me was against me, every voice every thought I heard" this was the first of its kind. I needed to leave this realm, smokers would think I was on trips but trust me it was more.


I sat and turned on the TV set, never have I tuned into Faith TV but that day I did, Kenneth Copeland spoke the words needed every single word he said was the right statement needed to tackle the voice I was hearing and that was how I came back to my right senses. I couldn't stop thinking of what happened I stopped trusting and didn't know who to trust I became suspicious of my surroundings, but I didn't stop smoking, I was writing new songs, and was more inspired I went to the studio and did what I know how to do best but on my second visit to the studio I had another encounter.


On my visit to the studio, I was having issues with my sexual performance so I thought to get an herb while on my journey to ijebu ode, I got origin bitters; while on the public transport, I was amazed by what happened in the bus, it's a usual thing for someone to pray while the bus conveys people to their destination but this particular day two people prayed and I was like was going on here? Never seen such a thing but I wasn't spiritually conscious to decode what the spirit was saying. I got to Ijebu Ode but Dominic wasn't around I had to get some rest I guess I was intoxicated by what I took i don't drink that much ever since I started smoking. 


I had some leftovers from the origin bitters, I took some smoke that day, And the next day; the intention was that I would go to the studio. I woke up to kickoff from where I stopped the day before smoking weed and concoction drinks (shochi) I was still on this when we changed location to the backyard. While we were there enjoying as I thought, the atmosphere changed but before then I still had the origin bitters with me but I was tired of drinking it cause it wasn't my thing we mixed it with the concoction (Shochi ) but I was determined not to take from it because I was scared of the outcome, Dominic handed over the mixed drink to me but I declined then his friend gave me and I collected it and drink knowing fully well the content it entails. 



I got into a realm that read meaning to everything around me which makes sense to me but to those around me I was laughed at and recorded, (All this happened physically) I sat down and I saw a rat walk through a hole close by I kept feeling the movement of the rat and I sensed it was beneath my feet I felt betrayed and attacked then I questioned Dominic why is he upset with me? Not drinking what he gave me doesn't mean I don't trust me, and taking the drink from his friend doesn't mean I prefer his friend to him, I knew what I was saying I wasn't just high on the substance I took, everything was too real for me to ignore or not react. 


They took me inside, but the room that instant looks like a shrine (Not physically) and I was the sacrifice brought for ritual, I saw a spiritual large snake approaching I told Dominic to bring my bag from his room when he did I took out the Rhapsody of Realities that has always been the daily devotion I read but that couldn't help, then I started speaking in tongues but it wasn't coming forth, I felt trapped then I heard a voice from the next building saying; say after me (Yoruba dialect) I really don't know if this pastor was talking to someone else but at that time I knew he was refering to me, he gave me prayer points but I couldn't utter them, my tongue seems tangled couldn't move it how I ought to, I felt USED, KILLED even while I am still alive I left and never looked back!!!....


I took a bike to the bus stop and I boarded a bus to Lagos it wasn't the substance that made me react the way I did there was more!





Please don't read all this writings like a story it is a revelation from God to you.



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