Add Thy Voice To Mine! And Even More Reasons For Doing So.........
Last year (in November or December, or thereabouts) I heard the voice of one weeping fitfully,
"wailing and loud lamentation;"
asking of the residents and indigenes and whoever else it is that frequents the damned and accursed neighbourhood of Mato in Akingbade, wherein I now live:
"You did this to him?!"
I was not unduly worried, however; even though I was even then almost certain that the weeping was over me - for, despite the
"ten thousands of people
who have gathered themselves against me round
about;"
"I lie down and sleep;
I wake again, for The LORD sustains me."
That was just a little after I moved into a newly-rented apartment in that neighbourhood of Mato. And then, still after I moved into that neighbourhood, I began to notice all manner of priests and Levites who
"rescue not those who are being taken away to
death;
and
hold not back those who are stumbling to the
slaughter;"
with the words, even when not uttered,
"Behold, we know it not:"
I began to notice all manner of these callous members of the human race shaking their heads at the sight of me on the streets of Ibadan, and uttering such words as,
"You will not last."
Decades ago, villains like unto these would say unto me,
"No one will tell you;"
and unto me,
"You will never know."
However, The LORD is ever faithful; even if only tonight was it revealed to me by my Creator that (while I have been living in Mato) certain parts of my body - such as my lung, and my kidney - have been harvested of me; while others that would instantly be noticed, if missing - such as my heart, my penis, and my testicles - have been replaced by older ones.
Thus, tonight, now, I understand why the grief-stricken weeping - and why the words,
"You did this to him?!"
Do not believe I am the only emasculated man that suffers this type of callous villainy. In a world wherein an emasculated man (as one cut off out of the land of the living) is a man with absolutely no one on earth but GOD (and I, Ikoro Iyineleda) that he can call his own, many - if not most - of those that are locked up in lunatic asylums are no more than emasculated men being preyed upon by unscrupulous medical doctors. Because they have almost no one that they can call their own, they keep on making obvious mistakes and wrong decisions - even in matters as simple as that of dress-sense, and personal hygiene - even as I made a most obvious mistake by moving into a neighbourhood like unto Mato; for, even as it is written:
"In the multitude of councillors, there is safety."
And thus it becomes easy to deceive the fool and the naive into believing theirs is no more than insanity. And - did I say they are then preyed upon by medical doctors?
Yes - to that extent where not all the body parts of mine that I referred to above were harvested (or replaced) after I moved to Mato; at least, not according to that which the evil residents of that neighbourhood (who keep on opening their mouths insolently to make such braggart statements obviously because of the apparent lack of absolutely anyone in this generation that will rise "to do justice and judgment"). On the contrary (or, at least, according to these residents) some (at the very least, one - my kidney) appears to have been harvested by a certain psychiatrist working for the University College Hospital in Ibadan - known as Dr. Victor Lasebikan - at his hospital, which is a private hospital I have been often bundled off to by my parents, over the last two decades; on the accusation of my having a mental ailment.
The cruelty that is so often visited upon the emasculated man for whom I live and I have my breath (when he has the added burden of accusations of insanity placed upon his shoulders) is obvious from the story which the link below reveals - of the evil that was visited upon certain residents of Ibadan a few years ago.
Most (if not all) of these unfortunate residents were kidnapped and bundled off into strange vehicles in open daylight (in full view of a most accursed public) on the basis of their being mentally ill, and being therefore taken to psychiatric hospitals - and absolutely no one in the accursed land would therefore utter a word or raise a hand in dissent. Had they not been emasculated, there would have been a loud uproar - I can most definitely assure you of that. But they were nonentities, nobodies - human beings that were not "persons."
Not one person spoke.
And the evil persists till today - though it is usually as cunningly concealed as not only the Soka tragedy was, but as the atrocity continuing to wreak evil upon the life of Ikoro Iyineleda is. After all, in the words of one of the adversary, "The atrocity is in the air only." Innocent human beings being accused of insanity by the evil and the wicked, all because they have no one to speak up on their behalf; and everyone else therefore justifying the most inhumane actions - on the basis that it is all to cure insanity, or that only the insane would insist such inhumane actions were ever wreaked upon them.
Sign this petition therefore, and let us thereby begin to work towards putting an end to one of the most devious means by which evil has ever been visited upon Man - that which cuts him off out of the land of the living to live life as a harmless lamb, in a world wherein all around it are vicious predators.