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The four types of Christians and the ONE you must avoid PT 4: THE PASTORPRENEURS

Napoleon Bonaparte, the French military and political leader who lived in the 18th century did not spare to note in his famous quote “I am surrounded by priests who repeat incessantly that their kingdom is not this world and yet they lay hands on everything they can get”. One can simply imagine that the practice of priestly gluttony did not begin in this age, and it is in fact an inherent character of the men in robes who mount religious altars to insatiably crave for the luxury of coins and the pockets of the simpleton.

The pastorpreneur is the man on the payroll of everyone’s pocket in the church. He is the reason why the churchgoer can’t put his mind off on “settling God”. He is the reason why the churchgoer will work twice harder in order to bring his proceeds to God of which the pastorpreneur is impersonating in practice. Men of God they call them, but Gods of men they are, for whatever they lay claim to the sheeple as the dictates of God, such declaration is certainly of God and the sheeple won’t and can’t question. When the churchgoer says he pays his tithe to God, they are the Gods in whose possession the tithe safely lies. Their pocket – the church’s offering, their bank account- the collective proceeds of men, and the minds of men- their football pitch. None other but these men solely control the mentality and minds of men en masse. The mentality of a religitard is determined by the oral blunder of his pastor.

They are like software developers, whose input determines the output and behavioral outcome of the religitard and churchgoers. Insult the religitard and every other thing, but say no word about his pastorpreneur; he’ll skin you alive. To the shepple, he is blameless. Even in his glaring blemish and corruption, they see nothing and hear no evil. True to this, the pastorpreneur lives as God; for who can blame God? The choir spinsters are for his delight, to do freely as he is pleased. Fishers of men like the holy book labels them, and true to the title, all he needs to do is simply point at the desired spinster(fish) and the kill is all to his indulgence in the bedroom. After all he who works in the altar, must eat from the altar. The pastorpreneur not only possesses the power to hack into the wallets and minds of men, he can equally hack in between the thighs of the religitard bandwagons on skirts. As a man, you just can’t help but envy the pastorpreneur; all he’s got to say is “Thus says the Lord sister Grace, ‘commit thy vessels of milk and flowery temple into the hands of the prophet, that he may come his bowels into thy wet abode”, and boom! He is laid. Call it the work of the PIMPINGSTRY, sorry, the work of the ministry.

Not only are the wallets and purse of gullible men not safe around these men, the thighs and breasts of maidens are not spared from their nets. Whether a bachelor or a married man, the pastorpreneur is a lustful man. It is said by the old quote that “power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely”. The priest is one who wields some power over the minds of people under the sound of his voice and fellowship. He is one who is highly revered, wielding the age old primitive book tagged “holy” and above all unquestionably sacrosanct to dictate to people the affairs of their mind, what ought to be and not ought to be. He is regarded as the servant of God, the voice of God, one who knows the affairs and dictates of God more than the rest of the clan. As such his voice is that of God, his opinion is God’s and his demands are God’s. He is the voice of God and the “GOD of Voice”; the man whose voice supersedes every other voice in the mind of the religious. He is the man whom the people have appointed to deceive them, the man whom men have permitted to lie to them, extort them and determine to them what ought to be and not be.

More gullible and susceptible to their greed are the desperate single women in the church; the single sisters whose desire is to hear the one over-rated statement of two brief words “I DO”. In the Pentecostal churches where some preachers are referred to as “Prophets” or “Seers”; preachers who are believed to possess some special gifts to perform miracles and hear in real-time from God, these desperate singles are their favorite play toys and objects of quick extortion. Since the prophet is regarded as one who speaks with God in real-time and posses extra authority and power to do certain miracles like giving husbands, jobs, healing, wealth, etc.The contest to please this very pastorpreneur is trendy and politicking in the church. The coins and properties of men are his gifts without even calling. The stupidity of the ignoramus is his blessing no which he will ride happily on with a smile to the bank. Those who possess no cash to gain his favor that will draw his miraculous intervention into their predicament, they often opt to pay in kind either by being dedicated workers in the church, domestic helpers at the preacher’s house, not excluding the services of aiding the man in times of erection. When it comes to servicing the bedroom of the priest and attending to matters of his priestly erection, the gullible spinsters and female religitards are ones who happily tend to his libido. Like the religious always defend their gullibility and extortion by the preacher say “If I give the man of God, I am giving to God not a human being. Because the bible says “WHOEVER RECEIVES A PROPHET … SHALL RECEIVE A PROPHET’S REWARD…..” The acclaimed holy book says “FOR WHOEVER SHALL GIVE YOU A CUP OF WATER TO DRINK IN MY NAME ……. HE SHALL NOT LOOSE HIS REWARD”. As such, it should be defended that giving one’s vagina to the priest and tending to his thirst in erection or libido is “giving unto God” and not the preacher.

No other day of the week gives the preacher so much joy like Sundays. He is on his highest ebb on these days. You can never find an unhappy pastor on Sunday unless of course the turn-out in the Sunday service was disappointing or the church offering did not amount to what he had hoped for. Cetris paribus, the preacher is the happiest on Sundays. Standing tall and high on joy on the pulpit, the preacher is often the finest to sing the popular church song “I AM HAPPY WHEN THEY SAY LET US GO TO THE HOUSE OF THE LORD”. Every preacher is at orgasm when the lyric of this song from the psalms of David is played aloud. And the preacher never fails to echo “IN THE PRESENCE OF GOD, THERE IS FULLNESS OF JOY”. If you are the preacher, will you disagree? Standing shoulders-high like an alpha-male on the pulpit and over-looking his congregation, his sees the vibrating smile of his church members, the happiness and willingness by the sheeple to be fleeced by their shepherd. He sniffs the air and smells the gullibility of the people, he inhales deeply and drops a worship song that expresses his innate euphoria, and true to his vibe, the people about to make him richer join to echo his joy as he closes his eyes to picture his bank figures about to add some weight.

The preacher is a like a spoilt child and a baby that refuses to grow-up. He wants to be fed, he wants his needs to be everyone’s, and he wants his desire to be everyone’s burden. All he does is demand, ask, and beg, and above all, he demands like it is his right to be given. He wants a new car, the congregation must find a way to bring it to his garage. He builds a new home, the congregation must be involved. He gives nothing to people but wants everyone to give him everything. The only thing he gives to the people are adrenaline triggering rhetoric and sermons all tailored towards how they should give to his purse, which he’ll tag as “the church”. Give, give and give is what their mouth is dripping with.

Like a spoilt child and an ingrate, those who give the most to his coffers are his favorite, whom he appoints special sits and titles in the congregation. The men whose pockets leak the most into his coffers, their homes his feet shall find an unending tourism. Pitiable are those who have nothing to contribute to his bank account, for they do not exist. They are ones whom the axe of “church discipline” and discrimination hangs around. More pitiable is the man whose home the preacher’s feet knew but fate took away the one object which brought the preacher continually to his yard. Like a used snack, he shall be thrown into the dustbin of history.

Pastorpreneurs are among the worst ingrates ever. They dance around men who contribute copious sums to their “PIMPINGSTRY” and greet the meager members with a snob appeal. When the person who is in the habit of showering their coffers with money is ineffective or goes broke, they dump the individual and move on to another host. They are parasites, ingrates and con men. All they care about is their business and you just have to envy the way they call it: “the Work of God”, “ministry”, etc. They are in the business of competing against each other. Pastor A versus Pastor B; who has more sheeple, who is richer, who drives better cars, whose wife is prettier or more expensive. Their competition is even taken outside the church business to schools and private jets ownership. And the religitards are applauding to the rat race as their incomes are fueling the luxurious greed of the priests.

Priests are men of avarice on fraudulent robes saddling the minds of gullible men to the abattoir, slaughtering every piece of sense and reason in them and with no intention to spare any pint of rationality in their souls. They are the merchants of superstitions, marketers of fairy-tales and the parasites of the men’s coins. You need not wonder why the politicians are found with them. Be wary of them for they will take your money, rob your senses and drain every drop of rationality left in your soul and replace it with fear, bigotry, pious hope for superstitions and buffoonery. Your daughters are not safe with them; they will snoop into their panties. Your young boys will not be spared either. And their fiery lusty eyes will not be taken off from thy green fields. Look upon them like the fox; revere them like you would, the lion.




There are three types of these haters, namely; (i) the passive hater (ii) the avowed hater and (iii) the merger or conglomerate hater.

The Passive Hater is one who will never come out openly to express their dislike against you. But hey, some way somehow hatred has way of bringing their ass out to the open. One may say, the passive hater is of no use to me, he is cowering and hiding in the hole like a rabbit, and so can’t do shit while he swallows his disaffection. This is entirely not true. The passive hater is the most dangerous in the haters echelon. There is nothing as portentous as not knowing you have an enemy within. These types of haters are difficult to spot, but alas! Some of us are gifted in spotted them, and we have tools in drawing them out of their hole.

The passive hater can be friends, relatives or anyone who has a personal relationship or acquaintance with you. Strangers scarcely make passive haters. Many often a time they bury their disaffection against their victim with a smile, hug and complimentary. They maybe the first to compliment you and speak very highly of your awe; whether beauty, intelligence, talent, riches, project, relationship, ambition, career, etc.
If you were twerking in the middle of a highway, these kind of haters, knowing truly the dangers of you getting knocked down by a speeding vehicle will increase the frequency of their appraisals and flattery and even demand you to keep twerking in the middle of the road that instead of a vehicle knocking you down, they’ll somersault over you. If by chance a speeding vehicle almost knocked you while twerking in the middle of the highway, and you happen to escape getting knocked-down to death by the whiskers, they’ll remark “Don’t mind the bastard driver, he was hating on your ass cos he can’t twerk better than you, doesn’t he know this is a public road?

They may not necessarily lambaste you or show any sign of criticism or disaffection towards you, but meanwhile, the demon is deep buried in their belly, awaiting unleash.
These kinds of haters are very dangerous. If you have an avowed outside enemy, they are the ones that’ll sell-out to them for a pittance and then ask them to keep the change.

Their demons and symptoms gets to be revealed sometime when they display a sudden or strange moodiness around you in the form of silence, distance or maybe a sudden enrage over a very trivial matter of a pipsqueak weight, that under no natural circumstance should warrant such aggravation or outburst of paroxysm. During such outbursts, to spot the passive hater, it is of my counsel that rather than avoid the outburst, it is necessary to press further, for the passive hater meets her moment of truth under circumstances when he/she is under intense irritability from her object of irritation. Most people unknown to them do wonder why certain friends at a time suddenly went on an unnecessary outburst at them over nothing (that is if truly you were not at fault). In a innocent and unsuspecting spirit of friendship, many people do rush to soothe the friend or avoid nasty or unwarranted drama or confrontations, by keeping calm or wondering in awe what manner of irritation befell their friend(s) in a short moment. Unknown to them, they allow a moment of revelation pass them by, and that way the passive hater survives yet another chance into longevity.

Here is an example of a little scenery of what I mean:
Your friend, or whoever has been acting somewhat strange (particularly towards you). You ignore such behavior thinking it’s just one of those days a person do not get to wake-up on the right-side of the bed. Then somehow, you ask her for biro, she responds, saying she is using it when actually she is not using it. Then you ask her whether anything is wrong, she barely waits for you to finish the inquiry to echo “I’m fine. I’m using the biro”. You look away and ignore. Then probably out of chance of mistake you stepped on her beautiful pair of shoes, and to your puzzle, she immediately erupts like an over-ripe volcano. As a good friend you’ll be shocked to see her mad at you at something that simple (which is normally not characteristic of her to act that way), you may quickly try to pacify her, while at the same time wondering what the heck is going on with her. If this opportunity passes you without getting her to reveal her stuff, maybe the next day, she’ll come apologizing over the way she acted previously or she may default to her usual state.
What you should do is this: if your friend is acting one of a kind and then suddenly erupts over the shoe, rather than pacify her, press her. Make remarks like “you’re talking to me this way cos of this stupid shoes of yours?” Or, rather than apologize you can do something more annoying like laugh, giggle or play down on her anger just to irritate her the more. When the build-up of irritation is beyond her pretense or zip-up, she’ll unleash the dragon and say what’s on her mind about you. She might say something like this: “You call my shoes stupid because you think you dress better than everyone else?” “All the time you think the world revolves around you, or you’re like you’re on top of the world” or just anything that may reveal their true irritation towards you. Rather than get angry or respond impulsively to the situation, which may lead to a physical brawl, I owe it to great prudence to withhold such and allow the masquerade dance. Once you’ve destabilized the individual, continue to pester with the vice used; be it giggle, sarcasm, laughter or some antagonizing phrase, and then pause to listen and watch him/her continue to throw-up what has been long buried inside her.

In many cases, the passive hater will regurgitate past invents and long forgotten activities. They may even refer to matters that are not even connected to the subject matter. For an example, if he or she was mad at you for stepping on their shoes, while in the process of revealing their hatred, they may talk about your family members, your car, grade, business, or anything just about unconnected with the issue at hand. Many times they’ll attack your weakest link or bring-out an err you’re guilty of and a misdemeanor you’ve committed in the past. For example if you’re a female and have done an abortion which the passive hater is aware of, in the course of her irritation and moment of truth she is likely to use it against you as a reminder that her shoes do not abortion like you or something really hurtful she knows of you like your past and present relationships, sex escapades, family discrepancy, physical challenge, business woes, your personal fear and just about anything that might be damaging to your psyche or reputation. That is how passive haters get unveiled.

REVERSAL OF PERSPECTIVE: it should be noted that not every friend that acts suddenly angry or moody is a passive hater. Some people do have mood swings and if in the moment of their moodiness you step on them they may act in a very surprising ways that is alien to their characteristic repertoire. This does not mean they are haters or hating on you nor have things button-up their sleeves against you. Also many people may tend to keep distances from a friend based on many reasons which may not include hatred or jealousy on the said friend. People change, friendships gets expired, humans naturally get bored over-time. There are certain people that are in a habit of changing friends from time to time and whenever a certain friendship ceases to be interesting or profitable to them, they may get off the boat to another, this does not mean they were concealed of hatred on the former friendship or any reason whatsoever, it is simply their nature.
This is not say that friends do not have brawls neither do friends not criticize the each other. As a matter of fact true friends would tell you the RAW truth and their honest opinion in
any matter. But the passive hater is one who in a moment of anguish or petty demur goes on the fishing of things to destroy the psyche and reputation of his/her friend. No true friend does that; no true friend advertently or inadvertently seeks to derail and demean the psyche, security, confidence and reputation of a friend and this is what is revealed of the passive hater in moments of anguish and irritation.



Many people are of the view that haters or a hater is one who is doing dismally and unsuccessfully, and because of his failure jinx, he indirectly transfers his aggression of retrogression on individuals who are living contrary to their voodoo predicament.

In order words a hater is one who looks whimsically and vexatiously upon any object be it an individual, group, idea, project that is living and exercising a reality he can only wish for. This definition and view albeit of the popular new school urban thrift of lingua is often informally used to described one who is simply jealous of another.

Contrary to what most people think of a hater as one who is unsuccessful, poor, failing, low class, down-trodden, etc and hating on the progressive, rich, successful, happy, etc, this is in fact not entirely true. A hater can be a rich person, successful person, the perceived happy person, etc who equally envies the success and happiness of another, whether or not the person is doing any lesser successful than them. In order words a status of a hater is not determined or attained by one’s economic status, but rather by one’s mental state, social security and confidence. One may not be rich and will never hate on anyone who is richer, and one may be very rich and still hate on the other man who is not as rich as him. One may ask why would anyone who is rich hate on a poor -ass man? The answer to this question is not singular and the causes of such behavioral discomfort by one who has attain such status against one who is lesser in status to himself is ambiguous and sundry.

There are certain people who, due to psychological uneasiness develop insecurity when they see others doing happily even though they are doing even better than the people in question. Whether sadistic tendency or insecurity in psychological status of such persons are the root cause, but there exist many a great number of such individuals who do not want others to grow and be happy.

They want to be the only iroko tree in the forest, the only goat that is chewing the chord and the only lion that roars. They want to be the idol while others are mere dolls. Such individuals can have up to 30 cars, but when their neighbor, brother, or relative get just one car or a mere motorbike, they start developing malaise and nightmares over the pauper’s pot. These people are equally haters. These kinds of haters, when they see the little poor dude they hate on, they are usually in the business of displaying their affluence whether pretentiously or avowedly in anticipation that the individual will be aroused to bickering, sadness, low self-esteem and most importantly to acknowledge their affluence, hence worship. When the individual happens not to be concerned or moved about their gorilla chest-beating they resort the next move “MIMICRY”. They next thing they do is to point accusing fingers at the individual for hating on them and their success.

The hater is a dissatisfied and insatiable bigot. The only time a real hater is satisfied is when the individual or group or object they abhor is completely decimated to a point of no recovery. Only when their victim is completely eliminated and living their envisage of total pipsqueak, will they be at peace. There is no outside cure for haters; only haters can cure themselves. And the second best and judicious way of dealing with your haters is to totally avoid them and part ways with them and keeping great distance from them. But if he or she is a true hater don’t be surprised if they still snoop around on you trying to run an intel on your well-being. The first and effective way of dealing with a hater is ELIMINATION; however the understanding of the later method might be interpreted, that is entirely to your comprehension not mine.

Hating or haters are not merely created because of economical factor but rather is more or less of a psychological factors. It might be seen that a rich man who has many mistresses and girlfriends under his command will hate on another man who is not half his worth, solely on the grounds that the man is married to a woman he wishes to have his bed.

Haters are everywhere; they are not found wanting in any social organization and activities, be at work, family, government, interest groups, social functions, and just about anywhere and everywhere. In the office he could be a senior colleague who is insecure and hating on his junior worker merely on the grounds that the individual is competent, skilful, out-spoken and thus a threat to his office and positions. Also, a superior at work or in any organization might be hated by his team and co workers due to many reasons; it could be of pride, success, age (many times people are not at ease when someone younger them occupies a position of authority and command over them), background, feats, etc. People who tend to be very skilful and talented when so much admiration and panegyrics assigned to their work, talent, office et are more likely to attract haters in the same line, place and social enclave they function. In personal relationships and smaller social circles like friends and acquaintances it is very much abound, because different people with different mentality, psychology, understanding, temperaments are fused together. These individuals are often different internally even though they may share the same views, opinions, dreams and ambitions. Their internal differences is due to their sundry backgrounds, upbringing and orientations which turns out to determine their fears, insecurity, fantasies, hopes, envisage of things.
On the other hand, there are certain people that will never like you no matter what you may do; whether you’ve hurt them or not, whether you’re anymore skilful and successful than them. These kinds of haters I call them HATERS PENUMBRA.




WITCHES, WIZARDS, DEMONS: The Suffocation Of The Innocent and The Unpopular

Man boasts of himself as a superior animal because of his unequal sapient grey matter which other beasts do not possess. Much is said about the evolution of man from the earliest homonids through to the homo sapien, but very little of man’s character can be shown to truly possess these claims which would have completely separated him from his neighbors in the ecosystem.

While man stands tall in the chain of intelligentsia in the animal kingdom, his inherent beastly nature has survived through the timeline of Homo rhodesiensis till date. His cruelty, predatory instinct and jungle aggression is very much alive. Rather than die, they has evolved into superiority, compared to his contemporaries in the ecosystem.

The crave to conquer is intrinsic, as such, the myth of race and blood was born. And out of an exaggeration of boisterous impulse to rule over his fellow men, man bore the ignorance of the belief that whatever is eccentric and incomprehensible to his norm, belongs to the purgatory, so much that it led to invention of adjective like DEMONIC, SATANIC, WITCH, WIZARD, etc, just to name a handful.

On the issue of race and racism, this beastly instinct aroused the inanity of man, that is what led the White supremacist to assert that the blood of a negro is different from that of the blood of a Caucasian. this popular prejudice led the American red cross to declare that the blood of a Negro should not be transfused to the white patient. After so much battling, such myth was dismissed by physiologist that there is no disparity between the blood of the Negro and the Caucasian, and such twaddle was reduced to to near comatose.

Still in his ignorance, man was led to assume that certain illnesses were related to DEMON POSSESSION, among this included epilepsy, other forms of seizures and all mental illnesses. People who suffered mental illnesses were believed to be tormented by evil spirits, so much so that the idea that if the patient was tortured so horribly, the demon tormenting him will flee was born. King George III suffered a great a torment of this idea to no fruition.

The Inane superstitious revelry of man has refused to die despite in this age of great scientific exploits and knowledge, such that this Son Of David right here has equally been a victim of such vacuous cluelessness of a relative and was labelled a WIZARD, OCCULTIST, etc, and the reason was rather a great comic to me instead of an aggression. For I sympathize with the superstition of the mediocre, for I was once in the echelon through childhood programming.

Amongst the several curate’s egg that is common in man; insecure, fearful, selfish and egotistic are leading the creature’s top adjectives. The insecurity of man in his ignorance has led man to create brands for things and phenomenon that is beyond his comprehension as DEMONIC, WITCHCRAFT, SATANIC, etc.

In the 15th to 17th century in Europe, haggard-looking women and especially when they appear to be tortured by the ill-favoured looks that accompanies old age, were often tagged witches. The old and the frail were not alone in this victimization, the woman who were unlucky to be gifted with least of the mirror admiration were joined in this unleash on witch-hunting. In some cases the suspects were tied and dropped into a well, if they float, they are not guilty of witchcraft and if they don’t, they’re burned at stake or fed to the gallows.

One may argue this was the mentality of the uncivilized in the age of primitivism. That is correct, but in a candid way, this particular stupidity and ignorance of men has equally evolved alongside the timeline of history into today’s so called civilization, which I’ll tame as THE CIVILIZATION OF STUPIDITY AND IGNORANCE.

While I may not speak in good knowledge of authority of the happenstance of other regions and geographical landmass, but in my African region, the superstition of DEMONS, WITCHCRAFT is a living reality. Unlike the 15th century zealots who mainly targeted the old, the innocent and harmless kids are now the witches and wizards. Child-witchcraft begets child abuse and child torture. Children, mainly from the poor background are being lined-up in churches and worship centers for confessions and exorcism.

People have suffered so much in the hands of this incubus called ignorance which is chiefly administered by religion. Yours sincerely, has been labeled a wizard, occultists and a portentous ritualist by extended relatives and one time friends simply because the mind of the mediocre which has refused to be opened to recognize substance from superstition and art from fart. When man doesn’t understand a thing he either demonizes it or creates his version of reason which falls short of scientific explanation and thus, the birth of superstitions. This is not new and it will never cease to happen, and this trend led Albert Einstein to echo “GREAT MINDS HAD ALWAYS MET VIOLENT OPPOSITION FROM THE MEDIOCRE”. The curse of having a reasonable mind is that you’ll be inundated with paroxysm of the mediocre who are mostly in large population.



XXX RATED: The Atheist’s Gospel of Salvation (18+)

Body like a stallion, hips of a hourglass, staring firmly into me was an erect breast that was too difficult to ignore like an Al-Qaeda threat. Her grace echoed like a rush of wild buffaloes, so much that she was commanded an epicurean awe which inspired imaginations of a late-night scenery under the covers. She was awesome! No she was not! She was alluring; no that’s not the word! She looked like 5 times of a Rothschild and a dozen Bill Gates in the flesh!

Like bribery to a Nigerian police, she was just too irresistible for this Son of David right here to snub. “Hello how are you doing?” I approached the damsel with the humility of saints. “I knew you were coming my way”, she responded with the smile of the heavens which almost sent semen rushing down my pipe hole.

Contacts were traded. From contacts to acquaintance and from acquaintance we ended in the sheets. The feeling was mutual so we “69”; she gave me so much head I earned an extra IQ. Sex was the bomb even neighbors be wondering if our bedroom was a military site. Hot sex all night and we be steaming in 100 degrees Celsius, and like rain, when she came she poured. I did her so good! I hit it so good and I earned an Oscar. That pussy real good, called it PUSSYWOOD.

She loves me like a brother, treats me like her baby, and sticks to me like a wedding ring. I treat her like my religion; I’m her religitard. We are in love and we are inseparable. Unlike my ex, she doesn’t lie to me, she won’t feed me with tales and her pussy gets tighter daily. I go nowhere without her, we live together and we are never gonna divorce. Ever since she came knocking on my door, my ex and bullshits left through the back the door.

I can’t go anywhere without her. She is my counsel, my comfort, my consigliere, my partner, my lover and my God. She is simply “COMMON SENSE” or “REASON”, and if you’re still dating my EX “RELIGION AND DOGMAS”, you need one; accept REASON TODAY!


When some frenzy religitards walk-up to unbelievers and atheists to warn them of a portentous repercussion and vengeance from their imaginary partner in the sky, they have no idea what a goof and goon they make of their skyddaddy and their mentality.

God(s) are simply a manifestation of the alter-ego of men. You can tell a lot about an individual when he/she talks about or describes whatever he/she deems fit as the repertoire of a so called God. When an individual walks up to warn an unbeliever about the wrath of his God, he has indirectly expressed the irritation of his/her alter-ego (which he/she terms as a God) and to further satiate his dissonance and irritation with pious hope of retribution of his/her malaise caused the unbeliever the individual manifests his/her irritation in the form a portentous vengeance from God.

Albeit his God is chimera but if it were to be excused briefly that he is no phantasm, if as a believer, you are of the cognitive envisage that some God will abandon feeding starving kids in Somalia or relegate a duty of helping the famine struck Niger and Mali because they are not important, but rather choose to flex his sinewy jugular of ominess on an atheist or unbeliever like this Son of David right here who is merely putting his harmless wits and mortal skepticism to foreplay, then such a God or deity is an omnicoward, speaking in euphemism.

Yes, God is an Omnicoward! If this is coming as a shocking rhema to you as a Judeo-Christian-Islam adherent let me remind you briefly:

Isn’t your ominipotent God the Omnidude who refused to killed his arch-enemy “Satan” but rather in a failed coup d’ etat he threw the devil to roam the earth whom y’all blame for all misdemeanors ranging from broken kitchen plates, rape, broken homes and human stupidity. But that same God in the old testament was apt to strike a man who out of empathy and sense of responsibility wanted to prevent the ark of covenant from falling. The sensible reason he struck the guilty man was because the dude was not a “Levite”.

In yet another case where his arch-enemy came before him in the presence of his many sons as described in the Christian text of the book Job, rather than strike the evil being, he went into a social gamble and politicking over the life of Job. But at a certain time he killed a man called Herod because he called himself “God”, but we know he’ll never do anything to this Satan dude no matter how many times he calls himself God.

If as a Nigerian Christian you think that your God who didn’t protect his worshipers in his temple from the boko haram terrorists, will suddenly develop muscles to strike a harmless atheist whose sole desire is the peaceful coexistence of mankind, then that God of yours is an OMNICOWARD! He hasn’t and will not kill boko haram’s Shekau and all the corrupt politicians and pastorprenurs who extort people of their money with his name, but you say, he’ll strike me or any other unbeliever, because my case is very peculiar and a greater turpitude than the former, that God of yours is a COWARD!

And if a Muslim religitard you think that it is your duty to kill and drop bombs for your turban-wearing Allah, then that Allah of yours is an armless cripple that is the reason you have to bail him out of his physical disability. If you claim he is not physically challenge and yet you jihadize for him, it still means he is Coward par excellence, for he hides in his desert heaven with virgins while you do the dirty job for him.

God is an alter-ego of man; once you see a religious man you’ve seen his God. The violent man begets a violent god, the humble man begets a humble god, a boisterous man begets a proud and boastful God, an intelligent man oozes an intelligent God (in the case of the pantheists) and dumb-ass man will propagate a dumb-ass God.


Culled from “Deities and fantasies” by Imoh Son of David