My Encounter With Local Charms And Sorcerers.

A true life story.......

When masquerades dance many spectators will hail and dance in celebration of the great shows...

This shows  may last for some minute, while others may tarries for hours, but the shows does not last for ever.

My encounter with sorcerers and charmers, the whole story started when I newly began my life as an hustler and streets warrior at the early days of Lagos thugs. 

*Hooliganism and thugs ness are free will and a choice of heart, the kind of life and choice of friend you desire will determines the type of life you will live.*

However, seeing the kind of life am into and the environment am living, every average person like me, will always need an extra ordinary myth to protect itself from danger and death. I started my life with the choice an environment I met myself in the hard street of Lagos. 

The story of sorceries began when I met one of my late friend Akin,who introduced me to his sorcerer father(baba lawo) in  Ogun state, a popular town known as Ayetoro. Where I met my sorcerer lord, the story am sharing now may sound fictional or sweetened but countless people have been victimized and made prey during my foolishness.

I know many of you would have heard about touch and follow (amudo), hit and dry(ban te), and general doggedness(owo and eru). All these names might sound common but they are  charms applied by me in my follies.

My story will inspired  those young ladies who love moving around with attractive attires and nudities. During my time with my sorcerer father(baba LA WO) I have various cupboard with different species of charms. I can remember when I was incarnated into a full blooded sorcerer,  back then when I was still living with my parent. My friend Akin  who was the son of sorcerer lords took me to his father to be incarnated, the process of confraternity went through for seven days. I was told to buy the ingredients for cleansing and incarnated, I told my mother I was going for youth camp.

I was camped inside a lone room with sorcerer equipment,where my humanity was wash away with omi iyemeja(osun stream water). I was directed to sleep on a drew lines circle around the rooms, with a great restrictions. I Was told never to go out side till the seventh day, everyday I always feeling the instinct of spirit possessing my body. Immediately I left the shrine I was no longer human the feeling to kill or destroy become my only desire. There are two differences between Agbero(thugs) and omo I ta( hoodlums). Thugs when  they committed atrocities can be easily apprehended but for us hoodlums, we have no house, no families. 

We moved from one junction to junction collecting money illegally, I was very rich and famous. 

The power I possess is my controller, I am fearless come to think of any great atrocity you can ever imagine.

 I would commit an offence yet my face would be mistaken for others, many people have been victims for my offences. To the extent my followers calls me ko si iku lo ju e( no death in his eye) I was the second man to my sorcerer father son akin, we were connected in blood even till now is death still grieves me.

Likewise, talking about fame, money, and  girls. I don't need to approach you all I need to do is come in contact with you. I slept with any girls including my friends girl, who looks very attractive and seductive to me. They are made  prey for the gods all what I need only is  go inside my Waldrop  pick my ring, I don't have to speak with you if only the edge of my cloth would touch you. What ever I say is your command what I ever I do you must do. 

*I slept with countless girls I dealt with many guys that crosses my path.*

Moreover, despite the danger in using those sorceries my life and my whole was dedicated to sorceries. I told my sorcerer I don't want incision so no one would suspect me, all my beautiful rings neckless were powerfully equipped with charms. To the extent i needed to go far away to my relatives, so it would not have reactions on them.

One dreadful thing is that my powerful (ban te) was connected to my blood and soul, so its dries my blood from time to time the state of my heart during usage will determined. The strong reaction on culprits, the use of (amu do) is also one  satanic charms with powerful precautions. You most not pick it with your left hand unless you run mad instantly, you most not work under an hang cloths most especially clothes that belonged to a lady. So during my naive ness I was very cautious of foods I eat I dare not eat okro.

More so, one funny aspect of all this charms is that my sorcerer Lords does not take money from me. They would only tell me to use them and come back and pay homage to the gods( irumole). That was  all I do from time to time, I will travel to Ogun state to renew my charms, yearly or depending on the reactions of the charms.

I can not vividly forget the story of the a street hawker, who visited my house to hawk her mother's groundnut. While she was selling her market I asked I her name she responded calmly, I told my friends secretly I will sleep with her, they thought it was a joke she left. But immediately I went inside I called her name repeatedly, in few minute time she rush inside my room without showing her my door. My friends where scared and amazed, she left unconsciousness without a single  signs.

Whoever grace has been predestined to shelter no matter how deep he or she might have gone. He will surly scape through.

After so many years of my follies, many ladies and culprit have been made prey. On a faithful pre salvage day my spirit felt I need to pay homage to my sorcerer lord(baba LA WO) I was thinking of what to buy in appreciation of all what baba has done for me. Then I thought of buying Baba a white China lace, a white dock, and a bottle of shinaps, i never new God was planning my deliverance from my dooms. 

The baba turn around in the front of the oracle saying Omo mi ( my son),who told you to buy me this, I replied unconsciously no one baba. Know baba replied and asked me a again ha ha omo mi( my son), who told you to buy me this I replied profusely no one baba... Baba turned around pick those things and said because you have made me happy and gotten this precious things I would tell the hidden precautions of all have done for you. 

I was dazed and drown the hairs on my skin instantly get erected. Baba however start asking me the name of those sorcerers he did for me,and how well and far have I used them. I told him have been using them well with great consciousness, he ask me how many times have I used amudo( touch and follow) I said,I can not count sir. Baba with loud exclamation haaaaa O LA ka (you can not count).. 

Omo mi because you have done this to me, I mean because of this precious gift you gifted me. I will tell you the forbidden words about the amudo (touch and follow), you see every single lady you sleep with the oracle ( irumole) would minus a year out of years you're to spend on earth. I collapse within me, God baba why didn't you tell me, he replied why would I you "shebi" you desire them. With deep and great fear in calmness of spirit, I left the place and went home to and reduce my usage of touch and follow. I refuse to attend any church activities for many years, but on a day on unexpectedly my mind once more told me to visit a church. That faithful day the pastor keep saying you are here with charms on you are sitting down looking at me, your charm will fail you. I became grievous and even wanting to slap the preacher on the pulpit, before I let the church annoyingly. 

I was feeling restless and deviant to stop the uses of my charms and sorceries. Its gave much joy and happiness. But when   the words of the preacher persist, I was forced to throw them away. I never regretted my life styles the only regret I have was the death of my blood.

Finally, ever since then I repented and  give my life to Christ and never go back to him. While grace saved me the guy that introduced me to sorcerers was killed in a street carnival, am living to share the testimony if not for God grace I would have gone by now.

By Alabi oluwatobi Olakunle (jesutobi)
Alabioluwatobi55@yahoo.com