Adeleke Paul

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[FS YUSUF @FSYusuff]

We welcomed them when they arrived. We gave them shelter, food, friendship, taught them our language, and opened our homes to them. We treated them as neighbours.

This is how they pay back.

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

God abeg.

[Legalbrain @cephas_ezekiel]

@OurFavOnlineDoc This man was hosted in VI last year by South West Muslims to lecture them in Nigeria.

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@akins4tobey @samwellsg @OurFavOnlineDoc Please can you provide link to this video. I need it. 🙏

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@getonedosh I still haven't gotten my rewards

[Shahriq Khan @RealShahriqKhan]

When I was Muslim, this never made sense to me: How Muhammad reportedly received his first revelation.

According to Sahih al-Bukhari, Muhammad was alone in a cave when a being appeared, grabbed him, squeezed him repeatedly, and commanded him to read.

His reaction wasn't confidence.

It was fear.

He ran home terrified, convinced something supernatural had happened to him.

And that's where the story gets interesting.

His wife Khadijah took him to her cousin Waraqah, a Christian familiar with the Scriptures. After hearing the account, Waraqah reportedly identified it with the same source that came to Moses.

Think about that.

The Quran did not exist yet.

The framework being used to interpret Muhammad's experience came from the earlier Scriptures.

Then the revelations continued.

The reports describe intense physical experiences: sweating, trembling, hearing sounds, and periods of distress.

Whether you agree with Islam or not, these details raise important questions about the origin and nature of the experience.

Because when you compare it to the biblical accounts, many prophets receive clear callings rooted in God's prior revelation.

So the question becomes:

How should any claimed revelation be tested? By emotion? By experience? Or by the Scriptures that came before it?

For me, that question changed everything. Because one messenger points back to an empty tomb. The other points to a grave. 

That distinction matters.

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@ritkatmun Is this in Jos or another state?

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@JejeNiwaDon @Mr_Mercee Hate the Church all you want but back up your claim with receipts. I have never seen a Church preach intolerance both on and off camera in all my life. Bring receipts.

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

THE SEASONS OF LIFE.
Such a beautiful reminder that nothing lasts forever, both the good and the one that seems not so good, even us humans.

[Cedar You @our_decay]

The seasons from my bedroom window

[Kimi Regal @RegalKimi]

Africa is sleepwalking into a dangerous future. Social media monetisation has turned an entire generation away from skill, mastery and innovation. Everyone wants to be an influencer. Nobody wants to learn a craft, build anything, invent anything or develop expertise. Even students in engineering, medicine and law are choosing ring lights over real careers because the system rewards virality more than value.

And we have seen this movie before. Look closely at Black America. Their most celebrated paths became entertainment, music, comedy and sports. A powerful culture, yes, but not a powerful economy. Visibility without ownership. Fame without structural influence. Africa is drifting toward that same trap at full speed.

Meanwhile, countries like China, India, South Korea and Germany are producing engineers, technicians, inventors and manufacturers at scale. They reward innovation. We reward content creators. They build industries. We build followings. The future does not belong to the continent that dances the most, but to the one that creates, designs, engineers and produces.

If Africa continues to chase fame instead of skill, we will become a continent of performers with no producers, loud but not powerful, visible but not valuable. Entertainment can enrich individuals, but it cannot build nations. Only innovation can. Only expertise can. Only craftsmanship can.

We are running out of time to choose what kind of future we want: a viral continent or a visionary one. Only one leads to real power.

Kimi Regal

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@tman_musa @TheAmenReigns @emperocares @OfficialDSSNG So this level of stupidity still exists? Sad. 💔

[Tomori @otomporo8701]

@Flix68625032 @TheAmenReigns A sacrifice some fathers are willing to make.

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@bar_dictum @BasitOriola @BasitOriola

[Toby @TomolaGroup]

In 1977, a young pharmacist named Stella Okoli opened a tiny retail pharmacy called Emzor Chemists in Shomolu, Lagos with ₦5,000 in her pocket.

Named after her three children: Emeka, Uzoma and Edward.

For seven years, she sold drugs to neighbourhood customers.

Then in 1984, she had a bigger vision: to manufacture, not just sell.

To raise the money, she asked her father for permission to use his house as collateral. He said yes.

She secured a ₦100,000 loan from the bank. Pilot production began in 1985 with one product: Emzor Paracetamol.

Today, that same Emzor Paracetamol controls roughly 25% of Nigeria’s pain relief market.

Emzor Pharmaceuticals now produces over 140 products. It has factories in Sagamu, Richfield, and Ajao. It exports across Africa, Europe, and Asia.

Stella Okoli is now one of Nigeria’s most powerful industrialists.

It started with a ₦5,000 shop. And a father who believed enough to risk his own house.

Sometimes the loan that builds an empire isn’t from a bank. It’s from family.

[The Nigerian Farmer @Naija_farmers]

I’m not a hypocrite, and I’m not here to play politics. I’m just a man looking at the wreckage of his life over the last three years and asking: Where did we go wrong?
They promised us progress, but all I have tasted is a masterclass in suffering.

Look at the math, it doesn't lie. I used to buy fuel at ₦250 a litre. With just ₦3,000, I could feed my V6 engine, drive out to my farm, get the work done, and make it back home. Today? That same litre of petrol is ₦1,332. Yet, the market is frozen in time. A kilogram of live pig used to sell for ₦1,600 to ₦1,800. Three years of hyperinflation later, it’s still hovering at a pathetic ₦1,500 to ₦2,000.

The cost of producing has skyrocketed, but the value of my sweat has been cut to pieces.
And it’s not just my pockets they emptied; they took my peace of mind too. I used to ride my bike home from the farm at 9:00 PM, getting back to my family by 10 or 11 o'clock. Safe. Unbothered. Today? They no born me well to try that. Fear has locked us inside before the sun even goes down.

The ultimate mockery of it all? Look at my wall. I didn't sit around waiting for handouts. I did everything right. I graduated with a Second Class Upper, and I went back to get a Master of Science in Food and Sustainable Agriculture. I am literally trained to help feed this nation. But job? Don't make me laugh. There is absolutely nothing.

This isn’t PR. This isn’t a smear campaign. These are the bleeding facts of my everyday life.

The worst part isn’t even the hardship; it’s the coldness of it all. No sympathy. No accountability. We are drowning, and everyone is too busy defending the rubbish that is destroying us.

I am exhausted. I am broken. I am completely done.

[Angela Stanton King @theAuntieAngie]

21 years ago, I sat in a prison cell and learned I was pregnant.

Every sign pointed toward abortion. Every circumstance said this baby would never have a chance.

But I chose life.

I saw value in my daughter before anyone else could.

What I didn’t know was that her birth would help change laws in America. Fifteen years after I gave birth while chained to a hospital bed with a sheriff standing watch, that story reached the highest levels of government. And @POTUS granted me a full and unconditional pardon and signed legislation ending the shackling of women during childbirth in federal prisons.

Today, that same baby walked across the stage as a graduate of MIT.

From a prison birth to one of the most prestigious universities in the world.

Never let your circumstances determine someone’s worth.

There is value in life.

There is purpose in every child.

Go, baby. The world is yours. ❤️🎓
#MIT #Graduation #ChooseLife #Redemption #SecondChances #ValueInLife

[Omotola Obi @omotourlar]

The Nigeria God of anything goes.

Thank sir.

[Jude Bela @realJudebela]

Politicians who loot public funds should face firing squad. The family should be indebted to the state and be made to pay back every cent with interests. Failure to do so should lead to prison sentences for all beneficiaries of such looted funds.

The family should also be banned from public office for life.

We need to bring back shame to our society.

[•☆• @Isla_McKayx]

@LondonHatch We need to celebrate marriage more often that giving attention to divorce

[Adeleke Paul @VyncAdeleke]

@WilliamKemeuwa @skiiishim This is the funniest response. 😂