Heading To Hult
Nigeria now is striving to have me believe that it is in all its entirety impossible for a forty-seven year old man to lay a clear demarcation between him and the irresponsible family he is said to have been born into, between him and the vile culture that brought forth this family, between him and the demented religion otherwise known as Christianity.
Thus, I am being told now that it is impossible for me to change the name on my international passport from that of my father to that which I officially and presently by law today bear. By nothing less than three officials of the Nigeria Immigration Service, I have been given the impression that only women are allowed by the Nigerian legal system to change the name on their international passports. As though I know not very closely at least one male acquaintance of mine — a former colleague — that has today changed his name officially from that of his father to that which he on his own part would like to bear.
That is Nigeria’s latest ploy. It’s next strategy in bringing to pass its intention of having all declare me a complete failure at the point of my death. It did not work out so well for the accursed nation when it sought to prevent me from having my ministry registered — by its declaring all sorts of ridiculous figures from N180,000 to N200,000 as the price of having a religious organisation registered; by its giving all manner of fictitious periods of time as the length of time it would take to get a religious organisation registered, from six months to even one entire year.
Unfortunately for the demented nation however, I was able to get FOUR non-profits including my ministry registered in the United Kingdom last year — all four within the space of one month, all four for the same sum it was being purported one single non-profit would cost in Nigeria, all four in a country of which I am not a citizen, all four by a country in which I have never stepped foot before; to prove the immense success that even an emasculated man as crippled as I am can be in a land where the system works.
But in Nigeria, the system definitely does not work. Thus, all manner of ridiculous figures from N200,000 to N220,000 to even half a million naira are presently being given as the cost of having my international passport reflect my present name. Thus, all manner of lengths are being given now as the period of time it will take to make the change on my passport — from four months to six months to even once again an entire year. And I have even been told by at least one official of the Nigeria Immigration Service that I’ll need the consent of my family! before I can get the name on my passport to reflect my present name — the consent of the very same family that has had a forty-seven year old man be given all the regard by society of a fourteen year old juvenile delinquent, for over twenty-one miserable years; the consent of the very same family that this forty-seven year old man will therefore like to be separated from. Not only obviously due to the fact that I was granted my admission into the Hult International Business School with my present name. But also even more obviously because of the number of identity thefts that definitely will be carried out with the name Ikoro Iyineleda, by fraudulent Nigeria; should I ever deign to even consider going back to the father’s name that I have began to detest.
And therefore, even yet another reason for prayers to be said on my behalf. That the wicked and diabolical powers of Christianity and of the Yoruba, along with the terribly fraudulent culture of Nigeria, may not succeed in either thwarting or in usurping the intention I have of being in the United States of America by the end of next year — to there study for an MBA degree at the Hult International Business School.
May The LORD grant me deliverance from the enemy.
- Ikoro Iyineleda; 9th of August, 2021.
