Anthony E. Edjenuwa

@Iyoaiye_ And after writing all of these, do you think you are smart and very educated? So your intuition can’t help detect something real and not real? You wrote a whole epistle to defend nonsense.

WHY YOU CAN'T LEAK TINUBU'S CALLS OR VOICE NOTES: UNDERSTANDING THE LEVEL OF SECURITY AROUND A PRESIDENT. I am writing this post for all who just believe anything on social media. And I would like you to help me SHARE this post. People asking “why can’t Tinubu’s private audio calls just leak?” clearly don’t understand how presidential security works globally. A sitting President is not an ordinary politician with an iPhone and MTN line. The moment you become Commander-in-Chief, your entire communication ecosystem changes. In America, the President travels with the White House: - Communications Agency (WHCA), - military encryption teams, - satellite systems, - mobile command centers, - Anti-jamming technology and secure communication bunkers. Air Force One alone has over 80 secure communication systems and is designed to function as a flying war room during nuclear emergencies. That is why U.S. Presidents can literally command military operations from the sky. The aircraft itself is hardened against electromagnetic attacks and nuclear EMPs. Calls are routed through encrypted military networks, not normal telecom systems. Now imagine Nigeria’s President. Do people seriously think Tinubu discusses state secrets on ordinary WhatsApp calls like a local government chairman? The President of Nigeria is protected by: - DSS electronic intelligence units - Military Signals Corps - Presidential Air Fleet secure systems - NSA cyber intelligence teams - Anti-surveillance protocols - Signal interception countermeasures - Rotating secure devices - Multiple encrypted communication layers Even his movements are classified until the last minute. He doesn't just ride in any vehicle. Didn't you notice that as he's in Lagos now, they're driving him in his official vehicle? The Air Force flew that vehicle and a few others from Abuja to Lagos. Why? Because of the security capabilities in it. That's for vehicles o.. Imagine his calls? Most presidential calls worldwide are routed through heavily encrypted government-controlled systems, not commercial lines. That is why real leaks are extremely rare. And when leaks happen globally, they usually come from: insiders, hacked aides, unofficial apps, human error, NOT because someone “recorded the President’s normal call or voice notes.” Look at what happened recently in America when officials improperly used apps like Signal and unsecured devices. Intelligence experts immediately panicked because senior leaders are expected to use hardened government systems, not commercial apps. That alone tells you the level of security expected around heads of state. People underestimate the scale of presidential protection. When Tinubu travels: Advance teams move ahead days earlier, Airspace is monitored. Communications are secured. Electronic sweeps are conducted. Convoy routes can change instantly and multiple agencies coordinate simultaneously. Even in the 1960s and 1970s, U.S. presidential aircraft already used secure voice scrambling technology. Today’s systems are exponentially more advanced. This is why serious nations invest billions into executive protection infrastructure. The President is not just a politician. He is a moving national command center. Many Nigerians still think governance operates like gossip blogs and TikTok live sessions. Omo make una open eyes o. It doesn’t work that way. Ugoji Maximillian.

These past few days will be better. They have forced me to think clearly. One of the most damaging things a person can do is surrender their judgment to other people’s opinions. When you stop listening to your own conscience and start living by what others say, you slowly lose ownership of your life. Not everyone who speaks confidently knows better. Not every opinion carries wisdom. Many people project their fears, limits, and unresolved lives onto others and call it advice. Reflection has taught me this. When you let external voices dictate your choices, you also inherit their regrets. Decisions delayed or abandoned because of what others said often return later as questions you can’t undo. Growth requires personal responsibility. Discernment means thinking for yourself. Guidance can help, but blind acceptance destroys direction. These past few days have made it clear. A life lived by consensus is rarely a life lived fully. At some point, you must stand on your own understanding and move forward. 👽

I lost someone very close to me, not to time or destiny, but to superstition. That loss forced me into deep self reflection. Faith is meant to strengthen the heart, not weaken the mind. True faith invites understanding, patience, and courage. Superstition thrives where fear replaces trust and where uncertainty is mistaken for spiritual direction. Nature moves according to time and purpose. Life unfolds because existence was designed to move forward. We did not create life, and we cannot control it through signs, omens, or rituals. Even Jesus never taught fear of omens. He spoke honestly about suffering, perseverance, and hope. He reminded us that the road would not be easy, but that faith means holding on, not retreating in fear. Superstition pulls people away from growth. It delays decisions, distorts judgment, and leaves regret behind. I have seen the cost personally. This is not an attack on belief. It is a call to reflection. Faith should open our eyes, not close them. It should guide us toward wisdom, not away from it. I share this in hope that someone pauses, reflects, and chooses clarity before fear takes something precious away. 👽

Someone once asked me, "Who hurt you?" and without hesitation, I replied, "My own expectations." It wasn't someone else's actions that cut the deepest but it was the hopes I held too tightly, the silent assumptions I mistook for guarantees. I built stories in my mind, crafted futures from words unspoken, and gave weight to possibilities that were never promised. And when reality didn't match the picture I painted, it wasn't betrayal that broke me. It was the shattering of the illusions I clung to. Expectations have a quiet way of wounding us from the inside out. They're born from dreams, from longing, from wanting something so deeply that we forget to leave room for life to unfold as it truly is. I thought I was being hopeful, optimistic even-but really, I was setting myself up for disappointment by believing people would think, act, or love the way I imagined they would just because I am a good person and I cared so much. But in the end, it wasn't their failure to meet those expectations that hurt me, it was my own refusal to let go of them. 👽

The most brilliant people don't chase money. They don't chase goals. They only chase themselves. They are in relentless pursuit of the version of them that can't be faked; the one with nothing left to prove and nothing left to hide. While the world sprints after milestones, they move toward what pulls at their soul. They study their fears. They push their edges. They strip away every borrowed belief until all that's left is what's undeniably theirs. And the irony? By the time they meet themselves fully, everything else is already orbiting them. They follow their brilliance until they become the blueprint. 👽

Before 2025 ends, I want to pause... and say thank you. Thank you to the people who stayed...even when I didn't know how to ask ... Thank you for checking on me during the days I went quiet, when I didn't have the strength to explain what I was feeling. Thank you for seeing through my "''m fine" and still choosing to sit with me, to listen, to care. Thank you to the ones who gently pushed me to keep trying when I felt unsure of myself. When I doubted my worth, my pace, my journey...you reminded me that moving slowly is still moving. You may never know how much your presence meant to me. How one message, one call, one small reminder kept me going... If I made it through this year, it's not just because I was strong it's because I had good souls around me. And for that... I am forever grateful.

Life will surprise you. If there's anything I've learned, it's that life is full of surprises. Both the good kind and the not so good kind. You can be having the best year of your life and then it can throw you the biggest curve ball you've ever encountered. Or it can be quite the opposite 😔 you can be experiencing a really difficult season and life can throw something your way that encourages you to keep going. My point is, whatever you are going through right now is only temporary. So if life is tough for you right now, remember that at any moment that can change. And if life right now is going your way, just appreciate this time and the way you feel. Because when you think about it, there really is no way to know what is ahead of you, both the good and the bad, so you must take each day as it comes 👽

Don't give up, okay? There is something so beautiful waiting for you. There are kind souls waiting to meet you. There are special experiences waiting to be shared with you. But you have to have the courage to find it. You have to have the strength to get through this day and the one after that. You have to open your heart to see all the beautiful reminders that love still exists in this world, no matter how small or hidden they may seem right now. Because no matter how you feel right now, there are still people who love you. No matter how you feel right now, there are still people who care about you and people who want the best for you. There are people who are in your corner, just waiting for you to see how much you deserve, and waiting for you to finally be in your corner too 👽

I met the emptiest version of me this year. The one who forgot how to shine. The one who smiled through the ache just to survive the day. I lost the parts of me that once felt alive. My spark. My rhythm. My peace. And now, it's just noise - loud thoughts, quiet pain, and a heart that keeps breaking in the same place. But maybe it's not about being okay. Maybe it's about breathing through the hurt. About waking up anyway. About whispering, with shaky hands and tired eyes, "I am still here." Because that - that's strength. That's healing. That's hope wearing scars. And even when it feels like the world moved on without you - you're not behind. You're rebuilding. One heartbeat at a time. 👽

These past few days, I learned that grief and gratitude can coexist. That I can feel my heart crack down the middle and be thankful for the pain because it means that I've lived fully and loved deeply-that I didn't hide from life but instead chose to pour my whole self into the act of beautiful, hard, messy living. I learned that I can love the life I have now while still taking time to grieve the paths I didn't walk. The lives I didn't get to live. The people who are no longer travelling this path beside me. The visions of a future I once had that can no longer be. I learned that so many times in life, we don't know that the last time we do something is going to be the last. That it often sneaks up on us unexpectedly. And that while we can't prevent the lasts, we can love what we have now while it's still here just a little bit more. This year, I learned that my heart can handle so much more than I ever gave it credit for. That it's soft but mighty. That it's far stronger than I ever realized-stronger than I even know now. And while I sometimes wish it didn't have to be so strong, I'm grateful for this beating heart for always reminding me that I'm still here. Still breathing. I'm grateful for its gentle wisdom and soft nudges. And most of all, I'm grateful that in the joy and the pain, the hope and the heartache, it knows love. 👽

It's okay to feel lost in your 20s, not knowing what to do or where to go next. You're not meant to have everything figured out. Your 20s are meant for making mistakes, changing direction, and discovering who you truly are. It's a time for falling in and out of love, finding your tribe, and exploring life. It's about getting so lost that you have no choice but to truly get to know yourself. It's about experiencing different jobs, moving on from them, and mending your own heart when it breaks. It's learning to be comfortable with the uncomfortable. It's realising that even the emptiness you feel is temporary, and that's okay. Please don't put so much pressure on yourself to have it all figured out right now. Learn to love everything about yourself, and I promise you will find your way. Let your experiences shape you into the person you re meant to be, because they will open up so many possibilities for you. Your 20s are supposed to be messy-embrace that, and learn to be okay with not knowing what comes next. Just be where your feet are. 👽

You won't find your peace or freedom in other people. Stop searching for pieces of yourself in others, thinking they can understand or heal you. The love you seek from everyone else will only cause you to lose sight of who you truly are. Please don't neglect your own heart just to be seen, loved, or adored by the wrong people. No one should have the power to control your heart or shatter your peace. Once you realise the importance of becoming your own friend, you'll never again give anyone the chance to break you. The person you become when you're alone is truly magical-go and discover it. ~ Kate Brownly

We don’t talk about it often, but choosing to hold on and heal instead of letting yourself wither away is an incredibly brave thing to do. And often the hardest, too. No one really speaks about how painful it is to show that kind of strength, especially when every part of your mind and body is screaming at you to give up. You’ve been hurt, disappointed, lonely, betrayed. You rarely felt safe around the very people who were meant to love you. You suffered more than anyone should ever have to. And yet….. You chose kindness, you didn’t want others to see the world cruel side. You offered warmth and light. Even when every broken pieces of your heart kept piercing your soul. You kept going, not just for yourself, but so someone else wouldn’t have to go through the same pain. While some people drag others down with them, you’ve been quietly fighting for yourself and for those around you. So if you ever think you are a waste of space, take a moment to look within. See the courage it took to become who you are, see the battles you fought, see the love you’ve chosen again and again. Your goodness is needed here, You are needed here. 👽

After reading different books, I took poetry too then I get to realise that: The people who care the most about you are often the ones who can hurt you the most. Not because they mean to, but because they got in. They reach places where no-one else could. They gave you what you’ve been looking for. But life happens. Fear creeps in. People mess up. They run. They shut down. They say things they don’t mean, or stay silent when it matters the most. And suddenly you’re left holding the weight of unanswered questions, wondering if it ever meant anything at all. My dear, it did. They cared, and maybe they still do. But now you’ve just got to find out if they belong in your life. The ones who want to stay will show up. The ones who don’t will fade. And even though that fading hurts, it also tells you the truth 👽

To anyone fighting a battle no one knows about: You are allowed to fail. You are allowed to start again from scratch. You are allowed to try over and over. You are allowed to struggle. No path is ever a perfectly straight line. Your path is meant to wind and twist, and turn in directions you never expected. It is meant to bring you, unexpected highs and lows that makes you stronger. You do not need to have it all figured out right now. You only need to keep taking the next step, just one at a time, because in time, you will get to where you are meant to go. God is with you 👽

I woke to a room full of people who looked exactly like me, a thousand faces all wearing my own. Each one stared, silent waiting until slowly they began to bow. I was confused so I asked one, why? Why do you bow to me? He looked up and said “Because you are the one who changes everything. You are the version of us, that finally breaks the circle”

The most important conversation you will ever have is the one with yourself each day. Because that voice, the one no one else hears… shapes everything you do. It decides whether you give up or keep going, and whether you shrink or rise when you are faced with challenges and setbacks. You can speak to yourself in ways that drain your energy or in ways that give you energy. You can be your own harshest critic or your greatest source of encouragement. You can let fear narrate your story or you can let faith do the talking. Truth is; Your outer world is a reflection of your inner dialogue, so pay attention to the words you use when talking to yourself, because the moment you change that inner conversation, everything around you begins to change too. And finally, my dearest, learn to keep your thoughts positive at all times 👽

How true it was when Franz Kafka said, I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party, and I showed up every day wearing my real face. Because honestly, that's how it feels sometimes, everyone is pretending to be confident, perfect and untouchable but there you are showing up being honest, thinking this is exactly what people wanted. But then you realised being real makes people uncomfortable, so you start to dim it down a little, whereby you smile more, say less and try to fit into rooms that were never meant for you just because you want to prove that you belong, and truly maybe it worked for you for a while then later on the mask starts to feel heavy, you start missing your true self and that's when it hits you. My dearest you are not wrong for showing up being real, you are just brave. You are one of the few who still remember who they are underneath the costume. Just learn to stop shrinking yourself to fit old expectations. Even when things tilt a bit, you still return to who you are meant to be. That steady inner alignment is the real win. 👽

Reminiscing about how I spent so much of my life trying to fit into shapes that were never mine, studying people and measuring myself against them, trying to copy whatever it was that made them adored, respected and wanted. But the more I tried to become someone else, the more I poisoned my view of myself. Jealousy, envy and self-doubt became my friends, the bond they share grows so fast that they make you forget who you are, but somewhere along the way I realised something simple, “I can't be them and they can't be me”. All this time I was so busy looking at what other people’s gifts were, that I overlooked the fact that people already valued mine, this blinded me from seeing the ones that appreciated my presence, my voice and my energy and the things only I can offer, I also learnt that there is no competition when everyone is meant to shine differently but trying to outrun someone else’s shadow will only make you lose your own light. Life becomes so much lighter, so much more peaceful when you choose to honour the person you were born to be instead of chasing the reflection of someone else 👽

I owe myself an apology for all the times I put others first and left myself behind. For staying quiet when I had so much to say. For doubting my worth and settling for less than I deserved. I'm sorry for being so hard on myself, for not resting when I was tired, and for pretending to be okay when I wasn't. I didn't know better, but now I do. I'm learning to treat myself with the same kindness I give to everyone else.