The Book Of Moses.

My First Experience.

I came across this book online in 2015; I started reading it, especially the names and invocations there. I noticed the atmosphere around me changed, there was this sweet fume in my room. After a while, my phone went white-blank. I restarted the phone, returned back to the website and continue reading.

Seconds later I noticed my eyes closed itself. I found that to be stranged. But I kept reading. Then the words on the phone screen became blur, my eyes started to hurt. If I shut my eyes, I would be OK, but the moment I opened it I would start feeling discomfort. I couldn’t read anything on the screen anymore, I hardly see the phone itself, that’s when I put the phone aside.

To cut the story short…
I had a dream that night. I saw a white man in a native attire, with full white beard. I greeted him. He was smiling. And the surprising and confusing part was that he didn’t speak English, but my mother tongue. That shocked me even more, like, ‘ wow a white man so fluent in Yoruba language’.

Him: You called me…here I am. What do you want?
I was surprised, and thoughts within me: “How dare me call for an elderly man like this”. He smiled again.

Him: John…I am here, what do you want?
Me: How do you know my name?

He laughed this time, not much. And said…
“Tell me what you want; Father sent me.”
Me: I’m sorry, I don’t know you or your father. And I didn’t sent for you. I won’t dare summon an elderly man to come to me, I would go instead.

He laughed more.
Him: Are you not John Omowa?
Me: I am. How would you know my full name?
Him: Father sent me, John. Tell me what you want. There is something in your mind, say it.
Me: How can I trust you?
Him: (laughed again) That is not necessary, just say what you want.
Me: I’m sorry, I can’t trust you. I won’t say anything.
Him: OK. I’m leaving…
Me: I apologize for disturbing you. I didn’t mean to call you if it appears that I called you. I won’t dare disturb an elder.

He looked at me and smiled big…
Him: I’m leaving, John…

I didn’t see a horse before, but I suddenly saw him standing near a horse. His clothes changed to a white garment, somewhat bright. I was there looking at him and wondering ‘Who he is? How I got to call an elderly man. A white man speaking my mother tongue so fluent, how come!’

Him: John, we would meet again.
Me: No sir, no need. Don’t bother, I won’t disturb you…
Him: I know we will meet again. I’m sure we will meet again.

I was trying to escape those words but he is so sure of what he was saying. I saw him brought out big white wings. That’s eye catching…and then he flew. I was about to run to him…Ohh an Angel…then I woke up.

With this experience I showed more interest in the book. After 2 years of research, and lots of money spent, I finally came across an original copy of the book in the year 2017.

So the adventure begins.