Hello everyone! what you see here is the product of the pieces of my

thoughts gathered together to find and recall the true meaning of my
MEMORY...Please, I love you all to leave your meaningful comments to help
improve my Blog and may be through your series of comments...I may eventually
find my TRUE MEMORY...Thanks!


You are welcome to my haven! I created this in the memory of my memories...I can only hope you will always hang on here as long as you can. But if you have to leave, I want you to please:

Listen to your heart
When it's calling for you
Coz I don't know where you are going
And I don't know why?
But listen to your heart
Before you turn and say...good-bye...

So that our sweetest memories can linger on as long as we live...

Monday, September 5, 2011


Straus Khan, International Conspiracy/Hypocrisy..Middle-East Crises, their making..African Catastrophe, their doing..Asian Paralysis, their prayers..Oil, Gold, Diamonds & Power, their sole interest..lies, deceptions, injustice, seductions, force & terror, their weapons..New World Order, their master plan..Human Mind & World Domination, their final goals & targets...is humanity still sleeping?...Goloba Adeola

"There is a worldwide conspiracy being orchestrated by an extremely powerful and influential group of genetically-related individuals (at least at the highest echelons) which include many of the world's wealthiest people, top political leaders, and corporate elite, as well as members of the so-called Black Nobility of Europe (dominated by the British Crown) whose goal is to create a One World (fascist) Government, stripped of nationalistic and regional boundaries, that is obedient to their agenda. Their intention is to effect complete and total control over every human being on the planet and to dramatically reduce the world's population by 5.5 Billion people. While the name New World Order is a term frequently used today when referring to this group, it's more useful to identify the principal organizations, institutions, and individuals who make up this vast interlocking spiderweb of elite conspirators...

The sheer magnitude and complex web of deceit surrounding the individuals and organizations involved in this conspiracy is mind boggling, even for the most astute among us. Most people react with disbelief and skepticism towards the topic, unaware that they have been conditioned (brainwashed) to react with skepticism by institutional and media influences that were created by the Mother of All mind control organizations: The Tavistock Institute of Human Relations in London. Author and de-programmer Fritz Springmeier (The Top 13 Illuminati Bloodlines ) says that most people have built in "slides" that short circuit the mind's critical examination process when it comes to certain sensitive topics. "Slides", Springmeier reports, is a CIA term for a conditioned type of response which dead ends a person's thinking and terminates debate or examination of the topic at hand. For example, the mention of the word "conspiracy" often solicits a slide response with many people. (Springmeier has co-authored three books on trauma-based programming which detail how the Illuminati employs highly tuned and extrememly sophisticated Mind Control (MC) training programs that begin the programming process while the intended victim is still within the womb. Mind Control is a much greater problem than most people realize. According to Cisco Wheeler, a former Illuminati mind control programmer, there are 10 million people who have been programmed as mind controlled slaves using trauma-based MC programs with names like Monarch and MK Ultra. The newer, non-trauma, electronic means of MC programming that grew out of the Montauk Project, may include millions more. Al Bielek, who played a principle role in the development of the Montauk Project, said that there likely 10 million victims of Montauk style mind control programming worldwide, the majority located in the USA. He also said that there are covert Montauk Programming 'Centers' in every major city in the U.S. )"

"For at least 400 years, Christian civilization has been under covert attack by a diabolical multi-generational program now called the "New World Order", "globalization" or "world government..."Essentially globalization represents the consolidation of absolute economic, political and cultural power in the hands of a cabal of super rich dynastic families (bankers and their vast corporate networks) headquartered in the City of London. The UN, IMF and World Bank are some of their instruments."..."The Illuminati strategy is divide-and-rule, i.e. get their enemies to destroy each other. For example they set up Communism to attract opponents of private property. They set up Nazism for people who champion nation and race, and hate "Jewish" hegemony. Then they attacked and destroyed each other"...Henry Makow (
http://www.savethemales.ca/000447.html )


The New World Order

Is this scheme to establish a New World Order in fact a reality? Yes it is. If you do not believe this I encourage you to study the United Nations documents and also the treaties which, once ratified by individual nations, become INTERNATIONAL LAW. The United Nations created the Commission for Global Governance, if you don't believe this, visit the United Nations website and look it up.

The Commission for Global Governance released a report: Our Global Neighbourhood, that predicates a world court, a global tax, and global police force. And the U.S. State Department Publication 7277 outlines a one world police force under the United Nations. So many prominent world leaders are calling for a one world government the intention is obvious. Yet most people are so occupied by life's responsibilities, careers, sports and television, they have little time to study what's going on in the corridors of power.

The coming one world government is being set up in the political arena under the flag of the United Nations, through organizations such as the Trilateral Commission, Council of Foreign Relations, the Royal Institute of International Affairs, the Bilderbergers, and the Club of Rome whose members include many world leaders, media personalities and other influential people. The published goal of the Council of Foreign Relations for example is a one world government. And although most have never heard of many of these groups, they do exist, and they are very influential. The core of these groups hold to "illuminist" philosophy. " ... (http://www.biblebelievers.org.au/nv2.htm )

Friday, August 26, 2011


I Don't really care the numbers of times I fall, what count for me is how many times I get back up, put my heart & head back 2gether, wipe away my tears and keep moving on with my life..because I know, now my body is so cold & trembling, that will soon pass away and the healing comes after the pain..for in the end, after the storm, I know I am going to dance in the rain...ADEOLA

Monday, May 9, 2011


He who don't smile or laugh am sure lives with a very heavy and broken Heart...
they are as much as not worth living on this surface of the Earth...

No matter the trouble, let thy Heart be always alive with radiance of your smiles...
and from so many many millions of distant miles...

let the whole world be always open a new chapter...
through the chattering joy and happiness in your laughter...

The world can live, yes you can make it come true...
With such wonderful and beautiful memories of you...


Tuesday, April 19, 2011


On the day I saw you slept...I had a terrible dream, at your tombstone I wept.
When you lose a beloved one, you will agree with me that it is one of the most difficult situations to deal with in this life. Your heart is filled with grief and memories of that person(s). Although he or she is no more with you, his or her loving memories would always be with you for the rest of your life. So when I lost my sister about 25 years ago, it was the first time ever in my life that life has really dealt me serious emotional difficulty. For many months and many years, it is only I that know how difficult it has been to let her memories go. But No!...it can never go...therefore, the following heart-touching verses are my accurate way of expressing my deep feelings for her and her loss. It's really a heart-aching moment for me and the family, but God has inspired me to set this up so that I can always find comfort in her memories and share with all of you who have passed through similar experience hoping and praying that this memorial will positively help you take a small step towards the healing process of your soul.

A very good friend once told me...

"We never lose a loved one,
For even though they are gone.
Within the hearts of those who care,
Their memory lives on."

So please embark with me on this journey as you go through your healing process...thank you!

Oh! How can I forget my dearest so fast?
When I never thought those moments to last.
The joys’n’laughters of our glorious childhood,
When mother’n’father still labored for our livelihood,

Oh! Your sudden exit’s a painful dagger in my heart,
When I never heard the call of mother earth.
No! I was too innocent…too innocent to know!
That it was the time when the west-wind doth blow.

You closed your eyes’n’I thought you were sleeping,
Not knowing that you’ll never wake up again breathing.
On the day I saw you slept,
I had a terrible dream, at your tombstone I wept.

A terrible dream on the day my sister died,
All the heavens’n’earths utterly went awild.
And the glowing sky went sober’n’looked ugly,
Groaning, moaning, howling, she echoed loudly.

Only for her, the precious lost, she wailed bitterly,
And the earth too was soaked’n’shivered silently.
O Sherifah! How can I forget you too soon?
When you always come to me on the moon.

Reminding me of the day you laid to rest,
I know I shall always be your very best.
When soon, I am there together with you in bliss.
So sleep…sleep soundly my dear…forever in peace!

©golobathepoet 20011

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

The Next CEO

I am very pleased to share this exciting but thought-provoking short story with you. This story is not written by me, but I only feel obliged to post this in my blog so people can benefit from the lessons of the story as I have myself already done. It was sent to me via my e-mail address by a friend some couples of months back. I really found this story interesting, charming, educating, and thought-provoking. It's really full of compact lifetime lessons and I do hope you can also relate with it and share with your loved ones or whoever personality you come in contact and work with throughout your entire lives. So, Good-luck and enjoy!

Enjoy knowing!
It is interesting!
The Next CEO
A successful business man was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business.
Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young executives in his company together.
He said, 'It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you.‘ The young executives were shocked, but the boss continued.
'I am going to give each one of you a SEED today - one very special SEED. I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you.
I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO.'
One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story. She helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed.
Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.
Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing. 
By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure.

Six months went by -- still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however. He just kept watering and fertilizing the soil - He so wanted the seed to grow.
A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick to his stomach, it was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room.
When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful -- in all shapes and sizes... Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed, a few felt sorry for him! When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives.
Jim just tried to hide in the back.
'My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown,' said the CEO. 'Today one of you will be appointed the next CEO!'
All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified.
He thought, 'The CEO knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!'
When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed - Jim told him the story.
The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, 'Behold your next Chief Executive Officer!
His name is Jim!' Jim couldn't believe it. Jim couldn't even grow his seed.
'How could he be the new CEO?' the others said.
Then the CEO said, 'One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead - it was not possible for them to grow.

All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it.
Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief Executive Officer!'
Moral of the story?
Share the lessons YOU learnt from the story with every member of your team.
Let’s learn from one another... 
If you plant honesty, you will reap trust

* If you plant goodness, you will reap friends

* If you plant
humility, you will reap greatness

* If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment

* If you plant
consideration, you will reap perspective

* If you plant
hard work, you will reap success

* If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation

So, be careful what you plant now; it will determine what you will reap later.
'Whatever You Give To Life, Life Gives You Back‘. Live our CORE VALUES, and Reap the returns!
Happy  Excellent Service To Humanity!
'Occupy Till I Come'

Wednesday, March 23, 2011


I do not remember when last I had been so much terrified with fear, but the event of last semester which came suddenly left behind its indelible mark upon the hollow corners of my veiled memory. Memory caught in a mysterious space between waking and dreaming…As I steeped deeper to figure out what was really happening to me, I was caught even more within fragments of memory that left behind only words, partial thoughts, stories without text, songs without lyrics, and empty anthems that trusts the indirect route to a deeper truth that can only be found with the inner eyes alone.

I was so much terrified that I finally realized when I woke up that sometimes, somehow, we can never control our fear or run away from it, no matter how hard we try. I actually realized that that event suddenly strutted in to reveal the weaker aspect of me-a true reflection of every man.

Two weeks to the exams last semester, I had been experiencing a kind of strange but chronic pain in my stomach. This happened on the 3rd of October, 2001. That day, I quickly rushed to my doctor to complain. It was already dark, so I couldn’t go through the major examination. The following day which was Thursday, the 4th of October 2001 at the University of Ilorin Teaching Hospital; my doctor diagnosed me and later announced to me that the cause of my chronic stomach pain was ‘appendicitis’.  He said the condition was complicated and demanded a very urgent medical attention before it would be too late for me.

As he told me this, I understood him right away…”Your case is a case of maximum inflammation of the appendix and we need to urgently operate you, otherwise…Hun…RUPTURE!!!” I imagined. Suddenly my head started pounding like a big drum and my heart raced so fast that I almost lost my breath at that point; my mouth gaped and adrenaline quickly rushed through my spines. I was sweating profusely and my body was shaking, I could not move. I lost my thought completely and never found my speculation. There was too much panicking for me and for a few moments, I stood before my doctor like a lifeless statue. Later, I discovered that FEAR had already stolen upon me leaving behind this deadly terrible cold.

Oh! It was a terrible day that I thought it was all over for me. My doctor stood at a corner right in the middle of his office watching me as I was completely lost in my thoughts. The raging sound of the ambulance outside the gate sent me back to my reality, and as I looked up straight to my doctor’s eyes, I found this brave reassuring expression in his face “Don’t you worry my dear, we will take care of it by God’s permission and you ‘ll get over it”.

In the night, I was finally wheeled into the operation hall (Theatre) and you can imagine what could have happened to me at the theatre scene! Five minutes I was moved into the theatre hall, I was quickly transferred to the operation bed and pulled right against the wall. There, I was left all alone to battle between reality and dream. Few minutes later, I turned my head to the left side and stood on the wall was a very little giant mosquito. With fear of malaria usually caused by this kind of anopheles mosquito, I raised my left hand to destroy her completely against the wall, but something incredible I didn’t know held back my hand. Wasn’t that strange?

I started wondering what could have actually held my hand that moment when I saw something that could complicate my condition. Then, I realized that it was the same FEAR that has dealt its blow once again. The fears of death triggered by the echoes of the mosquito’s warning call “No! Don’t try that! DO NOT TRY TO KILL ME! REMEMBER…? (My thoughts now…”you are already half dead: if you kill me, then soon, you’ll join me! Ha..ha..hahahahahaaaaaa!!!!”)…suddenly my heart jumped and I withdrew my hand immediately. I thought that this mosquito, my companion that night might be right after all, whose death that night might eventually represent my own last.

I had to withdrew my hand completely and seriously thought about death even though I knew I was going to die any time according to God’s will; I knew I could not escape death that night if it comes but I could not even control the strange FEAR that envelopes me that night, though I tried hard to bury such strange but cold feelings.

Finally, I concluded out of fear and decided to leave the mosquito alone to live. I thought may be if she lives, I may survive the operation and come out of my discomfort zone, fine theory! Funny enough, the mosquito, which for many years had been under my wrath incredibly won my love and friendship that night, and I longed for her companionship throughout the operation but she finally left. My fear that had already risen before gradually subsided and there was a great assurance in the mosquito’s absence. “My theory was going to work out for me if God wills” I wished.

At 10:00pm in the night, the surgeon experts came and pulled me into the operation room. Later I was set under a very big round machine with an oval florescent lamps round it and was lured into some funny jokes  under the strong influence of anesthesia until I was dead. In my death, I began to chant to the circle of my fellow sojourners in the other world:-


When you snore deep,
You wish your lord thy soul to keep.
But when death doth beckon,
You snore deeper to reckon.

For little rest thy soul desire,
But now, thou journey deeper than higher.
To a place of no permanent return,
Where thou shall dwell and wished to be reborn.

No reborn! Thy Lord’s servant shall cry and rave,
On the soul that will tremble in grave.

I woke up in the morning at ward 5 feeling serious pain at my stomach. “It’s all over now!” I exclaimed; and then thought that my theory had actually worked out, the mosquito lives and here I am breathing. Thanks to God! But I tell you, this terrible strange but funny experience will never escape my memory for the rest of my life for this was the very first time I came so close to DEATH. 

©golobathepoet 2011

Monday, February 28, 2011



Everybody is searching for an Angel...Everyone needs someone to hold on to…but I have never seen anyone who fulfills my needs as my Angel will do...it's all a long journey for me...but someday, I know my Angel will come…Right now...I am not looking for her...because now I realize and believe that She will find me...And when she does, She will definitely recognize herself in me...She may not be able to explain the chemistry or the strong connection between us though...She will always be drawn to me...And I would know by that sign...that it is her...

So hear me my Angel...Now we are two wide distant world apart...and this journey is not easy for you too, I know...but I will...I will wait for you...and I will always follow you through my Heart!...coz as Shakespeare said..."Journey's end in lovers meeting...(and by that time...my hands with my heart)...now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts."

 He said again...

"...Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or Bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken."

And I always say...that...

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of not caring for the other person. It dies of seeking for the things that last no time. It dies of lusting for materialism and of the physical beauty. Love dies because of the crude neglect of the inner beauty... If love dies today, we killed it because we don’t really care for the inside glamour...We only look at the outside or physical splendour...!  

And Shakespeare said...

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet. 

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

My bounty is as deep as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

My heart is ever at your service.

So they lov'd as love in twain
Had the essence but in one;
Two distinct, divisions none...

One half of me is yours, the other half yours-
Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours! 

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts. 

But hear me my Angel...heed my call my future Hero!
I am...but just an ordinary fallible mortal being..I am a writer & a poet..I am a refrain, rhyme & rythm..I am a lyric, song & a music..I am a drum, sound & a beat..a Heartbeat...I am a poor, penury & a peaceful heart, mind & soul..yet..''I am not an actor, I am not a star..I don't even have my own car..but am hoping so much u'll stay..that u'll luv me anyway''...

And here I make bold to say...by these powerful words which Shakespeare has blessed me with that I declare!...that "I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by your hand which I (will) love so well" coz...."In thy face I see honor, truth and loyalty."

Hear me My Love!...wherever you are...whatever you do...no matter how long or far this journey might have taken you...I'll always be here, I promise...waiting for you...right here, inside my heart!

Friday, February 25, 2011



There're things in this world I already know...a lot
Yet, things so much...that I know not
Before I finally trudged my way to the 'net

There...things that I long to know...I get
Ah! This world is just like a web
That's molded with a string of info-rep

Internet's good'n'bad with many websites,
Coz there're white, green, black, red'n'delinquent blue-sites.

© golobathepoet   2011