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Who Truly Benefits from Sex? Man or Woman?

The first thought that likely came to your mind was—man. Right? Most people instinctively assume that men derive more pleasure from sex, while women merely endure it. But you might be surprised to learn that reality is quite the opposite.

Whether the act lasts five minutes or fifty, a man’s pleasure is condensed into the final five to ten seconds. In contrast, a woman can experience ****** up to ten times in a single sexual encounter. That means a woman has the potential to enjoy ten times more pleasure than a man. Moreover, the duration of a woman's ****** is typically twice or even three times longer than that of a man.

Of course, not every woman reaches this peak every time. Some may rarely experience it, while others, on average, enjoy it three times per encounter—which is still significantly more than men. Less effort, more reward. This is an undeniable fact.

But There’s More to the Story…

****** is simply the peak. The journey leading up to it is filled with pleasurable moments, intimate sensations, and deep emotional connections that keep both partners engaged. Both men and women derive enjoyment throughout the experience, but the ultimate climax marks the grand finale.

Wise lovers understand that sex is not just about reaching the peak—it’s about savoring every moment of the journey.

But If Women Benefit More, Why Are Men Always the Ones Pursuing It?

The answer is simple: instinct.

God designed sex as a reward system to encourage reproduction. Since women bear the greater burden of pregnancy—carrying a child for nine months—they were naturally endowed with a greater pleasure incentive to ensure they willingly partake in the process. Smart women embrace this natural gift, while the unaware may deprive themselves of it.

Let’s be honest—if childbirth pain was the only reward, no woman would ever want to go through it again. But two things keep her coming back:

The innate maternal instinct God has placed within her.

The unparalleled pleasure and emotional fulfillment that comes with sex.

Funny But True…

It’s often said that during labor, women curse their husbands, blaming them for the unbearable pain they are experiencing.

But can you deny the reality that the same woman, after delivering her child, willingly prepares for another pregnancy within a year?

No man forces her into it. There’s no gunpoint coercion.

It’s instinct.
It’s pleasure.
It’s God’s divine system at work.

But Then, Why Do Men Chase Women If They Get Less Pleasure?

Again, instinct and dominance.

God has naturally instilled in men a desire to dominate and lead. A man's greatest pleasure in sex is not just physical—it’s the satisfaction of knowing that he has "conquered" his woman, pleased her, and fulfilled his natural role.

Men don’t chase sex just for a few seconds of pleasure. They do it because it reaffirms their strength, their power, their ability to satisfy their woman, and ultimately, their role as a protector and provider.

This dominance-driven pleasure fuels their willingness to bear responsibilities, raise children, and provide for their families.

If Sex Is About Reproduction, Why Do Humans Continue Even When Pregnancy Isn’t the Goal?

Good question. Other creatures mate solely for reproduction. But humans are the only species that enjoy this pleasure beyond just procreation.

Why? Because God designed sex not just for reproduction, but also for bonding, stress relief, and maintaining emotional harmony between partners.

This is why, even when pregnancy is not the goal, a couple continues to engage in intimacy regularly.

Without this constant cycle of pleasure, emotional connection, and intimacy, relationships would suffer. A woman, after experiencing the pain of childbirth, might never want to go through it again. A man, burdened with responsibilities, might lose his motivation to work and provide.

But sex keeps the system running.

The Divine Balance

God, in His wisdom, has allowed couples the freedom to experience intimacy whenever they desire, with no legal or religious restrictions, as long as it happens within marriage.

Both man and woman receive their fair share of pleasure:

The man experiences intense gratification, emotional release, and dominance satisfaction.

The woman enjoys profound, long-lasting pleasure—up to ten times more than the man.

Less effort, greater reward.

Sex is not just a biological act. It is a divine gift, a system of balance, and an eternal bond between two souls.

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Some time ago, I accompanied a friend to a conference at a hotel, where he was scheduled to meet someone. While waiting for him in the lobby area just outside one of the conference halls, I sat quietly, scrolling through my phone and minding my business.

After a while, I noticed people going in and out of the hall beside me. Curiosity made me look up. A PhD defense was ongoing, I wasn’t really paying attention until I heard gentle clapping from inside the hall.

Then came the turn of a middle-aged man, probably in his late 50s. He stood at the front with a soft, shaky demeanor. He spoke slowly, carefully picking his words. Every few sentences, he paused.. not for effect, but because he stuttered. Still, each time he managed to get through a point, the audience clapped.. not out of pity, but in admiration and respect.

Toward the end, his voice broke. He asked everyone to kindly rise for a minute silence in honor of his wife, who had recently passed away. And in that moment of silence, he broke down in tears.

What I learned afterward left me speechless.

The man had only a diploma in Business Administration when he got married. His wife, a successful banker, pushed him to go back to school. She supported him through a BSc, then a master’s, and finally the PhD program he was now completing.

But just months before he would earn the title “Doctor,” his wife lost her life to breast ******.

He was shattered. She had been his strength, his motivation, and his helper. She had even taken time off her busy banking schedule to help him share questionnaires during his research. Though she herself had only a master’s degree, she pushed her husband beyond that point, right up to the very top.

Now here he was, defending his thesis without her beside him.

That’s when I truly understood the kind of love that doesn’t compete, the kind of spouse who gives you wings to fly without fear of your success.

Not everyone is lucky to have such a partner, one who celebrates your growth, fights for your dream like it’s theirs, and stands by you even when life tries to break you.

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10 Reasons Boiled Eggs Deserve a Statue in Your Kitchen

They said eggs cause cholesterol. But they didn’t tell you what eggs actually fix.

Let’s unlearn:

1. Methylation Master
Egg yolks contain choline, folate, B12, betaine, and methionine—nutrients that silence bad genes and detox excess estrogen.

Your DNA literally thanks you after each bite.

2. Bile Booster
Eggs train your gallbladder to release bile.

Better digestion, less bloating, stronger *** metabolism.

3. Nerve Protector
They build your myelin sheath (the protective layer around your nerves).

More brain focus. Less mood swings. Sharper reflexes.

4. Detox Engine
High in cysteine—a key builder of glutathione, your body’s master antioxidant.

Eggs help clear plastics, poisons, and pollutants.

5. Appetite Regulator
They stimulate PYY and GLP-1—gut hormones that shut down overeating.

You feel full faster. You eat less. You lose *** naturally.

6. Eye Shield
Loaded with lutein and zeaxanthin, which block blue light damage.

Screen fatigue and vision issues? Start with an egg.

7. Fertility Fuel
Eggs nourish ovaries, boost sperm quality, and balance hormones.

Sex drive. ****** health. Baby-making magic.

8. Liver Healer
Eggs contain phosphatidylcholine, which helps break down liver ***.

NAFLD is from sugar, not eggs. Stop lying to yourself.

9. Vitamin D Plug
Pasture-raised eggs are one of the few natural sources of vitamin D.

Bones, mood, immunity—no capsules needed.

10. Structured Superfood
Eggs come with enzymes, immune factors, and metabolic intelligence.

They’re not just food. They’re biologically complete tech.

Moral of the story?

Stop blaming eggs. Start blaming misinformation.

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My Only Crime Was Being a Slim Girl

Sitting beneath the silver glow of the moon, Anita exhaled softly, fighting back the tears swelling in her eyes. She ran a hand through her thick, curly hair as her mind drifted back to the events of the day.

The morning had started with a wave of nausea—it felt like her ****** was around the corner.

“Ugh,” she groaned, stepping carefully down the brown wooden staircase. Her family was already seated at the breakfast table.

“Good morning, everyone,” she greeted quietly, sliding into the seat beside her father. “I feel sick,” she muttered.

“Well, if you ate more, maybe you wouldn’t feel that way. Look at you—you’re all bones and skeleton,” her sister Janice said, casually.

The room fell silent.

“Janice!” their mother snapped, eyes wide. “That’s a very rude thing to say to your younger sister. Apologize now.” She passed the golden Penny butter to Anita, whose face had already fallen.

“I’m sorry. I was only joking. Anita knows that,” Janice mumbled with a nervous chuckle.

Anita forced a smile and shrugged, but those words clung to her like a shadow.

The rest of the day dragged by. She kept to herself, brushing off her friends’ attempts to cheer her up. At school, things only got worse. Amarachi, the class bully, didn’t hold back.

“Anita, this your cloth no fit you at all. You be like broom wey dem dress up. You sure say breeze no go carry you one day?” she sneered.

Laughter exploded around her. Anita didn’t flinch, but her heart did.

Now, under the calm night sky, Anita sat in silence. She licked her lips, wondering why the world could be so cruel to someone who had done nothing wrong—except exist in her own skin.

But as the breeze touched her cheek, she made a silent vow: she would no longer give anyone the power to define her worth. No more shrinking back. No more tears. No more allowing people to body-shame her into silence. She would love herself—slim body and all.

Her only crime was being a slim girl. And that was no crime at all.

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Dear Reader,
Have you ever been judged or body-shamed for being too slim, too ***, too short, too tall—just too something? You're not alone.
Let’s speak up and lift each other.
Drop a comment below if you've ever experienced body shaming and how you overcame it.
Tag someone who needs to hear this.
Share to spread love, not judgment.

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Title: Adira and Zayd: The Flame and the Echo

Adira had always known the forest, its whispers, and its balance. Since childhood, the trees and winds had guided her, giving her a purpose she had never questioned. She had been the Keeper of Echoes for years now, protecting the realm from the unseen chaos that sought to break its harmony. But despite the wisdom the forest had bestowed upon her, a nagging sense of something missing lingered in her heart.

She had always wondered about her past—about her family. The village had raised her, and the elders had never spoken much of her lineage. The only thing she knew for sure was that she was bound to the forest, born during the rare lunar eclipse. But the stories she had heard spoke of one other child, one born under the same eclipse, whose fate was unknown.

Zayd, on the other hand, had lived a life of freedom, roaming the lands without purpose or direction. He was a wanderer, a seeker of truths that didn’t exist in maps or legends. His only companions were the whispers in the wind and the journal he kept, filled with the fragments of forgotten places and ancient memories. Zayd’s life was unmarked by magic—at least, until the day he found the Ember Gate in the Ashen Wastes.

The gate was an anomaly in the desert, a towering archway made of blackened stone, pulsing with hidden energy. Zayd had felt it before he saw it, an invisible pull that seemed to draw him closer. When his hand brushed the surface, the gate had activated, filling his vision with a city made of fire, its towers flickering like coals beneath a twilight sky. Then, the voice had come—old, aching, and full of fire.

"You are the Flamebearer. Will you remember us?"

Zayd didn't understand what it meant, but he felt a strange stirring within himself, like an ember reigniting after years of cold.

It was then that the mark appeared—like a faint outline of a burning sun on his right hand. And in that moment, Zayd knew that his wandering had led him here for a reason. He wasn’t just a traveler. He was bound to something greater, something ancient.

Back in the forest, Adira felt it too. The winds had changed, the trees had murmured a different name. It was a name she had never heard but felt in her bones: Zayd. Her heart ached as though she were being pulled in two directions at once.

The forest had always been her guide, but now it seemed to be telling her something more. She had been born for the balance between worlds, but now, the forest whispered of another—someone who shared her blood, someone who was her counterpart.

Adira stood at the edge of the forest, feeling the pull of destiny. The balance between realms was shifting, and she could feel a new presence on the horizon—someone who, like her, was touched by magic.


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Their Meeting:

Zayd’s journey brought him to the outskirts of the village. The wind carried with it a familiar scent, something that reminded him of the fire that had burned within him since the day of the Ember Gate. As he walked toward the forest, the trees seemed to part for him, guiding him deeper into their embrace.

And then he saw her—Adira, standing like a figure made of the forest itself. Her hair, wild and dark as the roots of the trees, moved with the wind as if it were alive. Her eyes, though filled with a deep wisdom, held something else—a recognition, a knowing.

"You..." Zayd whispered, stepping forward.

Adira’s heart skipped a beat. She had never seen him before, yet she knew him. The forest had told her of him. He was her brother, her younger brother , born under the same eclipse. The Flamebearer. The one who would help restore balance.

"You’re not a dream," she said softly. "You’re real."

Zayd smiled faintly. "I was wondering when we’d meet."

The world around them seemed to hold its breath as if the very earth had been waiting for this moment. Adira stepped closer, her hand instinctively reaching out, and Zayd did the same. The moment their hands touched, the air hummed with energy, like two forces coming together to complete something long lost.

"Fate brought us together," Adira said, her voice steady with newfound certainty. "We are the balance—fire and earth, flame and echo."

Zayd nodded, his hand still resting in hers. "The Ember Gate opened for me. It told me I was the Flamebearer. But you... you were the one it called to, weren’t you?"

Adira nodded. "The forest has always called me. But now, it calls to us both."

Together, they were more than they could ever be alone. The balance was shifting, and with it, the fate of the world rested on their shoulders. They were siblings born of fire and forest, and together, they would protect both.


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THE DAY PELUMI DIED

"The shouts of "Thief! Thief!" filled the air. The man being chased ran past a young man who was unaware of what was happening. He was just heading home from an errand, with a half bag of rice on his shoulder and a jar of oil in his hands.

Without warning, the crowd rushed at him, leaving no room for explanation. The actual thief ran away, but the innocent young man was mistaken for him and attacked. Blows rained down on him, and cutlasses cut him deeper. He opened his mouth to cry out, but another blow landed on his head. He sprawled on the ground, half dead.

The bag of rice and the jar of oil burst, mixing with his blood, creating a terrifying scene. The crowd fetched a nearby tire and set him on fire within seconds. Before five minutes had passed, some young guys arrived, dragging the real thief with them, only to find an innocent young man already ablaze. They tried to quench the flames and dragged him out of the fire, but the stench of roasted flesh filled the air.

Pelumi died that day. The thief was taken away by the police, while Pelumi's corpse was left at the scene.

His mother arrived, looked at her son, and shouted, "Oja, fire of the water serpent, let the blood of my son forever litter your river until you avenge him!"

I walked home shakily, realizing I could have been killed too. Pelumi was my friend before death took him. I was actually on my way to meet him, just few steps close to him and death embraced him.

That is how lawless our society Nigeria has become."

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What Does Eating In The Dream Mean? In Matt 13:25, 2 Timothy 2:21, …If a man therefore purge himself from these..Eating in the dream can have a negative effect on your destiny. To eat in the dream generally signify sickness. For example, a person who sees himself eating in the dream would find it very difficult to have financial savings and prosper with it. When you eats, it goes down into your system. In the case of this dream, it penetrates into your body to cause serious breakdown of progress and introduces delay. Take for instance, if you come from a bad foundation, or perhaps you are from a polygamous home, there is a possibility that this dream can constitute a serious burden to the fulfillment of your dreams. This might indicates that the more you pray against it the more the familiar spirits will be waging battles against you. Maybe you see where food is being shared to you in the dream, if that’s the case, then it symbolizes bewitchment, poison, and pollution. Do you suspect someone giving you a poisonous food? In another meaning, it also signifies that you have been initiated into witchcraft through food. If you refuse to eat the food then consider yourself a victorious child of God as it shows the Holy Spirit has saved you from danger, struggle and troubles prepared for you by your enemies. There are many factors that can indicate you having this dream recurring. If your parents are enemies to you, or there are strong evil patterns in your family, your chances of having food in your dream is very high. Think about where you are in your life and see if there are any possible breakthrough in the near future. Eating food in the dream may also represent spiritual weakness, chronic disappointments and financial loss. If your child eats in the dream , it could indicates death, slow growth, dullness in his or her career. Eating in the dream is a gateway to demonic institute. Fast and pray for 7 days 6am to 6pm, rise up in the midnight to cast out the evil deposits. Pray with Psalm 51:7. Always cover yourself with the blood of Jesus. Use water as a form of blood of Jesus and declare this: I drink the blood of Jesus.

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