This African Man Brought Himself Back To Life After His Body Was Chopped To Pieces
An obscure Nexus article from 2001 provides stunning details about 'Black Jesus' Simeon Toko, including surviving having his heart cut out, stopping a plane in mid-air, and recomposing his body after it had been chopped to pieces by a sower. Can we suspend our disbelief for a moment and consider these miraculous stories possible? If so, how does this impact our perception of reality? (This is a continuation of the article ‘Obscure Nexus Article Reveals Stunning Corroboration For The ‘Black Jesus’ Story,’ which I believe provides essential context for this story, and should be read first if you haven’t already.) As I had mentioned in the previous article above, a back issue of a Nexus article from 2001 provided excellent corroboration and stunning new details about the alleged ‘Black Jesus’ that I wrote about in an earlier article ‘The Incredible Story Of The “Black Jesus” From The 1960s,’ where I retold a ‘top-secret’ story that David Wilcock had received from one of his insiders.
The story described an African man who was able to come back to life after having been killed in increasingly horrid ways. Here is an example of this that you will find in the excerpt below: One of the Portuguese foremen showed up and hailed Simeon Toko: “Hey Simeon, you see that tractor over there? There are weeds clogging the sower. Go clean them out!” Submissively, the docile prisoner crawled under the engine to fix it. When he was under the engine, the foreman, sitting in the driver’s seat, started it up, which automatically activated the rotating blades of the seed sower. Simeon Toko’s body was instantly severed in several pieces. Terrified, Canhandi stood frozen to the spot, watching.
The foreman shifted into reverse to back up and check the damage. A second foreman, who was in service that day, flashed a victory sign, indicating that they had succeeded.
Then the unbelievable happened. Before Canhandi and the two Portuguese accomplices, the body of Simeon Toko recomposed itself! Simeon Toko stood up! Canhandi could not believe his eyes.
The Portuguese ran away in terror. Following is an incredible testimony of but a few of the miracles of Simeon Toko, and perhaps more importantly, a better understanding of our human history, including the tremendous efforts of those in power to distort and suppress information such as this based on their agenda. [Tom Dark* notes: The following is an excerpt I have culled from chapter VII of the book, with permission (some of the writing has been edited so as not to confuse the reader who will be reading this out of its context)] Fragile Beginnings Simeon Toko was born on 24 February 1918 in a village in northern Angola (the Tsafon of Psalm 48:3), portentously named Sadi Banza Zulu Mongo (“Village of the Celestial Mountain”).
The newborn emerged from his mother’s womb into a very hostile environment. For almost 50 years, from 1872 to 1921, this region suffered natural disasters.
There were long droughts between short lulls. Northern Angola and the southern regions of the French and Belgian Congos were devastated.
The resultant famines killed thousands; so, too, there were thousands of deaths brought by smallpox, typhoid, sleeping sickness, malaria and other diseases.
These different plagues represent the fulfilment of a biblical prediction. None but a few people inspired by the words of the Lord recognised this. And the dragon stood before which was ready to be delivered, for to devour her child as soon as it was born. (Revelation 12:4) The baby Simeon Toko was born mere inches from sickness and famine and plague and death, and many leagues from safety.
There was not much reason for a baby to want to live, and much against it.
The infant Toko caught smallpox. He was so badly affected by it that villagers thought the hand of the Almighty Father alone saved his life. He was left with the unpleasant marring of smallpox scars on his face. Compare this prophecy: As many were astonished at thee; his visage was so marred more than any man, and his form more than the sons of men. (Isaiah 52:14) Not long after Simeon’s birth, a missionary at a Baptist Missionary Society, based in Angola, had a dream. He dreamed that a Great King had been born in the region under his ministry. He decided to go looking for this baby. Requesting guidance from the Holy Spirit, he came to the baby Simeon Toko. Staring at an infant so rachitic, like a “weak and tender plant”, and with so blemished a little face, he shook his head. Doubt had come to stay. He asked one or two questions and left, feeling victimised by his dream and the voice that had led him there. A Powerful Mission In 1949, Simeon attended an international conference of Protestants in Leopoldville (currently called Kinshasa). During this event, the ceremonial masters asked three Africans from Angola to pray. Those selected were Gaspar de Almeida, Jesse Chiulo Chipenda and Simeon Toko. Simeon Toko asked in his public prayer that the Holy Spirit manifest in Africa to put an end to the abuses of the colonial powers. Toko became a dedicated member of the Baptist Church in Itaga. He formed a singing choir of 12 people. Instantly this choir became famous, and from 12 members it grew into hundreds. At each of the choir performances, whether at their church or while visiting another church, the Holy Ghost manifested with such a power that white missionaries suspected young Toko of possessing black-magic powers. Jealously, the missionaries summoned him to abandon his “dark practices”. He responded to them by saying: “But if we are praying to the same God, how come when I pray, and there is a manifestation of the Holy Ghost, you accuse me of sorcery? Is it because I am an African that my prayers couldn’t possibly be answered? Does the Holy Spirit discriminate against Africans, too?” (See 1 Samuel 10:10.) But the missionaries were fed up with him and decided to exclude him from the church.
Then what was meant to happen, happened. All those who had joined the church on the inspiration of Simeon’s magnificent choir left the church with him.
The question was whether Simeon Toko would abandon these followers or keep them with him. He decided to keep them with him, realising all the same that a very harsh duty awaited him. He decided to pray again to his Father, repeating the same prayer he had made three years before at the Baptist conference. On 25 July 1949, Simeon and 35 members of his choir met on a street called Mayenge, at the house of a man named Vanga Ambrosio.
The choir began to sing, waiting for the time to pray. Shortly before midnight, Simeon Toko lifted his eyes to the sky and he addressed this prayer to his Father: “Father, I know you always answer my prayers. Now look; consider these sheep you have sent to me. This duty is so immense that without the Holy Spirit, the Comforter, we will never be able to achieve what you intended.
The prayer I addressed to you three years ago, didn’t you hear it?” At precisely midnight, a strong wind shook the house and the Holy Spirit possessed everyone at the prayer meeting, with the exception of a man called Sansão Alphonse, the choir leader. God let him remain in an ordinary frame of mind so that he could write down the testimonials and miracles taking place before his dumbfounded eyes. Many in the group were speaking in tongues. Some saw heavenly light and heard celestial voices; others were able to communicate clearly with people several kilometres from where the prayer was taking place.
The excitement about the miracles that happened at this new Pentecost led Simeon Toko’s followers to spread all over town and start preaching the building of God’s Kingdom. This attracted the attention of Belgian colonial authorities, who viewed the activity as a threatening commotion. Within about three months, the police began jailing the preachers.
They were jailed and prosecuted as promptly as were the Kimbanguists, the followers of Simeon Toko’s Messenger, Simon Kimbangu—who himself was imprisoned from 1921 until his death in 1951. Some were beheaded, burned alive in their homes, drowned in the river or shot without being prosecuted. Finally, the colonialists decided to deport them.
The wives, husbands and children were separated from their families and homes by hundreds and even thousands of kilometres. When miracles started taking place among the new followers of “Kimbangu”, the Belgian authorities tried to suffocate this new Messianic group at once. On 22 October 1949, Simeon Toko and 3,000 of his companions were put into two different jails, Ofiltra and Ndolo. After three months in the jails, a decree was passed to deport them out of the country. This is when Simeon Toko started revealing Himself.
The Belgian administrator of the jail in Ndolo was named Pirote. He abused the “Tokoist” prisoners, hurling racist insults. He always ended with: “Filthy nigger, you’re going back to nigger country in Angola!” Tired of this abuse, Simeon Toko replied sharply to Pirote: “Know that if there is a stranger here, it is you! To show you that I am home, the day you make the injustice of deporting me from Belgian Congo, I’ll have you carrying my bags alongside me!” Simeon Toko held up both hands, spread out his fingers, and told the abusive Belgian to count them. He said: “I give 10 years to the Belgians, not one more or less, to leave this country!” No one at that time comprehended these sibylline words. However, the disciples of Simeon Toko understood later: the day they were deported, Pirote fell dead. He was gripped with an apparent heart attack while working in his office, and died as suddenly as though a bullet had struck him squarely. As for the other mysterious statement made by Simeon Toko: 10 years later, in 1960, the Belgians were obliged to leave their rich colony of Congo. But to impel this event, Simeon Toko “unleashed his army”. This incredible story is very well known throughout central Africa, and will be reported in greater detail in another book.
The event was witnessed by thousands of people on 4 January 1959. Some of the author’s own relatives were there, but so are there thousands of citizens of the city of Kinshasa, who witnessed it on that day, alive at this writing. January 4th is now a public holiday in Kinshasa and commemorates this event. Kinshasa was called Leopoldville. On that day, the “Cherubim and Seraphim” appeared and stood against the Belgian colonial army.
The citizens of Leopoldville saw an army of about a thousand very small men, about the size of children or dwarfs, with very muscular, imposing bodies. Each of these diminutive human-looking creatures showed great strength; for example, a witness saw one of them flip a five ton truck over with one arm! The Belgian soldiers fired at these little brown angels to no effect. Terrified, the colonial army was thrown into confusion.
The little men disappeared as suddenly as they had appeared. One year after this amazing mass apparition, the Democratic Republic of Congo was a new and independent country. More Persecutions and Miracles After being deported and arriving in Angola, the real tribulations of the “man of sorrow acquainted with grief and sufferings” were to start. Never again would Simeon Toko rest. His life would be a string of nonstop attempts to kill him to prevent his Mission. Let us follow what he experienced, from Leopoldville, where he was unjustly incarcerated, to Angola. While incarcerated in Angola, the Portuguese authorities deported him: All of these deportations took place in a 12-year period. Simeon Toko’s captivity in these prisons and agricultural compounds lasted from three months, as at San da Bandeira, to as long as five years, as at Ponta Albina.
The objectives of these deportations were to reduce Simeon Toko’s influence and to dismantle his church. Contrarily, everywhere he and his followers were sent, they indoctrinated even more and more members into the belief of (what the Portuguese called) “Tokoism”. In the end, the Portuguese authorities decided to use their last measure: “Simeon Toko d e l e n d a [must be destroyed].” Thus, when he was sent to slavery in an agricultural field in Caconda in southern Angola, his head was offered for a price. Two Portuguese foremen, excited by the reward, decided to take their chance.
They put a plan into action to murder Simeon Toko. During a stay in Angola in 1994, we collected the testimony of Pastor Adelino Canhandi, who was a cook at the Caconda agricultural compound. He saw what happened. Busy with cooking, he heard a voice calling him: “Canhandi, Canhandi, come here.” It was Simeon Toko. Once outside, surprised and curious, Toko told him “to stand there and be watchful. Once again, the Son of Man will be tested.” Strange words in particular for Canhandi, who was not then a Christian and didn’t understand the term or what Simeon Toko wanted of him. Curious, he watched. One of the Portuguese foremen showed up and hailed Simeon Toko: “Hey Simeon, you see that tractor over there? There are weeds clogging the sower. Go clean them out!” Submissively, the docile prisoner crawled under the engine to fix it. When he was under the engine, the foreman, sitting in the driver’s seat, started it up, which automatically activated the rotating blades of the seed sower. Simeon Toko’s body was instantly severed in several pieces. Terrified, Canhandi stood frozen to the spot, watching.
The foreman shifted into reverse to back up and check the damage. A second foreman, who was in service that day, flashed a victory sign, indicating that they had succeeded.
Then the unbelievable happened. Before Canhandi and the two Portuguese accomplices, the body of Simeon Toko recomposed itself! Simeon Toko stood up! Canhandi could not believe his eyes.
The Portuguese ran away in terror. From that day on, Canhandi believed in the Lord, and his entire family converted to the church of Simeon Toko. It was also that day that Simeon Toko made it known who he was behind that smallpox-marred face, purposefully behaving in accord with the following scripture: Therefore doth my Father love me, because I lay down my life that I might take it again. No man taketh it from me, but I lay it down of myself. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it again. This commandment have I received of my Father. (John 10:17-18) During Simeon Toko’s stay in Luanda, the capital of Angola, while he was in the process of being deported for the ninth time, another event happened to show his hidden and true identity. We should say that when he came on Earth in Palestine, Christ referred to Himself in the third person, using the term “the Son of Man”. This time, Canhandi was one of the rare persons to hear the Christ refer to Himself differently. Simeon most usually spoke of the Lord Jesus Christ, which meant to his followers that he, too, was a servant of Christ, like everybody else. Despite the miracles happening around him, he was just like a shadow; no one knew who he really was.
The Vatican and the Avatar His followers were once again bewildered when they found out that two top-level emissaries had been dispatched by Pope John XXIII to Angola to meet Simeon Toko and deliver a personal message to him. One of the emissaries was unfortunate to fall ill with dysentery when he arrived in Luanda and wound up in a hospital.
The other was received by Simeon Toko, and he said to him: “I am an emissary of Pope John XXIII, who personally mandated me and my colleague to come and ask you a single question: ‘Who are you?'” Let us bear in mind that the year was 1962, two years after the fateful date when the Vatican had instructions to make public the Third Secret of Fatima. John XXIII had read the message, kept it a secret, and very likely had sent his emissaries to Simeon Toko with a sinking feeling in his heart. Simeon Toko responded: “I am amazed that a high-ranking person like the Pope is interested enough about my being to make you travel 8,000 kilometres just to meet me.
The answer that you should give your master for me is in the biblical scripture, Matthew 11:2-6.” Let’s now put ourselves in Pope John XXIII’s shoes as he read the text suggested by Toko: And now, when John had heard in the prison the works of Christ, he sent two of his disciples, and said unto him: Are thou he that should come, or do we look for another? Jesus answered and said unto them: Go and show John again those things which ye do hear and see: the blind receive their sight and the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up and the poor have the gospel preached to them. And blessed is he, whosoever shall not be offended in me. (Matthew 11:2-6) Using a brief biblical quotation, Simeon Toko gave Pope John XXIII to understand that what the Pope had found in the note written by Lucia dos Santos was true. Indeed, the former Cardinal Roncalli could have picked any name as Pope, but he chose “John”, so that now the scripture in Matthew that Simeon Toko sent him to read addressed him directly by name. Fearing who it was who was now living among the most disdained people on Earth, the Pope contacted the Portuguese dictator, Antonio de Salazar. On 18 July 1962, Simeon Toko was again arrested and deported; this time, not to some isolated corner in his native Angola but to Portugal—where his anticipated birth had been announced in 1917 in Fatima. [Tom Dark* notes: Tokoists contend that the true Third Secret of Fatima was in fact an announcement that Christ had returned to Earth, in the form of Simeon Toko.] For Toko’s deportation to Portugal, a Portuguese Air Force plane was waiting for him.
The plane had state-of-the-art telecommunication and navigation systems. In the plane sat a Catholic priest and members of Salazar’s secret police, the PIDEDGS, including the pilot and copilot.
Their mission was to fly out over the Atlantic Ocean and, after about an hour’s distance, push Simeon Toko out of the plane into the deep sea. This was the same inhuman treatment that the Argentinian military used years later against their political opponents. Supposedly the Catholic priest was brought along on the plane to counteract the magic powers of the African through praying. But this skilfully planned project was about to backfire.
The moment the PIDE agents rose to subdue him and carry out their murder, Simeon Toko stood up and ordered the plane to stop.
The aircraft stopped in mid-air! It stood still, not advancing an inch nor rising or falling backwards.
The crew was stricken by panic.
The priest could hardly breathe, and hoarsely huffed out desperate prayers.
They all started imploring the p r e t o [Portuguese denigratory term denoting “nigger”] for mercy. Simeon lifted his eyes and hands towards the heavens and after a short prayer he ordered the plane to move again. At once, the plane started moving. Simeon Toko related this story himself. For those who are skeptical, we would remind you that the authority of our sciences does not determine all that is possible on Earth or in Heaven. This same Personality stopped a storm on a sea for a group of terrified fishermen 2,000 years ago. He also walked across the surface of the water and inspired the Sun to weave and dance gaily at Fatima. Simeon Survives a Morbid Experiment As an “exiled political prisoner”, Simeon Toko was deprived of all human rights. We describe here one of the many murder attempts upon his body during his forced stay in Ponta Delgada, in the Archipelago of the Azores. He was assigned the chore of maintaining a lighthouse there. At a future date, we will publish a record of miracles performed by Simeon Toko, which were seen by eyewitnesses. Doña Laurinda Zaza is a v a t e [pronounced “vah-tay”]—a sort of prophetic trance medium—for present-day Toko followers. She experienced the following event as she saw it happen to Tio Simão (a nickname meaning “Uncle Simon”) while he was in exile in Portugal. Simeon Toko confirmed the fact of this event later, and revealed the physical damage that the doctors had done. Over the years, thousands of people saw this scarring on his chest. “You could almost see Toko’s heart pounding in his chest through the scar; an almost unbearable sight,” Doña Laurinda said. This referred to a most remarkable attempt by these astonishingly misguided men to kill Simeon Toko under dictator Antonio de Salazar’s orders. This attempt, which would have been “first degree murder” if the victim were anyone else, took place shortly before his return to freedom in July 1974. [Tom Dark notes: Simeon Toko was not released by Salazar; the dictator was unseated by a revolution and Simeon was released in a general amnesty of political prisoners.] A Portuguese doctor had been reading records about Toko’s alleged “invincibility” and invited several doctors from around Europe to perform an operation on him—an autopsy, under the pretext of removing a tumour from his chest.
The doctors had him taken to a local civilian hospital.
They put him on an operating table, cut a jagged, mortal wound in the left side of the centre of his chest, reached into his chest cavity and pulled out his still-beating heart.
The aorta and other arteries were severed by scalpel and his heart was removed. Simeon lay dead, his body covered with the warm blood that splashed out of his heart and chest.
The doctors dumped Simeon Toko’s heart in a metal pan and took it to a laboratory in another room.
They ran various tests on it—expecting to find what, they did not know.
The gadgets and microscopes and probing showed there was nothing physically extraordinary or abnormal about Simeon Toko’s heart.
The doctors concluded that this purloined organ would not have been the source of his invulnerability—if it can be said that men can make conclusions about any such thing.
The doctors had unquestionably killed this man in this macabre experiment, but to their horror and bewilderment, Simeon Toko came to on the operating table! His heartless corpse was moving of its own volition. He opened his eyes, sat up and looked at them, the chest wound by which they had casually murdered him gaping open. “Why are you persecuting me this way?” he said to them. “Give me back my heart!” [Tom Dark notes: If there are medical records available to confirm this event independently, I do not have them now but would like to see them. All of us involved in this project here in the US consider ourselves “doubting Thomases”, to say the least, yet the stories of witnesses and followers have kept up our fascination.] For now we will refrain from reporting many other significant events that happened that same day. We can let you know, however, that the exact time his heart was taken from him, Simeon Toko decided to give a finishing blow to Portuguese colonial power and rule over Angola. He returned to his native country of Angola on 31 August 1974, with the confidence his words would be fulfilled. A year later, on 11 November 1975, Angola gained its independence from Portugal. A Departure by Choice During the night of 31 December 1983 to 1 January 1984, when the death of Simeon Toko was announced by the media, thunderclaps of virtually seismic force and torrential rain burst the skies of Luanda. It had not rained in this area for several years. Meteorologists were mystified. For three days the rain fell continuously.
The occurrence of this event was attributed to all the rumours surrounding the death of this great prophet. A certain politician was recognised as one of the toughest men surrounding Neto, President of the Republic of Angola. He was often called upon for delicate and confidential missions.
The Portuguese, whom he fought during a 14-year war for the liberation of his country, had a good deal to say about him. His name aroused dread and awe. He led a resistance group specialising in chopping heads with c a t a n a s (machetes). This man was one of President Neto’s army officers. His name was Comandante Paiva. After hearing the news that Simeon Toko had died, Paiva rushed to where the body lay exposed for public viewing. He fought his way through the crowd of tens of thousands of people. He was astonished at the sight of it. He stood looking at Simeon’s body, and he asked to speak. He declared: “It is not true that Simeon Toko is dead, because he is invulnerable!” To make such a public confession was blatantly incriminating. Seven years before, Comandante Paiva had orders to kill Simeon Toko once and for all. He told the public that this is what he and his men had done. He had Simeon Toko kidnapped and taken to a secret location; once there, he butchered him methodically, like a meatpacker with an animal carcass; he severed Simeon’s head, then his arms and legs, then split his chest and abdomen apart. He stuffed the butchered corpse into a large bag, tied the top with a string and hid it in a certain location. After three days, he brought helpers back to get the bag and take it to the ocean to throw to the sharks. By now the bag had disappeared.
The men began to argue about its whereabouts. Suddenly, in the midst of their bickering about who may have moved it, a voice they described as sounding like “the sounds of many waters” (Revelation 1:15) overshadowed their own voices: “Who are you looking for? I am here!” It was Simeon Toko, in flesh and bone, alive, standing majestically.
The men dashed away shouting “E o Deus, e o Deus!“, which means “He is God, He is God!” Paiva’s butchering had been the last time that anybody dared to touch a single hair on the head of Simeon Toko. And now that Simeon’s body lay discarded by its owner, by choice, Paiva refused to believe it.
The article tells us that there were countless many eyewitnesses to some of the miracles of Simeon Toko, but we have been conditioned to believe that these are just the superstitious imaginings of an uncivilized race of people. Part of our coming to a greater understanding of the truth of our origins, our history, and our nature involves our discernment about things which we have previously understood to be myth, folklore, or religious fervor. Everything must be considered in the context of the belief system/paradigm of the writer and of the times, and, as in this case, the Christian perspective must be embraced fully in order to plumb to the depths of the story and evaluate whether things actually happened the way they are being told. We will probably be surprised one day to find that many stories of the past we have relegated to the domain of insubstantial myth or superstitious religious fervor turn out to have actually happened. *(Editor’s notes within the text are from Tom Dark, who was the editor of the book entitled ‘The True Third Secret of Fatima Revealed and the Return of Christ by Pastor Melo Nzeyitu Josias that is the source of Tom Dark’s Nexus article referred to here.) .
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