Mythology is the language of the gods
Mathematics is the language of the universe
The Brain is the language of consciousness
The Self is the language of will
Putting this out there into the universe:
If there is anyone who has or intends to have babies over the next 3 years in Ghana and you're not interested in subjecting your kids to West Africa's substandard colonial syllabus or the expensive foreign imitation schools that will teach your West African kids to become Diet Americans and low budget Brits, let's come together and have a conversation about launching our own school with a modern, African-centred syllabus.
Shoot me an email at [email protected]
@eigenron This is probably your best take thus far!
"extracting feature and concept spaces" is absolutely necessary
This aligns perfectly with the formalized knowledge of how human consciousness functions.
Mythology is the language of the gods
Mathematics is the language of the universe
The Brain is the language of consciousness
The Self is the language of will
MY OPEN LETTER TO BISHOP OYEDEPO – FATOYINBO’S RECKLESSNESS
His exact words –
“I dedicated 2 jets before coming here… I told Rev KK that when I’m 40, I’m going to buy a Rolls-Royce… I have 3 right now… some 15 years ago..., we paid $20,000 per night for a hotel room…”
“Poverty destroys ministries… I was studying recently about what Apostle Babalola did… Anointed man… Heavy Duty Grace – BUT! NO MONEY. So all the grace just went like that… Where are his children? I’m sure some of them will hate God.”
2 Timothy 3:16 declares –
“All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness.”
If indeed God dwells in us, and we in Him (John 4:15), then our speech - especially from the sacred pulpit - ought to be rivers flowing from the wellspring of His Spirit. Our utterances should serve as compass and anchor, as lamp and plumbline, fulfilling the fourfold ministry of scripture: doctrine, reproof, correction, and instruction in righteousness.
So, I ask without malice but with earnest trembling: in Pastor Fatoyinbo’s opening declarations, which facet of 2 Timothy 3:16 shone through?
Is the “dedication of two jets, the ownership of three Rolls-Royces, and the lavish payment of $20,000 for a night’s lodging” inspired utterance or sanctified boasting?
Can such words be enshrined as doctrine?
Do they pierce as reproof?
Do they mend as correction?
Do they guide as righteous instruction?
Brethren more seasoned in the fine letters of scripture than I, pls lend us your wisdom - where does such rhetoric find its place in the sacred canon?
And why do I write this? What stake do I have in this disturbing sea of controversy?
Shall I begin?
I have read the articulate thunderbolt issued by the CAC - a response so well-forged I feel incompetent to attempt to polish it, in actual fact, it needs no further embellishment. Their arguments stand like granite pillars, unshaken and unshakable.
Yet I write - painstakingly - to the Body of Christ, and in particular to Bishop David Oyedepo, one of the patriarchs of faith in our generation. Pastor Biodun Fatoyinbo, along with others of similar persuasion, has long proclaimed the presiding bishop of the Winners Chapel, Bishop Oyedepo as his spiritual father.
I do not just write as one who sometimes identify as a Christian, but I pen this piece as one whose roots run deep into the soil watered by the prayers of Apostle Joseph Ayodele Babalola; as one who walked the very mountains where the Apostle, like Saul on the Damascus road, encountered the blinding call of God. Ikeji Arakeji, Osun State, was not just my academic dwelling - it was my holy backdrop, my living testimony to the footprints of a man who carried “Heavy Duty Grace” without flaunting it in the marketplace of vanity.
Shall I Begin?
WHO WAS APOSTLE JOSEPH AYODELE BABALOLA?
He was not merely a preacher; he was the blazing torchbearer who lit the Pentecostal flame in Nigeria. The revival fire of 1928–1930 that birthed Christ Apostolic Church was not just a spark - it was the very dawn of Pentecostalism in Nigeria, West Africa, and among the earliest tremors on the entire African continent.
And then came the 1930 Oke Oye Revival in Ilesa - led by none other than that apostolic colossus, Joseph Ayo Babalola. That revival did not just stir hearts; it rattled the very earth. Thousands trekked mile after weary mile, driven by a hunger no bread could satisfy, in pursuit of the one true God. And they found Him - in healing that dissolved infirmities like morning mist, in deliverance that shattered chains of ancestral spirits, in salvation as pure as spring water gushing from the rock. Idolaters, witch doctors, and sorcerers - once lords of their dark arts - came kneeling, laying their fetishes at the feet of Christ, and surrendering their lives in total abandon.
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@_whosmae_@sxmtochukwu Mademoiselle Mariam, please you should be getting some rest.
You've got a busy week ahead.
Don't let no jaguar stress you abeg.
Wish you a refreshing night
Another one, Gbolahan. A 9 year old kid with kidney failure. His mum always left him alone in the ward to go out to source for money and there was no one to stay with him. He was always sad and lonely.