Love is greater than fear
In my Facebook post of 29th April 2018, I had to quickly cry out as my heart and mind was becoming too weak and the psychological trauma and torture I had gone through these last five years coupled with the economic trauma of unemployment and underemployment in the last eleven years was almost beginning to take a neuropsychiatric tone. Yes, my mum actually called me in tears some days back to remind me that this was my eleventh year after graduation with really nothing to show. I felt very broken but also felt some peace that someone was in all these struggle with me. The leader of the orchestra of my travails is a man I deeply respect and I have mentioned him in times past as one of my mentors. I still deeply respect him as his message of inspiration helped me survive very turbulent times in the past. Even recent experiences in no way reduce my respect for him. I think one of the reasons for my travails are my views about religion. I have written in several fora that African na...