Letter To My Unborn Son

My son, I wrote this one for you and not the world.
I wrote it to school you about the foundation on which your life is established.

There is no difference between a church and a Juju (Native doctor) house. They both peddle the same commodity, though with different names.

The church call it faith. But, call it whatever you may, It's still remains what it has always been from the beginning of time - "belief".

The church and the oracle help people harness the power of believe.
They help people believe in the possibility of something they had earlier doubted or thought of as impossible.

In church, they simply make statements, and claim to do so in the name of God, or call a piece of writing "word of God" to compel people to believe.
In native oracle houses, it cost people something (in cash or kind) to compel them to believe.

It doesn't matter how the church or the oracle harness believe for her customers.
What matters is that, just like air, believe is free for all to harness.

Science is finally beginning to catch up with this phenomenon of "mind over matter", and is currently trying to explain it under epigenetics.
In lay terms, what scientists mean when they say Epigenomes learn from it's experience is that believe is reality.

Our thoughts create our future self.
This is simply a law of nature, just like gravity.

By simply chosing your thoughts, my son, you can control reality.

Most humans will be ignorant about this fact till the day they die.
As for you my son, I forbid you from being ignorant about the psychophysical dynamics of yourself and your environment.
A wise man once said, "man know thy self."
My son, know thy self.

Never go to church. You don't need any middleman (pastor or priest) to deliver your destiny.

Never seek an oracle either.
You can manufacture your desired future yourself.
You are God in your own right. Believe In yourself.
Choose your thoughts wisely. Your destiny is in your thought.

You can read the bible if you wish to. But do so with the understanding that that old book is 60% fiction 30% conjecture and 10% truth. I will not tell you which part is fiction, conjecture or true. When your intellect is mature and your sense of judgment ripe, you will be able to deduce that yourself.

Everyone is either a Muslim, Christian, Buddhist or whatever.
Have you ever wondered how everyone came to be grouped according to their believe?
This is to tell you how important one's belief is.
By your religion, my son, you can be controlled.
Be your own religion. Believe in yourself, not in Jesus, Mohammed or any deity. Say to yourself, "I believe in me".

He or she who can come to the understanding of the fact that "thought is reality" have reached fullness of understanding. But fullness of wisdom can only be attained by he or she who can choose his/her thoughts wisely.
Pay attention to your thought, my son.
It is the seed of all realities.

Decide on what you want to do. Try to do it. You will fail at first, second, third, fourth attempt, and even more attempts. But as you fail on, my son; be very happy.
As you fail on, your failures will reveal you to yourself. It will expose you to what "you are doing wrongly". It will keep exposing you until you have completely learned to do everything right. Success is not what most people think.
Success is a beautiful adventurous journey of failure. Nothing can stop a man from achieving his aim, only if he can persistently learn from his failures.

It took me years, keen observation, patience, personal sacrifice, and research to discover these facts of life am telling you.
In my time, most people thought of me as insane when I told them that they are makers of themselves. Such insult was painful for me to bare. But because I knew time will avenge me, I bared it, and left their ignorance for time to reveal.

If you do as I say, my son: one day, you will confirm to yourself and others that in the future, no man can be different from how he saw (or was made to see) himself today.

Think by vision not by sight.
Believe in your vision.
Believe in yourself.
Your destiny is not in your hands, neither is it up there in the sky. It is in your thought.

I hope you will always remember these words.
No one loves you more than I do, my son!