to sowing seeds for plants that require extreme care before germination and gradual growth, the pervasive practice by some demonic-possessed elements in society whose characteristics appear like insects or pests whose attempts at destroying a plant from its embryonic stage is still present in society.
Institutionalized as investigatively established over the decades, with the human form terming the act as “chaining,” to subject their preys to all forms of dehumanization and creating make-beliefs before the civilized world as been morally upright, the “chains” are now being forcibly broken and will be melted for the perpetrators to wear on whatever parts of the body they wish.
Their modes and methods of subjecting their preys in yielding to their whims and caprices for glorification is similar to one wishing to catch a loosed chicken in which rice is splattered in its direction until it reaches the point when one can now easily rush on its back.
Thankful and grateful to the Almighty God, called by various names including Ngala, Glaypor, Nyensua, Jehovah, Allah, Gala, you name it, for having had this columnist to have been reared by a highly religious family, with only my poor mother and aunt, Yassah Kolu Saysay, or Yassah White and Kuluboh Baylay now left to tell the rest of the story bordering on how I have since been from birth in telling the truth, no matter the consequences.
I do not know but is it the visitation of the dark corners and closets visited by some demonic individuals, yet blaspheming in public view of the public to be holiest of the holies, to be supernatural being than the Creator of Heaven and Earth?
Having been a very proud person to have grown up in the rich forest of Lofa County, never have I ever associated with those claiming to be gods and filled with supernatural powers, though living lives beyond the poverty-stricken, other than been very proud of belonging to a culture that respects the dignity of labor, living very responsible lives and serving the One and Very Precious Master.
True that I, during my teens, witnessed many “powerful” individuals who could instantly produce lightning, play magic (Ben) before the view of hundreds, produce any quantity of United States dollars in whatever denomination preferred, as well as candies, lappas, watches and other materials during the 1960s, these arts did not suave me from the path of God and only helped increase by understanding of heaven and earth.
No wonder why recent decades have watched side-talks of “you will die like your father” directed at me, perhaps because I have failed to align myself with evil forces, most times creating laughter on premises that only God knows the destiny of mankind and nothing evil that man does will go unpunished.
Persistent, however, as I have been at forewarning individuals living on such beliefs, having tried over the decades to have me killed through poisoning and all forms of schemes but miserably failing, one only needs to be very open and frank to ask President Ellen Johnson Sirleaf whether she has sufficient space at the Palm Grove Cemetery or Paynesville to deposit those still witch-hunting others in society and been called death agents.
During the coming to Monrovia of defunct National Patriotic Front of Liberia (NPFL) leader Charles Ghankay Taylor to Monrovia, with most heads of warring factions already present in Monrovia, it greeted me with near-insanity while serving as President of the Press Union of Liberia (PUL). Through divine providence and true revelations made to me, all of which have come to pass, the truth cannot be stopped as He wishes me to reveal.
Still taken for granted to the point that a witch-hunting exercise was launched against me before the Ministry of Finance while in the employ of the Liberian Diaspora of Mr. Reginald Goodridge few years back, when rumors were wide-spread that I was dead and had friends and family members going helter-skelter, only to find me at work, it is time again that I must inform President Sirleaf and Vice President Joseph Boakai to beware of witch-hunters appearing human but are ghostly animals.
Consider it unbelievable, well, I do not want to have citizens to be afraid but these are the little things that matter for those who do not know what a “Trojan Horse” is.
