I was once in a relationship in which literally every conversation centred around spiritual dangers, ancestral curses, and evil machination and manipulation of lives and destinies. It was exhausting, believe me!
I knew myself; none of that was my thing. I wasn't going to be ready to combine spiritual warfare with the exhausting economic struggle in Nigeria. For how long would a man do that?
Show me the human with his w3apon before my physical eyes and let me f.i.ght or flee, but to pitch me against the wind to conquer, I'd rather be a coward.
In my family, we don't have demons troubling us. Our ancestors didn't curse us. Nobody plotted to steal our destinies. If we're not rich or advanced in education, we know the reasons.
So, I persuade you to never deliberately immerse yourself in the ocean of obsession with unseen things. It's like fighting the wind. You're not sure what you're dealing with, and you can hardly win.
I dissuade you from getting entangled with people who are always worried about di.a.bolical manipulations;
