15 Scientific Papers and Philosophical Essays That Could Compel Scholars to Rethink the World

By Daniel Zanou

This book is challenging our orthodox view concerning the world. Failure to understand existence, humans live by instinct, and life has become tragedy and misery. Humans are more than animals, and the book is shedding light upon human beings, their behaviors, and the society they have created.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Stratton Press
• Release date: Sep 7, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648951565

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Introduction

This compilation of articles is the result of twenty long years of research. The adventure we started passively in 1998 has become something serious that we are ready to share it with the world. As an independent researcher, the journey was not easy. It was a horrid struggle. And we bet everything in our life on it. Professional researchers have academic advisors and mentors that lead them along the way. We have none except that unusual thing we are not supposed to share with scientists.

I was six or seven years old when I first had a visitation. It seemed like the voice was in my head, but at the same time, I could hear it behind me, above, from the sky and everywhere. And the voice spoke unto me. In the end, it gave me a recommendation.

I told nobody about that experience. It was bizarre but seemed familiar for a young boy whose aspiration was to become an altar boy and later a clergyman. At the same time, the experience was weird, it also appeared as routine because we have been hearing such stories all the time in the catechism.

A few years later, probably one or two, my brother and his friends started conducting mystical experiments. It was a Jewish practice they probably learned from a religious sect that had launched in our neighborhood.

In a room where they gathered half a dozen of the youth of my age, they required our assistance to serve as mediums. On the floor, there was a drawing of the star of David. Three candles were lit and set on three of the six corners of the star. In the middle, there was a glass three-quarter full of water.

The one who led the ritual dropped some melted candles in the water. Then he added a pinch of incense and some drop of perfume. It was a special cologne we know as Saint-Michel perfume. And he read some passages of the scriptures. I remember vividly at the end; he read Psalm 150.

And they asked the youth, one by one, to listen and see inside the glass. All failed to see and hear something, but they kept me. The reason invoked while rejecting other comrades was explained to me. Those kids of my age who failed had touched a girl. I understood what they meant by touching a girl.

At those ages in my country, kids used to play what we call Mom and Dad. And nights often fell even at noon. Those who were knowledgeable and got the role of Dads and Moms had to do what husbands and wives do. I played most of the time, a kid, and children had to drive the car of the one who played Dad, which was usually a used tire or a hoop. And we enjoyed playing with the hoop while Mom and Dad were busy.

Thus, those who used to play Dad did not see nor hear anything. And they were discarded. I was kept as the medium. And every moment our older brothers were conducting that esoteric ritual, they called me. To have any idea concerning that occult experiment I was talking about, one must be familiar with the remote viewing experiments conducted by the CIA during the cold war. It is something similar.

I have to believe that cabalistic experiments had kept some frequencies open over my life because later, when I became born again, I noticed the neat difference between the frequency at which the Holy Spirit operates and these frequencies.

My life moved on since then in a different way. I grow up like an ordinary kid, but my thinking is different. My perception of existence is also different. I have become highly sensitive, and what people condoned in our society irritated me to the bones.

Ecole Navale was a pivotal place in my life. I graduated from High School in 1998, and I enrolled in University, where I studied economics and management for three years. I dropped in my third year and passed the admission exam to the French Naval Academy.

Once we arrived at Brest in France, my life turned drastically. Although I enjoyed the stay in France, my sojourn was quite tumultuous. My mind was tuned into different frequencies, and I noticed as well among those frequencies the first one I listened to many years ago. And later, I would know that frequency to be the one of the Holy Spirit.

In France, I was confused and depressed. I was lost, for I had difficulty understanding myself. I could barely control frequencies that were popping up in my head. I was continually discombobulated. And I knew I must leave that place.

Once returned to Togo, I packed my bag one day and left the country for an unknown destination. Heading toward the east and then the north, I traversed Benin bounding toward Niamey in Niger. And I met a seer on my way. The man was a native doctor and told me hidden things concerning my existence. In the end, he urged me to go back, for things were about to be right. He reassured me that things would be copacetic once I returned home.

I was surprised that my rational thinking was challenged in such a way. It was the first time I met a human in flesh and bone that told me about hidden events concerning my life. He defeated my cartesian approach to existence. My rational thinking collapsed.

At Ecole Navale in France, I was well-versed in philosophy, and anything that defies human reason was rejected. I had become already a good student of Descartes. I had written my first book, and my philosophy started to take form. Skepticism was a good tool in my possession, and the esoteric world had become a mirage for me.

The encounter I made with this native doctor had become a puzzle in my head. And when I came back home, my friend brought me to visit another one. I was quite impressed, but still, I had no peace in my heart.

One day, after I took a shower, I entered the room, as I was living with a friend. The TV was on, and I saw a man preaching to a crowd. It was Pastor Chris Oyakhilome. First, I thought he was an American preacher, probably because of his wife. His message penetrated deep inside my heart. And I recognized the frequency automatically I listened to when I was a child.

I sat down and got engaged in a soliloquy. I reasoned that way: if someone could speak what I have in my mind, then I have to agree I am not the problem, but the world around me is the problem. Racked by guilt, I had blamed myself since Ecole Navale to be insane and mentally deranged, but here was the proof that I was sound. If I was mentally ill, then this preacher must also be a madman since we tuned into the same frequency. I discovered that I was on the right track. The world was wrong. I was not alone. I have a family.

Listening to Pastor Chris gave me a conviction that people who have difficulty understanding me were wrong. There is something beyond humans that exists, and this man of God was giving me the evidence. A volley of peace spread through my entire body. I found a fulcrum upon which I could hinge on my life.

It was from that man I knew the frequency I used to listen since then has a name. He called it the Holy Spirit. And now that I knew who He was, my training seriously began. I started to be groomed for the ministry. I was called as a prophet.

There are three types or categories of prophets. The first category or great prophets foresee and see at will and solve problems. The second category sees at will but cannot solve problems. The third one, where we belong, we see when it is revealed to us, but we solve problems no matter how big they are in the majority of cases.

I began to follow the ministry of Pastor Chris for a while through one of his churches in Lome. One of my childhood friends was a technician in one of his congregations, and I started attending with him.

When I commenced learning about the story of humans on planet earth, I was full of rage. I was hopping mad at my parents, my teachers, and all the leaders in our society. Then I calmed down, and I forgave all of them. I noticed the majority of humans don’t know about existence. For many, life is about tradition. People do things because their ancestors used to do them so. We all move through life without really know what it is. We make war, kill each other, and we wallow in hatred and division. We barely understand who we are. Unable to control our heartbeats, we don’t even know where our thoughts come from. We don’t know our story except for the materialistic view Darwinian lecturers taught us in school. And many folks fumble with their existence. We live in sorrows and curse existence daily.

This part of our life was related here not to convince anybody. And we are ready to believe any scientist who could challenge us in public debate and tell us that what we have experienced was the fruit of our imagination or the product of our brain. However, we keep our report to comfort Christians.

With my scientific background and my philosophy, which has taken form in France, I knew I would not move through the ministry. I was too stubborn and had many questions in mind that I could obey docilely. Moreover, many ministers and men of God are doing a great job already in the field. Thus, I decided to move through science.

My first ten years were consecrated to religion and philosophy. I did carry some experiments, but it was mostly thought experiments and observations. By the time we came to America in 2012, our philosophy was fully established, and we could challenge any university professor or religious authority in a public debate. Our science, on the contrary, had no root. The information and knowledge I had in science were scanty and limited.

One of my plans was to find someone with whom I could co-write my books because my English was poor, and I had little knowledge of modern American society. Unfortunately, the jealousy and the envy of my African brothers made my journey an assault course and a horrendous stay. With the smear campaign they launched against me, I had difficulty finding a job to settle. And I was moving from state to state.

It was those adversities that shaped my resilience. The more people fabricated slanders to topple me, the stronger I held on to my vision. They dragged me in the mud and threw garbage at me. Sometimes I wanted to quit, but looking back to those years I have sacrificed already, I decided to push forward. The obstacle has become the way as Marcus Aurelius said. I made up my mind that the world would remember me as the first black man to win the Nobel Prize in science. Nelson Mandela said, It always seems impossible until it’s done. And I know how to do it. Yes, I can. It takes determination and hard work. There is no magic.

With the plethora of information on my disposal in America through libraries, I began some scientific experiments. Many years ago, in France, I locked myself in the library. I knew the treasure is in the library. I used to spend my leisure time in the library until I clashed with one petty officer who finally sacked me out.

In America, I adopted the same strategy. And I began to convert the majority of the revelation I got to speak a scientific language. Most of the conclusions we reached in these articles were the fruits of observation of our body. We tested many of our theories. I am an independent researcher, and I have no fundings. The only thing I possess is my body, and since my research concern human beings, I used what I got in my possession.

The majority of the experiments were not dangerous except for a few, which we do not recommend anyone to try. The observation was our primary tool. We investigate, observe, interpret, and conclude.

Following the Nobel laureates Jeffrey Halls and Michael Rosbash, we stumbled upon the work of Professor Gina Turrigiano, who was comfortable asking the question of the why. As we know, no one could speak with veracity about love, sleep, and death without study the Egyptians, Greeks, and Hebrews ancient texts. If a scientist wants to deal with the subjects mentioned above accurately, he or she must necessarily study ancient texts.

We got engaged in publishing scientific papers following that encounter because we are comfortable with those subjects. Lacking a mentor and fundings, we struggled much until we learned step by step the procedure in vogue in academia. With the help of the Neuroquantology Journal and the assistance of Professor Sultan Tarlaci from Turkey, we became efficient in writing scientific articles. And the majority of the articles presented in this compilation follow the format of the Neuroquantology Journal, especially the references.

To put ourselves into the race for the Nobel prize, we bet on the singularity of the subject we study. And our studies focus on human beings. As we know, the study of human beings has been neglected by scientists. They think humans are solely body and focus on body systems. They study animals, especially mice, and apply their findings to humans. They do so because they believe life is about genes, but something is controlling genes’ expression.

Animals are lower consciousness. We, humans, are medium consciousness. We have an articulated language and have the notion of time. We worship a higher power, which we see as high consciousness. And because we cannot call a male dog a man, it becomes imperative that we understand how the inward-man interacts with the physical body to create our realities.

Humans are exceptional species. Unique, they appear to be the crown of the evolutional process. They are the kings of the planet earth. They are the manifestation of the higher consciousness in this physical dimension. Paradoxically, humans are the most vulnerable creatures roaming the planet earth. And we have spent twenty years observing them.

When we noticed that our theory was a previous work of Erwin Schrodinger, one of the fathers of quantum mechanics, we gained confidence. And our science has since then been established. Today, we are ready to challenge any scholar in public debates on the subject concerning human beings and their existence.

Since 2016, we have been writing books, scientific papers, and philosophical essays. We have authored four books. The first was titled The Founding Fathers Agenda and was about political theory. The second book solved