When I write these lines, I admit to having written on numerous and diverse subjects, in a very recent period, and on subjects as varied as science and technology, the history of Africa and geopolitics, spirituality, divinity and death; about life and even an interview with myself. This book therefore addresses an unusual subject and deals with the man who wrote the most books in Africa. It is not worth beating around the bush, because the undersigned believes that he has not spoken enough about other topics, but, at the same time, I understand that it makes sense to always write to you about what consciousness decides in each moment, since each moment is a gift and the gift is a gift. If time were anything other than a river of memories that never fills this ocean of conscious life that is the universe, then writing these lines might not be relevant. If life were a beginning with an ending that doesn't matter much because the ending is always the same, there would be great stories that would get lost over time. But thanks to God and the Internet, time has become something very relative and life, finally, is no longer a mystery: no, life is a mystery for those who don't even bother to want to know the truth of the world... It surrounds them.