Fools, you idiots, for you to know that this supplication that you are doing is in your hands like a treasure that you are heedless of. In fact, you will be amazed at my words after you realize that this treasure that is in your hands works hard in the abode of truth, the abode of survival, and not in the abode of annihilation.
The preacher straightened up in his seat and looked at them with a sly smile, saying: 'This treasure will rain upon you from a great shower of goodness when your prayers are not answered and when their desires are not fulfilled!!!!
So the faithful attendees looked at him, and everyone opened his mouth in amazement. Then the preacher added with confidence: I know that you are surprised at my words, and that you are angry or indignant for not answering your prayers, because you do not know, and the truth is that you do not understand and do not understand. This supplication is specially designed to benefit you, O believer, in all his situations, whether it is fulfilled for you now or not. Rather, at other times it is fulfilled for you, and you are the severity of your ingratitude to your God and your denial of His bounty. You do not feel that you are denying that!! And before you ask and wonder about the meaning of what I am saying, I will tell you that I will explain to you what you do not know about the matter of answered supplication, that you, dear believer, if I pray to you, your matter will not deviate from three things. First, if your supplication is fulfilled in this mortal life, you will be happy and rejoicing. In many cases, your joy, which was in vain in the beginning, will vanish and evaporate with the wind when you know that the matter that you spent the night praying and worshiping to achieve was nothing but a deceptive mirage and a deceptive illusion, and that it is the greatest calamity wrapped in leather. Smooth, smooth, speckled beard, or it is like poison in honey, and after that you regret when regret is useless. Hence the divine wisdom in that God prevented you from responding because he does not want to walk in your foolishness and go along with you in your stupidity. If he had achieved what you wanted, you would now be in the news. Therefore, God prevented you from answering the prayer. And you, who denied your existence, sat mocking, complaining, getting angry, declaring your rejection, speaking out loud, and making your objection famous for your bravado, instead of thanking God for the blessing of not answering Him, instead of being certain that He has mercy on you with His vast mercy and includes you with His compassion and great generosity.
As for the second thing, it is that the supplication may come from your broken device, which is full of sins and transgressions, and committing everything that angers God. You are supplicating while you are contaminated with all these sins, so you are like someone seeking a ray of sun in a dark night! Does this make sense!? Does your God respond to you while you are a corrupt device that commits all the sins that corrupted it? Of course not. From his generosity, God gives you a period in order to fix your device and be patient with you and not harm you. However, you are never convinced and surrender yourself to Lucius (the damned Saman who deludes you that God is not a true God and that therefore he does not respond.
The third matter (the divine call), which is that God calls you, O believer, when he does not answer your supplication. You do not understand that it is a divine call from your God, so that you will continue to tune in the universe with His name because He loves you, O believer, and wants to hear His name from your sweet mouth. Therefore, he offers you an invitation so that you keep remembering him and preoccupying him with his supplication and mentioning his name about your needs, so he will be pleased with you and tune him in by mentioning his name, and here is the important thing (you are in this state when you realize that it is a call from your God so that you keep remembering his name and a message from him to you because he loves you and asks you for more love that he needs And the kindness that God wants and desires, then you will be preoccupied with remembering Him and you will forget your need and your request, which is what is required!And your goal in this case will be love between your God, meaning between the beloved and the beloved, and then you will be satisfied with everything that God swears to you and you will forget the matter of supplication, and whatever He gives you is good for you, and then God will be satisfied with you A satisfaction that you cannot imagine, and because of the intensity of his satisfaction, he will delay the supplication for you to the remaining abode, and you know, dear believer, as I explained and explained to you that after your death and your annihilation, a soul will go to another world with your God (Antar), and you will live another life that differs from the one you are living now. One day, sooner or later, you will end up in it as a piece of ice melts and ends.
Either your other life is the remaining immortal that you will live in differently from who you are now. Therefore, if your God loves you, do you imagine that He will achieve something for you in a meager and finished mortal life like this life that you are in. Now, or is it better for you to postpone your desires to the immortal, eternal life, so that the benefit of supplication is strong, protected, and achieved in the fullest way, and you benefit from it forever, and it is not a temporary benefit that will end after a long or short period. I learned that delaying the supplication does not stop only when the supplication is fulfilled in the life that remains to the fullest and for eternity, but that the matter reaches much further than that. Because God also delays the response of the supplication in order to transcend your sins in order to forgive you for your sins for the sin you committed in exchange for every unanswered supplication. And that, of course, is in the afterlife when you stand before him to hold you accountable for what you did in the meager mortal life that you are in now, O poor believer, to his mercy, who is thirsty and in need of his kindness and generosity. Then the preacher sighed after he finished his speech, saying: Have you seen, O foolish believer, who does not realize the greatness and wisdom of your God, how your God is more merciful to you than to yourself?
Since he gave you this treasure that works in your hands to generate profit for you in all cases, you are the guarantor of the gain. With the wisdom of supplication, you will be the winner in all cases and the guarantor of salvation in all matters. The supplication works with you, and also the failure to respond to it is evidence of abundant goodness, and that you will obtain your great luck from an invitation. Your God Almighty. See you
The believer's affair with supplication is all good. Then the preacher leaned forward while looking at them with a question covered by malice and with a look that radiated cunning and cunning, saying: Now, dear believer, do you want your supplication to be answered now, or do you want forgiveness for your sins, saving the value of your supplication, and investing it for you in your eternal life? ? Do you want a dream to come true for you that you find a scary nightmare, even if you do not know, or do you want to keep the evil of this damned nightmare away from you by not fulfilling your request?
So all the seated believers looked at each other, and Abu al-Hikma looked at him with a sarcastic smile that glimpsed or almost waved from between his lips had he not seen fiery looks as if they were warning signs emanating from the eyes of the preacher while he was looking at him. He manages his sarcastic laughter and the preacher's warning to him with the sparkle of his eyes and the sharpness of his gaze. And soon a few seconds passed until all those present cheered and chanted in the name of their God, the Greatest, the Greatest, God is the Greatest, Antar. His head as a warlord came out victorious, feeling the euphoria and pleasure of victory.
Chapter Eight (greedy and imposter)
After the news of the three preachers (Qaher and Mahrushaher) spread and filled Arjar (Kawkab Antartu) and the far and near became wanting them and they had followers who came to them from all sides and consulted them in all matters so that hardly one of them presents any matter of his public and private life and all its details except that he consults the preacher in what It is valid or permissible or not, and what satisfies Antar, God and the ruler at the same time, and what does not please Him, necessitates His wrath and punishment, and deserves His wrath and torment, each of course according to his inclinations, belief, and direction. Peace, greetings, and prayers be upon them. They are the mediator, like the envoy of peace to the worlds on the planet (Anrito), the sender (Nour), as the preachers had told them that their new god and their blessing (the god Antar intends to send other messengers to them after the messenger (Nour) and that he is only the first of the messengers and that there is a list Others he will send and that he will inform the preachers of the names of his envoys and delegates in the list of names to alert people in places of worship and guide them of the necessity of mediation between them and their God because he may be exhausted or preoccupied with matters of divinity and the grave tasks of deism that befell him and made him restless and sleep from his eyes with his watchful eye that does not sleep and heedless that does not sleep His servants,
I mean never about his servants, and yet he is busy and tired, so this poor Antar God always wants someone to carry the burden of the huge divinity tasks for him, and therefore it was necessary for this class of Antar worshipers, who chooses commitment as the book was revealed, and chooses to harden himself and even endow him to exert the effort in Worship, and even giving himself and his life, striving to raise the banner of drumming, pardon me, I mean (worship), groveling, and supplicating to his Antar god, Antar, was obligatory upon him, and automatically of his own accord. Antar, exalting and glorifying him, and with this, the section or branch that fits him in this great science, the science of (drumming), is the preacher who is always ready (conquering), the omnipotent, as he is the one who fits with the ideas of this class of servants and slaves, so you always find them gathering around him asking and wondering to be assured of their condition with God The ruler and the divine ruler are Antar, and they agree on the fundamentals of worship and religion, so that they know what is permitted and what is forbidden to them. The ready preacher (Qaher) lists for them all kinds of prohibitions, taboos, and permissible ones in a long list, and answers all their inquiries. He grieves for himself as if the caring God, Antar, is evil or cruel. He must terrify his servants and scare them to worship Him with all their might, and they expend in His expensive and cheap way and strive for that. Nothing but the happiness of his servants, whom he is the ruler of in the first place, and he does not want from them anything but a few simple acts of worship that do not make them hard and do not tire them. Antar Al-Hunoun, who allows them a lot of pleasures and luxury and does not prevent them except for a little and a very little, because as he says, they are the second preacher (Maher), the principle in things is forgiveness and analysis, as if he wanted to tell them (limit your comfort) there are no rules, no gods, not even slaves, and this was a great comfort for them He makes them feel the tolerance, simplicity, and moderation of this Antar religion, and that it is not strict, making things difficult for them, and it is not lax or lenient to the point of laxity or debauchery, because of its name, the god Antar al-Antar. Far from this, this is why this class of slaves tended to ask the preacher (Maher al-Shater), who was good for him and weaved what was cut off and connected. He patches up for them what has been ruined of their thoughts and what they have been perplexed about, and He gives them drink of bitterness as though he has testified without realizing it, and He puts in it sugar, sweetness, grace, kindness, the time of faith, and the mercy of the Most Merciful, God
Antar, so they tend to him and follow his words in all their affairs, in every small and large, until they reach the optimal way that pleases God Antar, so that they sleep with peace of mind and feel comfortable. But they do not want to forget the solid religion, and it would have been dear to them that science, culture, civilization and urbanization took them into its deep sea, and this knowledge concealed them in the abyss of knowledge and abyssal enlightenment, so suddenly they find themselves having moved away from the strong rope of religion that always pulls them from the depths of the sea of knowledge, light and enlightened knowledge to the horizons of faith Eternity, its spiral paths, its mysterious magic, and its dark labyrinths that increase human faith over faith. Therefore, they used to adore this mixture and this wondrous mixture that does not make them forget the sweetness of their ignorance.
From the sea of this deep knowledge and to save them from its bright light so that their hearts would not be blinded and the lights of their insights would not be extinguished, but the rational preacher (Shaher Al-Shadid) always knew what they wanted and fulfilled what they wished for,, and for this he devoted all his efforts and all his messages to such people and he was always extending to them the ropes of faith and taking their hand to the path The Most Merciful and draws them from the sea of this thick knowledge to remind them always that this knowledge or that is the work of the Most Merciful God Antar Al-Antari, who was and still is aware of all this knowledge before they knew it and that all their knowledge is but a drop in the seas and oceans of His sciences that He spoke about and even caused Finding it and mentioning it in his law that he wrote, and which the preacher (Shaher) used to inform them about, the lessons of preaching and guidance, so they were very happy with this, and they were relieved and reassured that their knowledge would not distance them from their faith, but rather it is sticky and attached to it, but that both of them are twins (because it was divided into two halves) and both are complementary to the other, so their god is Antar He is almost a scientist, but rather a moving mass of science embodied in an entity with a ruling deity. Rather, it is science embodied, if the expression is correct. This matter greatly pleased Antar, who was pleased with the news of the three preachers' control over the minds of the faithful slaves who were satisfied with him and with his followers. Samson was not.
He and the minister (Qandil) were less happy and pleased than Antar, and they all drank the toast of the great victory, especially after the sorcerer Samson asked Antar to print copies of his sacred law, the chapters of which Samson and his minister Qandil wrote for him, and your love for him the dramatic plot of the divine position with an infernal plan became With the passage of time, everyone has a glorious belief that there really is a god named Antar, and that he is no longer just the ruler of the planet, the planet Antaroto only, and that he is the only true god of whom they were heedless, and that when the moment came and the zero hour struck, this god came out to them and revealed his leg, himself, and himself . In order for the plan to be more accurate, Antar carried out what he (the magician Samson) asked of him, and he printed the part that he wrote of his tolerant law and distributed copies of it to all believers. Al-Majeed did not fall short of the preachers in places of worship, and they played their role to the fullest extent, and made them understand to the faithful slaves that this tolerant Sharia is not the last end, there are other parts of it, and this is only the beginning of rain.
And because each of the conquerors is skilled and famous, he has his own method of calling and he has his method of persuasion, the origins and corridors of the exits and entrances of religion, worship and faith, which each of them has always found the foundations of patching. Especially by the oath that followed him from the first class of faithful slaves, who used to kiss his hand whenever they saw him and sit like students in the hands of their teacher and the children in the hands of his father and guardian of their grace and command, submissive to him obediently while he was sitting on the chair explaining to them and explaining and patching what was difficult for them and beyond understanding. Confused or rejected by reason and logic, he had an answer for every question and an explanation for every inquiry
The interpretation of Tafsir is not a patchwork. It only bandaged the wounds of the wounded heart and crooked logic and its interpretations, which some call patches, but in fact it bandaged the wounds of the bereaved mind and the shocked logic. Qaher, despite his intensity, quick anger, and nervousness, was often reprimanding himself for his outbursts and estrangements with other believers, and regretted many times what might come from him of anger. The strangest thing is that despite his faith and his alleged righteousness, he was foul-tongued, sharp-tempered, and temperamental, but he was a lot. Regret for his anger, therefore, was rarely what you would find among others. He used to combine isolationism and a sociable person, so he had hypocrisy and flattery, which made him present in joys and sorrows to win the favor of Antar's men, politicians, and soldiers, and he took gifts from them and many of them lavished gifts on him because of his abundance of hypocrisy and his closeness to them and Antar in their image However, if he was alone to himself, he would enjoy his vacation, and if he found an opportunity that did not require or need him to spend and get close to the officials and those in positions in Antar's court, he chose solitude immediately, as if he was throwing a greater burden on his shoulders, and a stone on his chest was sighed on his chest for a long time. Contrary to Maher, who was skilled in seducing the believers, and he was approaching them with the kindness, tenderness, and mercy of the god Antar, who is more merciful and tender than a mother to her son, and what tempts them most is the simplicity of worship, closeness, and worship of the god Antar, and that he does not have to be burdened and hardship, and he only wants happiness and enjoyment for them. Planet Antroto and not to deprive themselves of enjoying life on the back of their planet, and his evidence for that was that God is moderate in his requests and requirements, and that his worship is based on moderation, and that it is based on moderation, tolerance, and grace, and that he hates extremism and extremism favored by the preacher (Qaher) and he always censured and criticized him and said class The faithful slaves who are loyal to him that he is dissatisfied with him and he is discontented and resentful, and he always liked to mingle with the believing slaves and people and you always find him present everywhere willingly and unnecessarily to show the grace of his call and clarify the innocence of his intention and that religion and true worship are based on tolerance, moderation and love of people and mixing with people and their love He is one of the pillars of religiosity and basic worship, in order to win by this many followers and loyal to him, they must be many, even if they are from the rabble. And he was happy when he saw them submissive and believable and in the good deeds and rewards that rained down on them from the god Antar if they worshiped him and were loyal to him.
Likewise, he was the same A compelling situation with a difference, as the weapon of anger and divine punishment was brandished in his face most of what he wished them with wishes, promises, and reward, but he relied heavily on intimidation, terror, and punishment, and he believed that their fear of God's Antar and the ruler also at the same time was much more important than the softness and tolerance that he was calling for (the preacher is skilled Because the fear of God is the basis of worship and weeping is awe of Him and hope for His pardon and transgression for mistakes and sins and expending the precious and precious to please Him and loyalty and innocence to exalt His status and His word is much more important so he would attract them with such talk and terrify their hearts and deal woe to them His phrases and recklessness mocked Pharaoh, seeking and even greedy for forgiveness for their sins and mercy for them in order to save each of them from the wrath of the god Antar and his punishment. As for the third, and how do you know what the third is, he was the preacher (Shaher) Shaher, the one who keeps pace with development, dances, drums for knowledge, and honks, but on the condition that he connects it with faith and religion, so it will be knowledge with the taste and flavor of religion, and religion with the taste of knowledge. In God, he knows that those who fear God are among His servants, the scholars, and that the scholars are the inheritors of the divine messengers and envoys from among the prophets. This is what (Shaher) used to say, and he was even more certain and poured into the ears of the believers with his words, and those who listened to him were among the faithful servants, the owners of the third category who love science and civilization and follow development.
But he fears for his great faith to shake and tremble under his feet in front of the huge giant of knowledge, or to collapse from the heights of the lofty mountains of faith, descending downward before the strong, destructive pickaxe of knowledge, which may destroy this lofty mountain, or which the believer sees as such, and the mountain of his faith collapses above his head. So he wonders what to do. The believer in this case, and how does he confront this huge scientific genie, that he is a strong savage that unsheathes his sharp, serious claws with all frankness, clarity, logic, and transparency, so that faith is smashed and thrown to the ground, and throws him to death to move him.. What a bitter bewilderment that deprived our eyes
The believer does not want to sleep well, but the solution is here and rest is here, and here the mind finds its rest from the trouble of accursed thinking and the heart of all believers is relieved when the strong and solid preaching is famous. The one who unsheathes the weapon of knowledge not in the face of religion, but rather to help the believers with it and did not save them from the punishment of God that torment Damn.
When the preacher (Shaher) unsheathes his strong and solid sword, all the believers who are lovers of knowledge and religion together fall to him. He has the magical and comforting solution, provided that you remain and remain clinging to the strong rope of religion and tighten its bond over your heart so that the accursed thinking does not unravel it. This is how the preacher (Shaher) was always explaining to the believers in his lessons of faith and preaching his spiritual notes that exude the scents of sweet knowledge with which he touched their hearts and held on to them.
Their hearts and minds are together before their noses, and they vanish and wander in the depths of knowledge, faith and scientific faith! And he tells them that God is not worshiped out of ignorance, in an open attempt to convince them that worship is stronger, better, more influential, and has a higher status with God Antar when it comes from knowledge and scientific analyzes and at the same time faith!!!! And subjecting these scientific ideas to faith even if the principles of faith and religion are illogical!! But the mill of faith (strong and chaste) grinds under its molars all scientific ideas and mixes them with religious beliefs, so that it becomes a (public) and thus the believer does not lose his faith in the face of conflict and intense fighting with the iron sword of justice, and in this way the third preacher (shaher) guarantees the third class of believing slaves Doesn't their ignorance melt, I mean (their faith), like a piece of snow under the bright golden sun, which is in the flames of knowledge blazing and fiery, so you find it sometimes convincing them that knowledge and what they hear and do not see of its achievements around them in all parts of the planet (Antaroto) from other people, peoples and other places on the back of our great planet (Antaroto) is nothing but a means of worshiping the God of Antar, even if others in it still do not know and do not discover it nor do they believe in it, but they are just arrogant and arrogant and arrogant in disbelief. As for this science, in its reality, it is a means of worship.
And knowledge is only a means to get closer to God and increase in faith. This is the role of true knowledge. And you find him at other times reading pages from the book of the holy God and the revered ruler (Antar) the Code of Hammurabi, and he interprets and explains it to them as scientific information of faith cooked and painted and that it drips knowledge and that Scientists who search for knowledge and various sciences discover what is written in the sacred law (Anturabi), they never add. And all these sciences are already explained in the sacred law, which is full of knowledge and stacked, and the skilled preacher (Shaher) only has to explain it to them and explain it to the faithful servants These sacred sciences, which are at the same time scientific!!! And do not be surprised, O believers, for you are slaves, and therefore you must be your God and your master, loyal and obedient, and in this you never debate, for knowledge is never alien to faith, for both of them agree and are similar, for they are twins that are inseparable, even if they are both in logic and scientific thinking do not agree.
(Saman) God is worshiped with knowledge and we realize it when we decipher the hieroglyphs of His knowledge that are engraved and preserved in the law of the Most Merciful, the God, Antar, the Great, the Most Merciful, the Beneficent, and then you will realize how despicable you are, O man, in front of the genius, knowledge and civilization of the Most Merciful, the Great God, the Antari (Antar), the God-king, the ruler of mankind and the elves, this is how he used to dictate to them Always the preacher (Shaher) and obeyed by those believers who love knowledge and God and religion are faithful to him and loyal to him. Therefore, they were in love with the words and sermons of (Shaher) and fond of him. Why not, he comforts their hearts and calms and calms their minds so that they no longer collide with the barrier of science and logic, so they feel after his speech that they are comfortable and believers are knowledgeable, civilized and among the good. They gather and no longer disperse between their faith and their knowledge! And between the contradictory they gather and relax and never return to thinking, and this is what (Shaher) was striving for. His words reassured them when he, in turn, was showing them his dissatisfaction with the other preachers, and that he was not satisfied with their style and thinking, and that they did not care about science and its inimitability and depended on what the first others said, but they avoid science, but he sees science as an indivisible part of faith that should not be overlooked, so this type of slave was He is pleased with the words of (Shaher Kira) and reassures him, and he, in turn, knows what they want, so he achieves them in order to win them as believers and to ensure that he does not strip himself
The alleged belief is thanks to knowledge, and therefore the believers turn away from it. Thus, the three preachers agreed not to agree and appear to be different, because this is how the plan was drawn and the known dramatic grain, but with whom is it known and understood?? Of course, at Antar and his followers, the sorcerer (Samson and his minister Qandil, in whom Antar and convinced him, especially the sorcerer Samson, who had the greatest and strongest impact on Antar, so Antar did not move a step nor the power of his finger or think about anything except after permission and planning from the sorcerer Samson, who used methods of deception, magic and sorcery In all the affairs of Antar, who was without Samson, he is worth nothing, and his magic and deceit are still on him, just like Cinderella after twelve o'clock after midnight!Therefore, he persuaded Samson, who was the owner of this initiative that he persuaded Antar with, with great encouragement from Minister Qandil, that he should make the three preachers celebrate and confirm this The concept of the faithful slaves and make them in
Almost a permanent labyrinth, but without realizing it, and this is the point that each of the three types of believing slaves thinks that he is right and that he has complete certainty of what he should do regarding his faith, and that his faith alone is the right faith and the right belief, and everything else is nonsense in Nonsense, and therefore he lives deceived in a maze from which he never gets out and keeps spinning in the orbit of this maze forever until his life ends and he lives between the stick and the carrot, i.e. punishment and reward. And he cannot get out of this closed circle around his neck tightly, otherwise woe to him and deprivation of all bliss, and nothing will await him except torment and misery. What a well-thought-out plan and deception that Samson planned and thought of with him and a lamp, and the three preachers implemented it with masterful precision and mastery until they convinced all the believing slaves that they were with him Some of them are different and contradictory, although in reality they are quite the opposite, for they are similar, similar in their interests, and agree in their goals in mastering the trick of faith, that magic trick and the painted trick that has deceived all kinds of believing slaves who have become day and night memorizing, reading, and even sanctifying in the Holy Book, the book of the god Antar. (The Law of Hammurabi), which he imposed on them throughout the planet Antaroto, and every type of believing slave interpreted it according to what the preacher wanted, whom the slave chose for himself, and according to what he dictated to him in his preaching and his religious and faith lessons that convinced each type of these slaves that he was walking on the path of true and correct faith. The right path, and the game of faith between the believer and the Most Merciful continues to spin and spin in the orbit of my faith, claiming that it is from light, just like a game of cat and mouse, and this magic word is the key to the secret and a lifeline from all evil. Al-Buraq deceitful gold is only the superficial veneer and a veil that obscures thinking, reason and logic under the pretext of alleged faith and imaginary paradise (Paradise is hell, red, all colors are gold, veneer) and faithful slaves of all kinds and sects remained in this state and began to revere (the Code of Hammurabi) so reverently that it became more precious to them Even from their children and the children of their livers, they walked in the path drawn for them accurately. Which increased Antar's happiness a lot, to happiness, joy, and joy, the greatest joy and the highest degree of pleasure, because of the success of his plan and the effect of his trick, thanks to the thoughts of Samson the magician, who kept laughing and giggling with him and Antar as they drank together the toast of victory, and their laughter was filling the corners of the great, majestic Antar palace until the walls were almost torn open with joy and joy. Rejoicing in the victory shown in the game of faith and faithful servants
Chapter Nine (Scarecrow)
The happiness of (the light) of the Messenger was great when the followers of the new religion and the new God became spread everywhere and in all regions and countries of the planet Antaroto, which the new god of the planet Antaroto (the god Antar) singled out for him. And the difference that they claimed was between them to tighten their grip and impose their control on the believers, and they raised their position among the inhabitants of the planet (Antaroto), thanking and indebted for that great credit to Antar, the new god, whose happiness with what was happening was not less than their happiness and his ecstasy exceeded their ecstasy, Antar became the official god of the planet Antroto, which is recognized not by the entire planet, but by the believers, the slaves of its followers, who believe in it and drum for it, either because they are hypocrites, deceivers, or naïve in the sense of believers who believe in it, and by it they are united and submissive to this religion, but as usual, every group or herd must have fearful or some opponents of this thought.
Or that religion, and a tone of dissonance must appear between the tones, or so it appears because it is a tone that plays a melody other than the usual melody, and it repeats a hymn other than that which is repeated by the herd of believers who worship ascetics and who have become devoted to Antar and loyal to him. He changed the melody of the herd, which he had become accustomed to in recent years, and it became a sacred duty, but the strangest thing about this dissonant tune was that the one who played it and chanted its melody was the same one who was one of the most faithful to God and the two sons of Antar al-Antari, and one of the most staunch believers and those who are conservative and adherent to the faith.
The same young man (Arif) is a young man in his twenties. This young man was the only grandson of (Nisr). His grandfather, Nisr, raised him after the death of his father and mother. I was usually made of clay and pottery that was used by all the inhabitants of the planet Antarto, as they depended on it for their lives, and if necessary, they would make or ask an eagle to make some statues for them that they used to bless and weave around them myths and legends, as if they were saying that they were the spirits of evil gods and metamorphosed This is the pattern that he makes for them (an eagle that is very knowledgeable, and sometimes they are blessed by it because it avoids them the wrath of God, or it seeks and causes, as an amulet of luck, to bring sustenance, goodness and death to them because it is worn by the spirit of the gods, the gods of goodness!
Of course, these concepts had changed to some extent after the spread of the alleged Antar divinity, especially after the first envoy (Nour) made a tremendous effort with the slave believers, which only brought a few fruits that increased, grew, grew, and blossomed until it became a fruitful tree after, thanks to the help of (the three preachers, Maher and Shaher). and Qahir) who became the stars of the Antarian society on the planet Antaroto, but the effects and remnants of the past remained stuck in the minds of the believers, and they considered that these statues were a spiritual medium with a divine whiff of the greatest and only God, the original God, from whom all the small machine with its sacred spirits that fluttered over them was found and emanated It emanates from the spirit of the god Antar and is clothed in these statues that they request specifically for this purpose to be blessed with, and they ask them to supplicate and mediate through the spirits of their god Antar to forgive them if they sin and reward him if they deserve the reward and be pleased with them and not obligate his wrath and wrath upon them.
Although Antar rejected this idea at first and opposed it utterly because he was afraid that the faithful slaves would forget him and worship these clay statues, Samson convinced him that this issue was completely in his favor, as this idea supports the idea of creation from clay that Samson the Magician was promoting through the three preachers. (Skilled, famous, and omnipotent
) And he commanded Antar to ask them to do so, since Samson the magician was secretly making human forms and casting his spells and magical talismans on them to make them serve him and make them move like human beings completely or delude all believing slaves that they move with a magic trick after he puts it in front of them in the roads and streets and thus proves that there is a creation of Clay, of course, was promoting through the three sermons that Antar was the one who created it and breathed into it from His spirit in the same way that He created all the inhabitants of the planet Antaroto while they were in their mothers' wombs, and that their origin is from clay, thanks to Antar.
Therefore, there is no objection to every believer believing that Antara is God The eldest breathed his spirit into these statues, which sometimes were made by an eagle, in addition to his manufacture of household utensils, and gave them an air of divine Antarism, and made them like small deities emerging from angels entrusted to him. Therefore, Antar became accepting of this idea, rather happy with it after Samson convinced him of its important advantages, as it supports the idea of his divinity and his proclamation. About himself as a god, which confirms the idea among the gullible believing slaves who were previously convinced of the idea
And when Aref was still a young child, and one day, as usual, when the little child (Arif) sat in front of his grandfather (Nasra), and the child took in amazement and admiration, contemplating his grandfather while he was busy making a clay statue. From the planet Antarto, especially when he was mastering in making one of the statues required of him. At this moment, the child (Arif) entered his grandfather (Nasra), while he was busy making the statue. It is a statue in the form of a tall, huge man, and next to him is a woman who appears to be a small part of this man's body, as if it stemmed from one of his ribs or from a part of his huge, strong body. He contemplates it, while his eyes utter astonishment and looks, and questions almost rain from the space of his mouth?! On this very day, the child (Arif) sat contemplating the making of this wondrous statue, and followed with passion the movements and ripples of his grandfather's hand that swim in the midst of a sea of clay and sticky mud in studied turns and calculated steps in making the statue. Suddenly, Arif asks his grandfather, and bewilderment fills his lips, from which drops spilled. The anxious characters say: Why, Grandpa, do I see the woman appearing small and weak next to this man? Aren't both statues identical in type and size? !!!
So the grandfather (Nasra) looked at him with bewilderment and apprehension. His looks seemed to tremble and bewildered like a pendulum in his going and coming. Although the grandfather eagle was not convinced within him of what was happening and within him doubts were circulating, but he was accusing himself of not fully understanding or weak faith. Sometimes he was not affected by the words of the three preachers. Especially that he was a supporter of the preacher (Maher) who follows moderation and moderation and says that love and tolerance in matters of what is permissible and forbidden and not extremism are among the divine attributes of Antar. A good man, but an evil, spiteful man who hates the god Antar and that he wants to attract them to him. It was rumored among his old supporters that he died, but he remains to seduce the faithful slaves and keep them away from the path of God because he is hateful to him from the day he expelled him from his palace and the paradise of his bliss that he used to enjoy in the luxury of living there in a palace Antar and Firdaus when he was close to him at the time before the Antarian curse fell on him, and Nisra's confusion increased even more until after he sat with (Abu al-Hikma), especially since his sarcasm and paradoxes were mixing seriousness with humor, laughter with crying, and truth with imagination. His bewilderment between his ribs, leaving its flames raging between the folds of his chest, trying to silence her in various faith-based ways, but what Nisra feared most was his young grandson Aref sitting next to Abu al-Hikma and admiring his joke, as he saw that Aref had a lot of questions and thinking, and he saw that he might rethink the paradoxes of Abu al-Hikma, but he soon He would never come back reassuring himself that his grandson was still young and that the father of wisdom was seen by everyone as nothing more than a cynic, a fool, or an incompetent person, so he calmed down a bit and then became silent, as if he was waiting for something to happen or waiting for an event or something, then suddenly he woke up
Grandfather (Nasra) on the voice of his grandson (Arif) calling him: Grandpa..Grandpa.. Where have you wandered with your imagination? Is there something you are hiding from me??
THE GRANDFATHER: With a stammer not without anxiety and confusion (No, no, son, nothing. I am just exhausted from so much work, and I feel that I need some rest.
Aref: I thought my question was difficult or impossible to answer.
THE GRANDFATHER: No, on the contrary, you naughty grandson.. Your question is very clear, to the extent that you answered it in your question without realizing it!!!
With great amazement, Aref added: I answered my question!! And how did that happen?!!
THE GRANDFATHER: He took a few steps closer to his grandson and answered him with great confidence. That happened when I said that the size of the woman seems weak and insignificant beside the size of the huge male statue. This is natural, my son. This is the nature of the woman, that she is weak in build. Whatever the size of her body, this body remains weak in strength in front of the strength of a body. The man, and here she is, announces herself while standing quietly next to him, in a clear declaration that she is part of him or part of his body and his strong ribs.
Aref: But is it not possible for a woman to be a woman or a female unless she is poor and weak, or if she stands in such a manner that expresses her meager role or meager status?
THE GRANDFATHER: With obvious fidgeting, (Now won't you stop asking these many questions of yours? I knew you were getting tired. You would discuss every little thing
Aref: I apologize, grandpa, if I have burdened you with my inquiries, but I have the right to understand
The grandfather sighed a long sigh and exhaled a deep sigh, then added: Because the woman is always subordinate to the man, my son. The woman is weak and always needs someone to lead her, and since she is originally part of the man, he should not lead her and follow him because she is the weaker side and has specific functions and a limited role that the man delineates for her.
Aref wondering mixed with amazement: Is this why I chose the shape of the statue to be like this?
Grandfather: Because it represents the first idea of creation, we humans originated from dust and mud, and the origin of creation was from an original father and mother who gave birth to all mankind. Didn't you listen to the sermon of the preacher (Maher)? ?
Aref: Yes, my grandfather, I remember that very well, but I also remember how I used to wonder and ask myself in confusion throughout this religious lesson, a question that puzzled me a lot, and I wished to ask the preacher (Maher about him), but I was afraid that he would mock or not care about my question and my confusion, perhaps because he considers me a small child and perhaps he will not care By answering my question, it will not mean anything to satisfy my confusion
The grandfather worried and stuttered: What is this question that occupied your mind, my son?! And why did you raise all this confusion inside you?!
Aref: Honestly, my grandfather. If what he claims, I mean what the preacher Maher and the jealousy of the other three preachers say, is that we were created from dust and necessary clay, then where is that clay?!!! I injured my finger one of the past days and after this sermon specifically to make sure for myself and see this damned mud, so I did not see any trace of it!! I was amazed. Then the grandson Aref goes towards the statue that his grandfather works with and takes a few steps closer to the statue looking at it with looks full of confusion and suspicion. He said: Where is the blood?!! If I am the origin of this statue, then where is its blood??!! And if the statue embodies my creation, then where is the clay in my body??!! If this statue means me, then where is the blood??!! And if I am the origin of this statue, where is the clay??!!! If I am an extension of him, as they claim, and if he is part of my genesis and the foundation of my morals, then where are we from the other??!! To see that each of us, me and him, is far from the other.
The grandfather swallowed his saliva, which suddenly dried up in a circle, and its water dried up, and his stuttering increased, as if he had asked himself the same question, but he pulled himself together, straightened up in his seat, and erected, then sighed as if he was gathering his strength and gathering his mind, saying: I see you, dear grandson, straining your mind and wasting your time on useless things From her, but I sent you to the teacher to learn to read and write with all the children of our country in the planet Naruto, so that you become aware and understandable, but not to ask and wonder about what is not yours.
Arif, with astonishment mixed with some anger: Not for me? What do you mean grandpa I understand you?
THE GRANDFATHER: I mean, my son, and what I mean is that the preacher is skilled, or all the three preachers, but they are more capable than you and me of realizing things that we cannot comprehend, no matter how hard we try.
Arif: What does it do when we can't understand such things?
The Grandfather: Because, my son, there are many unseen things that may weaken faith and shake it if a person thinks about it, and I do not want your faith to be shaken. And sanctities, and never ask about anything, no matter how strange it may seem to you, and you must also forget to think completely. In order for your faith to increase, you must not think, and you must completely cancel your mind, otherwise you will not be a believer.
Aref took two steps away from the front of Jeddah, as if he was shocked by what he heard. Then he looked at his grandfather, pensive for a few moments, then said quickly, as if he wanted to finish his speech. .
Aref the child remained immersed in thinking for several days, but he did not reach a conclusion except for one inevitable thing, which is what his grandfather told him, that there is no way to believe except by moving away from the path of doubts and thinking, because doubts are bad things, exactly as he heard from the preacher (Maher) and as his grandfather Nisra advised him to take the path of faith and to be A believer must avoid a lot of astonishment, doubts, and useless questions, and he began to remember between himself and himself the words of the skillful preacher that pierced his ear like arrows, and he reminds them of the grace of the god Antar, and how he hid his divinity from them throughout this long past period, out of concern for their good, and how he could no longer appear to them after he He became in his being and his sublime self with divinity out of fear of him and mercy on them because they, as human beings, did not bear and their nature would not bear his appearance before them, and how he postpones lasting bliss and the appearance only to the believers at the end of time after he is sure of their loyalty and their innocence to him, and how they are in an examination and in a period of testing the strength of their faith in order to They deserve His approval and avoid His wrath, and how and how He has His wisdom even in the harm that befalls some of them as believers while they do not know that He spares them with this harm other suspicious and frightening things that may kill them. Or rather, his mind was difficult to accept these ideas and sermons, which the preachers used to pour into the ears of all the faithful servants, the servants of God (Antar). Rather, more than that, he became one of the followers of a skilled preacher, one of the ascetics, the worshipers, who believed everything he said, and even one of the defenders, and he was tormented and asked forgiveness of his great god, Antar, when he remembered his arguments with his grandfather when he was a young child. Maher and Shahrida, both old and old, both of them, Shaher always told him and reminded him that God does not worship ignorance and that his holy book and his heavenly law are the law of Antarabi, the
Antarian law that was revealed and imposed on them by God Antar, a tolerant law that urges knowledge and even agrees with it, and there is never a conflict between them, and that the more he deepens in science and science Studying and reading, he will discover that the tolerant Sharia is full of knowledge, but rather scientific miracles, then he used to tell him stories about the scholars and researchers who read the tolerant Sharia of Antar, discovering with it the knowledge and scientific miracles that were predicted by the Bible and this tolerant Sharia since the formation of the planet Antarto and before it was even created by the great God Antar That God who always sacrificed for the sake of his servants and hid himself from them for a long time in the guise of a ruler only.
With the passage of time, Arif became one of the followers of the preacher Shaher and one of his disciples, and at that time he was one of the most enthusiastic of him, although the preaching Shaher did not tell him for a single time about the names of those scholars who found knowledge in the divine law of Anturabi and believed in the Bible and followed it because they They found scientific miracles in him, and he did not teach him, neither their whereabouts nor their names, but he obeyed him and took the sweetness of his resonant words and his resonant sermons, in addition to that he loved his grandfather an eagle very much and did not want to anger him, and he knew that his grandfather was afraid for him a lot, especially after his advanced age. Aref is one of the staunchest defenders of the Sharia of Antar and his book, and one of the most enthusiastic about it and those who work with it.
And Arif, that young, handsome young man, had a sweetheart who had always loved him sincerely, and their love grew together since they were little. She is no less intelligent than Aref. They sit together every night in the moonlight, chatting and exchanging conversations. Aref always tells her about his visits to the preacher Shahr and his admiration for him, and that he differs with his grandfather Nisra in his inclinations towards moderation only, which the preacher (Maher), the skilled and convincing person, enjoys.
He sees the future, development, and the conclusive evidence of the advancement and civilization of the religion and the law of Hammurabi, and the book that the god Antar wrote and imposed on them, which they recite at night and at the ends of the day. As the scientific preacher (Shaher) does, it is one of the finest and strongest evidences of the validity of faith and the divinity of (Antar the true God) and that only moderation and tolerance that the skilled preacher focuses on is not enough, but the preacher (Shaher) must brandish the weapon of science and faith to show and explain to every skeptic the greatness of religion And the genius of believing in the god Antar and believing in him when he sees the extent of his knowledge and the extent of his scientific predictions and his genius that he created in making the constellation Antarto, that unfortunate planet. And the magnificence of faith is manifested in it.. which always combines with its genius between both contradictions!!! This is how he saw Arif and believed, and he often poured his words into the ears of his little sweetheart more than he used to pour into her ears the words of love, longing for her, and love for her, and she always listened to him with listening and wisdom with admiration and fascination, and shared his opinion in her admiration for the preacher (Shaher) and her belief in the genius of the divinity of the god Antar, especially that he Many years have passed since Aref was a child, and the god Antar sent during these years many envoys and messengers sent on his behalf, perhaps because he was ashamed of a poor person.
And all of them did as the first messenger Noor did, and they suffered from some unbelieving rebel rebels, but the god Antar was soon saving the believers from among them, either with a ship in which they would save themselves with His noble Messenger, leaving the infidels in their disbelief and drowning in the depths of the sea, or with a table that descends on them and offers them colors of food On top of it is a delicious and solid calf, or by giving the believers orchards and trees of grapes, olives and fig
s. As for the unbelievers among them and the non-believers, woe to them all woe, and for them is the clear punishment. God, Antar, the Great, the Powerful, the Mighty, the Strong, was quick to pour out His wrath upon them and punish them with intense anger from Him and His stubborn wrath, either with a fierce wind of cockroaches, or with a flood, or with lice that land on them, or locusts, lice, locusts, and other colors Torment and punishment are infidels, and this is what befits their wickedness, their lack of faith, and their weakness in the face of the temptation of the damned (Saman), who grudges against the god Antar from the day that happened in the past, and who deceived them with the story of his death until they forgot the truth and drifted behind his deception and worshiped him for a long time. (Shaher) always, and Aref admired his stories and tales that he used to tell them, regardless that these stories had no evidence of them except that all the preachers raved about them as if they were a factual and scientifically proven certainty, regardless of the fact that none of the faithful slaves asked himself how it is possible And when do these paranormal events occur??!! The sweetness of being a believer brings you closer to the Most Merciful and keeps you away from the whispers of the damned (Saman), and because of course no one knew about the matter of the sorcerer Samson, who was rendering his services to Antar the mysterious god in exchange for his prestige that he had with him, and no one saw this sorcerer Samson and only the minister knows him. Qandil Samson used to make magic and delude people with the divine torments and punishments of Antar and spread those fake stories so that the faithful slaves would believe that Antar is a powerful, wise, knowing god. And the beloved used to prick her ears as she listened to the stories of Aref, which he used to convey to her about this preacher (Shaher), and she believed them completely and felt with him the sweetness of faith.
He said, with full confidence and faith, when she asked him about a saying that seemed strange to her. It was said by the famous preacher, or a skilled one, or even a conqueror of the reactionary fanatic, and the signs of skepticism and lack of conviction or ratification appear in her pocket immediately and firmly:
The sanctity and purity of your faith, certainty, and belief…is greater, nobler, and greater than you think about it, even for a single second..The sunshine of its truth is manifested around you everywhere and at all times! Don't you see that?! ..did you suddenly go blind?!!..or do you not feel or feel better..! Or you must have lost all your senses!! … Or have you lost your balance and disturbed the balance of reason, wisdom, and feelings, all of them..!!!!!!! Curses will follow you if you do not believe after all this..!!! So you are a believer and I am a believer too!!! Or we both must be! .. The matter is not subject to discussion and is not likely to be debated … It is taken for granted and only every deranged or insane person discusses it ….
She quickly lowered her head in shyness over her innocent face and gave it a faint tinge of remorse and retraction of what she said.
I am very sorry, my love, but I just wanted to make sure of some of the concepts or sayings that aroused my astonishment, but I swear to you that I am no less than you in belief in the god Antar, and I am not less than you in belief, belief, divinity, greatness, and power. In turn, he smiles at her and breathes a sigh of relief, as he is reassured of the integrity of his beloved's belief and the strength of her faith that resides in her heart and leaves her mind, meaning that faith is a belief in the heart and not in the mind.
Mere belief is sufficient for a believer's life to run and his entire fate is in the hands of God just because he only believed! Then, he begins to utter what he believes, and not just uttering out loud and expressing his faith verbally is sufficient on its own. Rather, he utters out of conviction and certainly based on his belief! Or according to what he thinks only, and then comes the role of the verb in the speech and the tongue is not sufficient to declare faith and enter into its fold, I mean its tolerant law, but rather it is necessary to work with the limbs in the sense of actual movement and performance with the intention of worshiping and kinetic worship of the great God (Antar) and all of this is based on (Belief)!!!
Just to change! As for this issue of certainty and reason, it is worse than the evils and sins, and one of the deeds of the accursed Saman, for the mind is always an adversary to faith and its bitter enemy, from which every believer must flee or disavow him, just as the sound person disavows and flees from the scabies. ! How, if a believer, is a believer in the existence of the mind???! Don't you see with me, dear faithful servant, submissive and submissive to your great God, of course, that both of them (the mind and faith) never meet in one place. Dear believer, you have to uproot your mind and your awareness from your head, or perhaps you should consider this accursed ungrateful person called (the mind of the son of thinking) just like the extra worm in The body may have been a redundant member, or this process of thinking and awareness is often a luxury process of luxuries that a believer must of course dispense with in order to become a true believer. The quality of this is nothing but waste coming out of the body, and the believer, in order to be a true believer and for their faith to be a complete faith, must excrete this mind! Or this process (the process of thinking, awareness and perception) and expels it like waste, otherwise his faith becomes incomplete.. Or that the survival of these waste that is embodied in this (despicable thinking, of course, remaining inside will harm the body of the believer! This pure body and pure heart, which may be poisoned by this damned thinking that As a result of that damned poisonous excretory process, which, if it remains, will harm the believer's body and his pure heart, and defile the filth and uncleanness of this thinking and that despicable consciousness!!Therefore, a believer who has complete faith must excrete thinking and consciousness!Exactly as the pure excrement and urine of course,, This is how the preacher or the three preachers used to address The slave believers listened to this genius and faith wisdom to increase her faith in God (Antar the Great) and so Arif was responding to his beloved's questions with confidence and uncertainty, then he bowed while holding her tender hands tenderly to his chest and kissed them with a soft kiss from his lips, then he exhaled with the heat of his love in hot breaths bubbling Then she raised her hands to her cheeks, saying to her with the warmth and passion of love and the strength of faith: How much I love you, my beloved, and I fear for you from the wrath of the Most Gracious, and I want eternity in heaven, rivers and valleys.
One evening, Abu al-Hikma went to visit his close friend (Nasra), the grandfather of Aref, and the old man was lying on his bed, and the signs and signs of illness were visible on his face, which was covered by the yellowness of the disease. He was sick, sad, and afraid of losing his grandson or leaving him alone in this life, and Abu Al-Hikma, as usual, was trying to get him out and control his grief by sarcasm and joking in his strange paradoxes, while Aref was preparing a cup of tea for the honorable guest, the closest friend to his grandfather. He jokingly tells his grandfather:
Come on, you lazy old man, get up and get up from your bed, or are you faking illness to evade your work? Because you know many people are waiting for you to make many statues for them and to bless them and to bring them closer to the god Antar, then he approaches him whispering in a low voice, but Arif had approached the place where they were sitting, and he heard Abu al-Hikma whispering to his grandfather, saying in a tone that was not devoid of his usual sarcasm: Or are you afraid of no destiny?
God Antar is that you die while you are still guilty and committing some acts that anger God the Great Antar, and He will hold you accountable for it, and your sins will tend towards the bottom, so you will be among the doomed? Isn't this what he tells us in the lesson and preaching of the religious preacher.. and you fear that you will perish and you want to repent in order to rise and ease the scale of sins that is on its way the other scale to the bottom
Grandfather (Nisra): Why not? Isn't this better for me to do? Perhaps I died now or after a while, and I am guilty, so I am counted and, as you say, among the doomed.
Abu al-Hikma added, with a smile dripping with sarcasm, saying: I see that it is possible or permissible for you to let both sides swing and dance, once above and once below, and in the end the ship of one of the two parties will dock on one of the shores, either hell or resident bliss. I see that this will be a sight. It is completely dazzling, like the body of a dancer or dancer, as it moves once to the right and once to the left, up and down. It is a truly delightful and entertaining sight
The grandfather replied while he was fighting a sick smile that glimpsed shyness from between his lips and in a quavering voice that was overcome by coughing: Even in illness and in the words of God, I see you joking, O father of wisdom, mixing the grandfather with joking as usual.
At this moment, Aref entered, holding a cup of tea in his hand, while he was trembling or controlling himself from anger. The coven and among them were those who considered him malicious, cunning, and shrewd, feigning ignorance, stupidity, lack of understanding, and naivety in order to say what he wanted, so he would be called insane, and there is no blame on him.
Aref did not feel comfortable with the stinging words of Abu al-Hikma, and he felt that he meant them many times and meant what he said, and that inside him was a denial of the credibility of the great God Antar, and this indicates the weakness of his faith, although he used to confirm in front of many that he is a believer and performs acts of worship. Another is to ease the bitterness of the days and analyze the bitterness of life with this sarcastic banter, no more, no less. And then Arif entered and offered tea to Abu al-Hikma, who took the cup from it immediately, saying with great gratitude: Indeed, this is a cup of tea in its time.
With the corner of his eye towards the grandfather, who was lying on the bed, he said, and a roaring smile appeared among the gnashing of his teeth, saying: I prayed to the great God Antar to cure me of my headache, but he kept clinging to my opinion and clinging to it, not wanting to leave it at all. Of tea is stronger than my supplication, and the stubborn headache will not be able to bear it.. Perhaps this stubborn headache was ashamed of himself and left before you with the first sip of tea.. What a rebellious, non-believer, disobedient to God.
Aref exhaled a long, sharp sigh that came out from between his ribs, penetrating like a sword, until its heat scorched Abu al-Hikma's face. Honestly, I am confused about your matter, and I no longer distinguish between what you are referring to from your words and its paradoxes. Are you joking, or are you mixing seriousness with humor for something in yourself?!! You have baffled me a lot, and I always spend the nights thinking about your words, even when I was young, I used to wonder a lot about your words, and as you knew about me when I was a child, I used to wonder and think and ask a lot of questions about faith and God, and I was thinking about your parting and joking, is it just a joke as it was and still my grandfather tells me Always or is it something else you're aiming for?
Something you do not want to tell anyone about, or you are afraid of delivering it, so pretend to be foolish and crazy, making him the postman who says on your behalf what you do not dare or what you do not dare to say. Then why do you say what you say? I was a child and I had a reason is that I was young and I did not realize what the meaning of true faith is, but you are not,,, and suddenly Abu Al-Hikma sprang up from his place after he muttered words in which he said (I wish you were a child as you were, and I wish you had not grown up. But then he sprang Standing, feigning anger, he shouted, saying in a loud voice that almost penetrated the ears of the gadi and the smeller: "I swear that I am a believer? I do not accept that anyone doubts this? What are you saying, my son? I represent you telling me these words. No, no… This is too much, I don't."
I absolutely accept this insult from you, because I was joking with your grandfather to relieve him of some of the symptoms of his illness. You simply come to me to hear these insulting words. Soon, grandfather Aref straightened up a bit in his bed, trying to lift himself out of bed, while Abu Al-Hikma tried to calm him down, and he felt that he was angry, saying: "Don't worry, Abu Al-Hikma, because Aref is like your grandson, and he never intended to offend you at all. He loves you very much, loves to joke with you, and laughs at your paradoxes a lot. Immediately, Arif got up from his place and approached Abu Al-Hikma and kissed his head with regret and regret, apologizing to him and regretted saying: I apologize, Grandfather, Abu Al-Hikma, I did not mean to offend you or to question your faith. I was just wondering. Then I was.. So Aba Al-Hikma interrupted, pretending that he had calmed down from his anger while sighing: I am a true believer, and because I consider you a person close to me like your grandfather mumbled, I am joking with you, that is all.
Do you know why you are wrong, O father of wisdom, you wonderful good man.. Sometimes I see you wise. Please forgive me and do not be angry with me.
Abu al-Hikma sighed, saying: I forgave you, my son. Is the grandfather angry with his grandson? I just wanted to test the extent of your love for me and your eagerness to please me. And in a tone not devoid of sarcasm, he said: Just as we, the faithful slaves, are keen on pleasing and satisfying the great God (Antar the Generous), and we know that He is testing us, so this life on our glorious planet (Antaroto), of course, is not my test. I am yours now. But it is a deeper, more informative, wiser, and more divine test as well, to see how keen we are to strive to please Him, so He chooses and chooses from among us in the end, after our death, of course, who deserves to be eternally in His bliss, and who was the most eager to please Him and avoid His wrath, punishment, and bitterness of Hell. We are content with this test, and we know very well that He is testing us without us asking or wondering why He needs such a test when He is the All-Knowing, the Experienced, and the Powerful. ?!! Do you see him doubting like us or having some fears?!!! Before Aref uttered a single word, Abu Al-Hama added with lightning speed and in a firm, decisive and quick tone, and said: Of course, this is Saman's whispering. He is entering my despicable head. The famous thing that happened between them in the past, when he was in charge of everything in the palace of the god Antar, and he betrayed the covenant and trust, what a damned despicable person. Confident, firm and sarcastic at the same time: But I always remember when I mention this exam and that test, I remember an old story that I had heard from my grandfather and I still remember it now and smile
Aref asked eagerly: What is this story?
Abu al-Hikma: My grandfather told me that when he was a young man he had a friend and he was from a remote area far from our vast planet (Antaroto) and this young man had a small tongue in which there were many and varied fruits. They always wreaked havoc on his orchard. They were always sneaking in secretly in the darkness of the night, in the stillness of the day, to the orchard to pick from its delicious fruit, play with it, and cut the leaves and fruits of the trees. They did not stop playing and picking the fruits from the trees of his orchard, spoiling what he had planted and getting tired of it, and he could not sell the amount he wanted from the season's harvest. He exhausted all means with them from violence, hope, and courtesy, and none of that worked for them. Finally, after torment, suffering, and long thinking, he resorted to a clever trick. And one day he decided to make a statue consisting of two pieces of wood, and it had a fake head and hands stretched across their width. He dressed this wooden statue in clothes that resembled his human form, meaning that it was completely similar to the shape of children, and he called it (Ammar Al-Fashar). It looks like an evil wizard and then put it in a hidden place
Grandpa Eagle: Bless you, my son. Then Aref kissed his grandfather on the forehead and went to his room and where he was, trying to go to sleep. He was making others miserable and burdening them with his question. Aref tried to drive away the ghost, and Aref the little boy continued to question and think a lot. He tried to distance him from his imagination, from his memory, and from his thought, but he kept insisting on him, and his words or inquiries continued to gnaw his mind
again, and the ghost of this child continued to corrode with his voice the mind of young Aref. The matured and the struggle raged between both of them, and the young man, Aref, entered into a duel with the ghost of the child, Aref, defeated each other once, and the other defeated him again, and the battle heated up, and sleep completely escaped from the eyelids of the young man, Aref. Or rather, his heart. Aref feared for his faith from the sharp blades of this ghost's voice that wanted to approach him, but rather from his heart from his faith in order to kill him. And Aref the young man entered into a whirlpool and struggled with that little ghost, and he was asking himself, "Does he really look small and ignorant that he does not understand, or that his words are logical and his thought is pure?" He had not been contaminated and had not been indoctrinated yet, and Arif wondered who would win in this raging struggle between them and who would prevail in the end.
Chapter Ten (Slavery of the Free)
A contradiction in meaning from the video of Fadi and Ernest William after Fadi returned as a black and white in the manner of Rabia Al-Adawiya, not out of greed for heaven and out of a sense of humiliation like a submissive slave. Aref will discover this contradiction
Aref's conditions, which changed recently after Abu Al-Hikma's visit to his sick grandfather, did not last long. Since that dark night, Aref has almost not tasted sleep most nights, and if he happened to fall asleep a little and was overcome by some drowsiness at night while he was in the midst of his thinking, he would wake up to hallucinations and fantasies, as if a dark black nightmare was sitting on his chest, weighing down his breathing and squeezing it and tightening his throat until he felt that he was about to lose consciousness.
He would wake up from his sleep in terror, extending his trembling hand to the glass of water next to him, and sipping a few drops of water from it as if he was on the brink of a pit of inevitable destruction, and trying to cling to his last thread of life, hoping that it would return to him again after he had lost all hope in it. His grandfather noticed this change in him and did not know the reason for it. He tried hard to ask him and give him a chance to speak, but he used to make excuses for being busy with his studies. Aref was studying in a high school on the planet. He loved reading since he was young and studied with passion and avidity. He always read every manuscript that fell into his hands in all sciences and their types. This was the reason for his many annoying questions when he was a child. Today, after he grew up and became a young man, he is studying science in a high school. Their remote area on the planet Antaruto had several libraries and various places for reading filled with topics and manuscripts.
All of them were, of course, under the supervision of Antar's men, his guards, his followers, and his three preachers. Antar's men confiscated all the books and manuscripts that talked about things far from or different from Antar's law, religion, and slavery, which had become an obligatory duty on the believing slaves.
Antar used to order the burning of those books and manuscripts that contradicted what was stated in his tolerant law (the law of An Turabi) and his holy book, which He embodies the ideas of his law and establishes the necessity and obligation of his divinity and servitude to the point that he imposed on the students in those schools, both regular and higher, the study of his religion, his books and his law and prevented any student of knowledge from succeeding if he did not succeed in studying his law. However, recently, specifically before the period in which Aref's character changed, a group of people who called themselves (the researchers) infiltrated this region of the planet Antaruto and claimed that they wanted to develop, organize and modernize all the regions, states and countries of the planet Antaruto and that they were gradually roaming the planet to make updates to it and follow up on whether its people needed financial or social assistance or to find a solution to some of the problems that the inhabitants of the planet might face in any region.
They would bring with them to the library of the neighborhood where Aref and his grandfather lived many scientific books and manuscripts.
In order to be able to achieve their goals, they would pay a lot of money to Antar's men, followers and guards to allow them to display and place those books, sciences and references and to conduct secret tours in the country and the region without Antar noticing. And the men of his palace and the guards were helping them to come at night in disguise in exchange for paying money and keeping the news of their arrival secret. Arif had recently started to frequent the library a lot and his eyes would only fall on these scientific books and manuscripts, so he would stay all night and day holding them, engrossed in reading them. What helped him in this was his passion and intense love for knowledge and learning to the point that he would sit in front of his grandfather while they were eating lunch or dinner and his grandfather would remain an eagle contemplating him without feeling him as if he were in another world. Even his lover and fiancée (Hind) noticed his sudden change and that he had started to miss a few appointments to spend hours reading those books sitting in the library engrossed in them. He often apologized for missing their expected meeting on the pretext that he was busy with his studies or with his grandfather's illness that was getting worse. For a period of time, Aref was evading the trench of his beloved, who had wished for nothing in his life except that they would be united in one place and get married. He was escaping from everything around him as if he was escaping from something, something new and strange to him, something that had invaded him and stormed inside him and attacked his mind fiercely, then began to insist on him with the force of the sword of sharp doubts that began to attack him with raging crowds of her fierce questions that invaded his mind and thoughts day and night, even in his sleep,
if sleep came to him, which he refused to visit. And it no longer helped him to use the pretext that it was the whispers of Saman, the hidden cursed enemy who wanted to harm him and trap him in the clutches of disbelief and denial of his faith and his god Antar al-Antari. This statement became like a feather that could not even withstand for a moment in the wind of the storms of doubts and his urgent questions that squeezed his mind and took him and made him hate everything and everyone around him except for them. Even his grandfather noticed his change, and even he did not enjoy his enjoyable sessions, evenings, and nights with his dear grandson in the moonlight.
Aref was evading even confronting his grandfather with these questions that brought him back as the persistent child who was very skeptical, thoughtful and questioning, that child whom Aref tried to remove from his imagination to confront or stand up to the hordes of his questions and doubts that attacked him since the day of Abu Al-Hikma's visit. The strangest thing about the matter is that he knew that everyone in their country in this part of the planet Antaruto looked at Abu Al-Hikma as just a foolish or ridiculous man who raved about whatever words came out of his tongue, and most of them considered him half-crazy, even the preacher would leave him raving as he described him if he commented or spoke some words in a comment on the religious lesson while he was giving it to the believing slaves.
The goal of leaving him and saying as he pleased was to make fun of his words and laugh and have fun with them to relieve some repression or concern from the concerns of life, even Antar the ruling god and his men knew about Abu Al-Hikma, the half-crazy as they described him, and they said that leaving him was no problem and the dust was on him, as he was entertaining and worked as a safety valve to prevent an explosion. The internal human beings, I mean the faithful slaves, and leaving him unharmed is evidence of freedom in the land of the god Antar and evidence of accepting opinion and other opinions, as if he represents an opposing side to you with conditions, a sarcastic, light-hearted side afflicted with dementia or some foolishness so that the matter would be nice and have some comedy in it, as they say.
But despite all this and that, Aref did not see these qualities in Abu Al-Hikma, but he often felt angry with him and his words and his paradoxes and sarcastic comments, because they raised questions in Aref's mind and moved his strong faith and awakened him from his deep sleep in a desperate attempt to undermine the strength of his faith, which was unshakable like a mountain or a huge giant. But in the midst of this rejection of everything Abu Al-Hikma was saying, there was one question that was raised: Why did Abu Al-Hikma deliberately say that? And why is he not like the rest? Why do I notice a strange determination and confidence like the confidence of someone who is certain in his eyes and a fiery gleam that pierces my mind and thoughts whenever I see him talking about some of his sarcastic paradoxes??!!! He does not seem to me like a madman or even a half-fool as they say.
These confident looks do not suggest that to me? Why can't I believe that he is like that? Why don't I see him like the rest and be satisfied???? This is what was always going on in Aref's mind, but he was quick to kill the poison of these obsessions that were running through the dam of his pure faith to defile it by assuring himself that faith is more important than everything and anything, and that when a person loses his faith, he loses everything, and when he finds his faith, he finds everything!! Especially since faith is a part of knowledge and the more the believing servant learns, the closer he will get to his God and the more he will know Him. Knowledge and faith complement each other, for God is not worshipped through ignorance, as the preacher (Shaher) always used to say to him and to other students of knowledge and religious preaching, who always brandished the sword of knowledge and covered it with the luminous, divine, and compassionate aura of faith so that the light of knowledge would shine and spread thanks to the strong aura of faith. Aref quickly became comfortable with these promotions, which were justifications or rather explanations for what sometimes simmered in his head from Abu al-Hikma's sarcastic words,
so he quickly forgot the matter and the light of the divine, compassionate, and compassionate faith would shine in his heart again. They wanted to extinguish the light of the god Antar, but he completed his light, even if the thinkers hated it (I mean the cursed infidels). And soon everything would return to normal. But why did Aref find himself standing confused this time, as if he were between a hammer and anvil?? Why couldn't Aref silence the screaming voice of Abu Al-Hikma in his mind this time? Why did he get overwhelmed by torrents and storms of all these doubts that fell on his head like snow and torrential rain on a stormy night whose deterrent light and lightning flashed and whose roar echoed in the corners of his mind and he began to wander around, loiter, frolic and play wherever he wanted like a drunken reveler who never ceases to calm down or remain silent about his fun and revelry whenever and however he wanted! Were his words and stories influential? And why?
Were they logical? Did he see in his stories what I wanted and threatened the throne of his faith or shook it from its place? No, no, of course not.. It is just a story.. An ordinary story that does not deserve for a person to stop at it or even think about it? But this weapon that Arif was resorting to soon began to fall and fall dead in front of the questions of reason and awareness in front of logic, each colliding with the other, causing a crack in the wall of Arif's faith, the faith that he maintained throughout these years.. the years that he spent in the arms of his grandfather Nasr (who raised him after his grandmother died and after his mother died who moved away from his father and separated from him after disagreements and differences and quarrels between them when Arif was a child and he was very attached to his mother who he lived with away from his father who died two years later and Arif was then a child of five years old and he continued to live alone with his mother and his maternal grandfather and his grandmother until his mother died who fell ill after the disease killed her and his grandmother followed her shortly after and he was left with only his grandfather Nasr who devoted himself to raising him completely and he was always afraid for him when he was young and especially from his peers when he studied in the town's book where they cheated and Arif was exposed to bullying repeatedly And repeatedly,
he was young, away from his peers and colleagues, because he was always lonely and withdrawn, he loved to sit alone, communing with his loneliness, reading, then reading and learning. Reading and the love of knowledge were better and dearer to him than anything else, to the point that he preferred that to playing with his peers, the young boys of his age, until Aref grew up in the arms of his grandfather, who feared for him, especially because of his many questions and inquiries, which often caused his grandfather to become bored, and even tense and anxious about this little boy, until Aref grew up and approached the preacher Shaher, and his faith grew stronger, who tempted him with knowledge without him finding any shame or surprise in that, and he became a believer, or rather one of the believing slaves, but what happened to him now?
!! He himself does not know or does not know anymore? Suddenly, a question flashed before Aref's mind like a flash of lightning, which is: How did his sick mother die and why did the god Antar not heal her? She was a respectable lady with high morals and respectable behavior. She was never bad in her life, and the evil one did not harm anyone or deceive anyone, except that she did not believe in the god Antar only because she did not know him at that time and he did not reveal himself and at that time no one knew except a few and many were skeptical of him, as they did not know about him except that he was the tyrannical, unjust, dictatorial ruler Antar and they were not sure of his divinity at that time.
Do you think he is punishing my mother because she did not believe that? She was just not sure. Then why did faith not enter her heart if he was able and capable? She was a good, poor woman?! Everyone at that time was new to the alleged divinity of Antar and his maternal grandmother was like his mother in everything, or rather his mother was like her. What was their fault? Is it their only fault that they did not know Him yet?!!? At that time He had not sent many of His messengers and envoys as is the case now. Everyone was new to Him and His divinity that suddenly surfaced.
Do you think He deliberately made His mother and grandmother infidels and wanted that intentionally!! Isn't He saying that He controls everything and that He is capable of everything and that everything that happens in life is by His command and knowledge and He is the One who makes the infidel in Him an infidel and wants and desires and who makes the believer a believer and wants this and desires. Isn't He saying that He has ruled and commanded everything that happens and that He has the right to say on the infidels who are not believing slaves? He bought it intentionally and wanted to pour the disease into the body of His mother and then his grandmother so that they would die infidels in Him. Is He that evil? Or perhaps He could not prevent the disease from ravaging them. So is He unable or incapable? So why do we call Him a god then? If He is in a form other than the one He describes Himself in!! Or is He able but wants to do that? So he is evil and not merciful and compassionate as he describes himself in the Holy Book. And in the law of my holy Torah and its books that they studied and memorized by heart throughout these many years, the past payment!!
Or if he was able and could prevent the disease or evil but wanted it to happen by his own will, then he is evil if he deprived him of his mother whom he loves very much and this god caused him to become an orphan and did not have mercy on his condition and his suffering in his life. He only thought about his divine self and that was enough.
So he is not merciful as he always says or says about himself.. and if he wants good and does not want evil and does not want the disease but cannot prevent it, then the disease is more deadly than him, so he is not able and does not control and does not know everything and the most arrogant and tyrannical is that he cannot control a mere disease or incurable illness! So he is not a god? Is there a god who is not able and incapable?!! So what is the difference between him and his believing servants?!! Aref tried hard to silence this screaming and sobbing inside his head, but to no avail. He tried in vain, and all his attempts went down the drain. The pinnacle of patience is to remain silent while there is a wound in your heart that speaks, and to smile while there are a thousand tears in your eyes!!!!!
A time will come when your chest will be filled with words. If you let them out, they will hurt you, and if you keep them in, they will hurt you. Aref tried that over and over again, then he tried and tried… he believed, then he believed and believed… he believed in his faith and always gave everything he had for it to please his mind first and then his beloved grandfather. He truly became a righteous, faithful young man, defending faith and the great god Antar. He always saw faith as an important part of the knowledge that he had always loved, and this was the reason for his strong faith and his interest in religion and religious preaching and his constant devotion to it. But now, suddenly, the time has come to ask…?
As if his mind had prepared a court for him… then he began to hold him accountable, sometimes and reproach him at other times. Aref tried hard to get his mind to escape from him, but it was pursuing him and insisting on pursuing him and besieging him with many questions. His mind continued to pursue him throughout this period in a desperate attempt by Aref to keep him away from him. Then this damned mind grew closer and closer to him and besieged him with its logic and knowledge more and more. In vain, he tried to expel it or confront it with knowledge, as it had existed for the first time, or rather, he had noticed that there was a line or a dividing line between the two of them, as if each of them was walking on a path or two paths, like two parallel paths that never met at one point. Rather, they now appeared to him as two enemies called (knowledge and faith). They had changed towards him after they had been friends, or so he thought, and then he found them far from each other.
Suddenly, in the midst of his thoughts, Aref felt as if a dark black cloud had begun to clear from above his eyes, and then he saw something he had not seen before. He could not see and understand what he did not understand or refused to understand at all. It was as if this mind and that intrusive, intrusive logic were insisting, while insisting on him with its questions, to increase the torments that it was throwing on his shoulders, tired from the long road.. a road in which Aref had given a lot of faith and honesty… but he suddenly found himself in the midst of a sea of his thinking and his struggle between his mind and his faith-based emotion that he linked to his mind, or so he thought, and he did not see any difference between them.
And all of this was thanks to the preacher (Shaher), who was the reason for his love for faith-based knowledge or scientific faith linked to culture, science, and the disturbance, I mean scientific jazz, especially when he always used to say in his lessons that God is not worshipped through ignorance… and now he saw different things that he had not seen before or did not want to see, as if a dark, opaque cloud was overwhelming with masses of its dense clouds over the space of his mind until it tightened its grip on him so that he no longer saw or heard anything but it.
And suddenly those clouds that were gathering in the space and sky of his subconscious mind began to dissipate, and it seemed to him as if a glimmer of a new light, strange to him, began to appear timidly and with features of overwhelming confusion that brought back to him all the memories of his childhood past, insistent and fluid, unconcerned with reward or consequences.
Where all he wanted at that time was to know and understand without any restrictions of fear or greed panting after a desire. He is now extremely comfortable tired!!!!
Yes, it is comfortable tired!! If Aref felt for the first time since he put it on years ago of his life that he got rid of the restrictions that were weighing him down while he did not feel their weight but rather welcomed them without being aware of that weight thinking that it was necessary, his fatigue and confusion in the recent period became like a new door that began to open before him gradually and very slowly to leave him to discover for himself and search for a solution to all the puzzles in his mind behind this mysterious unknown door. Several days passed while Arif was alone in his room's balcony watching the sky and the movement of the stars.
Before that time, he pretended to want to go to sleep so that his grandfather would not worry about his condition, but as soon as he entered his room and was alone, sleep refused to visit him. He quickly got up as if he was choking on the breath of his breath and went towards the balcony of his room while contemplating the vast space around him in a weak, dim light emanating shyly from the moon. Then he began to wonder: Where can I buy the truth? Where can I find the answers to what is going on in my head? Should I believe Abu Al-Hikma's nonsense and paradoxes that he throws and hurls into my mind as if he is aiming sharp arrows at it, then pretending to joke and mock? Should I ignore what I started to think and tell myself, as everyone says, that he is just a half-crazy person and that his nonsense is of no importance except that it is for laughter and entertainment??!!
He asked himself many questions as if he was searching for an answer in this vast universe, or perhaps the answer fell upon him from among the folds of the scattered stars that he saw shining in the expanse of space here and there. Are these the whispers of Saman, this cursed devil in disguise, whom everyone thought was an ascetic and a righteous man, and whom they sought to draw near to in the past?
Is there, is there… but there is a safe and responsive one. Aref's life in the recent period continued in this manner for about several months, during which his grandfather was very confused about him and was unable to know the secret of the change that had suddenly occurred to him, so that when Abu Al-Hikma came to visit them, Aref did not receive him as usual, nor did he bring him the tea he loved from Aref's hand, but rather he would sit, confined and absent-minded, in his room. Abu Al-Juma and his grandfather often tried to knock on the door, hoping that he would come out of his sudden isolation.
Aref would not open the door for them, claiming that he wanted to sleep or that he was tired and needed rest. Even the lessons and sermons of the preacher (Shaher), which he used to care about and attend regularly, he had recently stopped paying any attention to and avoided them, citing any reason, until that day came when Aref was sitting alone in the library of the town where he lived in one of the countries of the planet Antaruto, busy searching for a scientific book to read, hoping that it would quench his thirst for knowledge, or perhaps this book would restore the rift and mend the crack in the wall of divine faith that had become Fragile and weak as the roof of a house about to collapse, and suddenly a hand reached out stealthily to his shoulder while he was searching among the books, then he heard a faint voice whispering in his ear, saying confidently: I have something useful for you, and I think it is what you are looking for among these obscure patchwork books.