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                                                             Preface

This book is specially designed for all theologian and atheist. A philosophy converted into fiction to enlighten the mind and spirit of readership perplexed for peace facing the menace of terrorism. It's an experiment creating shortcut of story telling, to uproot the basis of terrorism even hidden in your heart.

With the rise of our existence on Earth, we created many omnipresent and omnipotent Gods for our safety and splendor. All the incarnations of our Gods and his messenger where against terror of their own period, not to hide our sins among our separated faith at this current period. This creation will lead you to the reality of Gods teachings now providing safety to terrorism. In maze of different illusive Gods teachings, it's difficult to locate the roots of terrorism. "Do you know, what is terrorism?"

Devotions with desires in thralldom of opulence are the real creator of terrorism. Worse aspects of literature (Holy book), separating our belief are the potency of terrorism. To uproot the basis of terrorism, first of all we will have to identify the existence of Gods in order to unify the pictures of God in one idea. Following this creation you will feel, we all are a creator and even a victim of terrorism. It means, to save our own existence from terror, we always created a base for terror by separating our own belief and faith. Now to prevent the rise of terrorism, it's essential to be aware of the difference between Gods teachings and those of a satanic power.

Today all mankinds are standing honestly against terrorism will not be able to prevent the rise of terrorism with a wrong strategy depending on modern technologies. Really we have lost the worth of our holy books in attraction of modern technologies that fulfills our desires for opulence. Depending on modern technology (Gun power and Money power), neglecting the real meaning of our holy books means, we are only pretending for war on terrorism. As far we aware, lethal technologies for our safety are not beyond reach for the mastermind creating terror. They are successfully attacking and threatening the entire world. At next stage they may emerge with our lethal modern technology (Dirty bomb) in most of the metropolitan cities of the world and bring us on our knee. With the potency from worse parts of our holy books, they are right on top of all pretending for war on terrorism. It's the time to consider, what makes the structure of barbarism steady and invincible?

Really it's the illusion of the worse aspects of literature, that transforms a mankind into lethal bomb. As thrall of modern technology, we ignored the grace of literature and provided a large space to the worse aspects of literature to emerge as fanaticism. Unification against terrorism is only pretence, without unification of the grace from literature. "Is it possible?"

I have done it. Searching the roots of terrorism from last 11 years, among science (Darwin's theory), history (Fame book) and many holy books of leading religions throughout the world. I have placed the grace of our Gods teachings in order to encounter the doctrine originating human bombs for annihilation. A devotee with desires for opulence will never allow us to touch the worse aspects of our holy books. Here is the vulnerable point that provides safety to terrorism. Unmasking the illusive lethal ideology of religions, I converted a philosophy into fiction to unify the grace of all sects in one idea Following Darwin's theory and the periods of the origin of sects and holy books according to history. In fact, this book is not a poetry, Everything is clear, following words by words from the first five pages, you'll get an ecstatic rhythm entertaining till end by grace of spiritualism.

There are four characters in this creation. First of all is the Father- a replica of all our Gods in one idea. According to all our religions, " There is only one almighty." Can you say, where is the real one"? No, because instead of searching the truth, we are killing each other to fulfill our own desire for opulence and hiding our sins behind fame of our own Gods. Next is the supernatural power-the potency of Nature. No doubt, Nature is the Mother of all creatures. One who does not trust the Nature as their own mother, they may enjoy the global warming as timid waiting for support from modern technology. Agilia the character and the tittle of this book is the mass figure of our sins. Always majority has fallen in thralldom of Agilia. Now right on top. Angel is the face of our innocence, existing as rare cool rays of truth, love and peace.

 

First chapter of this book separates the existence of God and the evil power.

Second chapter shows the effects of evil power and sacred power, with an origin of a planet.

Third chapter indicates the embodiment of supernatural power as Nature playing key role to originate this creation. It shows the origin of terror among creatures following up to the period of dinosaur.

Forth chapter indicates the origin of human beings {Following Darwin's theory} among rise of terror. Following the rise of evil power with human being, revenge of Nature. Rise of knowledge in existence of human being, leading them towards divinity to stand against terror. You can feel the separation of human being as tribes, separating our planet by outskirts of realms that creates a perpetual base for terrorism.

Fifth chapter indicates the rise of Hinduism against terrorism. Rise of terrorism as desire of opulence, separating the existence of God and human beings.

Sixth chapter is based on history. Rise of Buddhism and many other religions against evils creating terror.

 

Seventh chapter regards the rise of the " Son of God" against evils emerging as terrorism.

Eighth chapter follows the rise of the "Last Messenger of God" against evil power. Even this chapter leads us up to this current situation, rising as global issue "War against Terrorism" indicating the rise of science.

Ninth chapter is the face of our future. What we are gaining now? Where are we going on? What's our end?                                        

 

 

First Chapter

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Far away,

On the star of a Milky-way...

 

All psyche were helpless,

Without any form

Suffering as timid, alone and forlorn

In the thralldom of sin,

Facing the darkness of terror within.

 

 

Even Angel was unable to save,

All psyche suffering damnation's blaze;

With the grace of truth and sanctity

Helpless was he,

Among that rise of profanity.

 

 

Soon after deep meditation,

Angel called Father to create a habitation

For all the psyches

Angel could see

Bewildered on the path of salvation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Father emerged perceptive and knowing

And said, "Let us evoke the supernatural power.

Only is she obtainable from grace of the divine,

To create a habitation forever.

For all psyche with figure.

On the path to salvation,

She is real protégés of sacred power."

 

"Remissive is the supernatural power,

With a spineless truth for undesirable devotion.

A blaze of passion, she is as a boisterous storm,

Able to emerge as the fire of annihilation."

 

 

 

"O, my Father!" Said Angel

"All exists by thy reasoning,

Call her to create a base for salvation.

Really all psyches need a heaven.

Without the agony of damnation!"

 

 

"Amen!" Said Father with mystic smile.

"Innovate among lustre of supernaturalism,

As stoic among the shadows of illusionism.

Terror of darkness will emerge,

With the grace of supernatural power,

To seduce the creative verve of theism"

 

"Until perdition of that evil existence,

I will incarnate for reformation.

For the need of any period.

I am always obtainable for all,

To sanctify the path towards salvation."

 

 

"Always ready to offer love and grace,

Secure is the supernatural power.

Now have the benefit of her ecstatic smile

To sanctify all psyches for ever."

 

 

After the call from Father

The supernatural power emerged as a nymph

Clad with a sacred lustre of sanctity.

With dark dapples on her own existence;

Was the incarnation of that celestial entity.

 

 

"O, palpable emblem of truth," stated Father.

"The real creators of this creation.

Generate a heaven for all psyches,

Suffering in the dark dapples of damnation."

 

"Offer grace to sanctify all psyches

And face the pain of mortality.

To beautify the path towards salvation,

Rise up with the fame of divinity."

 

 

Soon a big dark dapple

Emerged as her replica,

And said plaintively to the Father:

"Save my existence, O omnipotent,

From this sheen my perpetual emulator."

 

"I am better enough than this shine,

To create a heaven in the sky.

Offer me a chance, O my Father,

Only for once I want to try."

 

 

 

 

 

"Even am I a part

Of your supernatural power.

Immortal and potential enough,

To beautify all psyche in a figure.

But I want this power to shine

As faithful slave forever."

 

 

 

 

"You have both invincible powers,

Separated within one celestial existence.

You are the base of heaven and hell,

Existent in a cosmos with different salience.

"I want to identify your seniority."

Said Father with a mystic smile.

"To regard one as queen of this creation,

By the continuation of rare permanence."

 

 

Lustre as nymph stood still as an innocent.

But the dark of her replica,

Soon jumped through the brilliance,

Just as an insensible - now resistant to the shine

Began to blast - to face the danger,

Creating inferno began- the battle of invincibility.

 

 

 

Now Father told Angel with perpetual smile

"Help the shine! Save the emblem of chastity!

For the grace of supernatural power,

Save the existence of divinity!

This dark tangled mazes the verve of creative sapience.

It will seduce all deiform,

Towards the agony of mortality."

 

 

 

 

 

"The perpetual rare bliss

From the ecstatic power of amity

Rises against the dark dapples of sin

Under patronage of immortality

Until the final victory of divinity,

I will embroil them in mortality"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Angel, as patron of sheen,

Came up as her preserver.

Soon with the power of sanctity,

He was near to defeating

The originators of sin - forever.

But he felt decadent in delusion,

Victimized by the evil power.

 

The potential of the dark dapples

Emerged near Angel as a nymph.

With attractive heaven, made by illusion.

Said, "I am Agilia, your agile thrall.

Able enough, to beautify this creation."

 

"O, mighty victor of this cosmos!

Without embodiment we can't play,

Get ready for commencement

This period is passing on its way."

 

 

With the joy of victory and in illusion of opulence,

Angel lost his own sacred power and ability,

Trapped by the smile of Agilia, among a florid garden,

He was enthralled in a maze of puerility.

 

 

 

After the fall of Angel, in maze of evil illusion,

The shine of supernatural power came back to Father.

Now devils got golden chance to trap all formless psyches

In horrid shameless figure.

Sins in subordination of Agilia began to rise high,

As a victorious ensign of evil power.

 

In a blaze of puerility,

Angel burned his own sacred potency.

To suffer the pain of damnation.

So peccants began to celebrate own impeccable victory,

Without offering Angel the chance for salvation.

 

 

Soon Father

Told to supernatural power.

"Save the fame of divine

Fallen in maze of sins forever."

 

 

 

 

 

Obeying the order of kind Father,

The sacred shine of supernatural power

Captured Angel under its own cool ray.

Before it could be stopped,

Shine, with Angel, was on her way.

 

 

 

After salvation by mercy of almighty

As newborn from dark illusion.

Feeling the pain of degradation,

Angel asked Father.

"Why the joy of victory is lethal

Seductive for any innocent believer?

Father! I am unable to know

Why the belief of Sanctity falls,

In a maze, made by evil power?"

 

 

Patron of supernatural power

Existent as belief of psyche among juncture.

Spoke with nectarine smile on his face -

To satisfy the innocent believer.

 

"I exist for all believers

Not only for sanctity.

My benefit is for good and evil

Even for psyche in maze of profanity."

 

"Hope and joy,

Is the first step towards sorrow.

Psyches with desire always die,

Victims of their own ego."

 

"The origin of joy based on desire

Cripples the verve of spiritual power.

Enthralling psyche in maze of guilt,

It changes the divinity,

As the blaze of pyre."

 

"Existence of divinity,

Beautifies the path towards salvation.

You should stoically sanctify

The rot of profanation.

Now watch the misguided Agilia

Rushing with psyches towards damnation."

 

 

 

 

 

 

Far in the illusive heaven

Shameless peccants were enjoying their victory

Rapt with evil liaison, haughty Agilia was salacious,

Offering a figure to all innocent psyche

To enthrall them in heinous profanation.

 

As Angel saw the unbelievable sight

He stood up with his own sacred power.

Without tolerance, with perplexity,

He wanted to destroy the base of sin,

To sanctify all psyche forever.

 

 

Father told him, just at that moment.

"Try to behave as an innocent believer.

At this period of juncture,

When the dark is standing ahead

Of the lustre of supernatural power."

 

 

 

 

"Victory and sanctity need vows of renunciation,

Do not burn in a blaze of retaliation.

Remember, the first lesson of divinity

Vanity is an obstacle on path of salvation."

 

 

"O, my Father of all," said Angel.

"Now all psyches are on the path of damnation.

Not even a jot is safe from illusion.

Please help me now, in this maze of dark,

I want to save the entire psyche from profanation."

 

 

"For all am I," said Father.

"Able enough to protect the volition of truth.

But when these originators of sins are rough,

All sapient should behave as smooth."

 

"Try to be suave,

Among the maze of dark,

As this supernatural shine,

Inviolable tolerance is needed

To save the fame of divine."

 

"By lustre of tolerance we shine.

Retaliation makes all incapable.

Wait! Till end of this improbable celebration,

Victory of this dark is not stable."

 

 

 

Angel as obedient stood near Father

Under shine of supernatural power.

And began to watch the deeds of peccants,

For the period, to emerge as lustre.

 

Psyche in mass figure

Began to celebrate, the function held by evil authority.

There was nothing to enjoy except sadism,

For the psyche in thralldom of dark potency.

 

Victory of the mother of sins,

Emerged with pang of malpractice and clamour.

Making all psyches lurid roisterers,

Free from fear of sacred power.

 

Agilia as an evil innovator

Was now the Regina of that illusive heaven

Not by the faith or not by the truth

Bad liaison was her attraction.

 

Rise of the pride,

Of any evil deed.

Can only create a base for guilt

Falling in maze of greed.

Timidity, to hide behind fame,

Always cripples sanctity and adds to the shame.

 

 

 

 

 

 

To uphold the victory,

Agilia soon gathered all evil power.

To trap them in a tangle of their own attraction.

She began to bewitch the frantic hordes

Under the dark ensign of profanation.

 

"You all mighty victors of cosmos,

Try to be steady for your own perpetuation.

We are only to win and enjoy,

Not to waste time on salvation."

 

"Joy is only for the mighty and brave,

Not for the incapable divinity.

Lustre is the power of our envy.

Seductive for us is the sanctity."

 

"Darkness is the base of our existence,

Shine of sanctity makes you inhibited.

Truth is the pretence of cowards

And mercy is lethal for cunning."

 

"Envious with suave behaviour,

Should hide in base of theism.

Destroy the grace of divinity,

Rise with seductive powers of illusionism."

 

"Neuter under armour of prurience

Will destroy the base of sanctification.

Selfishness should capture all sanctuary,

To raise the ensign of profanation."

 

 

 

Enthralling all peccants in own maze

By illusive prurient smile of profanation.

Agilia disappeared as timid from that conclave.

Satisfied with the power of illusion.

 

Blaze of desire rises high

And creates a stand for perdition.

Now thralls of Agilia came out from her maze

And gathered to trap her for evil liaison.

 

 

Evil liaison is originator of sins

Needs only armour of pretence.

Sly began to seduce the conclave,

As pioneer of evil existence.

"Awake, all mighty of this cosmos,

For freedom from a quean.

That grace of a boudoir,

By deceit became our queen."

 

"In servitude of an illusive woman

We will have to stay far away from opulence.

Existence of womanhood is only to enjoy,

No, not to enthrall our potency."

 

 

Blaze of prurience is most ruinous

That never offers a chance to Sanctify.

So all peccants with blaze of lust

As frantic asked the sly.

"We want Agilia as a slave

Now from where should we try?"

 

 

The effects of the evil deeds

Never take time to gather.

Soon the cunning was able enough,

To trap all the evil power.

 

Neuter was soon changed into dandy,

As an emblem of prurience.

Enthralling all the gathering

Sly began to enrich his own existence.

Saying: "Prurience is our potency,

The real power to make her slave.

With greed he will emerge near Agilia

To trap her in maze of smooth behave.

"Both mighty as forlorn with wounds

Will capture her heart and sapience.

Greed will trap her in a tumble of emotion.

Prurience will soon destroy her insight."

 

 

Greed and puerility soon went off,

Much faster they began to try.

They called Agilia with forlorn voice,

Hiding their own lust behind pathetic cry.

 

"O, venerable! Save us from damnation,

We all are among a pyre of perdition.

You are dethroned by a confrontation,

Save our existence in this creation."

 

 

 

As Agilia heard the cry of own co-partner,

She emerged with heart full of pity.

Looking at their wounds and wizened visage,

She told with perplexity,

"Existence of dark is immortal and invincible,

I hope it is an illusion of a deity."

 

 

Told the greed with pathetic voice.

"Really, he is an attractive dandy,

With horrible power to mesmerize.

We all fought, with all our might,

But by deceit, he was able to anaesthetize."

 

"We all are slave as now,

Of that illusive invincible power,

Though we tried to baffle his invasion.

We could only gain the pain of damnation.

He is an invincible entity,

With lethal power of annihilation."

 

"Anyhow by help of the mighty sly,

We both were able to escape from his damnation.

Please, save all your thralls from agony,

Tragic for us, is your separation."

 

 

Achievements from both trapped her soon,

Raising the blaze of her vanity.

As a frantic, with horrible mood,

She came up as an invincible entity.

 

"Come on both and watch,

The illusive power of my attraction.

No one at all can face the existence of dark,

Not in my creation."

 

 

 

"Forgive us, O my creator,"

Greed told with fear and began to quiver.

"Now we are unable to face that nefarious

Though we are your slave forever."

 

 

 

 

Agilia smiled, to hide own vanity

Under trap of the lethal maze.

Effects of all the evil deeds

Always emerges as deceit with fatal blaze.

 

"Return back to me again" Told Agilia.

"O you dark dapples of supernatural existence."

And soon she was victimized,

In the trap of greed and prurience.

 

 

 

Heart of Agilia was caught by greed,

And her sapience was captured by prurience.

She was trapped just in a while

By the sins originated from her own existence

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