Friday, May 1, 2009



That night the Learned Guru had waited for some extended time but his disciples did not turn up as usual in the secret chamber of the monastery. Wondering what had happened to his disciples was his main concern. He preferred to use his common sense rather than his extra-sensational perception. It could be they took a long route to avoid Chief Monk’s secret agents. Usually, his disciples were so eager to hear his chronicle, stories about pre-time realm when God of Zues was yet in reign. There were no Mother of God, Cybele who gave birth to her children; mythical gods and goddesses of different forms and shapes. They were indeed more interested in the singularity of Al-Mighty God of Al-Ahad but had ninety-nine divine Attributes. However, there were some who mentioned The Single God had three thousands names. All names were Divine and Magnificent.

Recalling his third disciple who was amused when being told that God of Iris did not create rainbow, the Learned Guru explained the theory behind the visual sighting of rainbow. Without the souls of water and fire, rainbow was only a refractive illusion that diverged light into spectrum of colours. Iris startled people through natural optical illusion and then reined them through ignorance, amazement and blind fidelity. Then, the Learned Guru would tell about The Book of al-Manazir[1], which would appear in later future to solve unanswered problems raised by Apollonius in his Conic. Those who recited the quintessence of Al-Fattah,[2] He would open the solution to all problems. The Learned Guru could recall the astonishment of his third disciple of how true was the enlightening description of a rainbow. He remembered it well that his third disciple had reiterated his observation, the presence of mini rainbows at the fountains all over agora. And how he ridiculed Iris, the god of rainbows, that rainbows seen at the horizon were no different that the one seen near the agora’s fountains on a sunny day. His third disciple explained to the crowd that rainbows were an optical illusion of sunrays passing through sprinkling dews from aquaducts and fountains across the agora. His third disciple was reprimanded of possible arrest from a monastery guard if he refused to stop making mockery to the god of Iris.

He also recalled how his third disciple had ceased praying to the god of sea as the divine name of the past turned out to be a minuscule entity in the future. Proteus would lose his godship over the Kingdom of Oceans, as the time-traveller Learned Guru revealed that Proteus would be just a name for a germ, which occasionally caused a stir in human guts. How could the third disciple continue to pray Proteus knowing that the faith of Proteus would end together with faecal matters in the future and futureafter?

His fourth disciple had also said that he had no longer believed in Themis. Besides, she was a woman; she had no power to decide the faith of others including the goddess herself.

The first disciple was no longer afraid being chastised likes Tantalus, who despised all gods and goddesses. And the fifth disciple swore that he no more submitted to Orisis, and then he destroyed all the figurine of Orisis because he wanted to devote his soul to the twenty-three pairs of chromosomes’ statuettes in side himself as described by the Learned Guru, who conveyed knowledge of the future to him. Nevertheless, the Learned Guru corrected his belief so that his fifth disciple would not succumb to the chromosomes as the new god because The Mighty One of Al-Ahad had created even the chromosomes, without any associates.

Obviously, his disciples were in danger, thought the Learned Guru. He was afraid that his disciples turned fanatic about his chronicle. The Learned Guru felt that he needed to rescue them. He ought to leave his metaphysical dominion and entered into a physical realm, which would make him loosing many of his superhuman capabilities. He was fully aware of such decision. His intuitive prophecy on the faith of his disciples came from his sixth and seventh senses, which he considered to be sufficient to deal with any obstacles facing ahead. Overstaying in an order of time could entrap him without possibility of leaving the realm. Only through time portals, which only appeared at certain moments of a dimension of time, he could be a time-traveller again. The risk of being caught in physical state would prevent him from continuing his journey from one aeon to another dimension of space-time realm.

When the Learned Guru found his five disciples, they were shackled in iron chains and were brought to the Chamber of Chief Monks at the Main Temple. The Learned Guru could identify his disciples while peeping through wooden lattice at the side of the Monks’ Conference Hall.

“O His Excellency Chief Monk, I brought before you, detainees of alleged religious apostates who rebelled against the holiness of Gods and Goddesses of Cephellania,” said Mathias from Leuconia. All monks were standing behind the Chief Monk who resided on the dais of the Main Temple, stared angrily at the accused apostates.

“Are they the ones who destroyed the idols of our divine gods and goddesses?” asked the Chief Monk in ferocious voice. His anger exceeded the rage of believers of Gods and Goddesses of Cephellania who fully occupied the Monks’ Conference Hall.

“Burn them!” shouted overlapping voices from the crowd.

“Wait!” said Democrates as he tried to calm the infuriated crowd. “His Excellency The Chief Monk, even though our anger is like burning lava of Mount Thera, the accused should be tried according to our tradition in Cephellania.”

“Try them! Try them!” shouted the crowd repeatedly.

“His Excellency the Chief Monk, their rebellions are so apparent, the damages they caused to the sacred idols tell its selves. Who else could have done it? You, Aleceus....” said Mathias from Leuconia as his index finger pointed to the face of the first disciple of the Learned Guru and continued, “are you the follower of Diagoras from Melos?”
“It is not true. I am not an atheist. And I’m not a doubter of a single God like Diagoras,” objected Aleceus.

“Then with whom do you worship?” questioned Mathias from Leuconia in high tone.

"He is not Diagoras from Melos," interrupted the fifth disciple, Theognis from Megora.

"He is a time-traveller, who tells stories about a realm prior to the formation of universe. The chronicler talks about the creation of universe by Al-Ahad, The Single God and by His Power of Al-Khaliq emits His Essence in forms of souls of fire, wind, soil and water. Together these souls shape the universe through His attribute of Al-Musawwir. He is not like Gods and Goddesses of Cephellania who are man-made and faked gods," explained the third disciple, Zeuxis from Heraclea who was arrested while painting the picture of the Learned Guru on the Main Temple’s wall of Erechtheion. If known to the Learned Guru, he would prohibit Zeuxis from idolising him.

"So it was this time-traveller who teach all five of you to believe in one god?" asked Mathias from Leuconia jokingly.

“Yes, the One, The Only One,” uttered Orpheus, the second disciple.

“Hah... hah...” laughed the crowd incessantly as they pondered upon such an absurd notion.

“How come one god can take care of the whole world, what is to say the universe,” grumbled a spectator to another person sitting beside him in the crowd.

“Don’t you know how to express your gratitude to the god of Dionysus, the wine’s god that offers ecstasy? Have you forgotten the Asclepius, the god who cures your diseases from infant to old age? Tell me, who was the one that safely secures your birth to this world, if not with the blessing of the goddess of Ilithya. Let’s your infidelity be punished by the god of Aphrodite till you are impotent and let the curse of Circe turns you into a swan,” threatened Mathias from Leuconia.

“The impotence!” shouted the crowd simultaneously.

“The impotent swan,” yelled other voices to condemn the five disciples.

“I’m pretty sure the time-traveller convinces you that he is a prophet,” alleged Mathias from Leuconia.

“The time-traveller never admits he is a prophet,” argued Aleceus.

“When a person dares to teach somebody about deity, he must have ambition to be a prophet. Without permission from the god of Apollo, it is a serious offence to confess prophecy,” said Mathias from Leuconia.

"He is not a prophet and never claims one, he is a sage Guru who teaches us about the creative souls," explained Orpheus.

“What else did he teach you?” questioned the Chief Monk.

“The Learned Guru brought us into dreams of a universe with stars, earths, suns and moons floating in the space and move along its orbits. And it is a great joke that the earth is carried over the back of Atlas......... just like a deer-carrying hunter,” said Epicharmus, the fourth disciple, in his usual humour. He had forgotten that he was not on the Syracuse’s amphitheatre. But his witty remark invited laughter amongst the chained disciples.

His comic gestures still incited hilarious delight despite he was in chains. The laughter had converted the Main Temple’s hall into a comic arena.

"You insult the magnificent God of Atlas! Repent before you are burnt to death!" exclaimed the Chief Monk. His authoritative voice silenced the giggling echoes of Epicharmus fans.

There was a partisan who complained to another, “Ah why does he want to be an apostate? He will never hear his humour again in Cephellania.”

“His Excellency Chief Monk, we can not allow our divine gods and goddesses to be insulted in public. What the five detainees have said is a proven evidence, they are infidels and apostates of our traditional belief of Cephellanians,” said Mathias from Leuconia.

“What are waiting for?” asked some one in the crowd.

“Burn! Burn them down!” cried the roaring screech.

“Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn them alive!” The crowd shouted in the rhythm of repeating crescendo.

“Calm... calm down,” pacified Democrates.

“If we follow the anger in our souls, we would like to punish the fives right away, do not let emotion rule over our wisdom in order to draw an honourable judgment. In confusion, we could make mistake. We must follow procedure. A blunder committed now would be a permanent regret in future. It has its poison. The poison could intoxicate our sacred souls. The poison could strangulate our vocal cords and eliminate freedom of speech practised in civilised Cephellania for ages. To be excessively emotional is like to have an inflamed and painful wound. It is in my opinion that the accused to be tried in front of the Conference of Gods and Goddesses of Cephellania before any execution to be carried out. The diseased emotion is a deisidaimona so I pledge to His Excellency Chief Monk and Councill Members not to pass any verdict and allow freedom of speech flourishes in the paradise of democracy. Who knows that the Learned Guru is actually a true daimones who has the ability to communicate with The God of gods and goddesses? Let examine the Guru’s thought in our traditions of independent thinking.”

“Rubbish... common Democrates, don’s talk rubbish,” objected Mathias Leuconia.

“Burn them down, my Excellency the Chief
Monk,” continued Mathias.

“Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn them down!” shouted the crowd.

“His Excellency the Chief Monk, have I tell you a lie in the past. Whatever I say, is from my pure and sincere heart O His Excellency,” pledged Democrates.

“O His Excellency, the people of Cephellania are fully aware that the accused Aleceus is a nephew of Democrates. Obviously, he would like to spare his nephew’s life, not for the sake of free speech,” argued Mathias from Leuconia.

“Hoooh...” responded the audience.

“Mathias from Leuconia! In your soul, there is nothing but full of maggots and worms,” remarked Democrates in annoyance which drew laughter.

“Is it true as what has been uttered by Mathias from Leuconia, O Democrates?” asked the Chief Monk.

“It is true His Excellency,” answered Democrates.

Suddenly, the Learned Guru came out from his hiding place. His disciples were blissfully elated despite of being shackled in chains.

“Please don’t punish them. I appeal to you for their release. They are not guilty for just becoming my disciples. Take me in return,” pleaded the Learned Guru.

“Please don’t, my Learned Guru, we are ready to die in believing you,” said Aleceus.

“If you should die, you should greet your death for believing in One God. Don’t you praise and exalt me in ignorance. And do not treat me like you glorified the Greek gods and goddesses in the past,” uttered the Learned Guru.

“Hooooo...” responded the crowd.

“O stranger, besides a trespasser, who you are?” asked the Chief Monk furiously.

“I am a temponaut …..”
“What?” asked the Chief Monk.
“I am a time-traveller, who cruises from a realm to another, sailing with time for ages, entering one aeon and leaving another, voyaging into all realms including a virtual world, visiting heavenly paradise and taking an excursion into the pre-time realm where time has not began and if the journey bores me, I would be back to seek joy of living in the physical world,” explained the Learned Guru.

“What is you name?” queried the Chief Monk.
“From no where.”
“Every body has their origin. Mathias is from Leuconia, Democrates is from Daulis and Theognis is from Megora. It is peculiar for you not to know your origin. Either you are a liar or you develop amnesia while time-travelling. From which town you come from?" The Chief Monk asked angrily.

“I have already told you that I am a time-traveller. I don't have a permanent address. I live in all realms and in all aeons."

“You are so clever with words. Your soft tongue mesmerizes some distorted minds,” uttered the Chief Monk. “That the reason why these fools have been duped,” continued the Chief Monk as he pointed to the five disciples.

“If it is so you’re a time-traveller, could you tell us what is the reason of your visit to our world?” asked Mathias from Leuconia.

“I’m a messenger who brings knowledge of the future and futureafter. The news of knowledge is to be conveyed to all including my five disciples. I truly believe they are not guilty for lending their ears."
“Guru, I am Democrates from Daulis, could you enlighten us what do you mean by The One God, the lone and solitary God that you preach to the five accused? And how could he single-handedly handle all affairs concerning the world and hereafter simultaneously?”

“Firstly, allow me to make a few corrections. He, The One has no human images like the gods and goddesses of Cephellania. He is genderless neither male nor female, neither he nor she and neither be called it or things as like your idols. The One had no shape and form ever imaginable by human mind. What is meant by The Magnificent One is its singularity in every aspect and His sole power has no associates.”

“So He is a God of all gods and goddesses,” ridiculed Mathias from Leuconia.

“No other gods but Him,” affirmed the Learned Guru.

“Does it mean no other than a mere linguistic rhetoric. No other me than I,” despised Mathias from Leuconia. “Is He capable of managing the universe and its entire celestial bodies alone?” asked Mathias from Leuconia again with the intention to humiliate the Learned Guru for the absurdity he proposed that invited laughter to the crowd.

“All matters related to invisible and visible realms, from the realm prior to formation of space to the realm of afterfuture, He reigns single-handedly without any alliance. God exists long before the spaceless realm, a realm that is free of space-time dimensions. That is the reason why The True God never dies unlike the ancient Greek gods and goddesses. They are transcended to divine status because of the future scholars lifted the image for academic gains in fellowship.”

“Ancient! You must be mad O spiritual trespasser. Our gods and goddesses will die. Nonsense!” said the Chief Monk from the podium.

“Yes, eventually they will die because they are gods created by human’s mind. The gods and goddesses are frequently used and abused by the creator of gods. By creating gods and goddesses, they strengthen their power on human and squeeze blind worshippers to the last drop of blood and sweat. Gods will be blamed for repeated catastrophe and is easily manipulated for worldly gains. And gods are ritually praised and exalted for natural happenings of nothing of their doings. However puppeteers of polytheism continue to pretend that the power comes from idolised gods and goddesses but a matter of fact that they are the beneficiaries of the exalted and glorified gods.”

“Our gods and goddesses are the creation of human’s mind?” asked the Chief Monk fiercely in baffling complexion.

“That is the reason why The True God creates the images of false gods through codes of commandment concealed in human’s heritage and the bearers of such inheritance turn into a tool for realization of gods and goddesses of human’s creation. If you have been destined to exalt The One and The Only One, you won’t be easily deceived and succumb to the faked gods. These pseudo-gods are the product of creative imagination of pluralistic minds,” argued the Learned Guru. “Because of that, I wish to disseminate divine messages across all aeons that the future religion of the universe will be the religion of One God of Al-Ahad."

"What can your God do if we refuse to follow?" asked Mathias from Leuconia.

"On the day of colossal annihilation, all will be judged by Him, The al-Ba’ith[3].”

"I have heard enough!" shouted the Chief Monk. "The trespasser has insulted the sacred gods and goddesses of the Great Kingdom of Greece. Guard! Detain this man and throw him and his disciples into the dungeon with Cacus and Cyclopes."

“Haah....” roared the crowd.
“If they survive, they will be tried before the Conference of Greek Gods and Goddesses of Cephellania,” command the Chief Monk to end a prolonged argument for sake of ritual democratic display.

Monastery guards approached the Learned Guru. Without resistance, the Learned Guru was chained together with his disciples.

Democrates from Daulis was silent. But freedom of speech was there, no matter whatever was the outcome. Mathias from Leuconia smiled to his opponent, a smiling victory over infidelity. The people of Cephellania knew that nobody ever survived from the dungeon of starving Cacus and Cyclopes, which seldom fed. The crowd seemed to be pleased with the verdict of the Chief Monk. While leaving they praised and exalted the gods and goddesses of Cephellania.

[1] Written by Abu Ali Hassan Ibn Al-Haitham (al-Hazen), (965-1093) AD. The book discusses rainbow as optical illusion.
[2] The Opener.
[3] The Resurrector: He who give life to all creatures on the judgment day.

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