(A Monstrously Vivid World)(Al-Baghdadi
Seth
the Demon
From
the lost scroll, ‘This is an Islamic Testament of the Cadaverous Codex’
from Mohammad the Dreadful, the Wizard who givith prophecy, this year of 660-years
after Christ, to the 21st Century Founders of the New and perfect
Islam,’ I am the Wizard of the Dust, so they have called me, and I speak from
my grave, I will call in this time one and many to follow him, to bring
ultimate corruption to flesh and bone on earth’s soil, that do not abide the
treading of these words now I write: to all Christians and to all that cling
onto the pant of those infidels, and to Islamic betrayers and alike, you will
crumble beneath the feet of my grave…’
The cleric’s name not being fully known, but
was referred as Mustafa, or just plainly Wizard, and his writings have been
radiocarbon tested, putting the written date of the Testament Scroll at: 645 to
650 A.D.; Muhammad dying in the year 632 A.D. and the Qur’an being standardized
around 656 A. D.
The 21st
Century
As they say: once
read never forgotten. And out of the rubble of the wars in Afghanistan and
Iraq, and Libya, came this scroll, that were originally kept for a 1000-years
in the Rock Churches of Ethiopia, then brought to Syria, and hidden in some
underground archives in Damascus, and read by Arch and Disdainful, leader of an
Islamic movement, called Daesh’s Jihadist (or Isis’ War, much sounding like Satan’s ancient
name Iblis). Al-Baghdadi or Caliph Ibrahim (or, Amir al-Mu’minin, whom earned a Ph.D. in
Islamic Studies. Upon Osama bin Laden’s death, when he descended into hell, this
head leader of al-Qaeda, from his ashes the demon Seth brought those very ashes
to Mohammad the Dreadful codex, the Wizard’s scrolls…which enhanced the gravity
and sorcerer within them, and once found to manifest its self into the flesh
and mind of the beholder) Thus, Al-Baghdadi reading the codex took upon himself to completely
follow the Wizard’s footsteps, saying to his followers, whom would in time be
over 30,000-militiants, it was their inheritance from this old wise Clergy,
leaving out his true identity, ‘mad cleric’ and in-between why not profit from
it, with Syrian oil, and artifacts from Iraq and Syria, and elsewhere! The monstrously vivid world, was at his side,
in addition so was Tartarus, in creating a sporadic war, he would create a
migrant crisis for Europe likewise in the meantime: turkey, Greece, the whole
Middle East, this flowed in his mind like wine, and he’d work with multiple
combinations like the tail fin movement of the fish, with an amphibious angle.
And why not create tensions between the Sunni and Shiite Muslims, although the
Sunni population was 90% of the Muslims, and the Shiite 10 to 15%, yet that
little 15% percent, includes Chaotic Iran (along with Syria, Yemen, Nigeria being part of
Daesh’s internal interests, and Lebanon), and worldwide, over 200-million Muslims, out of 1.6
billion. Create regional rivalry, its roots were already in place, the Sunni
and Shia disciplines, and differences of Islam went back 1,400-years. It all
started when Muhammad died, and debate emerged about who should be his
successor. Like two pigs in a blanket, when there is only room for one. If
possible, like the cleric is crying from his grave, Al-Baghdadi, felt he needed
to create a genocide if possible. And thus, his work was cut out for him.
((Interlude:
so what is the difference between the Sunni and Shiites? The Shiites believe
the successor to Muhammad must be part of his bloodline, whereas the Sunnis
feel only the most pious individual should be chosen, who follows the prophet’s
traditions, customs. Saudi Arabia being mostly Sunni) (on the other hand, they
both read the Qur’an; both believe Allah is the one true God, Muhammad the
messenger. So we see the rivalry is not over religious doctrine per se, but
rather political leadership. And IS’s true name, being Daesh or Da’ish: acronym:
Isil; Daesh= to tread underfoot, or to crush! The United States Government
placed a reward of US $10-million dollars for information leading to the
capture or death of Caliph Ibrahim, October, 2011, as a Global Terrorist; in
June 2014, Al-Baghdadi received his other name Caliph Ibrahim. Wounded in
January of 2015, and now fled to Mosul, and perhaps some other place, he lives
like a mole in a hole, but this is prophecy after death; and perhaps he is and
perhaps he is in that category at present. Perhaps we should know call him
Al-Mosul? And so we have a story to finish…))
And thus, his work
was cut out for him. Now he had to form or find, and in the long run define
fully the reason for his evil to be acknowledge by the Qur’an, like the prophet
Muhammad did and his ancient followers, for decapitations, and war, to fight
the good fight with world order, to bring chaos to God’s balanced universe. The
battles he foresaw were imperative for him to be able to eyewitness, and with a
horrible urgency, lest he die before he got to appreciate his dirty handy work. This of course brought overwrought nerves. By
the unfolding of the scrolls, and reading it he was assigned a limited time, he
felt, and his Arch Demon that would follow him, in his needs along the way
would be Seth of Egypt, who had lived centuries in the head of Sphinx, brought
out for this very occasion, the likes of Gabriel, God’s precious Arch Angel,
thus he thought he was in good company.
Even
if the phenomena of the scrolls were simply imaginative, it took on a natural
solution that occurred to him, to his overheated mind: Cleanse the Middle East
once and for all, and is it not blood that cleanses?
It was
to a certain degree quintessence: a
latent imperfection the West had brought to the Middle East, with Christendom,
almost when they left Iraq, overnight, Daesh was born. And he read and reread,
verse and chapter, within the Qur’an (in paraphrase: remembering): Why else would Muhammad write: ‘…to even consider Jesus Christ as the Son of
God, will be considered the unpardonable sin?’
And this strange and fading entry in the Scroll, also mentioned it, per
near unreadable, brittle and worm-hollowed from antiquity. Nonetheless it
manifested its self, and it had not gone unnoticed.
To
many of the Sunni Muslims, it was simply a wild, remote lore long forgotten,
and perhaps, interjected without Muhammad’s knowledge, after his death in 632
A.D., for the Qur’an was not officially baptized into sainthood, until 656. But
for the Shiites, it was still relevant, and carried a death sentence, and
Al-Baghdadi, it was the perfect poisons to kill Christians under the face of
the Qur’an, and he did just that, killed the image of God, which was in every
Christian’s face, for the image of God, is on every human’s face. It was for him a turkey shoot. So the scrolls evoked what was already in his
heart, that that dead wizard only had to bring forth a little friction to light
the fire. And when Pope Benedict XVI, inferred Islam to be a legitimate child
of Satan—figuratively speaking, this added wood to the already fire started in
the Middle East of Christendom being a Crusade; and when Obama, told the
soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan not to show their Bibles as not to alarm a
Muslim, he had won another victory, small, but all small ones often keep the
fire kindled.
Every
red line of humanity, Al-Baghdadi crossed, without remorse, not so unlike those
days when Muhammad led his butchers to Mecca. Thus, he killed Christion’s as
well as Buddhists and Sunni Muslims and Shiites, one and all; Russian,
Americans, the English, the French, Egyptians, the Turks, you name it he killed
it. Decapitations with flesh and bone showing on television, he got a billion
dollars’ worth of free publicity for his gang, for the Wizard, for Seth, for
Iblis. For all this, the long dead
Wizard, Al-Baghdadi he helped make his twilight.
The Ultimate
It was upon his death he fell into the halls of
Darkness where the Wizard himself was, and whom he’d meet shortly.
At
first the long dark hall was fearsome, it made him fumble some, it was soaked in a damp ashen that shifted
overhead, he couldn’t quite name the odor, it was to him a night of dead ages.
His nostrils were groping. Ancient dust filled them. There were corpses all
about, many in decay. Then came a tinge of light, and a shadowy figure, it was
the Wizard, with a demon by the name of Botis, alongside his left side, and to
his other side, Seth, his Arch Demon. He had expected in death he’d see paradise,
not this riddled rottenness. There was a creaking of totting footsteps. Silence
lingered everywhere, like fungus on an unstirred rock. No doubt he thought there
must be some commonplace explanation!
The
Wizard gave him a smile that allowed Al-Baghdadi a suspicion of relief, but the
horrid incubus Botis would not—
Next, he
was taken into an enormous room, here lay many manuscripts, volumes of books,
notebooks, seven writing tables, and two tables unmolested. Behind the table
Botis pointed to, were bookshelves, and in the room were bizarre and
terrifically beings, officials, authorities, scribes. Said the Wizard with a look of eldritch
intimidation, “At that table you must write your account, how my testament
brought you to be responsible for 250,000-dead in Syria, and the many who died
swimming the sea for safety, and hundreds of deaths that came about after you read my ancient codex. It will be given
to Ibis (Satan’s historical name) for review, and should he like it I will be put
very high in the echelon of Tartarus.”
Cold
dust dragged across the center of the room, then like a phantom, lblis appeared
with all his ten-wings. Soared aloft, to get a glimpse of the whole enormous
room, and all its doings. Then he came to a standstill, upright, erect as a
stone statue, his position was by the other empty table, and he touched it, and
it crumbled into ash, and settled in a low pile, it was his way of showing off.
Al-Baghdadi whispered “This is not Paradise, Allah get me out of here!”
And when Satan heard the name Allah, a crushing weight came upon the shoulders
of Al-Baghdadi, and with smoke from his mouth like a dragon, Iblis said, “Who
do you think Allah is?” and left with a grin.
#4980/1-6 & 7-2016
