The Cosmic GunA Story by Sami KhalilSci Fi mixed with spirituality...The Cosmic Gun…By Sami
Khalil Friday the 13! The lustrous sun beamed its last rays of the day untethered. It was a darkened night engulfed by zooming meteors; the messengers of the sky. A lonely outcast (A mad scientist) shuddered for a minute, while chewing the cud of uncertainty. He had succeeded in producing a “Cosmic Gun” so to perturb the order of our universe, ultimately killing God in the process, whom he blamed for all man’s problems, with religion at their helm. Humanity had suffered enough, adding also that his parent’s death was not trouble free. Wars, disease and mayhem define our history in times past, and all should be blamed on this Mighty Being, sitting on His throne, above the seven heavens (Multi universe), guarded by untold number of angels and jinn. He thought that by doing so (Killing God), all religions will perish and evaporate into thin air and humanity will be saved from suffering upon a godless Earth, which had become solemn, unbearable. Wearing a veneer of confidence, inaugurating the stumbling across the idea of altered light (Light shift technology), since God is Spirit and Light, he imagined the opposite will affect His personhood, ending in His demise, so he believed. He also believed that “The tree of the knowledge of good and evil” is the knowing of this mysterious energy he just discovered. This mad physicist had been studying the works of the greats and their contributions to the energy field and how to harness them after all. His quest is finally at hand, churning the forces of the vast universe. If our forbearers would witness this marvel of science verses religion, they would be titled “The finest audience.” Time is ripe for execution and testing! Like a disembodied ghost-like, he pointed the “Cosmic Gun” towards the heavens and kept firing in a very ostensible form of waves upon waves. At speeds faster than light, feeling the shiver of the hands, he pierced the heavens, which opened up his drifting eyes, so he could see the carnage to follow. One by one, angels and jinn were falling by the wayside, disintegrating into cosmic dust, filling the void. He struck this benevolent Deity many times at the center, who stumbled from the throne, incurring death upon Him. His intellectual acuity had paid off finally for this God is no more. There was dread over the whole universe for Satan had stepped in to take charge, fulfilling his eternal dream. He instantly enslaved all humanity, ordering to worship him day and night, making offerings to his power and wrath. Dreary thoughts enthroned the present and the vanquished. Everyone had lost themselves to the shadows of doom. Unspeakable were the trails of sinister tragedies upon humanity. Evil played mind tricks, dragging the inhabitants down a universal curse. Darkness surged tremendously, lording over the ruins of misery. All wandered through the desolate trails of death, doomed in its heritage. Even winds brought with forlorn winds, oblivion to the forgotten souls. Eagles sought shelter in anguished hearts, for nothing sustained hope in the least. Satan; the Thief of peace, the Impaler of hope and the Overlord of all evil, had taken all sorts of draconic actions, stripping all of their God-given free will, echoing the gloom of the lifeless prisoners in hellish cacophonies. People were praying to go back to the “old order”, for at least they had the precious “free will” that hold permanence over all things in closing arguments. Thousands of years had passed and the universes had descended into the abyss of evil, worshiping the king of anguish, going berserk. “The man who killed God,” was the parlance of the multitudes who blamed him for all their misery now. The nightmare was unbearable along with the guilt, when he awoke from its visage in trembling fears, sweating
profusely. He praised God saying: “May God prevail, may His justice
prevail.”
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