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Agilia (The Forbidden Truth)
By Ajay Singh (India)
Chapter 5
The commencement of civilization in the “outskirts” is investigated, separated by the genetic nature of humankind and its natural process. It was the time of the rise of theology embodying both the minds and the spirits of human beings, after which the evolution of mind emerged as a science. This separated the basis of spirituality and the genetic nature of the evolution of humankind based on fear and passions for the use of theology as a science. Thus, to save the potential of our revelations, incarnations were essential for humankind in dubiety among the rise of science beyond religious assumptions.
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Separation of heaven
By the lethal blaze of opulence
Raised the darkness of greed
Over the shine of complacence
Trap of realms, emerged as essential need,
To enthrall all human in tribal mania,
Under the delusive crown of mortal existence
Desires for opulence
Always cripples the sacred power of divinity,
To hide sin, behind the shine of fame.
With both the power of sin and sanctity
Separating the belief of human.
It always needs armor of shine,
And an ensign, for own fugitive name.
A thrall of Agilia, as king of an island.
With power of opulence in city of gold
Gaining the graces of divinity as hermit.
Really he was invincible, fierce and bold.
One with power of sin and sanctity.
Are really invincible, even for deity.
The king of that island on heaven.
Emerged as taint among human-being,
With the lethal blaze of profanity
By shine of opulence and with illusive potency
Now heaven was captured by that evil entity.
Humanity and divinity were in his thralldom,
So the hermitages were drowned in gory tears of sanctity
Existence of theism,
Seemed like a small island.
Surrounded by the blood of misanthropy.
Only Angel with some desire less deity,
Were safe, with shine of philanthropy.
Only martyrdom was as path to salvation
In that graceless heaven.
Burning in fire of profanation.
So the shine of sanctity and belief,
Incarnated as saints in many realms
To save the human of that creation.
Some hermits were able to save their existence
By the sacred luster of complacence
But even they were helpless.
Among the rise of the illusion of opulence.
The most potential thrall of Agilia
Existent as king of the golden island.
Begin to embody all her evil formless thrall,
To grab the command of evil in his own hand.
The rise of evil ensigns in heaven
Created a beatific chance for incarnation.
Father incarnated in a palace as hermitage
And Angel followed him as a young brother.
All deities incarnated as wise in habitats.
To prevent the worst effects of the evils,
Existent as taints of supernatural power.
Shine of that supreme incarnation was enough
To warn the evil spirits, existent as demons.
Invincible with both sacred and evil power.
Soon Agilia enthralled the mind of that devil king.
And ordered all the followers of inhumanity
To destroy the existence of sanctity forever.
Now at the end of that evil period
Heaven was under rot of the polluter.
Even old helpless hermits were killed
By the evil spirits existing as demons,
Invincible, with both sacred and devilish power.
For redemption of all the evil spirits
With Angel as an obedient brother.
Father came up as a simple human.
With the potential shine of sanctity
He began to destroy the demonic power.
Unable to face the power of omnipotent
Agilia called the sly and greed
Now only deceit was there,
For her an essential need.
Commencement of any wars
Is always based on pretence
Created by depthless desires
Of mortal existence.
The murk of illusive emotion
Rose just with the supernatural correlation.
And the formless greed and sly got a chance
To separate the peace and amity,
Forcing the great father for exile from his habitation.
So Father with Angel and own wife,
As hermit came out in an eerie forest,
For the essential deed of his incarnation.
After rejection of Father
From his own habitation.
Agilia aimed at Angel,
For the next separation.
Now prurience enthralled
Sister of that potential king
Existent as an ogre among the blaze of profanation.
She emerged as nymph in that eerie forest
Among Angel and Father,
To divide the sanctity of supreme incarnation.
She began to seduce them,
By her lethal shine of prurient illusion.
With smile of tolerance Angel came up
By Fathers tacit consent and infusion.
He spoiled the face of that savage
To baffle the plot of profanation.
Burning face by an evil deed.
The nymph came back to her brother.
And created the basis for ruinous war
To destroy the existence of demons forever.
Father warned Angel
And his own wife the supreme power.
"Now let us face the pain of separation.
To save the existence of human-being
From the maze of these evil polluters."
"A ruinous war is about to begin on heaven.
To irradiate the path towards salvation
Let us suffer as human beings
To raise fame of sanctity, in our creation.”
“As a creator of the entire creature,
We will have to idealize the follower of polluter
So, please try to stand with shine of tolerance,
To beautify humanity as an innovator."
As the potential thrall of Agilia
Saw the face of own sister.
The evil monarch ordered some potential demon
To kill Angel with Father.
Midnight invasion by troops of demon
Began on the hut of sacred entity.
But just after a little while,
By prevention of Angel and Father,
Demons as carcass were back to the king of profanity.
Unable to win the invincible
Agilia seduced the evil monarch
To make up his mind for an elusive invasion.
He took far away Father and Angel
Trapping them in maze of illusion.
Lonely was the supreme power as nymph in a hut
Offering a chance to the evil monarch
To steal the shine of sanctity
Only for his own perdition.
Father began to suffer
Pain of separation as human being,
Only to raise the fame of love and humanity.
Angel and all deity, within embodiments of different creature
Soon stood up with the great Father,
To fulfill their own sacred liability.
Rise of the feminine pain
Among glee of magnificence
Really creates the basis for perdition.
It always emerges as lethal blaze
Within the murk of fugitive jubilation.
All deities as monkey and ape,
Without any weapon or armor
As the troops of army, with belief of Father.
Came up to face the pride of devil
Existent as evil monarch on heaven
Bold and horrific, with evil and sacred power.
The golden island as pride of magnificence.
Was surrounded for the perdition of vanity
As the evil monarch saw the emulator
He ordered all the demons,
To eat them all up,
And celebrate the victory of profanity.
In that war of sin and sanctity
The power of divine as different creature.
Were able to destroy all the demons forever
By the instructions of omnipotent Father.
Evil potency always shines
To seduce the sanctity towards damnation.
Luster and graces of sacred power
Had always helped the evil on path to salvation.
So at the last period of perdition
Shine of the privately gained sacred power.
Instructed the evil immortal monarch
To die with all evil souls in figure.
Gaining the rare joy of salvation
Offered by the omnipresent kind Father.
After sanctification of the rot of profanation.
Father with Angel and wife
As a hermit was back on his throne.
To unify the human being in that creation.
Even all deity incarnated as saints
Enlightening all the spirits of that heaven
For the perpetuation of the path to salvation.
Father as king, sanctified all the human being,
Those perplexed for opulence, in maze of evil existence.
Sincerity and liberality began to shine,
Over the darkness of evil deeds
As lustrous grace of complacence.
Raising fame of humanity
High enough for immortality.
Father passed on with the period
Regarding the truth of mortality.
Embodiment of super power
Came back in ground as virgin,
Raising the power and fame of feminine.
Now Angel and deities in other realm
Were incarnating as the need of humanity
With the lustrous graces of divine.
Desires are the basis of frustration
For human being in mazes of mortality.
It is as span less sea
Between the existence of humanity and divinity.
Some saints with ensigns of philanthropy,
Rapt with creative meditation and sincerity
Came up, as great warrior,
As sire, with fame and power of immortality
Protecting all the creatures of that heaven,
From the lethal blaze of profanity.
Desire is creator of delusion
It can also enthrall the shine of divinity.
So those immortal saints as sire
Became the thralls of vanity.
AS portage of regalia
Trapped in maze of ego.
They began to create havoc
Fallen in illusion of vow.
In patronage of those immortal saints
Some monarchs with ensign of sanctity
Were easily trapped by Agilia
As slaves of ego and vanity.
Deeds of divine,
Came under murk of pretence.
Seducing the belief of humanity
After the fall of complacence.
Now knavish statesmanship of tyranny
Originated under ensign of sanctum.
Begin to horrify all the innocent believers.
Saints with sincerity and invincible immortality
Were helpless in mazes of vow,
That offered to the thralls of evil power.
Tyranny of illusive sanctity
And rise of evil meditation.
Were enough to make a base for perdition.
So for the end of all the helpless saints,
Existent with immortality on that heaven
Created the basis for a fresh incarnation.
Father incarnated in prison of a tyrant
On lap of belief as simple entity.
Soon at childhood by mystic deed.
Destroying the existence of tyrants
He was known as God, for that periodical need.
Angel incarnated on lap of a virgin
With four deities as celestial entity.
In palace of a monarch, as prince in prison
Having only pain from the plots of rapacity.
By a wicked plot, to fulfill the desires for opulence,
From cousins, the sons of an emperor.
A virgin, the beloved of the Angel brave,
Was dragged, to disrobe in a conclave,
Near helpless Angel in knave obligation,
Standing there frustrated as a slave.
All invincible immortal saints as thralls of crown
Were unable to stop the origin of perdition.
All of them were trapped by vow, based on ego,
That made them timid near feminine oppression.
Hearing the pathetic call of belief
From a helpless feminine,
Father rushed and saved the virgin
From blaze of degradation offered by tiara.
But he was unable to stop or give relief
The plots of knave existent behind sanctity.
So Angel was forced again for exile,
To suffer the pain of rejection for an era.
Angel came back for the throne with amity.
But war was offered by his knave cousin,
Sitting on throne with belief,
On invincible saints with immortality.
Father as crony of Angel
With vow to stand without any weapon
Became predominant at that war,
With an obligation.
Troops of egotist, as slave of emperor
Lead by invincible strategist of that heaven.
Followed all those immortal saints
Perplexed on the path to salvation.
Just before the commencement
Of that ruinous war.
Angel felt in trance of illusion.
When he saw all helpless saints,
And own venerable sire.
Ready to face the war,
Only for salvation.
Illusive emotional clouds of sacred relation
Came down as tear, after feel of separation.
So weapons were dropped by Angel on battlefield,
And he sat down near feet of Father with orison.
"My crony, please stop this tragic perdition,
You the shine of complacence.
I want no triumph by carnage
Nor I have desire of gory magnificence."
Mystic smile came on face of Father
When he saw Angel in emotional trance
And doctrine was offered for all human
In that battlefield, to the ignorance.
"Rise up! O, luster of sanctity,
From darkness of illusion and diffidence.
To behave timidly in juncture
Is only to blame the shine of complacence.”
“This heaven is existent only for deed
So deed is essential for all existence.
Even I am obtainable only for deed
Deed is the shine of my obedience.”
"Deed is devotion, deed is manna,
Deed is as streamer among dark desire of opulence
Rise up on this heaven by deed,
Deed always creates a base for sapience."
"Nothing is immortal in this heaven
Or invincible is any entity.
As the spirits of creature in all am I,
Existent in all figures as vitality."
"Renunciation without creative deed,
Really creates a base for enormity.
Rise up! For the fame of divine
And destroy the existence of immortality.
"I am formless but ubiquitous
Much simple for belief of monotheism.
As percept of votary am I,
Even I am in idols for polytheism."
"I am existent as graces of Nature,
To satisfy the belief of pantheism.
I am the simple celestial truth
Metaphysical sapience of mysticism."
"It is my order! O my potency!
Irradiate the dark of illusionism.
Do not try to emerge as taint,
Or timid, in mazes of fanaticism."
"I am the luster of sanctity
Even the basis for perdition.”
I am truth existent as death
Among the rot of profanation.”
"I am the creator of this mortal existence,
The one perpetual entity of this creation.
I am the supernatural shine,
Even the darkness of sins
Creating the basis for annihilation."
“What do you know about Agilia,
She is immortal existence as illusion.
To defeat the terror of darkness
These saints want to die for salvation.”
"O, Mighty! All embodiments are mortal
Even our figure on this heaven.
So rise up as a redeemer
Rise up! For your own obligation."
"Immortality of an embodiment falls in vain
With the first step towards profanity.
Death and deed are invincible truth,
Save the base of mortality."
Angel was still in trance of illusion
As innocent, with shine of complacence.
So as an impassable he told Father
"Mystic is your doctrine for my sapience."
"Have my celestial power," said Father,
"To know about the supernatural truth.
O Great Spirit, existent in an embodiment,
After the rise of Agilia
Path to salvation isn’t smooth."
By the celestial power when Angel saw
Stunning, stupendous figure of the creator
He was only as a colorless dot
In the timeless existence of Father.
Timeless, with inseparable irradiation was he,
And cosmos was moving around his gravitation.
He was the one creator of all,
Ubiquitous, in heaven behind the blaze of annihilation.
He was the luster of cosmos
Even he was the darkness of that creation.
He was the redeemer in the hell
Even he was the luster on path to salvation.
Angel saw the period of past
And the oncoming period of future.
All immortal saints were dead in battlefield,
With all his potential opposer.
All psyches originated by his celestial shine
Were rushing towards the dark of perdition.
Father was in heaven even in hell
Everywhere creating the basis for salvation.
Illusion from mind of Angel
After facing the reality of Father.
Was changed as steady belief,
Of an innocent desire less believer.
"Forgive own protégé", said Angel,
"Insensible was this innocent believer.
Now I am only for the deeds,
With steady belief, O great redeemer."
For the essential salvation,
As a strategist without any weapon.
Father with Angel began the perdition.
Now immortality was ineffective,
Even for the entire invincible saint,
Killed by supreme power for redemption.
Victory of righteous
Over the immortal invincible egotism.
Was to raise the fame of supernaturalism.
After salvation of the thralls of Agilia,
Angel came up as patron of heaven,
With the lustrous ensign of theism.
After salvation of immortality,
Nature as a perplexed mother.
Emerged near Father.
And said with eyes full of tear.
"To create for destruction is onerous,
Please, irradiate the thought of humanity,
By the shine of divine power."
Father stood quiet with a smile,
Soon Agilia also emerged as nymph
Grumbling near the omniscience.
"Your benefit seems as deceit,
After these incarnation with inequity,
Let me have a chance to beautify this heaven
By your declaration of opulence."
"Amen!" said Father
"All mortal gained immortality,
And forced me for this incarnation.
Now I will not incarnate as God on heaven
But as a reformer,
I will always sanctify this creation."
"Now Nature,
The sheen of supernatural power.
Will only beautify this heaven
By the graces for complacence.
And Agilia will have a chance
To beautify this creation
For the beatification of her existence.”
"Beware! Agilia.
This is a last chance for you.
Try to beautify by sanctity.
Remember! Rise of sin,
Within the terror of dark,
Would destroy your power and immortality.”
"That is enough for me," yelled Agilia.
"I am much more attractive then all deity.
But I want no one as meddle.
Or as an obstacle,
On the way of my liability."
"I am Father of all,"
Stated Father, with mystic smile,
“I will sanctify the spirits suffering damnation.
Nature will serve graces for all creatures
Only to beautify this creation."
"I got it,"
Stated Agilia quite loud
"Now you both can enjoy in this creation."
"Beware!
"If I will find any plot from both of you,
You will have to face the blaze of damnation."
Agilia went off with decadent victory.
And Father told with mystic smile,
To Nature standing quiet with anxiety.
"The time of dark dapples is soon to be over,
So I will have to save the luster of divinity.”
"When the sinner enjoys with blaze of vanity
It creates a base for divinity.
Let us evolve the existence of human being
Your grace will not be enough for my liability."
Father with the period Passed on,
Regarding the truth of mortality.
Nature remained as the graces of heaven
Steady with truth and immortality.
Now illusion of Agilia
As desires for opulence
Appeared as the essential need.
Many monarchs with vanity
Emerged as Gods in mazes of greed.
Rise of the tyrants as preacher
Made humanity frantic for opulence.
Complacence became emblem of nullity
An agony for all sacred existence.
Humanity as protégé of timid strategist,
Under fame of regalia.
Emerged as troops of fervour
Perplexed only for murk of opulence.
Only to fulfill desire
Were the worships of votary,
And truth was to die,
Burning in blaze of penitence.
Blaze for carnage,
Always originated from sanctum.
By the atheists,
Existent with delusive fame of polytheism,
Separating the perception and belief,
Of the human being in that heaven.
Now Agilia begin to rise
With the horrific ensign of vampirism.
Gory swords with blaze of fanaticism
Were regarded by fame of divinity.
Humanity was unnerved by the ethics of tyrants
Destroying the base of ecstatic amity.
Hiding own evil deeds in fame book
Written under subordination of regalia.
Tyrants with the lethal potency of opulence,
Were rising high, in thralldom of Agilia.
Existence of Agilia with murk of opulence
Was much effective than supernatural potency.
Dark clouds of sins gathered all over on heaven.
Emerging from the gory tears of complacence.
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chaptrer Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine