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Agilia (The Forbidden Truth)
By Ajay Singh (India)
Chapter 7
Contemporary incidents are better illustrated, as mentioned in the sixth chapter.
Before the birth of Lord Jesus Christ in the Mid-East, the rise of the mind ruled over spirituality with the intention to emerge as an emblem of God based on terror among the generations suffering in the mazes of theological definitions. Lord Jesus has been incarnated as the sacred luster of spiritualism for the redemption of creatures suffering in puzzles of evil. The sanctification of the majority facing poverty enriched the mind creating Gods. Lord Jesus suffered pain on the Cross to save the fame of divinity and reinvigorate the revelations that lead us to a path of peace.
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Still a realm was safe
From Agilia and all her formless evil power.
With some innocent creature,
Beautified by the rare graces of Nature.
Now in that spotless realm
Angel was first to emerge as man.
For a fresh sacred innovation.
Following the doctrine of great Father
With some innocent creature
Safe enough, from blaze of profanation.
Father emerged as ecstatic shine
To raise the fame of the divine.
From body of Angel, existent alone as a man,
He created a figure of feminine.
End of any action
Emerges as reaction,
Creating the basis for an origination.
So is the shine of divine
To perpetuate their own existence
It needs the dark of profanation.
Victory of opulence
Crippled the verve of a deity,
Enthralling him within rise of his desire.
Just as an insect in dark
Is attracted towards the fire
He came in mazes of Agilia
As an alive body on pyre.
Among all formless thralls of Agilia
Now that deity was with a figure.
Potential enough was he
The taint of supreme power.
The desire to rule over creation
Brought him in the sacred realm of heaven.
Before he could raise the ensign of profanation
Angel threw out that evil existing as human.
Agilia existent in mind of that deity
Saw Angel as man and woman
Emerging as her emulator.
Soon she made a wicked plot
To cripple the potency of Father.
She emerged as a nymph
Near that evil deity.
To use his body of human
Safe enough under armor of sanctity.
She told him as a protégé
With a prurient smile.
Seductive and illusive enough
To enthrall his evil percept in while.
"O, my belief!
Potential enough to dethrone the Father
Have the power of opulence
To rule over the entire terrestrial creature.
To raise the fame of darkness
For the name and fame of creator.
Destroy the existence of sheen,
Existent in cosmos as my emulator."
"All your thralls are formless
And you are potential enough to embody
Our all-helpless follower.
But it is impossible for us
Till this Father is in power."
"Angel is much too clever,
Invincible under shine of divine.
So only by the murk of emotion
You can capture the smooth heart of feminine. "
"Capture the woman, before the Angel as men
By the help of your thrall called prurience.
And embody all your own formless thrall,
To enjoy the ecstatic grace of opulence.”
"Only she can face the pain of parturition,
And embody all your thrall.
Beware of Father! The shine of divine
Existent there, as a wall."
That evil deity as dandy,
With the blaze of prurience and illusion
Came privately for the profanation.
Soon the sacred lap of that virgin
Was spoiled at a safe place
Existent as shine of sanctity in that creation.
Encroachment of profanity
In that spotless realm of divinity.
Originating a power
To cripple the verve of humanity.
Was a long step of Agilia
Towards the trap of mortality.
Just before oncoming period of profanation
To save all the creatures of that heaven.
Father emerged near Angel
And told to defer all humankind towards damnation.
"O, My Son! The time has come to innovate
For triumph of love and truth.
So divinity will have to suffer
As innocent, suave, and smooth."
"Seed of embodiment
For all the formless polluter
Had been placed in the lap of sanctity
To save the existence of humankind,
You will have to suffer, among a blaze of profanity."
"Thralls of Agilia, in the perception of human
With the illusive graces of opulence.
Will rule all over in heaven
Seducing belief and shine of complacence."
"Our sacred graces to evolve,
The mind and spirit of human
Will embroil in the mazes of evil powers.
In thralldom of opulence,
Humankind will suffer within the dark of terror."
“This realm of the sacred spirits,
Existent for the entire innocent creature
Filled with nectarine milk and grace of Nature.
Will need much blood of sanctity
To destroy the existence of Agilia forever."
"Martyr of innocent lamb
To enrich the belief of theism.
Will not be enough,
To wash the taint of vampirism."
"O, great Father! The shine of placidity,
I hope here is nothing for divinity.
Is this heaven made only for the evil power?”
Asked Angel, as forlorn with perplexity.
"You are omnipresent, you are omniscience,
Even you are the psyche in all existence.
Before rise of sin as desires for opulence,
What happens to the shine of complacence?
"O" The real creator of this creation
Ubiquitous, even in dark and in shine.
Why the dark of sin is going to rise so high?
Why are you helpless, patron of divine?
"You know all."
Said Father with smile
“Even I am the time,
That never waits for a while."
"Faster than your hope am I,
Much faster than ray of luster.
I do never stay in past,
Or my any incarnation is forever."
"Need of time is this creation,
Need of the spirits, were my all incarnation.
Remember! Need of embodiments is damnation.
And need of damnation is salvation."
"Really desire of the spirits,
Is existent as this heaven
Based on sacred shine and dark of terror.
Remember! When spirit falls in maze of desire
Spirits are embodied by the supernatural power."
"Spirits separated from my existence in mazes of desire
Will have to emerge in this heaven as a creature.
Way for my existence is made by complacence
And desire of opulence will be destroyed for ever."
"Now I will not incarnate for human
As a God under an embodiment.
But steady belief of the sacred spirits,
Will feel my appearance as deterrent."
"Now rise of dark in heaven
Will began to fall after the martyr of redeemer.
And the separation of human spirit will need
The doctrine of my last messenger.”
"Wait till rise of desire on heaven
For the victory of divine in creation.
At last sin will have perdition
And sacred belief will gain salvation.”
With the time Father disappeared
And Angel was satisfied forever.
Soon a seed of that evil deity was born
As a devil in an alternate figure.
Just after a year replica of Angel was born,
On lap of that virgin, with smile as morn.
In that sacred part of heaven,
An ecstatic odor emerged to enlighten all forlorn.
With luster of truth was he,
The real replica of divinity.
Much cruel was his elder brother.
The seed of the evil deity.
With love and truth from same mother
Both soon grew up as different power.
Really was devil existent,
Feeling the young his opposer
As celestial shine was the seed of divine
Loveable, among all the terrestrial creatures.
When period came for innovation
Agilia seduced the taint of creation.
Elder killed young as innocent lamb
Blaming the sacred path to devotion.
First martyr of sanctity,
Crippled the verve of profanity.
The embodiment of evil was thrown,
Far away by Jehovah the Father
To empower the belief on divinity.
After martyr of truth
And ejection of profanity.
Lap of virgin was filled by Angel.
In recourse of formless Father,
The deterrent for sanctity.
Agilia again tried to encroach with all her thrall
In that sacred realm protected by Father.
But turned back soon as forlorn
Unable to face the shine of sacred power.
Now progeny of Angel as protégé of Jehovah
Were potential enough without desire.
Laborious and happy, under shine of complacence
Invincible for all evil power.
Shine of sanctity can be always seen
On visage laborious with loyalty.
Even it is invincible
For the thralls of desires
Existent as ensign of profanity.
Facing fiasco in war against complacence
Again Agilia used the armor of sanctity.
Soon all slaves as suave and innocent
Were able to encroach in the realm of divinity.
Power of divine was only for prevention
Existent as ray of faith in that creation.
Invincible but innocent, for any juncture
Remissive, which never makes hope for brutal invasion.
All slaves as desire of human.
As innocent, under armor of sanctity.
After encroachment in safe sacred realm
Were able to mix up among the rise of divinity.
Now new generation of that realm
An origination of sin and sanctity.
Began to fall in thralldom of Agilia
Even with steady their belief on divinity.
Opulence, the illusive power of Agilia
Lethal enough, to cripple the verve of humanity.
At that period evolving for sacred innovation
Captured that realm, wearing masks of divinity.
With the graces of that sacred realm
Angel passed on as mortal existence.
River of Nectarine milk came down in ground
Much far from the rot of opulence.
Really face of perdition
Emerges after blast of tolerance.
Created by desire
Of all innocent those suffering within terror;
So to cripple the blaze of sin,
Rising on that sacred realm
All ecstatic sacred graces
Drowned in sea of tear.
Soon a lustrous ship was shown
With some sacred existence
On the water of that perdition.
It was to warn all the spirits
Existent all over in that creation
Only steady belief can sail
On the path towards salvation.
Just after the period changed,
That sacred realm again emerged.
As a graceful island,
Surrounded by sea of sand.
And all sacred sailor of that ship
Soon began to innovate on that sacred land.
Now that innovation was challenge
For the evil Regina of heaven.
Ruling by power of opulence
With devils in body of human.
Innovation from island in sea of sand
Really was for all polluters end.
So thralls of Agilia began to encroach
With sacred armor and gory hand.
Soon all the devils were thrown out
To suffer on burning sand.
By remissive formless Father
For a chance to sanctify,
Before facing any tragic end.
But some of them as sly and greed
As the origination of profanity
Were able to stay there
As protégé of divinity.
Mixed seeds of sin and sanctity
Are invincible even for divinity.
Seductive enough to destroy
The creative verve of humanity.
Again, all slaves were able to rise
On island surrounded by sea of sand.
Human as thrall of desire
Gathered with gory swords in hand
In Garrison of twelve doors
With separated belief on sacred land.
Rise of sin, everywhere on heaven
Called Father to create a base
For the oncoming redeemer.
So to fulfill an evil desire,
A child was sold by his own brother.
With the period to emerge as shine
To move away the dark of terror.
Just after an era
Ensign of victory
Were made on burning sand
Behind a graceful river.
By progeny of that sold child,
Suffering within the rise of terror.
As the period of tyrants passed on.
Belief of sanctity emerged as lustrous stick,
And destroyed the ensign of evil power.
Commanding protégé towards liberty
It began to create the basis, for the incarnation of redeemer.
Agilia existent in perception of some creature
With shine of opulence and dark desire.
Was steady enthralling all the humankind
To defeat the patron of sacred power.
To greet and regard
The essential incarnation of redeemer,
A sanctum was made
With lustrous throne of sanctity.
By innocent thralls of Agilia
To trap Father in maze of his own vow,
In front of Solomon,
Existent in that heaven, as fame of divinity.
Human being of that sacred realm
Perplexed in maze of profanation,
With hope of joy
Among darkness of illusion.
Were waiting near that celestial sanctum
Under ensign of opulence,
Only for a rare salvation
From the oncoming incarnation.
But the redeemer incarnated
On lap of virgin in hut of serenity
As an ecstatic shine of complacence.
Human with sacred belief, living as pauper,
Were informed by a celestial star
To follow the incarnation of supreme existence.
Existing among gory swords
With shine of placidity.
Redeemer the son of Father.
With the ensign of sanctity,
Began to raise the power of amnesty.
Enriching the base of complacence,
Existent on heaven as poverty.
Irradiating the murk on path to salvation,
With the shine of truth and pliability
He began to rise, just as a simple entity.
Timid tyrants,
Existent with ensign of opulence.
Soon came up against redeemer
To save their own mortal existence.
So crown of thrones was offered to Father
To cripple the shine of complacence.
Redeemer with smile of amnesty,
And crown of throne on head.
To sanctify the sins of psyche
With shine of palpability, came on cross.
So darkness of Agilia,
Existent as hell
Was soon irradiated, everywhere in cosmos.
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chaptrer Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine