I dedicate this
writing to two
doves and martyrs
and ITZAK RABIN,
bathed in their
own blood by mad-about-God people.
I dreamed of God
was crying like a baby
The scene : A
table, a chair, a bookcase. Near the bookcase stands a man who
reads, surprised by his reading. A woman' s voice can be heard.
The woman : That's
enough, darling, come to bed!
The man : Sh! I am
The woman : Until
when do you want to read ? Until when do you want to bother me
and prevent me from sleeping?
The man : I am not
bothering you! You are in your bedroom and I am in the living
room. You don't see the light nor hear the noise of the book I
am leafing through. Why are you shouting like this ?
A pause. The man
goes on reading. The cry of the woman is heard.
The woman : Don't
you see by dint of reading you've lost all your hair ? That'll
do now, come to bed!
The man : I told
you not to scandalize people! The neighbours will be calling the
cops again! They will think we are having a fight!
The man goes on
reading. A few seconds later, the cry of the woman is heard.
The woman : Come to
bed, don't you have to go to work tomorrow ?
The man, who was
given a start by the cry of his woman, is getting excited.
The man : I'm the
one who's going to work so why are you worried ?
The woman : I am
worried about you because I don't want you to doze tomorrow
while at work.
The man : Really!
Madam is worried about me!
The woman : I
should say so.
The man : There are
only one or two pages left, I have gotten to Moses!
The woman : What
happened to Moses?
A pause. The man
finishes the book. He yawns, punches his chest and makes his way
towards the bedroom.
The scene becomes
gloomy. A sleeping music is played for a minute.
Alter the end of
the music, a few pauses. A cock crows...
The woman : Get up
darling! Have your breakfast! You’re gonna be late!
The woman heads for the table. She picks up
the book her husband was reading. The latter comes towards her.
The man : Hello,
The woman : Hello!
What was the matter with you last night?
The man : Nothing
honey, I was reading.
The man shows the book his wife holds.
The woman : I know
you were reading this book but I am talking about the fact that
you cried in your sleep in the middle of the night!
The man : What ?
What do you mean I cried ?
The man thinks during a brief moment.
The man: Oh yes,
you're right. You hear me cry in my sleep?
The woman : Yes
honey! But why ? Did you dream ? Did you have a nightmare ?
The man : No! I
dreamed of God!
The woman : What ?
You dreamed of God ? How did he appear in your dream ?
The man : He came!
He was a good God! I liked Him a lot!
The woman : What do
you mean ?
The man : You don't
know what shape he'd taken?
The woman : What
The man : A
beautiful young woman shape!
The woman : Did you
talk together ?
The man explains :
- Yes darling! And
this is the reason why I cried. I saw God sitting in a corner.
He'd put his arms around his knees and cried like a baby. At
first I thought he cried out of too much happiness. I said to
myself he’s right not to Care about us. He created the world,
men and all this fuss. But I said to myself it is impossible to
laugh for no reason, mostly regarding God! I moved forward. I
was afraid the guards call out to me and prevent me from it.
Therefore I get closer by taking little steps but nothing
similar occurred and nobody stopped me. When I got to him, I saw
the worst. He was crying so much that his eyes had a stream
I kneeled down
before him : Oh, you merciful! What's wrong with you ? What
happened? Why are you crying ?
He lifted up his
head. What a face! Like the moon, beautiful, innocent,
I felt better when
I saw his face.
He told me :
- What else can I
do except crying ?
- But why are you
crying, my king God, you are so big and powerful and merciful...
He cried even more
- There you are!
You and your talking! And what they do! What else can I do
except crying ? Didn't you read the book last night?
- What book?
- The very book you
were reading and about which you were having an argument with
- Oh yes! You're
talking about this play? «History of Histories » ?
- Yes, that's what
I'm talking about! Have you seen what they've done to me through
history ? From yesterday until today ? All they've done on my
behalf? So many buildings they've built for me? So many houses
and temples? Did I need those ? Don't you see what they've done
to me through history ?
- Oh, my kind God!
You're right! They've done so many things in your name! Then the
author of the book was right to write what he wrote ?
- What you read is
just a part of the guiles and trickeries of men!
- But my kind God!
You just have to deny all this, speak and lead your people!
- What ? With
all my power and my splendour, I don't either have any pulpit at
my disposal, nor any megaphone, television, radio, paper, nor
even a fax to tell these tricksters : Enough is enough! That'll
do! Let me be, until when do you want to build houses for me and
turn around like asses round an oil press, I am the one who
created existence. Until when do you want to go on sacrificing
animals and human beings for me?
And you don’t
know the best bit about it : I don't have any house or temple
for myself. Every temple or house built in my name has a guard!
Even if one day or one night I want to enter one of these
houses, the guard will prevent me from it. I don't have
television, nor radio, gallery, paper, magazine to discuss with
my people. And if I appear as I am, the guards of my temples,
the papers and media leaders will kill me and say I am an
- Oh my God! You
are totally right! You are having a rough time!
God cries again and
even more :
- Do you understand
now why I am crying ?
The man, already
sobbing, falls on God's neck and cries with me.
- My God! You are
so good and kind! I feel like crying for you!
In this beautiful
city of Paris, there are a thousand and one things to see.
However, we, people living and working there, are expecting a
public holiday in order to sleep, even if many of our fellow
countrymen star up all night and sleep during the rest of the
day. We work every day and what we like most is the public
holiday just after or before a Saturday or Sunday. The French
prefer to have public holidays on Fridays or Mondays in order to
enjoy a long week-end and leave the city. But we, people even
working on Saturdays or Sundays, are taking advantage of these
days off on the weekends to sleep. We never have enough sleep
and time. Let's not talk about the night but we rather sleep at
about 2, 3 or 4 am and get up as fast as we can at 8 to start
the day. Nevertheless we are lucky the mother of our child is
not a primary school teacher or state employee and that she gets
up in the morning, prepares breakfast, dresses him and drives
her to school. Our way of dressing is determined by our daughter
who, from the age of 2 onwards, chose our clothes and even the
colour of our tie. Let' s not talk about her own clothes. I
remember my own childhood. Despite our parents’ benevolence, we
couldn't choose the colour of our clothes before the age of 2.
Nowadays, children choose their parents clothes.
In short, you do
not have many opportunities to take advantage of public holidays
and sleep as much as you like.
I was drunk when I
went to the tavern last night,
I saw an old drunk
man there, wearing a pitcher on his back,
I told him : aren't
you ashamed of God ?
He answered me :
God is generous, drink and remain silent!
« Khayyam »
In the arms of
... At the time of
one of those public holidays when everybody lived in peace, I
had a second dream. I was familiar with the scene and setting
and I quickly felt that it was the continuation of a previous
«We had interlaced
and stopped crying. The one who first started to cry got up,
wiped his tears and put his arm on my shoulder :
- Get up! Get up!
I was working and
did not par attention. This time he shouted :
- Avesta! Get up,
we have to do something serious!
I was surprised and
looked at him :
- Oh my Almighty
God, I am not Avesta, I am Hassan Abbasi. If we are good friends
you will be able to call me Hassan.
God frowned and
seemed angry. He tried hard to smile :
- Am I not your God
? Why do you obey your four-year-old son when he asks for
such-and-such a shirt or trousers and you oppose me. I want to
call you Avesta. That's all.
- Dear God, Hassan
is very cute. Although I didn't have the chance of the imam
Hassan several hundreds of slave women, thousands of camels,
dozens of residences, etc., I got used to my name and I want to
change it into Avesta, I need forty more years to get used to
it. And many people would think I had been converted to
God interrupted me
- Why do you
encourage people to change their name and refuse to accept it
for youself ? You wrote and asserted that Avesta existed before
Zoroaster. They will have no reason to think so. You are my
- You call me
Avesta and you say Vas-Salam ?
This time, God
really smiles :
- Yes, you have to
speak Iranian with an Iranian even if he knows Arabic!
God deeply yawns,
swirls around, spreads his arms, closes his fists and comes
towards me. I was frightened. When he got close to me, with his
fists closed like boxers'. God taps me slightly on the shoulder
as if he was caressing his son. He hops several times and says:
- Very good, move
closer, we've got to deal with the most important thing. Are you
- It depends on
what the most important thing is!
- Find a solution
for me. Didn’t you tell me all that they did on earth in my name
? We have to find a solution!
- Oh my honourable
God! Why after centuries and thousands of years, you think of it
- You made me think
about it and it was a good initiative!
- Where do you want
us to start from ?
- From a gallery.
You've got to help me find a gallery where I’ll spread my
Some people think
Others think they
have found the truth
All of a sudden, a
voice can be heard :
Oh ignoramus! The
path is neither one nor the other
« Khayyam »
God and the 124000
- If you want to
add another prophet to the 124000 preceding ones, count me out!
Offended and angry,
God shouts :
-What prophet ?
What 124000 ones ? Where did you find that figure?
- It's the figure
that you invented, you sent them!
- Who did I send ?
Who? What with ? What for? Is it sensible? 124000 prophets! They
say the first one was Adam who lived, six thousand years ago, in
the desert of Sinai. Even if every fifty years, a chieftain
declared himself to be a prophet, there would only be 120 of
them! And even 240, if it happened every twenty five years! And
even if, like the Presidents in France, elected every seven
years, supposing that there is no re-election, they would net
reach the number of 900! I don't know where the figure 124000
- Let's admit that
this figure 124000 is net correct, you are going back over
everything you said. It is true that I wrote the idjtehad for
the renewal of the thought but the fact of making a complete
break with one's past is a matter for men and not God. The
powerful and eminent God must not regret his actions and
renounce them. You are net Bazargan who, after reading « The
secrets of Islam » might just forget all about those fifty years
of religious struggle and told me : « My dear Abbasi, I
understood the only motive for the prophecy was to attract the
attention of the Last Judgement! They were net elected to teach
us politics, construction, business or technique! »
- It's just as well you interviewed Bazargan
before he died and that you have in your possession the evidence
of these words! Otherwise, who would have believed in their
truthfulness ? But as far as I am concerned, God, great and
distinguished, where and when did I deny or regret? I simply say
I didn't send anybody. I didn't give my signature to anybody,
nor the slightest sign of recognition; I didn't interview
- Their miracles
signified your seal!
- What does that
- It means that
they achieved extraordinary actions!
- For example ?
Did they divide the moon into two parts, did they send ships in
the outer space ?
- Oh no! But one of
these kindly people announced you talked to him and transmitted
- Did somebody
witness this ?
- So you see I
talked to nobody! And even these ten commandments were common
among the people of Egypt - like Avesta among the Iranian people
- several thousands of years before the afore-mentioned persan,
moreover a hero and a valorous commander. Do you need to care
what he said or didn't say? Look at what he did : he organized a
people and granted them international glory and pride.
- You're right, my
God! We have to look at the heart of the actions and net the
But it is more
simple to say God said and wanted such-and-such thing! People
then admit things more easily and readily obey! Because man - in
spite of the power and strength he has - still has some fear in
himself and needs a higher strength, that's why your
spokespeople and representatives are eternal and nobody can
dethrone them! But about words, I am talking to you now and you
mustn't den y it tomorrow!
- Am I talking to
- Aren't we
- Look at me,
you're joking with me!
- What joke! We're
talking to each other and hearing each other?
- You're asleep and
you're dreaming! You don't see my reality and you're not talking
- What difference
between sleep and awakening! God is God and creator, as much in
one as in the other!
God, who was angry,
- You're starting
to annoy me again! I shed tears because of what the others have
done to me, I'm coming to you to be comforted and you add to my
I cut God's ward
short, I apologize with some panic :
- On your child's
life, excuse me!
takes a look at me :
- Wait! On my
child's lire! What child ?
- The young man you
sent to save humankind, who had taken upon himself the sins of
your creatures and who surrendered to you, in heaven! The one
who cured the deaf, the blind, the dumb and the lame people and
who rose young girls from the dead by kissing them on the lips!
- Oh yes, you're
referring to this handsome young man who went in your country,
Iran, in Egypt, India and even went round Kashmir; he had
learned medicine and cured the sick in the villages if Israel
which, then, were several centuries behind human civilization;
he had reborn epileptic people who people thought dead, and was
called the Saviour. You also can rise girls who died because
they didn't receive enough love. Have you forgotten you also did
it before you lost your hair and got bald ?
- Oh merciful God!
Don’t talk to me about the past, it only stirs my sorrows up.
You'd rather talk about your son! By the way, how did you get
married with his mother ? How come among all those beautiful
Persian, Roman, Turkish, Palestinian, Bulgarians girls you went
to the desert and got married with a nomadis orphan daughter.
Gad crawls again in
a corner and starts to cry again :
- Who can I confide
in and open my heart ?
words, I get close to God and start to apologize.
God wipes his tears
and hugs me. I have a strange feeling, as if in my arms is the
first love of my life. I have the same pulsation, my heart beats
quickly. I could sleep in his arms. God lets me go:
- Do you see now
all I've gone through during centuries and all they've clone in
- You don't have to
worry about it! It's not worse that somebody else got married in
your name with a 8-9-year-old-girl!
- Enough of this
jocking, we have to do something serious!
- Serious or not, I
am not prepared to play the role of the prophet, mostly if my
miracle would be a book! So far, I’ve written several hundreds
of articles and books and it would net be logicaI for my style
to change overnight!
- What miracle?
What book? You 're probably referring to this half-poem
half-historical book whose author was this forty-year-old man
who, on half the world, made a savage and warlike people
dominate. He also transformed the language and culture of
billions of people, flapped his flag as far as Europe and
introduced his religion everywhere!
- It's funny! You
stopped his age on the day you elected him as a prophet! When he
dies, he'll be sixty. What about this story of forty years old ?
At forty years old, I also wanted the Presidency of the
between God and his creatures!
- It's not the
right time for discussing the secret of forty and of the
figures. Leave that question for later. Let's go back over the
heart of the issue. You had to help me transmit my messages to
the population. You are a crack in propaganda and communication!
- I thank you God!
But after what you said, it seems it is impossible for you to
talk with the population because as scan as you have spoken,
you’ll be lynched by the population prompted to do so by
the shopkeepers of religion!
- Why ?
- Because you deny
everything! The representatives of Jour prophets organised
marches around the world and set up machinery that will be
shaken by your words!
- However, on the
eve of the XXIst century, I have to talk, at all costs, to the
- How come you
assert the distinguished character we referred to was not your
son nor your messenger, but you accept his date? If you appoint
me Avesta, then talk about the LXXIst century so that things
take a more logical turn!
- Yes! You're
right! LXXIst century. Do you see the wrong doings of habit?
They talked so much about it that those were also inculcated in
The prophets seen
- Do you realise
now the difficulty of the path you also want to lead me into ?
In order to transmit your message, you don’t need to add another
person to those several thousand that you don't even recognise
yourself. The best solution would be a radio station!
- Radioactive! This
would kill everybody and I’d rid myself of them!
- No! Radio with no
active power is a way for everybody to hear your voice without
seeing you and you'll remain in a safe place!
- What a good
instrument! Was it invented by one of those 124000 people who
claimed to be my prophet ?
- No! This poor man
never claimed to be a prophet.
- Really! Then he
claimed to be God!
- Not at all! He
had no pretension! Most of people listening to the radio don't
even know who created it.
- You are really
silly! The real miracle is that. The radio!... If you look for a
prophet, he's just the creator of radio!
- You're way off
it! Even the creator of the sun on earth was not considered as a
- What's the sun on
earth ? I am the creator of the sun!
- There's another
energy called electricity; recently, we’ve also been using
energies light up the nights and work machinery. Just as the
existence of the earth depends on the existence of the sun, the
one of the inhabitants of the earth today comes under
electricity and atom.
- The person who
invented all of this and competed with me can be called a
prophet. Did he claim himself to have been one?
- Not at all!
- What a shame, he
would have deserved it a hundred percent!
- They dealt with
science, knowledge and scientists and not with ignoramus. We can
make those believe what we want, but...
- There's no point
in going up to the gallery. You were talking about the radio.
We’d better use a means for people to see us also.
- You're right, all
right for television!
- What is
television to him and he asks me :
- Its creator
certainly was part of those who claimed to be God!
God cried again :
- If at least those
artists and creators claimed to be prophets, it would have
increased my prestige, rather than a group of nomads and
In short, because
God wanted his television programme to be spread around the
world, I proposed him to rent a satellite. The same questions
were asked to me about the creator of this material.
In order to put
God's mind at ease once and for all, I told him the time of the
prophecy was in the past forever and that among the 124000
people, only a few outlived history...
satellite was ready. It was agreed that, in the first shows, we
would broadcast programmes relating to other planets and that
those programmes would be interrupted to let through messages
such as : « God' s acquaintance, God speaks to you, God loves
his people, God cries with you, God laughs with you, God is your
broadcast by satellite had a wide audience. Everybody watched
them, mostly because they could be seen without a cable or
aerial. As a matter of fact, these programmes and the satellite
belonged to distinguished God who did not need at all to go
through channels, machinery and regulations in force.
God and the
God proposed me, on
the first day of the fall, to talk half an hour a day with the
peoples with the idea of preparing his historic intervention. I
started by describing them history and the apparition of the
prophets by starting with the book « Religion and rationalism »,
followed by «From Mithra to Mohammad» and «The secrets of Islam
»... These programmes had a broad reception. Broadcast by
Altavista worldwide, the peoples of each territory just had to
press a button to listen to our words in their own language.
The Internet was
also working and God managed it in person. He regularly letters
and messages from the population, to which he answered, adding
each day a new element to his answers.
God was more
complete than we were. Whereas we slept and ate a little, he
didn't need to sleep and eat, continuing his activity without a
break. He didn’t even have a wife or children who would have
filled a part of his time, nor an owner, who, in case of a late
rent, would send a bailiff, nor the concern of the electricity
and telephone bills. He had settled behind his Internet and did
not move anymore from where he was seated. He also ran the
programme broadcast by satellite from the Internet. In my daily
shows, I announced the important discussions I had had
with God who was in great form and glad about being able to
contact his world by means of the Internet, telephone and fax.
He was happy with my collaboration and promised to put several
planets at my disposal so that I don't want anymore to rule over
the fate of a country of 70 million inhabitants with so many
It was expected
that during the longest night, God appears on the screens and
talks directly to the peoples. Although God knows all human
languages, our computer system was high performance enough to
translate simultaneously a word into every language and dialect.
Therefore, every earthman could understand the word of God with
Despite the fact
that we answered the questions asked by everybody by the
Internet, fax and direct contacts, we had set up a clever
telephone system which included thousands of answers. After
dialling God's telephone number, you pressed the keys from 1 to
9 and a gentle and pleasant voice announced the heavenly
answers. The people who called, and on account of shyness,
didn't dare to speak with God, their number was visible and God
personally called them back later. Sometimes, he happened to
transfer his direct phone number on mine. If I had trouble
answering a question, I also called God and there were three of
us discussing while also seeing our images.
God was much more
cheerful than before. He travelled around the world, taking with
him his pocket computer as big as a watch, but which included a
fax, the Internet, a mobile phone etc. in order to have a
permanent contact with the centre managing the satellite and
with his people spread out worldwide.
The longest night
was way off and we also broadcast the information relating to
God's acquaintance. The whole world was waiting for the Promised
Day. For the first lime, God wanted to speak directly with his
people. People on earth was enthusiastic. Many media rose up
against us, called us new tricksters. We were insulted in Holy
Places and temples. However, the masses came nearer and nearer
and consolidated their bonds with us.
A journey around
the world in God's ship
Forty days before
the longest night, God, who was in his ship, as big as a little
car, told me :
- Get up, we're
gonna go out and round the Earth!
I was stunned :
travel through the world and around the Earth! At forty years
old, I had almost visited the whole world, but travelling with
God, in his ship, reminded me of my red coupé, a present I had
from my brother for my twentieth birthday, that I used as a taxi
and with which I drove politicians. So many ministers, deputies,
presidents and even guides sat in that car!
In short, I said to
- Where do you want
to start the journey from ?
- Since you are a
nationalist and that you love Iran, we’ll start by this country.
I'm starting to
have doubts as to this God who is so sentimental and
affectionate. He is
certain points. For example, he calls me Avesta and why not :
Mani, Mazdak; Afchine, Babak or Souchiante! Why Avesta? He wants
to start his journey from Iran! Why not Mecca, Medina,
Jerusalem, Cairo, India, Paris, London, Moscow or New York? My
doubt was not bad but a positive one, thinking that this God
might have an Iranian root. My thoughts were torn by the alert
operated by God :
- Hurry up, we're
gonna be late!
I jumped into the
ship which cast off. In a lapse of time, the sight of Damavand
mountain made me shed tears.
God bit me tenderly
in the back :
- I know why you're
crying, but look how Damavand mountain looms up out of the sky!
- Yes! But the
people does not have anything anymore to be proud of!
When I got to Qom,
God pulled up suddenly. Fortunately, I had fastened my belt,
- Why did you pull
- Are you deaf,
don’t you hear you're calling me ? I pulled up to see what they
want from me!
God and the
murderers of Imam Hossein!
The little screen
of God's ship was lit, showing the mosques, houses, living rooms
and bases where the inhabitants were and were complaining.
God commissioned me
to visit a few centres where the people were crying in order to
know about their problems. I quickly knew that it was Achoura
night and that the people was in mourning.
I answered God :
- They're crying on
the occasion of Achoura, the day Imam Hossein was killed. They
damn the murderers and ask you to punish them in the fires of
God, who was angry,
- Am I a torturer
to make them burn ?
- What do you do to
murderers then and why did you create Hell?
- What Hell? Am I a
builder ? I don't know what I’d do with murderers! I have to
form a research group which would study the conditions of the
murder and make out a report that I'd hand over to the judges
committee. As long as there is no proof the accused are guilty,
I can't arrest them.
- There's not good
grounds for arresting them because the murderers died ages ago!
- When did the
murder occur ?
- 1358 years ago.
- Why, despite
these means of communication, information is getting so long for
reaching your country of origin ?
- Oh no! There's no
delay in the information! Those poor people know from that time
onwards but nevertheless go on crying!
God thought for a
moment and took his stethoscope, put the earphones in his ears,
placed the cupping glass on the ship’s internal screen on the
head of the woman who was crying.
- Do you know why
this woman is crying ?
- Yes, for Imam
- No, she's crying
because of the problems she has with her husband. She says, deep
down inside, why am I married to this man. If she had married
the previous man who proposed her she would have a lot of goods
today, a car, a house. She's crying for the promises she'd made
in her childhood and that have fallen through today...
Then he stared at
another girl :
- Do you know why
she’s crying in invoking Hossein?
- Because she's
complaining about her parents who didn't allow her to go to the
cinema with her friend..
Each time God
stared at a person, they had a family, personal,
He turned towards
me, smiling :
- You have cunning
fellow countrymen ? They use this poor Hossein dead years ago as
a pretext to feel sorry for themselves!
God cried while
watching a stoning
I soon felt that
God was not happy with his journey in the Iranian sky,
especially when he pulled up suddenly. Above Kerrnan, he put a
brake on again. This time, we could clearly see the inside of
the city through the ship. On the central square, many men and
women stoned to death a woman of whom we could only see the
blood-soaked and limped head.
I said to myself
God will be glad to observe this stoning scene. I was smiling
and watching him.
God gave me a funny
look and asked me :
- Why are you
- I'm glad to see
- Happy, me ? Have
you seen anybody unhappier?
- Why, my God ?
This poor woman is being stoned to death for your satisfaction,
because she acted against your orders!
- What order and
what satisfaction? Am I a torturer for giving such orders ?
I started to panic
while watching this God. He suddenly exclaimed :
- What are those
moving black dots? Yet they’re not penguins!
- These are the
beautiful women, the angels of my heavenly country, Iran!
- Why' are they
hidden under black fabric ? In general, even dead people are put
in a white shroud!
And yet, these are
alive and in motion!
- It is the chador
you ordered women to wear so their beauty is not visible!
- I'm not the one
who ordered women to cover their beauty! Men say these
absurdities. For taking revenge on women, they stone them and
claim I ordered this. I never gave such orders.
representatives and the guards of your houses claim this and
transmit your orders to us.
- I don't have any
representative, nor house. Why would I need a house ? For
sleeping, inviting people or organising conferences? I don't
have a wife nor children so I don't need a house.
How can I say :
enter a house with your shoes on, sit on chairs, sing, dance and
enter another house with your shoes off and that the nauseating
smell of feet invades the carpets! How do you want me to say to
one of my representatives that men can marry four women, to
forbid another to marry and to allow only one woman for the
How do you want me
to allow divorce for one and to forbid it for the other ?
- What an
unwavering logic! What philosophical and religious lightings!
What about the longest night ? Will Mithra rise again and Avesta
get stronger and spread once again ?
- What's happening
on that night?
- It's the night
when you want to speak directly with your people by satellite
and the Internet!
Gold domes in
memory of temples!
pensive a few seconds and I personally thought about that night.
All of a sudden, the ship almost hit a gold dome. I told God to
be careful :
- Is this the
temple where flames still go up ?
- This is not a
temple, it's a gold dome and belongs to one of your imams!
- My imams! The
last time I saw these things, they were called temples!
- That's true! But
it was at the time of the adoration of fire, replaced later by
the one of the adoration of imams. It turns out that you haven’t
cared about the Earth for a long time!
It crossed my mind
that these domes erected the same way as our old temples in
order to keep the memory of our ancestors alive.
God tapped me on
the back and said :
- To be honest,
temples were locating points for the ships sent on earth by my
more advanced creatures.
I believe what he
says to me. Therefore, in reality, temples and domes erected in
heaven would have been locating points for interplanetary ships.
I am surprised and ask God for further explanations :
-I am grateful to
you for raising this point. Give me further explanations. Then
there would be human beings on other planets ?
- Whoever they are,
they are more civilized than we are and give me less trouble!
God suddenly fell
- Go on, why are
they more civilized than we are ?
- Oh nothing,
- On the contrary,
we're starting to discuss seriously!
- No, forger it!
- What, you first
- I made a mistake!
- God makes
- The biggest was
reminded me my fathers' and my dreams of childhood : « The human
being must not procreate and increase the number of inhabitants
on earth, just as he must not marry a man or a woman bought by
way of goods ». It's a shame we quickly exchange paternal words
and dreams of childhood for the love of a beauty to whom we
quickly become enslaved to! And even if it's not his case,
somebody else falls in love with him. Even worse, when a child
is born, both become slaves to him, sacrificing their
cheerfulness and happiness. Moreover, when the child grows up,
he rises up against the world and those who brought him up have
then gotten older!
Free and sovereign
man! Slave to freedom and to the others'power!
God, who saw me
pensive, let me go and drove his ship. But I was not ready to
leave him alone and I returned to the attack on the question of
- Why do you regret
the creation of man?
- Didn't you read
history ? As an historian, you must know better what you've done
to me and to yourselves for millions of years.
- Why didn't you
give mature reflection to our creation?
- I decided it all
of a sudden, I wanted to create something in my own image that
was free and creative.
- And you can see
now how it turned out... By the way, did you create us free ?
With no control ?
- I let you to
yourselves. Your sixth senses and your brains were made so that
you can be capable of creating, therefore you had to be free but
without boring me stiff each time misfortune strikes you down.
When you are cheerful, you don't think of me but as soon as you
face a difficulty, you come to me and question! Each one of you
is free! But, in society, this liberty is limited to the one of
others and is controlled that way. In other words, the people
acting in a planned and calculated way can use or take advantage
of the freedom of the others which, that way, will be limited or
diverted. If you go upstairs and find in front of you a violent
and hurried person going down those stairs and that could
provoke an accident, for example cause your fall ending up in
your injury or death, it is not the fault of God, of your
father, mother or somebody else's! It's the fault of the one who
did not use his freedom of moving properly and damaged yours...
The Devil, the
creature of God or his rival?
- Oh my God! You're
complicating things. A lot of people won't understand anything
about it. Forget it and rather talk to me about the Devil!
What's that Devil you created and put on the humans 'path in
order to lead them off the straight and narrow and lead them to
this Hell in which you don’t even believe ?
- Devil ? Is he
also part of these thousands of prophets ?
- Not at all! The
Devil is just the Same Iblis you created with the task to put
himself on our path, to drive us to temptation so that you can
blame us and burn us with flames out of anger, the one who
drives us to cupidity, oppression, tyranny, the one from the
darkness, who is unclean...
- Was I crazy to
create such a beautiful man and put somebody on his way in order
to corrupt him and burn him later ? Do I have stoves ? And even,
faced with each difficulty I rush up to your assistance, you
just have to sincerely ask for me!
- If we need you,
do we obligatorily have to call for you ? Can't your antivirus
help us ?
- This antivirus
aerial you 're referring to should be installed in your
computer. If someone needs my help, they just have to turn on
their anti-perversion aerial I installed in it; for me a man is
a man, whatever his age, his condition and social position, I’d
go to their aid like parents who help their children in any
moment of their life when they need them.
- Stop it or I'm
going to cry. With the kindness, generosity and sincerity you're
showing, you can’t be a torturer, Khayyam did say...
- Be respectful and
rather say : Hakim Omar Khayyam Neychabouri.
- Do you know this
fellow countryman ?
- What? Of course I
know him, I brought him up!
- At last, somebody
- I also accept
you, I accept every man.
- It's funny you don’t recognise Iblis and
the Devil, but you recognise Hakim Omar Khayyam.
- I've never had
the honour of knowing them!
- What about
Ahriman? You don’t recognise him either ?
God suddenly gets
up and says :
- Where is he ?
Where is this accursed Ahriman?
- You know him then
- Of course I know
- Doubtless you
personally brought up this Ahriman and every evening has a
secret discussion with him during which he gives you the report
of his intrigues!
- Me ? Just wait
for me to lay hands on him! Where is he ?
- I don't know
where he is! I'm only asking, now you recognise it, why did you
create him to get men in a mess?
God interrupted me
- Yes I know him
but I never created such a vile element. He is my powerful
rival, capable of insatiably driving men to perversion and
depravity, just as I can help you in the way of goodness, purity
and joy. I’ve been looking for Ahriman for millions of years to
get my claws on him.
- For destroying
- No, never, I'm
not an Ahriman killer! Actually, I cannot kill him! His power is
as great as mine! He is indestructible like me! That's why I
intend to discuss with him and find a way to establish peace and
tranquillity on earth. As far as I am concerned your creation
was complete. Now it is your responsibility to use your reason
and intelligence in order to fight against Ahriman because he's
not my creature. I didn't create anything else than kindness,
purity, tenderness and love. He’s my greatest rival! His
strength and power in evil and infamy are equal to mine in
purity and kindness!
- My God! Your
words are driving me crazy. So far, I thought everything that
exists comes from you, even the creation of Ahriman! Why does
the one who was born in unhappiness, dies in unhappiness and who
only knows grief and suffering come into the world ? And why
others are born in wealth, affluence, joy and power and relegate
them to their descendants at the time of their death! How unfair
it is! You tell me you want to negotiate with Ahriman whereas
you ask us to struggle and destroy him! Why do you negotiate and
do we make war ? You are more powerful than we are so you just
have to fight and destroy mm! Moreover you claim he is
everywhere, follows us constantly in order to drive us to
perversion, but you can 't find him...
God seemed angry
and interrupted me :
- I created the
first man and I made a mistake. But beyond the first man who was
created, it's not my fault when a poor person is born! His
father and mother, who are at the origin of their birth, are the
ones to blame! I gave them reason so that they could think. If
they don't use their intelligence and give birth to a creature
just for satisfying their desire, what do they accuse me of ?
This Ahriman spread throughout the world like a virus whose
destruction would amount to yours. Ahriman is not an individual
or an only virus but an unlimited quantity which abounds, how
could I destroy them all ? Besides, he’ll never be completely
destroyed and as soon as your attention is being distracted, he
stands in front of you. That is why man constantly comes and go
between good and evil. You see a man who, for years, was the
symbol of goodness and is suddenly attracted to evil. On the
contrary, a man who incarnated evil for a long lime sides all of
a sudden with goodness, casts out Ahriman and gets me to
himself! However, Ahriman watches him at every moment.
- Why did you
create the first man? Didn't you simultaneously create
temptation ? And why didn't you create him in order for Ahriman
not to penetrate into him ?
- Mister Avesta!
What are you talking about? I created the world and existence!
You are a man of science, do you know the billion men you are
not even equal to a minute atom in comparison with the whole
Creation! Do you know the number of galaxies l've created and
managed for billions of years ? Do you realise the
responsibility that demands your own sun around which nine
important planets turn : Saturn, Mars, Venus, Mercury,... And
the sun is only one of the billion stars which include several
planets and the sea of stars, the cornets, etc. This unity
constitutes the existence in which your solar galaxy is just
grain! And now you're talking to me about creation of man that I
created in my own image, to whom I gave power and freedom so
that he can play the role of God and be superior to animals...
Unfortunately, I realise this creation was just a game! Besides
I knew and wanted to see in him a sign and an image of myself,
wanted him to be a free and an initiator, free and creative,
different from animals.
- As long as man
was not aware of multiplicity, you played with him a lot! Like
children with their parents! Parents immensely like their
children's childhood and treat them like clever and speaking
dolls, exactly like the behaviour of a child with their dolls!
But the parents' delight is even greater! However, as soon as
the child starts to grow up, speak, become aware of things and
be free..., the parents pay the joys they had in their
- However, we pay
more or legs! And my situation is different from the parents'
- What a
difference! Parents explain their procreation the same way,
increasing everyday the population on earth! Your desire to play
was transmitted to ail of us and we act this way despite our
deep down inside. Then you’re the initiator and the one to blame
because you were at the origin of the first creation. Why do you
want to burn them now in the flames of Hell ?
God answers :
- I already told
you : I don't have a hell, I am not a torturer who burns
anybody. Can't you see I’m the one who’s burnt and who's crying
? I bear the sins of all of you and I have a hell in myself in
which I burn. As far as you are concerned, your paradise or hell
is in your world. If you did good, your soul will live in peace
and the end of your existence will be fine! If you did evil
you'll live the end of your life in sorrow and sadness! If you
were men different from animals and with, in yourselves, the
spirit of good and purity, then your soul will live in peace
God also preaches :
Think well, speak well, practice well, the first and last word
these words, God bursts into tears. His grief is huge. I hug him
and console him : - I apologize for distressing you. You really
miss your son because he said the same thing : he'd come to bear
all the men's sins. I'm afraid nobody understood. Other people
before him had talked about goodness, sincerity, power and
intelligence; they'd said you were merciful, good and clever,
that you were neither a torturer nor a killer, you created free
men for them to be as creative as you. Creations of men like
electricity, telephone, radio, television, interplanetary ships,
satellites, the Internet... all have a divine nature. When you
observe all of this you must be proud of your clever and wise
creature. Ignore the billion sheep and observe your creatures.
God gets up, wipes
his tears, smiles and gays :
- Your ancestors
were better. Their intelligence and science were superior to the
others, even in the field of God and existence. You said it in
With good thought,
the word of God and good deed,
The wise men
And the devil was
With those, look
for the way to heaven
A way that leads
from heaven to Gad
These few words
constitute the philosophy of existence and Mithra is the
beginning and the end of every thing.
Is God the sun and
the origin of the Earth energy ?
He created me from
the start into anguish And life only increased my amazement
We were forced to
leave and didn’t understand
The reasons of our
birth, existence and death
« Khayyam »
- Praise be to God
who is great and merciful, we are confused. It’s a shame I
didn't have a tape recorder for recording your warm voice when
declaiming my poem. You were right to talk about Mithra, the God
of the sun, that is to say yourself.
God smiles and gays
- They were right
because your existence depends on the sun. As from the origin,
the earth was a boiling mass, detached from the sun.
Progressively water appeared and its surface solidified.
Today, it lives
thanks to the sun whose death would cause yours and the earth's.
- What wise and
philosophical words! We studied history, literature and eastern
and western philosophies for years without being able to
discovering these questions. I now understand why we must adore
God, who was
surprised, asked :
- Why ?
Because if you are
the sun and our basic factor of life and energy, we have to
adore you, whatever the philosophy of your existence, our
creation and the Ahriman myth.
God was surprised
and said with his pensive manner :
- It doesn't seem
quite wrong! I am the sun and I give you life and energy, you
should be pleased with me and thank me.
- By the way, if
you are the sun of the earth, what do we have to think of the
sung of the other galaxies?
- In that case, are
you insinuating there would be other Gods ?
- Maybe we could
call them Ahrimans and consider them as your rivals!
I dances with God
God, happy with
these words, started to dance. He took my hand and also led me
into it. I protested, saying I couldn't dance but God didn't
want to hear. He danced and made me dance. Holding a glass in
his hand, he sang:
- Oh, Avesta!
Your wine waiter
who loves wine Your merciful resurrection
It's me, it's me
Your Almighty God
Your sun and
It's me, it's me
Your guide and
It's me, it's me
I am the weight of
the whole world
I am the being and
the nothingness of the world
I am the beginning
and the end
The sun of the
world! It's me, it's me
The love of the
world! It's me, it's me
God was singing and
was dancing, drunk. I thought of the gazelle who runs away,
followed by a tiger or a leopard and who says to herself :
Don't run behind
Don't jump, don’t
Don't tire me!
Don't hurt me!
... I also have my
We were dancing,
drinking and I was deep in thought... All of a sudden, God
stopped, he seemed to listen... He lent an ear.
- My God! What's
- Yes, a plot is
- God forgive me!
Against me, for dancing and drinking ?
- Against you ?
You're not worth it. But against me! You can't help opening your
trap when you're with me ? And why for dancing and drinking? All
the prophets that you know and don't know danced and drank and
went so far as to promise virgin girls and boys! Didn't you
refer to Avicennes about the benefits of wine. The syrup doctors
prescribe to children and adults is nothing but more
concentrated wine... Forget all of this and let’s try to thwart
- Who could foment
a plot against God ?
- Those who put me
in the state I'm in for centuries, afflicted and saddened me!
- Who? The prophets
- No, they lied
years ago, but their spokespeople and heirs who live off them
and hold the power.
- Who claim to be
the spokespeople of Your Excellency!
- Am I dumb to need
a spokesperson ? Ahriman's soldiers claim to be me and my
representatives! Ahriman knows I'm very busy and then takes
advantage of my difficulties. He almost runs the whole world.
- My God! Talk to
me about the plot! What is about?
- It is a big
international conference in which leaders of all religions
- Where ? When ?
- In Jerusalem! Two
days before the longest night! Leaders of all religions.
- They plot against
your historical message. You’ve got to be watchful!
- What do they want
to do ?
- Murder! They want
to murder you and they'll saddle me with the murder and say
Avesta murdered God because you will, through your speech, shake
the world economy and the harm done to those in the religion
business, to tradesmen, politicians, multinational companies
could cost billions of dollars, maybe some of them would even
commit suicide or get killed by their rivals. Your direct
contact with the peoples will cause the closing of many « shops»
in the world.
- Then you will
become my Siavash and your complete name will be Siavash Avesta!
- Enough of this
joking! Indictment of murder is extremely serious!
- Who said God's
indictment of murder is serious ? Who, in this world, Cafes
about me ? Nobody! Despite all this hubbub, I am lonely! Stand
at a crossroads and insult me, nobody will prevent you from it!
At the very worst, they’ll say you've gone crazy. Maybe some
people would even say you are very clever for treating God like
this. On the other hand, your least reproach towards a prophet
or a religious leader will cost you a lot.
- I know, from all
sides, fatwas will rain on this irreligious person, this
blasphemer, this atheist!
- Anyway, we have
to do something!
- What do you want
us to do? You're the Almighty, who would dare to take you for a
ride? God was seriously worried and I was amazed at his torpor.
I was probably mistaken and he was looking for a solution for
fighting them! God’s struggle against his creatures. It's
not very surprising, this looks very much like everyday
arguments between parents and their children!
Suddenly, God shoke
me and said :
- We have to go to
the base, it seems the date of the conference was brought
forward. Things are getting serious!
We quickly go to
the base. On the way, I talked with God for a long time :
- It's just as well
that they united to fight against you!
He answered, in a
mocking manner :
- They've always
united. Having the same basis, they were united in the
principles. As soon as we arrived at the base, a violent
explosion rang out. The flames and smoke invaded everywhere...
All of a sudden, I found myself in my bed next to my
didn't want to accept my waking, up. I forced myself to fall
asleep again and
dream... that was impossible... sleepiness had left me.
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