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Chapter Thirteen (The Hearts and Pockets of the Companions)

Antar lost his mind and his times turned into hell, as a not insignificant number of people began to follow the ideas of these researchers who were disguised in pictures and characters, even changing their names to symbolic names and hiding their faces so that Antar’s soldiers, followers and aides would not recognize them, especially after Antar issued his orders to arrest them and search and investigate them everywhere, but they were careful to hide from him and his soldiers were extremely careful and they were making publications in the form of newspapers or papers in which they wrote their opinions and they would come to each region of the planet Antartu separately, so they would distribute themselves in groups in disguise to spread the facts and expose Antar the false god and his preachers and aides. They would come secretly in the dead of night and sometimes hold some secret conferences and seminars in extreme and distant places on the planet Antartu while they were disguised and at very late times so that none of Antar’s followers would notice them, and they would explain in these seminars the truth of the god and the lie His existence and how the unjust ruler Antar used the idea of divinity and used this god absent from existence to politicize his reconciliation and in agreement with his preachers from the clergy, this divine being and divine entity was exploited and the idea of God was exploited with politicians as a political idea with a religious hue to subjugate the people and the simple people and tighten control over them and extend influence and exploitation and for every common interest its spoils are divided equally among them and the only oppressed and deceived are these believing slaves who think they are doing well with their s*****y and faith and evil is not far from them... They live the holy illusion and divine deception and think that they are the winners and that they are in bliss and immortal and I wish that in their alleged afterlife they will win, but this is for an indefinite period and after they die... It is the greatest deception and they and it have believers who are submissive and obedient... What fools, lost and delusional they are. This is what made Antar angry and filled with rage and resentment after he learned that many were about to enter the religion of Arn al-Antari, but they backed down after they received the secret bulletins written and distributed by the young researchers in cooperation with Aref, who was writing those bulletins and manuscripts and staying up all night arranging and coordinating them with logical words and clear scientific sentences without any deception or patchwork or fraud. He was clarifying the facts and exposing the lies. How often did Aref sneak in at night with a group of young researchers after they became his close friends, even his only ones. They would place the bulletins at night on the doorsteps of houses, balconies, and entrances, and on the doors of closed shops and stores at night, and they were careful to leave them in a hidden, safe place.

All this while they were disguised and disguised from Antar’s soldiers and guards, whose presence in the place had increased and they would go out at night to arrest anyone they suspected. But despite all these precautions, Antar’s serious attempts and security precautions did not succeed in quelling the revolution of truth that broke out in most of the Parts of the planet Antaruto and Antar's fear and panic increased and he ordered an emergency closed meeting to be held at the conference headquarters in his large luxurious palace with all his leaders, soldiers and guards whom he called his angels and small gods who bring his faithful servants closer to him through them according to his claim and his legends that Samson the magician was weaving for him from some of his magic tricks and talismans and his metaphysical imaginary books... In the midst of anxiety and terror, Antar pounded his huge hand on the meeting table that filled the middle of the hall while he was roaring and screaming demanding an immediate and quick solution to what had befallen his kingdom and his kingdom and shaken his throne recently after the outbreak of this revolution against him and against his alleged divinity, especially after it had grown to his ears that not a small number had begun to abandon belief in him and move away from religion and God and follow the path of science, enlightenment and logical thinking and that these numbers were constantly increasing thanks to what had been started by these new young researchers whom Antar hated with all his strength and with all his spite and revenge he wanted to arrest and throw them into His prisons and dungeons are suspicious and dark with their pitch darkness.

Each one of those gathered around Antar in the conference hall of his palace began to present to Antar opinions and suggestions regarding what had happened and to review the predictions that could happen and develop if Antar and his followers failed to take the necessary measures. One of them suggested that everyone suspected should be arrested even without evidence so that the real perpetrator would be afraid and confused and announce himself without knowing. Another said that a curfew must be imposed on the residents of all areas here on the planet Antaruto at a specific time and that the perpetrators and those causing this chaos would certainly try to hide and publish their manuscripts at these times secretly and in disguise and an informant or secret guard must be appointed to expose them without them feeling his presence. Another suggested that a large financial reward be announced for anyone who has any information, even ordinary information, about these saboteurs who want to corrupt the country and seduce the servants and distance them from believing in their great god Antar and offering the duties of obedience and loyalty to him and his envoys, messengers and preachers and everyone who calls out his name should come here to the palace and present everything he has. This will motivate all the inhabitants of the planet Antaruto, especially those loyal to Antar and those who believe in him, his exalted self and his divine being. They will certainly strive sincerely to uncover these saboteurs, search for them, investigate and investigate with all their energy and activity from near and far until they reach any thread that connects Antar and his followers to these saboteurs. But Antar remained silent and gloomy, his eyebrows knitted together until their thick fur was crowded and clumps formed on his broad, prominent forehead, and he roared with the roar of a raging, anxious lion, dissatisfied and not satisfied with all the solutions and suggestions his followers were offering him. He began to sigh long sighs while still tapping with both hands on the huge round table behind which he was sitting, declaring that he felt that his throne was shaking under his feet and that these vile, destructive rabble were fighting his divine self and denying his kingdom and his power, his messengers and envoys, and woe to all those who fight God and his messenger.

It was clear that Antar’s fears had increased greatly, to the point that he saw that these traditional solutions would be of no use at all in discovering the new researchers and would be of no use in catching them, because he knew that they were extremely keen to be safe from his eyes and the eyes of his followers and soldiers, so that when he learned about the soldiers who betrayed him and accepted the money they took from the young researchers in exchange for allowing them to enter the public library of the planet Antaru and put their research, books and manuscripts between the shelves of the Antar books until these scientific researches gradually displaced those books and forced them down from the shelves of the library and dropped them to the ground and sheathed the sword of science victoriously in the bowels of those religious Antar books until they breathed their last and took their souls. Of course, Antar ordered the execution of these poor soldiers who were a bridge and a passage for the entry of these scientific researches and their access to the library of the planet. If they had known that they would sacrifice themselves in exchange for the money they took, they would not have done so , but this is how fate wanted it. And always for every victory and every triumph there must be a loss in something, and for every life and every birth a soul must be taken or a life must end. It is the nature of the universe and the law of life.

.. Despite everything that happened, Antar was unable to reach the young researchers. Antar remained silent and gloomy, not satisfied with the solutions offered to him. Then his minister Qandil approached him, whispering as if he had something to say that was of a degree of importance and danger: - My lord , I have something to say to you, and I think that it contains solutions that will satisfy you.

 Quickly, tell me what you have to say, Minister.

 --- Qandeel cleared his throat and said in a low voice, “I want to clear the hall because what I am going to say must not be known to anyone but us.”

 Antar immediately ordered the evacuation of the hall and was alone with his minister Qandil, who said with extreme caution: My lord, in this case it is better to attract the believers who have abandoned religion and strayed from your path and from faith in you and bring them back once again to the path of guidance, faith and the straight path, and also, more importantly, to keep the skeptical believers who are about to be led astray by these destructive scoundrels. We must win them over by all means and methods, because your faithful and loyal servants are mostly simpletons or those who are not able to provide aid and assistance, and if they were, they would have done so on their own. Samson asked permission to enter upon Antar after Minister Qandil explained to him that there was something more important than this meeting with Samson and that they both had the best solution to resolve this crisis and emerge from it victorious or with the least losses at least. Samson approached and next to him stood Minister Qandil, who said with malice and malice: My lord, money works wonders, and as they say (dirhams are like ointments). It has a magical effect.

 --What do you mean, Samson? Do you want me to give them gifts?

 -- Not all believers are my friends , but I mean by my words those who have inclinations and those who are skeptical or still hesitant to believe in you and also those who followed these criminals who want to destroy security and stability in our society, the society of Planet Antroto.. But we can win them over again even if we hate them and even if they are, my argument, not convinced or dissatisfied with the religion and your worship and belief in you, then money will win their hearts and feelings and will make them follow you and choose you and leave these young, searching, destructive people even if they are not convinced with you and those who are convinced

 --What is the benefit if they return to the fold of faith in me again while they are not satisfied and do not believe?? Especially after they learned many facts and things that they say are scientific and which began to cause me a scandal. I feel that I am collapsing. It is as if they are exposing my shame and stripping my divinity before everyone.

 --- Minister Qandil approached him with confidence and interest: It is not important now and in front of this predicament whether they are convinced of you or not. You are above all their ruler and their king, and you have the right to be a god to be worshipped even if they are not convinced. What is important is that they lean towards your side and choose your party, your lineup, and the team of believers in you, even if it is for the sake of money and personal interest. We are at war with these cursed people, and in war we must win in any case. What is important is saving the situation. Whoever is by our side will help us a lot, even if it is with money or even for the sake of money. What is important is to save you from this disaster that suddenly befell you and us. Antar thought a little and lowered his head, lost in thought, after he started to go back and forth. It was his habit to spend money lavishly for the sake of his false shortcuts that Samson used to make for him with his magic. He used to spend a lot of money and not be stingy as long as it was for the sake of his false glories and boasting about his sick, narcissistic self, but he was stingy with the least. Money, even the smallest amount, he would have considered too much if it was for the sake of a humanitarian or charitable work that would not bring him any personal benefit or interest. Then, this spending, even if it was very small, would not be burdensome. He would have made most of this money, even if it was the smallest amount, because it was not for the sake of glorifying and supplicating to him. Charity, humanity, and principles never meant anything to Antar except that they were just words and false slogans that would not benefit him or satisfy his self-love and narcissism. All that Antar meant was that others would glorify him, worship him, supplicate to him, and sanctify him, even since he was a ruler, or according to his claim, before he announced to them his false divinity that he suddenly claimed. Since this was the case, he was fully prepared to spend, and even to be extravagant, as long as this was for the sake of his position, his lofty self, and his divine being. Antar’s main concern was always and forever focused on himself alone and on those who glorify and worship him from his people, or rather from his believing slaves who supplicate and pray to him to accept them into the gardens of his bliss. And to escape his punishment and torment, whether in their lives or after their death in the afterlife, which his preachers have always deluded them with, in order to deceive the naive believing slaves, especially the simple ones among them??

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If humanity does not and will not concern him, and he has never cared about goodness or morals since he was a ruler, then morals are the art of his view, worshipping him, supplicating, humiliating himself to him, and believing in him even without evidence of his alleged divinity. Rather, he deliberately disappeared to see the humiliation in the eyes of the believing slaves, and he stipulated the clouds as a condition for their loyalty to him and their deserving of his bliss and satisfaction, and faith is their submission to him and surrender to him even after his complete disappearance from them, under the pretext that as a god, it is not necessary and not appropriate to see him at all, or even to prove his divinity in any way, and in order for them to deserve the hearts of believers, they had to cancel their thoughts and minds and submit to him and surrender and surrender without evidence or discussion, and they should consider this thinking to be a disease like scabies, and the true believer must protect himself from being infected with it because it is an epidemic that will inevitably destroy his faith. And that's all there is to it and all that matters to Antar is that it doesn't matter to him whether the one he worships is a thief, a murderer, or an evil, despicable criminal as long as he believes in him and satisfies his arrogance and divine self. Everything else is forgiven (He forgives anything less than that unless he associates partners with Him or disbelieves in Him) meaning that Antar does not forgive anyone associating partners with Him or disbelieving in Him, but He forgives anything less than that. They said, "Even if he steals or kills," he told them, "Even if the servant who believes in Antar steals or kills, Antar forgives him." Based on that, Antar enthusiastically agreed and even encouraged the idea of Samson and his minister Qandil and rewarded them for it. Then he began to implement the order, as he issued a divine Antarian order to pay sums of money and offer gifts, presents, and worldly rewards, and in the imaginary pyramidal life after death, to everyone who defends the religion of God and protects it, and even dies in the path of atheism for the sake of the god Antar the Antarite. Rather, he made jihad for him and for the sake of saving him from that predicament the highest and greatest levels of faith. Rather, he designated his preachers To preach day and night in the houses and places of worship designated for Antar, which he called his houses because his divine self resided in these houses of worship and thus they were all houses for him, so the preachers became day and night, and because they knew very well that the existence of the idea of religiosity and religion and the pure holy book that is not touched except by the pure and impure and who must be believers in it, all of this and that is necessary for the survival and continuation of Antar’s tyrannical rule and that the idea of the existence of religion and its stability among believers is something important to establish the pillars of Antar’s rule, the god or who claims to be so, and it is a reason to impose his authority on the people and the inhabitants of the planet (Antaruto). For this reason, they were holding preaching and guidance circles and the necessity for the believer to adhere to his religion and faith and how the strength of faith is guidance from the god Antar, the Mighty and Merciful, and that the stronger the faith, the weaker the effect and seduction of the accursed and cursed Saman.. Once, Abu Al-Hikma was attending one of the preaching sessions and he had heard the preacher shouting at them calling for the generosity of God The ruler Antar and he announced that he will pay financial rewards to everyone who defends the religion of Allah Antar and his book and his messengers and envoys who have always been a mercy to the worlds and that this jihad for the sake of religion is the highest degree of faith and that God will send his representatives and envoys and announce huge sums of money to everyone who adheres to his faith or even hesitates to enter it so that he may know and taste the sweetness of faith and that this jihad in addition to increasing his provision and giving him higher ranks in his work will be his greatest reward in his afterlife after his death and he will dive into the seas of mourning in a paradise whose width is like the width of the heavens and the earth. When Abu al-Hikma heard this, he began to cheer and silence those present and clap with both hands while saying in a tone that was not devoid of his stinging sarcasm: Come on, this great and generous God!!! Come on, his generosity and amazing generosity!! How keen he is on the spread of his religion and its survival, and how intense his love for faith and believers is.. In my life I have never seen such generosity, and I will be the first to volunteer for jihad, even if one of the two stupid, spiteful fools dared to ask me one day, saying: Did you accept this bribe, Abu Al-Hikma? Do you take money in exchange for loyalty, and do they buy your loyalty by filling your pockets and the pockets of other believers? I would slap him in the face for sure and say to him: You fool who hates, you who lack faith and loyalty, it is not a bribe, it is evidence of faith and a sign of divine love and generosity. Don’t you know that he is ignorant that God is Generous, His mercy is vast and His generosity reaches everything ? Don’t you know that Generosity and Generous are among His names, may He be glorified and exalted ? Doesn’t he have the right to express His name and turn it into an action and not just a name.. A slip of faith is priced, you ignorant, faithless one.

 --Since you know this, Abu Al-Hikma, then leave your sharp tongue alone now, or I will cut it off for you. Now is not your time. We are at the test, and we want to test who has the greatest amount of faith.

 And the situation continued in this manner, and the soldiers of Antar who was hidden inside his palace were filled with terror from an unknown and mysterious future that did not bode well for him and his alleged divinity. He was hiding and under the pretext that he was a god, and a god should not be perceived by the mind or the eyes, otherwise he would not have become a god. He ordered his soldiers to give gifts, presents, and money to anyone who stood at the door of his palace. He even went so far as to say that whenever they sensed danger approaching them, they would walk in the streets day and night, calling out to the passersby and the people that whoever has faith and still believes in the god Antar should come forward and announce his entry into jihad for the sake of the god Antar, and he would have everything he wished for in return, from gifts, money, presents, and prestigious work that would shower him with abundant wealth. Antar wanted to gather an army to protect him, because the fear and terror that inhabited him almost filled the space between heaven and earth, so he wanted to gather a strong, mighty army, claiming that there were those who were fighting the god Antar and fighting his messengers and envoys. Forgetting that his enemies whom he feared did not need weapons, terror, and bloodshed by the sword and killing to achieve their goals , but rather their weapon was knowledge, truth, and logic that defeats anything . Their weapon was the mind and awareness, not the arm, sword, shield, or all the primitive tools and means of Antar and his followers. But fear had taken over him and made him lose his mind and did all kinds of things to him.

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But despite that, the intellectual creep continued and the young researchers continued their intensive campaigns and their revolution against Antar, the tyrannical ruler who appointed himself a god over them, then hid and disappeared under the pretext of being a god. One morning, someone knocked on the door with light, shy knocks, so his grandfather went with heavy steps to open the door. The grandfather was an eagle who had been exhausted and weakened by illness. Although he felt hidden inclinations and internal encouragement for Aref to do what he was doing, he was confused and fear was killing him. However, Aref had recently been able to convince his grandfather of his ideas. Although the grandfather was a friend accompanying the father of wisdom, he began to be somewhat convinced of the new enlightened ideas that exposed the ruling god and shook his throne from under his feet. When the grandfather approached and opened the door, it was (Hind, Aref’s fiancée and lover, who had come to visit him and check on him.

The grandfather smiled when he saw her and his face lit up and he greeted her as if she was help that had come to him from the highest heavens, thinking that she, as he understood from Aref, was angry with him and that she disagreed with him and stood against his new position that he had recently announced to them. Although the grandfather was leaning towards what Aref was saying and he felt that he had the right to say it after he had thought over and over again about his words that seemed logical to him, and because he was often affected by the jokes and paradoxes of his friend Abu Al-Hikma and he knew that his biting sarcasm had many meanings and implications, his great fear for his grandson from the brutality of Antar and his men was greater than any logical and intellectual convictions. The grandfather welcomed the arrival of Hind, Aref’s fiancée, greatly and believed that she was most likely coming to bargain with him as to his love for her and the continuation of their engagement or these evil thoughts that had come to his mind and made him abandon belief in the great God. He believed that his love for her would play the biggest role in convincing him and leaving them alone and he went to count them. Two cups of tea, Hind approached the table quietly where he was sitting, immersed in reading scientific research, manuscripts and publications of the kind that were spread among the hands of those who came and went. Then she cleared her throat and smiled a calm smile that spread across her features and covered the lines of her delicate face and increased their radiant beauty. Aref raised his eyes from above the research and looked at her contemplatingly as if he could not believe her arrival. Then he said calmly, feigning steadfastness: Please sit down. He was silent for a moment, then he added, saying: I did not expect you to come. I thought that you would boycott me forever and that what was between us was over, or perhaps you came now to tell me about it.

 You know, let's be realistic. I don't deny that I was completely angry with you at first and I didn't understand what you were saying. I was completely shocked by your abandonment of faith. You were the one who used to attend the preaching sessions, especially the preacher Shaher, who brandishes the weapon of science that you love and appreciate and links it to religion. He always emphasizes that the Holy Book is full of scientific miracles. This is what made you enthusiastic about the idea of believing in the god Antar and that he is a real god and not just a tyrannical ruler as they say about him. And that this universe must have a creator. And since we have not and will not realize him, he is definitely this god or ruler, the god Antar. And you always used to say that God is not worshipped through ignorance but through knowledge. And for this reason, I was shocked by your opinions and new convictions. But when I discussed with you and you confronted me with argument with argument, evidence with evidence and proof, you said something that blew my mind like violent winds that uprooted the green and the dry in their path and uprooted the roots of my thoughts from the depths and blew away every seed that was planted in my mental space and in it, so I pulled it out from the roots until this land dried up in my mind. And it needed to be plowed again, but it sprung up another plant and crop. A downpour of new, logical, rational, scientific thought rained down on it like a torrent, so that land produced new ideas and began to look at things around it with different meanings, as if a dark veil was blocking the ray of bright thought and obscuring its light and heat, which inflamed my mind and lit up its intellectual lamps.

 --Arif's face lit up with a smile and his eyes sparkled as if he had achieved what he wanted or found a precious treasure that he had not hoped or hoped to find in a barren desert for the cultivation of crops and maids. He said to her happily, his features relaxed, "Please explain to me more exactly what happened to you