Neo-Stalinism

By Irfan Saeed

This book is a combination of Science, Philosophy, Politics and Religion. It is a highly blasphemous book disproving all religions as the fantasies of the false. Specially it is written against Islam, Koran and Mohammed. The name of the book is Neo Stalinism, as it proves that the Communism and Marxism is the only truth for the greatest cause to emancipate humans from the yoke of slavery, bondage and exploitation of man by man. It was the dream of Comrade Stalin to abolish religions from the face of this earth but he was not capable to do so. My pen is sharper than the sword of Stalin. On the basis of reason and logic I have left no ground under the feet of religious thinkers to argue against me. Thus the greatest goal of Communism is achieved by abolishing exploitation as well as the superstitions of religions. This combination of communism with abolition of religions is named as Neo Stalinism.

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• Release date: Aug 10, 2018
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NEO-STALINISM

I cannot imagine the existence of a God, who rewards and punishes the objects of His creation, and Whose purposes are modelled after our own, and Who is but a reflection of human frailty, neither I believe that individual survives the death of his body, though some feeble souls harbour such thoughts through fear and ridiculous egotism. It is enough for me to con-template, the mystery of conscious life, perpetuating itself through eternity, and to reflect upon marvelous structure of the universe and humbly to comprehend infinitesimal part of intelligence, manifested in nature."

Einstein

This book Neo-Stalinism is written against God, against all Religions, against all Prophets especially against Islam, The Koran and Mohammed.

All Systems of Exploitation are the Allied Forces to Establish Religions,

Atheism

Sec 295-C of Pakistan Penal Code

Whoever by words spoken or written, defiles the sacred name of the Holy Prophet shall be punished with Death

January 2010

Updated Additions 2016

Irfan Saeed

It was the dream of Comrade Stalin to eliminate Religion from the face of this earth, as they represent the codes of ignorance, illiteracy and blindness, but he was incapable of doing that. In modern days religions cannot be abolished by the force of gun or sword. The cancer roots of religions can only be scratched by the force of dynamic pen. My book Neo-Stalinism has used the skill of the pen as the reflection of greatest of all arts that is heart to heart voice of truthfulness and scientific reasoning. Which has proven to be a death knell for all the religions representing the myths of insanity. Widespread disease of living human schizophrenia is combated to its final end of destruction.

This Book Neo-Stalinism is dedicated in the name of

Charles Darwin, who revoked all the earlier so-called holy books or scriptures and denounced all the fake mythical Prophets of history.

Wailing Humanity and Bleeding Animals, Is that the Creation of Your God?

We Need to Ring the Bells of the Temple to Make Your God Awake.

BELIEF IN GOD DAMAGES

YOUR BRAIN, RECENT

RESEARCH SHOWS THAT.

Provided by Independent Print Limited. Humans suppress areas of the brain used for analytical thinking and engage the parts responsible for empathy in order to believe in God, research suggests. They do the opposite when thinking about the physical world, according to the study. When there’s a question of faith, from the analytic point of view, it may seem absurd, said Professor Tony Jack, who led the research. But, from what we understand about the brain, the leap of faith to belief in the supernatural amounts to pushing aside the critical/analytical way of thinking to help us achieve greater social and emotional insight. Provided by Independent Print Limited.

In an analysis of eight experiments, published in the journal PLOS ONE, researchers also found people with faith were more empathetic than those without. The researchers examined the relationship between the belief in God and measures of analytic thinking and moral concern in eight experiments, each using between 159 and 527 adult participants. Although both spiritual belief and empathic concern were positively associated with frequency of prayer or meditation, neither were predicted by social contact -such as church dinners - associated with religious affiliation. In earlier research, Professor Jack’s Brain, Mind & Consciousness laboratory used an MRI machine to show the brain has an analytical network of neurons that enables humans think critically and a social network to empathise. Because of the tension between networks, pushing aside a naturalistic worldview enables you to delve deeper into the social/emotional side, Professor Jack explained. And that may be the key to why beliefs in the supernatural exist throughout the history of cultures. It appeals to an essentially non-material way of understanding the world and our place in it. The researchers said the human brain explores the world using both networks. When presented with a physics problem or ethical dilemma, a healthy brain activates the appropriate network while suppressing the other. Such suppression may lead to the conflict between science and religion, the researchers added. Because the networks suppress each other, they may create two extremes, said Richard Boyatzis, professor of organisational behaviour at Case West-ern Reserve University. Recognising that this is how the brain operates, maybe we can create more reason and balance in the national conversations involving science and religion.

In the Face of Truth, I Resign Myself to Face Death

I Will Deliver my Dead Body

I Pledge and Promise on Oath and give my Words to the Supreme Court of Pakistan

That, if the courts of Pakistan proceed against me in a criminal trial in absentia, with its appeals to the higher courts, for writing a blasphemous book, conditionally I may also be permitted to plead my own case in de-fence. Finally, as it is apparent that I would be punished with a death sentence by the Supreme Court, I would send my dead body to the people of Pakistan, in command of executing the decision of the Supreme Court of Pakistan.

I will send my corpse to Pakistan, the land where I have taken my birth, and let it be handed over to the common man, for humiliation, disgrace, degradation, mockery and for mutilation. All of them may spit on me, drag my body in the streets by putting the rope around my neck or feet, tear my limbs to pieces, put my corpse before dogs, vultures or jungle beasts to be devoured by them to appease their hunger and finally my bones be burnt to ashes. It is only to be done to give the opportunity to wreak their vengeance, yet I believe in the truth of my writings.

January 2016

Book References:

Selected Works of

1. Karl Marx, Engels, Lenin, Stalin, Mao-Tse Tung

2. Theory of Relativity Albert Einstein.

3. Origin of Species and Descent of Man.- Charles Darwin

4. Music of Spheres – Murshie

5. Elements of Metaphysics – A. E. Taylor

6. History of Western Philosophy – Bertrand Russell

CONTENTS

Preface

Chapter 1 Presumption

Chapter 2 Believer

Chapter 3 Nature (Knowledge) Interpretations

Chapter 4 Religions Borrowed their Ideas

Chapter 5 Blurred, Blending Vision about the Existence of God

Chapter 6 Blasphemous Philosophers Revolt of Science Against God

Chapter 7 Communism

Chapter 8 Frailty

Chapter 9 Fluorescence

Chapter 10 Effervescence

Chapter 11 Face to Face Against I S L A M Islam is Exploded From Within

Chapter 12 False Claims Of Allah With Boastful Challenges

Chapter 13 God’s Will All Knower

Chapter 14 God’s Tribal Reflection

Chapter 15 God’s Astronomy

Chapter 16 Slavery and Woman in Islam

Chapter 17 Law in the Koran Concept of Next World

Chapter 18 The Concept of Jihad Brutal God

Chapter 19 The Koran, A Book Full Of Contradictions

Chapter 20 Angel’s Insurrection

The Author

PREFACE

1. Autobiography

I was born on 5th Dec 1949 at Lahore, Pakistan. When I had taken my birth, it was said that the cot on which I was born, gave many sounds to the surprise of all, yet I am doubtful, the person, who had taken his birth on that cot was a man, a demon or a god?

I have done my Matriculation in 1964 from Islamia High School, Mohni Road Lahore, F.Sc in 1967 from M.A.O College Lahore, Graduation B.Sc in Biology in 1969 from Punjab University New Campus Lahore, done my Law L,Lb in 1974 from Injuman-e-Himayat-e-lslam Law College Lahore, joined my legal profession at Lahore in 1974. By profession, I am an advocate, a lawyer. Throughout my life, I remained an active worker in politics. I joined the Pakistan Air Force as Pilot Officer in 1978 and resigned from the rank of Flight Lieutenant in 1983. I am the author of the book Air Marshal Versus Flight Lieutenant, and the book named, Communism and the Fall of Soviet Union. I was married in the year 1989, and one son was born out of wedlock in the year 1990. My sports were Wrestling, Karate and Hockey. My hobbies are chess playing, face drawings, painting portraits and sculpting. I lived in Tokyo from 1983 to 86, lived in Russia 1993, lived in USA 1999 to 2004. In the whole span of my life, I have visited 15 countries of the world in total. I remained active in the Pakistan People’s Party and worked with its socialist leader Sh. Mohammed Rashid, Baba-e-Socialism. From 2007 to 2009 I participated in the lawyer’s movement for Restortion of Democracy against General Musharaf and always hoisted my red flag of hammer and sickle in their rallies. I organised Communist Party Pakistan in the year 2005 at Lahore. I came to England in 2013 and established the Communist Party of England in August 2015. In England, I was able to complete the writing of my present book named as Neo-Stalinism. The meanings of my name Irfan are the Supreme Knowledge, Intuition or the Knowledge through God.

2. My Childhood to Adult Age

My maternal grandfather and my maternal grandmother raised me up and educated me in the sphere of morals and politics. Their contribution, in my character building, was great. My grandfather, his name was Fazal Moham-med Khan Burki, was from Jallandar(India) and he migrated to Lahore after the partition of Pakistan and India in 1947. He was a very wise man but was not educated from any school, at the same time he was reading British Pharmacopoeia, making medicines from that book, and giving them free to all the people living around him. He was a famous man in his area, he was not a doctor, but people called him a doctor. He was a philosopher, moralist, social worker and a humanist. My grandfather while he was in youth, his father was in paralysis. At night, while sleeping, he needed someone to help him to change the position of his body and arms in paralysis. For twelve long years, my grandfather was awakened 10 or 20 times each night persistently and continuously to change the bodily position of his paralysed father. That was the great service of worship for humanity, what my grand-father had performed in his youth. That was his lap, from where I got my first education. He was a Muslim, but at the same time, he never resisted any argument which was on reasonable grounds. When I regained a little consciousness, I remember that my grandfather was at the age of fifty-two, he was saying to his friends that my son is an old soul. While he was dis-cussing some serious political or moral problems, I was always lying in his lap, listening to him calmly and quietly. I always ignored the children of my age and always liked the company of my grandparents. When I entered the age of my boyhood, I organised cricket teams, welfare societies and health clubs. Due to my effervescent desires with the aim to achieve my goal, I always remained a victim of jealousies of my equals and often I was disappointed and disgusted. My grandfather observed these things very well, he knew about my inclinations and psychological bent of mind towards politics and human welfare.

One day he called me and said to me, my son, listen to a story and then decide the way you want to adopt and tread in your life. A long time ago, in the past, in one village there was a very powerful and cruel feudal lord, the entire village was in his slavery, and the people of the locality were much afraid of him. In the same locality, there also lived a young man, who was very bold as well as wise. That young man decided to struggle against that feudal lord, by agitation and organising the masses against him. He spoke against the cruelties and injustice done by that feudal lord. When the feudal lord came to know about the gravity of the situation, he sent his armed men, who arrested that young man and announced the death penalty for the rebel. The parents of the young man were crying, weeping and wailing, they implored and prostrated themselves before the landlord to seek forgiveness for their son. Finally, the landlord, as he was very merciful, said that forgiveness would be granted to that man, only on one condition. That far away, if you look, you can see that there is a white rock, all the night snow is falling there, we will rope and tie that young man with a tree over there for a night, all naked, without any clothes. If he survives, it will be his luck. Otherwise, God may bless him. So that was done, but one night before the event, that young man called his father and said, listen, father, when they will tie me in that killing cold, you just kindle a big fire, far away in the valley, so that was done. Next day in the morning people thought that man would have died, but to their surprise, he was alive. The young man with the concentration of his mind and will power thought that fire is burning just near him and he felt and perceived its heat, which saved his life. My grand-father, after narrating the story, said to me, my dear son, I don’t know whether the story is true or not, yet we can draw a good lesson out of it. As you are going to travel a difficult path of life all alone, there will be killing cold, and you will be all naked without your friends to help you. The only thing that your friends can do is they may kindle the fire, but that is also doubtful, you have to kindle the fire from your own nerves. If you decide to tread and travel in that direction, then go with a full understanding of the difficulties, you would face on the way. When you will travel all alone in the deserts with scorching heat and with thirst when there is no tree and no shadow for refuge, there is no water, you have to travel, without expectations of something good from anyone. If you have the will to choose the path of misery and agony, then go on the journey with the destination of human good, justice and truth. Financial poverty will be your fate. That was a horrible lecture delivered to me by my grandfather.

He further stated that on the contrary, if you want to choose the path of evil, life will be very easy for you, do as the Romans do, but you will be worth nothing more than an insect or a cockroach. My son, choose the path voluntarily as you desire and wish. I love to choose the first one, my dear father. In this world, there were men born before me in the history, who gave their lives for the greater cause. They were not even scared of giving great sacrifices for the cause of good, for truth and for justice and human emancipation, let my name be in the list of those, who are true and dedicat-ed and selfless and sacrificing. This was my answer to my grandfather, the prettiest and the most beautiful and pious soul, who lived on this earth for some time.

My maternal grandmother was the reflection of my grandfather; she was an extremely pious lady, but a staunch believer in Islamic ideology. She knew little about reason but knew much about morals. She always narrated stories with lessons of high morals. She was free from all kinds of jealousies, and never was envious in her whole life. She was the most contented lady, I have ever seen. Her name was Nazir Begum, she was from Amratsar (India), after her marriage, she went to Jallandar and lastly migrated to Lahore with her husband. When I was born, I was a very weak baby. In my child-hood, my grandfather stressed me to do physical exercises. From that time onward I was doing exercises, even sometimes to the extreme degree. My grandmother seeing me from the upper storey of the home, always passed the remarks, Irfan don’t exert so much, you are not made for physical exercises, you are made for pen. Even today, while writing, I always re-member her remarks and her voice echoes in my mind, Irfan you are made for pen. She also told me a story, when she saw my disappointments. She said to me come on little son, listen to me and stick to the principle. Once there was an eagle, he said I want to fly to the seventh sky; on hearing this, all other birds also gathered and said we will also fly with you to the seventh sky. Next day the flight began, on the first sky parrots and sparrows fell, and on the second sky owl fell, all the birds had fallen before the sixth sky came, but the eagle’s gaze was on the seventh sky, which he reached finally. When it rains, and wind storms are strong, all the birds remain behind in the rain, and they fall, but the eagle flies above the clouds where there is no rain. My grandmother gave me the confidence to fight for the human cause and taught me, never get scared from the great difficulties which were going to come before me. These were my two great teachers, those to whom, I tried my best to follow throughout my life, they never cared about money or worldly designations, they only loved knowledge, truth and high morals. With all the zeal and beauty of zest, they followed this path throughout their own life without fear or greed. I tried to hoist the same flag in my life, and this book is the final book of my life, the Angel’s Insurrection, Neo-Stalinism, which is against the religious spirits of my grandmother, but yet what I believed, to be the truth. What I believed, I pleaded the cause with all my intellectual strength, electrified nerves, honesty of purpose and dedication.

My father’s name was Syed Ahmad Saeed S.A. Saeed. He was an advocate of the Supreme Court of Pakistan. He was a quite famous lawyer due to his literary touch of English language. He had done three Master’s (M.A) with the degree of Law that is L,Lb. He had masters in English, history and philosophy. My father was the man, who had put my first step on the way to philosophy. He was a perfect saint, all the night he worshipped his God with praying beads. He was also seeing the visions, souls and the ghosts. He was said to have a spiritual power, but very surprisingly for me, he never stopped me from my pursuit of non-belief. Occasionally he would say I am proud of my son Irfan due to his truthful and reasonable character. When I completed my law graduation, I said to him that I wanted to join the Pakistan Air Force. My father said, Go and join. After five years of service, again I said to my father that I wanted to resign from the military services from the rank of Flight Lieuten-ant, and again I wanted to join my legal profession, he said: carry on. My father never, ever in his life crossed my way to my free will and free wish. That was the reason I developed the faculties of free thought with creativity.

My father was Syed by caste. Syed caste is thought to be a sacred and most superior caste by Muslims. It is because the caste of Syed is thought to have originated from Prophet Mohammed. Though I myself firmly believe that Syed is a fake caste by its very nature and its inception, due to the reason that castes normally have their roots in geographical history of races or they originate and are made through their professions. The caste of Syed had originated and taken its first start from one single individual that is Prophet Mohammed, though Mohammed had no son in his progeny, so according to caste norms, his caste was supposed to be finished after his death, which was not done. Again Mohammed’s forefathers were supposed to have the same caste as that of Mohammed’s but that fact was also ignored and was not accepted in Islamic history because the caste of Syed is thought to have taken its first origin from Prophet Mohammed. Historically and factually with the denial of caste norms, the caste of Syed, continued its onward chain from Prophet’s daughter Fatima, Ali’s wife, which is also derogatory, as per customs, caste is recognised only on the basis of father and son relationship. The Syed caste originated suddenly from Mohamed and continued its chain through the daughter of Mohammed not through his son because Mohammed had no living son, which by itself is the falsification of the caste norms in Islamic world.

My mother’s name was Aabida Saeed, prettiest amongst our family and even in our big city named Lahore. My mother, you just look like Heddy Lamar, the actress, heroine of the movie Samson and Delilah, these were my re-marks about her beauty. She died at the age of eighty, even then without a wrinkle on her face. Old age never dared to enter in her life. Due to the strong behaviour of my mother, I was saying to her, mother you are Hitler. She was mentally a very strong lady, Pathan of Northern areas with deter-mined, strong green eyes, those who can face American missiles even in poverty and destitution. My mother was marked with two qualities, one was lack of wisdom, and the other was bravery with firm determination.

However, these were a few characters which provided me the impetus force, the combination of wisdom, reason, knowledge, morals with dedication and bravery.

3. Events that Caused me to Rebel

When I was a little child, very innocent and full of love, once I saw my maternal uncle catch a hen and slaughter it, he spoke few Arabic words while slaughtering, Allah ho Akbar, three times, which is Islamic custom while slaughtering an animal. I asked my grandmother, what he was saying. She said it means God is great. I suddenly put two immediate questions to her. God is so great by killing such an innocent and weak creature. Mother, you are always reading the verses of The Koran, Bismillah Irrehman Ne-raheem the meanings of which are that God is merciful. And here when we slaughter animals, He the same God to whom you called merciful, at once changed to a cruel posture. My grandmother hushed me up and said don’t ask such questions and be silent. However I kept quiet, yet this event of slaughtering on the name of God was engraved in my mind, that amongst Muslims, God’s name is read during each animal’s slaughter. If God is so powerful, and He can do anything, whatever He would like to do, then why would He give us food in such a cruel and bad manner? It means either God is very cruel or He is non-existent. Each time the killing of animal rat, bat, coach roach or a hen is the message of denial of the Existence of God as merciful. In my childhood, this was the first lesson which I have drawn against God, this echoed in my mind throughout my life, in the form of the misery of the wailing humans and bleeding animals.

I loved my grandmother very much. She was just a saint incarnate, no jealousy, no personal desire, no hatred and without greed, this was her personality, but she was always worried about the future of her children, poverty was our fate. She was always praying to God. One day in her ex-treme agony and distress of disease in old age, she was talking with her God, O’ God, now I am near my death, all my life I prayed and worshipped, yet the miseries have never ended…….. These words were awe-some for me. All her life she prayed before her God, but God never, ever listened to her, because God was not there, or God was a sadist. That was when I first began to hate God. Since that age, the bent of my mind was against God, and I had taken God as either non-existent or anyway, if He existed, then He is responsible for all the bad and cruel things because He is the master of all and is all powerful to do anything. According to me, demand of supreme justice is that He the God should stand in criminal’s dock in order to answer my questions.

4. Four Best Dreams of my Life

I accept that I belonged to a religious society, and religion is deeply in-grained in my subconscious. Fibres of my body have taken their birth in the religious environment that is the reason I saw some dreams in the religious perspective of my brain. These dreams were religious by their nature yet depicted my psychological bent of mind.

(a) The First Best Dream of my Life

One night while sleeping, maybe in the year 2006, I had a dream, a memo-rable one, which explains my psychology and bent of my mind. What I saw, that I am in paradise, in a very beautiful palace all made of marble, and I am flying over there from place to place. I saw a very big man with a golden beard; He was God, nice kind and full of grandeur. I said to God that my maternal grandmother and grandfather are standing outside of these four walls of paradise, please permit me to bring them inside heaven. God said you are permitted to do so; I caught the hands of my maternal grandparents and took them inside heaven. Then again I said to God, that there is a crowd of people standing outside heaven, please let all of them enter into heaven, to which God answered, it cannot be done. I again retorted that what kind of heaven is it if many people are deprived of the pleasures to enjoy it? God became angry with me and finally gave His decision that my request cannot be complied with. However I had a rebellious nature, I started to break the walls of paradise with a hammer, and I was successful in breaking one portion of the wall; as it was demolished, suddenly I was awake, and my dream ended.

(b) Second Best Dream

I am not going to claim that I am a Prophet, though I believe, that my ideas are better than prophets. As once I saw a dream that was in the year 1984, while I was in Tokyo, I saw that there was a green coloured triangular piece of cloth all embroidered with gold, on which I was sitting, and all the three corners of the cloth were caught by Prophets, Mosses, Jesus and Moham-med and they were flying in depths of sky by taking me with them as I was seated amidst that piece of cloth.

(c) Third Best Dream

This dream I saw, may be nearly in 1990. I saw that in the clouds there is a figure colossal and big was the face of a lady, her face was blue coloured, and she was wearing a crown of sun rays. It was said to me that she is Hindu and a goddess, her face was spread, horizon to horizon all over the sky. Suddenly I saw that there is a railway line and many men are tied across the railway line. If the train comes, they will be cut from their necks and from the ankles by the two parallel wheels of the train. Then I saw that the sun is rising from the East at the same time I saw a Russian military train with a horrible outlook and a red star in the middle of the front, all made by thick metal and pointed at the front. Now the sun started to rise and train also moved at the same pace, finally cutting all the men into pieces and there was a lot of blood while the train crossed over them, and sun was setting with an orange colour in the horizon. I yelled and cried that it is very cruel and unjust, save and resurrect the people. Which was done. The sun started to go back, the colour of horizon also changed from orange to white and the sky again became full of white light as before. The train started to retreat back on the same track from where it has come and He had done three Master’s (M.A) with the degree of Law that is L,Lb. He had masters in English, history and philosophy. its start, again with the same pace. The sun also was going back towards its place of rising. The train, on its back gear, reached the place from where it had taken its start and the sun to its rising place of the horizon; while the train crossed back to the point where the men were cut into pieces, all the men became alive; it was the same way as a video cassette is played in its reverse.

(d) Fourth Best Dream of my Life

It was the year 1998; I was sleeping, I saw that we are at our home with the family. It is a two storey building, and we resided in the upper storey flat with our family. This is a big horseshoe shaped building with the extension of wide terrace on the front. On the ground, in the centre, there is a small green patch with a water pool and a fountain in the middle. I saw that there was no water in the fountain and the pool was dry. People were dying of thirst, and there was no water, they were crying, wailing and weeping in the struggle for their life. The paleness of death was visible on their faces due to dehydration. With me in my home, there was a clay pitcher which was all full of water. I said to my mother, please let us give this water to those few, who were thirsty standing on our door. My mother answered, we had got no more water except this pitcher, if it was finished, then we would not be able to get water anymore from anywhere, and we would also die of thirst. Again I retorted that I could not forbear the sight of people in agony. I went outside my home and stood on the upper storey terrace, turned the pitcher downwards in order to pour the water on the people, who were standing beneath me on the ground floor watching up towards me with the eyes in search of their life. Water trickled down from the pitcher, but to my astonishment, it never finished, water was kept on bubbling and gushing out of the pitcher, it was coming out of the clay pitcher like a continuous water-fall. People were dancing in merriment underneath the shower of their life. I was holding the pitcher with my extended arms, it was said to me in my mind that if you lowered down your arms, the water would stop and the thirst of remaining people would not be quenched. I said yes, I would not lower down my arms till all the people would be able to get the water. However, I felt that my arms were becoming tired and fatigued, what I should do? I cannot retract; otherwise, people would die. I felt extreme agony due to tiredness, however, I was determined not to relax. Consequently, my hands turned into stone, became numb but rest of the body was fleshy with the pain of exhaustion. Slowly my full arms became also stone and pain was vanished from my arms too. Then my whole of the body turned into a stone statue, and I was all numb without any feelings in it. Water kept on gushing, people made a big tank all around, and they were dancing jumping and bathing in the water. Suddenly I saw that water changed into milk and there was a big pool of milk. But as a life, I was no more there, just a statue of stone with gushing water and the milk of life for all.

However, I don’t feel any pride while telling about these dreams because I believe that all dreams are just imaginations, the fantasies of the false. Yet it is my genuine and true desire to save humanity from disaster and blood-shed, and it is my dream that all the men should have a collective share in all kinds of pleasures and treasures of the universe. That is what I dreamt also.

5. Lurking in the Breast, a Desire to Speak The Truth

Under the circumstances, maybe we feel that we are miserable or helpless in the face of human agony, we might not be able to share our partnership to combat against the strong hand of the cruel and unjust rulers of the world. However, even then the silence would be a big sin and great crime, while patiently watching the humans dying slowly under the impact of consistent pain, continuous agony and intense torture.

We must develop a habit of speaking The Truth, what we feel, we must utter with courage without any blend of dishonesty. Perhaps we would be able to touch the hearts of the majority and convince them to participate in a struggle against injustice and false norms, which in fact are the major causes of all injuries done to human beings. It is for the information of the common man that it often happens that very big powerful giants made of iron are often vulnerable to the frequencies emitted by the wise brains. Though our opponents are fortified in strong castles of steel which appar-ently look invincible, if we are wise with our penetrating deep vision, we must change our strategy from power combat to a wisdom contest. Then those people who look very strong, at once will be turned into ashes and cinders, with their determined fate of destruction. Let us drag them into a philosophical debate about right and wrong, where they would recognise that absolutely no ground is left under their feet, even to take a little stand.

For that great cause, Truth is the Best Attitude towards life and is an anti-dote against all forms of exploitations of man by man. Truth is an honest approach, free from cunning or hypocritic style of life. It does not matter, what do you think, but suppose if we are wrong in our outlook, and at the same time we are honest and truthful too, then soon we would be capable of mending our ways of thinking about truth by patiently hearing what our critics would say about us. One of the most important ingredients of hones-ty is that, to an honest man, reason appeals more than greed, and he is always ready to invite criticism in order to find out the truth and facts in the light of wisdom under the impact of diversified argumentation. A person who wants to find out the truthful facts, would always be desirous that reality should be dawned upon him through the comparison of different facts and aspects of their existence. On the contrary, the person, who closes the doors to his opposing ideas, is in fact not an honest or truthful person, because absolute truth has no fears at all, even in the face of resistance in its opposition. A true and honest person has universal sympathy for all those ideas which pursue reality. Truth with honest intentions and actions is the most constructive attitude towards life. As a philosopher, a good politician, as humanist and all those who intend to carve the bright future of mankind must say something real. They should be daring and courageous to utter something, even in the face of danger. They must say something, when they feel that it is true, they must face the factual realities in the face of truth, even at the cost of great sacrifice. Truth is the mind to mind frequency, which has great strength and power with a lot of energy hidden inside; it is even more powerful than the idea of a God by itself. Only by participation in intellectual inquiries with their philosophical ends, will we be able to clean the filth which had polluted us and our thoughts through the annals of history and throughout the centuries. This is the true spirit of the philoso-phy. We cannot be a philosopher unless we shun out these diseases from our brain. If I eschew the personal motives of anger and vengeance, hatred and discrimination, then, of course, I would be able to come nearer to the spirit of philosophy as a code of truth and ultimate morality. I must take the ideas of prejudice and discriminations out of myself, and merge myself in the totality of nature. Can I erode darkness out of my soul? I must be impartial. Neither should I belong to this flesh nor this blood, nor these emotions, nor should I be the slave of hunger or lust. Freedom from these evils and dark shadows will stand as a guarantee to call me a free man, a free thinker, a philosopher. The existence of a philosopher takes place when the created spirit achieves purification of thought. It is the purification of my thinking soul. Purification is the consistent refinement of ideas. Its progress keeps its pace with the changing realities of the factual truths of the given time. With these qualities of brain, I must come out and search for truth, the ultimate power of the universe.

Though I believe that I exist only in the present, soon my existence will change into nothingness; soon I will be dust forever. The very idea that soon I will be nothing anyway gives me strength, invincible power and provides energy to my mind. If that is the frightful end of my fate, then why not to fight against the most powerful lie and falsehood of the universe, that is at the same time most cruel with its cruel laws, that is the phantom of God? The second most important idea which provides me with the impetus force to fight against God is the realisation that He is non-existent because the evidence collected through the facts and the laws of sciences in combi-nation with all the philosophies which stand against and defy the very existence of God. There is a very clear contradiction between religion and science, between belief and reason. This observed fact, which further en-hances my courage with the effervescence of energy, to fight against the blindness of belief called religion with my full confidence that I am right and I am true. It is with the firm belief that while doing so, I would serve the human generations of the future by saving them from the most frightful intellectual fall. However, in this book, I have used the phraseology of religion as well as that of science because sometimes I address the religious people and on other occasions, I talk with philosophers of reason. I believe that truth is the most powerful thing in this universe, it is the force of truth that energises our limbs, it electrifies our nerves and makes us feel that we are the most elevated and highly placed living beings in this universe. As when you are at the peak of truthfulness, none is higher than you, even God by Himself looks so small and insignificant in the face of reality or truth. The very idea which I am going to plead is rare in history; while writing this book, I feel that I am a soldier of Kepler, Copernicus and Galileo. Yet I believe that I am nothing worth more than a dust particle, however that dust particle might glare and release such a massive fluorescent energy of creative ideas that it would make me feel as though I am on the altitudes of greatness. It adds to my confidence and gives me the force to face even the most evil of consequences.

With this attitude of thinking, to me, the observed visible things, events and beliefs, all are reversed in their meanings. Bigger things look smaller, altitudes become depths, higher things are looked as low, lastly even God looks so small, hackneyed and insignificant. Followers of God, like germs, who are under the impact of greed and fear, they are fallen ones. Dishonest types of work with personal selfish ends have already destroyed the human race; taking them from the most dignified places to the ruins of nothingness. The human race is in misery. Due to decline in their thought, a lot of slaughter, hunger and disease is their fate. Yet if we are not ready to mend our ways, perhaps much more horrible consequences are awaiting us in the future. We are in the marsh, where our future generations will suffer and will be drowned all in darkness. In order to save our future generations and our innocent babies from the ignorant, cruel hand of a dark future, we have to say something, and what we must say should be all truth without fear or greed. If the angels are cowards or their fabric is made as such, they just bow before the false deity, or if they are fearful to say something at the face of God, then, of course, there remains a defect in their nervous wiring system. As compared to angels, Satan was made with superior fibre; at least he dared to say something in the face of God, Who had the power to destroy him.

While uttering the truth, the biggest, the first and the foremost resistance on the way to reality is the religion by itself which is a deeply ingrained and widespread lie misdirecting the human brain. All the great truths begin from Blasphemy so said the great Bernard Shaw. Religions are like cancer roots paralysing the thinking power of populations of the world, which are falsely regarded as truths, in fact, religions are the web of biggest lies ever spoken, they need to be combated with courage and strong iron nerves. How much strength and nerves are required to face the deeply engraved false belief in God? Of course, it is colossal, where you feel that you as a tiny, delicate and fragile creature, most insignificant, not more than a water bubble is going to challenge and defy the concept of authority, Who is thought to be omnipotent and omniscient, God Almighty. The idea is awesome, when you imagine that God, Who had made seven skies and seven earths (7 earths, term used by Islamic religious people), Who can destroy and create the worlds in the blinking of an eye, without His consent, not even a leaf can move, you will make Him stand in the criminal’s dock with the allegation that He is nothing. I am writing against His will and His wish, which is a challenge to His existence. Whether what I am doing is with His consent or against the will and wish of God provided if He existed? My Fight is not against God only, but there are millions of people, most cruel and selfish in the greed of heavenly rewards, all those who are always ready to tear anybody in a fraction of a second, my war is against all of them too. I have to face all these awful hounds who are ready to pounce on me at any moment, whenever they would get the opportunity.

Let me throw the first stone to hit the most Honourable but at the same time, the most Vulnerable God, Who is thought to be Almighty also, Who resides in the mists of blindness of beliefs and dreams, Who cannot with-hold the strong shock of reason and argumentation, because He is fragile too. God is a very delicate creature in the face of facts, realities and truths. It is obligatory on my part, to say the truth, and only the truth and God will suddenly vanish from the screen of the brain in the very face of truth. What I feel is the true narration of the facts. Whatever, I write, it is not out of any malice or ill will against anyone. It is purely a dedicated and an honest approach to thinking. In my mind it is engraved, that in the past history there were men who died for the greater cause, they went to the gallows to save humanity from disasters and frightful falls, and there were many philosophers who even on the face of death uttered true words. Under oath I tell the truth, with this vision of mine, I started a war against all religions and especially against Islam because I must clean this earth from the poisonous thinking elements, those who have polluted the environment and thinking by corrupting the systems to the last degree.

6. For Man, Man himself is the Measure of all Things?

What I believe, of course, is awesome, while it cannot be denied that man is what he thinks, and the thought of man is the central moving force for all his activities and actions. When the thought is brutal, his actions will be the same. The body becomes the tool of man’s thinking faculty, and what a man thinks, his actions will mirror. In the history of mankind, religions played a horrible and miserable role, from the dawn of the history up until now, man was acting under the impact of what he believed. Even now, the majority of people in the world act under the religious impact of blindness, which is the major cause of all evil wars, this is all due to their religious attitude of illiteracy.

Show a red light to a dog, to an elephant or to a chimpanzee or to an intelligent man or to an insane one, the response and image of red light on each brain will be different, the same way any thought has its different impacts on different human individuals. Those who are situated in different spaces or places are bound to react differently. Any idea cannot have a homogeneous effect on all of us, so thought is the source of light and the men placed under the impact of millions over millions of situations will respond in altogether different ways, creating the situations of relativity with its consequent contradictions. Knowledge depends on perception. First of all, we perceive a thing and then brain processes it, which after synthesis becomes information and the source of knowledge.

For a man, man is the measure of all things, knowledge is nothing but perception imparted to a particular set of a structure. Any given thing appears to me, how I perceive and to you, how do you perceive it, and all of us react accordingly. Anything may appear differently to different people, in a different set of situations and circumstances, the same way the concept of truth also changes its impact. Truth is not ideal or absolute; it differs from man to man and from situation to situation. This scientific idea about truth is not comprehensive for a religious man. Due to this lack of understanding, very poisonous fumes are emitted, which are corrosive to mutual human love and good relationships. The impact of the wrong translation of ideas in humans creates misunderstanding and thus corrodes the emotions of love and sympathy amongst the people themselves. Millions of people are in billions of situations, and their brain computers process the facts in multiple ways. The concept of truth is always flexible and is changed and twisted, as the ideas enter in a different way in different brains. The light of truth passes through a prism, which, not only divides this light into seven colours but gives it millions over millions of diversified shades, in the context of infinite counting and reckoning of their backgrounds. These millions of shades, while passing through the process of synthesis, become the major cause of creativity in our thinking. This very fact of reality about the diversity of situations, as is placed under the background of anatomy and physiology of the complicated human structures, must be comprehended before analysing the philosophy of truth, in contradiction to what we call absolute reality in terms of religion. It is imperative on our part to understand the idea of given situation truth. Truth by itself cannot be one for all living bodies, even for those who perceive the facts in the same way. One teacher gives a lecture to many students, and all students perceive it differently. Due to this deflection, many differences are cultivated and are the basic cause of contradictions. Therefore it is important to understand, that the words, sentences, phrases and ideologies do not have their fixed meanings. Sup-pose if we take a patch of grey paper and paste it in the different colour perspectives, it will give different perceptions in the mind of each perceiver. Before solving any human problem of psychology or dealing with different faiths, religions or beliefs, we must be clear about the concept that different brains have different capacities to comprehend. It is an example, and a presumption, just suppose that a man with trillions of brain cells in his mind, the mind which is his computer and the other man has only one million cells for his understanding, obviously both of them will have different capacity of wit, the intensity of understanding will be different. Man, while perceiving an idea, his background knowledge and experience is also a matter of great consideration. Modern social sciences and psychology, especially, take note of this dilemma and care about this fact of diversity of social backgrounds. But on the contrary, religions commit great blunders by treating all humans alike by considering them as an equal measure of all thoughts and actions. That is a great fault on the part of religious believers. In religion, everything is blindly believed, reason and logic are discouraged, and through the application of force and authority, the cohesion and unity of masses is achieved. Thus masses are being used by the rulers at the top. Here the powerful man is thought to be the wisest and all his followers, like animals, are driven and used for the gains of upper few. Religions are usually used to knit that web of unity for the selfish gains for the few. Yet presently, it is the same as it was in ancient history, where the emperors ruled, and history was the other name of will and whim of an emperor. There is injustice, and that is cruelty. Let there be an uproar of the modern age, let there be a revolt against this blindness, the idea of the fixed fate of millions should be challenged, and there should be emancipation for the masses. In the sphere of thought, the masses should be liberated from the yoke of slavery, those are the chains which are put there by religion in the minds of the people. Let the masses play their historical role, let them be creative and prosperous. Their destiny is not in the hands of a few selfish power blinded leaders and religious bigots of the world.

If Plato said that this world is not real, then, of course, we can interpret Plato’s version in the limited sense of the words that under some situations, body and man become secondary, while the primary thing is the environment under the impact of universal forces. What were the environmental factors which gave birth to our ideas with its thinking mechanism? Ideas, like demons and ghosts, enter the body. The body goes into paralysis and is condensed to an ice slab, while the ideas, speak and roar, dance and scream. These ideas came from outside of our own self, from the environment and they are interfused into our brain cells. Our material brain cannot think if it lives in solitude. Without the fumes which enter into our brain cells, we are not able to act in any particular direction. I am so pretty, my looks are so beautiful that none can imagine. All the venom of snakes is hidden under the veil of my beauty; these are just the shadows of thinking lurking behind my brain. Plato’s theory of the unreality of experienced world may be explained in terms of universal impacts or in terms of evolution too. Evolution, which is the theory of consistent change corroborates that the reality is not stable, and it is not consistent. Demon, the external environmental impact which comes from outside to us further carves and gives shape to our whole structure and even the brain cells are created by those external sculpting tools. Hand, with all its complicated structure, is made by the labour we put on our limbs. Brain, with its wrinkled structure, is made by the faculty, how we are made to think or how we received the stresses and strains on our mind? Then, of course, this material man is interfused with the environment, and we all, without exception, become just a part of nature which confines us externally as well as internally.

Sins committed by men are sapped by the very concept that the environment is more responsible for our actions than our own self. No more is Jesus required to go to the stake to take our sins away. Because we are not sinful in any way, it is the impact of circumstances which makes us to move in a particular direction of good or bad. If according to Christian thought, we all are sinful and children are the tools of Satan, then at least our merciful God would have changed our physiology and anatomy, for which absolutely we are not responsible, rather God stands in the criminal’s dock.

7. Religion

Dark clouds have engulfed human thought through the ages, and yet man is unable to break the shackles of ignorance. There are churches, and there are mosques, and there are temples, these all are the blisters of the diseased earth, where extremely poisonous liquid of perverted thought runs in the veins in the name of the message of God. All his life man worships the deity who is not even in existence. People have spent all their lives worship-ping a God who is non-existent. Though in modern ages, the human think-ing brain can penetrate deeper in the matters, the brain can analyse all the layers of deeper thinking which are presented to him as the challenge of day to day existence.

Religions are basically caused by the delusion that man is born out of nature and he is above nature in its own kind. Let us dive deep down in the oceans of ultimate reality, where we find only bloodthirsty carnivorous sharks and whales, and where we find no sign of the merciful God. Soon with one more forward step of history, only a few people on this earth will be left to believe the existence of God, just as presently there might be few cannibals living on this earth. That is the determined destiny and the dark future of God with His religions. However, we try to place our arguments for the non-existence of God before the people of the world, for the time being, these might not be convincing for the so-called believers of blindness. Those believers, surely they will not be able to answer our questions of tempestuous force. They might not like, reasoning, rationale and scientific approach, because they have no nerves to face and answer the questions. They are bound to take refuge behind the dark veil of ignorance, blindness and anger, which religion provides them with confidence and false justification.

God is existent or non-existent both ways religious people are to be blamed. If God exists then He is responsible for all the prevailing miseries of the living beings, and He would stand in criminal’s dock with sky high bundles of complaints against Him. If