Behold there appeared from the blue skies a giant Light so blinding but pure.
The Light permeates everywhere from The Thrones in Heaven to the pits of Hell.
I could see all at once. All doors unlocked on their own. All things were naked.
Only Time refused to stop. For once I understood his pride.
For only Time lives. All else exist yet Man seem to know it not. Only Time lives to die.
What happens next after Time ceases to exist? Do Man know?
"Eternity shall begin. And yes, Man knows", Prophecy posited.
Till then, till Time dies, I looked and beheld the lot of Man on Earth.
The Book of Death opened also and I read what was contained in it:
Only names of intellectually unadventurous believers who for Hope of Heaven
Refuse God's open invitation to query the Gods.
Absurd as it sounds, names in the Book of Death are living men on Earth.
Paradoxically these men actually believe they are fighting for the Kingdom of God.
Little wonder God is not interested in their mindless wars.
In my agitating solitude, the Questioner asked me, Son of Man,
"Why Evil in God's perfect creation? Why should a good God let Evil happen?
Can't an all-powerful deity prevent even a small evil before it happens?
If Devil is permitted to wreak havoc on mankind, who permits Him?
When is Earth destined to be free of Him who buries His weakness
In the shameless acts of His other self?
Tell us since you are from the world of the living".
For once I came to see my face in the palms of my hands. It was en-lightened.
Stupefied, my face looked liked Him who sits on the Throne. He too has my likeness!
At every glance on this face the answers to the Questioner were found written.
Good is by no means more powerful than Evil. God and the Devil have equal strength.
They both have legitimate place in the Time Consciousness of Man.
So they labor in vain those whose prayer it is that Evil be ended for only Good to prevail.
Until the Time appointed, that prayer shall forever go unanswered. A sad disappointment.
I sent my Mind back to The Land of The Living to scout for the possibility of an other God
Who might just be worthy to be called All-Doing.
My Heart dedicated her search in the Heavens, seeking that Infinite Being.
Mind returned exhausted like all who sojourn on Earth. But on his weary face, a smile leaked.
In patience we waited for my Heart to return, she treads on patient floors.
At last she came. She returned with glorious satisfaction all about her.
The three of us imploded in blissful joyfulness! An All-Doing God lives after all!
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