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  BROKEN

  SYMMETRIES

  AGE OF ILLUMINATI

  BROKEN SYMMETRIES

  AGE OF ILLUMINATI

  Copyright © 2015 H. A. Ormziar

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  ISBN: 1517223881

  ISBN-13: 978-1517223885

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  Disclaimer

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, organizations, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, organizations or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  The Abrahamic faith and the holy§cript in this book are a fictitious religion and text. Despite the similarities to the real Abrahamic faiths, the prophecies mentioned in this fiction are not meant to be an accurate reflection of the prophecies of any existing religions or texts.

  Facts

  Optogenetics is a real technology currently used to control animal brains for scientific research.

  Conversion disorder is a psychiatric disorder; its symptoms can be relieved temporarily by faith healing.

  3D bio-printing is a real technology; it can print living tissues and organs.

  General purpose 3D printing technology is now available for the consumer use and it’s expected to become one of the most revolutionary technologies of the 21st century.

  Prologue

  Physicists have recently proposed a theory which would answer questions that Einstein himself had tried to answer in his lifetime. The theory states that in an ideal universe for every particle there is a partner anti-particle with an opposite charge and direction to the particle, and both are necessary to achieve a state of symmetry in the universe. However, some string theory scientists have reached the conclusion that our current universe is a broken universe that separated during the big bang event from a much larger super-symmetric universe with eleven dimensions.

  This has brought the notion of broken symmetries to the attention of many scientists; everything in our universe is almost symmetric but not perfectly so.

  The famous physicist Richard Feynman addressed this issue in his lectures: “There is a gate in Japan, a gate in Neiko, which is sometimes called by the Japanese the most beautiful gate in all Japan; it was built in a time when there was great influence from Chinese art. This gate is very elaborate, with lots of gables and beautiful carving and lots of columns and dragon heads and princes carved into the pillars, and so on. But when one looks closely he sees that in the elaborate and complex design along one of the pillars, one of the small design elements is carved upside down; otherwise the thing is completely symmetrical. If one asks why this is, the story is that it was carved upside down so that the gods will not be jealous of the perfection of man. So they purposely put an error in there, so that the gods would not be jealous and get angry with human beings.”

  We could conclude from the broken symmetries theory that if God made the universe and living beings then he, similarly to the Japanese gate’s artist, made them in a near symmetric shape. The right and left sides of our faces and bodies are created in almost a perfectly symmetric shape but not quite. For instance, we have two eyes on either side of a centrally placed nose and above a mouth, and all are almost symmetrical but not quite. The orbital system of planets, stars, and galaxies are almost perfectly symmetrical but not exactly, and everything that seems to be designed is symmetric to some extent; the intriguing puzzle is they are not made to be perfectly symmetrical!

  Broken symmetries are evident in every dimension, space and time. If you toss a coin and you get the ‘head’ then you have broken the symmetry unless you toss it again to get the ‘tail’. If you are happy one moment you have broken the symmetry unless you are sad the next moment…

  The broken symmetry in space dimension tells us that life is unfair. There are rich and poor, healthy and diseased, weak and strong but these issues may be solved with a better justice system that humans are continuously striving to achieve. What is unfixable to restore is the broken symmetry in our time dimension, and we tend to dream that our unhappy past will be overridden by a happy future or that someday the oppressed will be relieved, children with cancer will be cured, and refugees will be sheltered. Unfortunately, because of death, the broken symmetry in our time dimension is unfixable, and what is gone is gone. The past and the future are hugely asymmetric, and the prime culprit for the growing asymmetry between the past and future is evolution which is fuelled by past sacrifices. The only salvation to return our universe to its super-symmetric state is to fix the past.

  Chapter 1

  Hast opened his eyes upon hearing a loud sound, and he became aware that a tremendous catastrophe like nothing he had seen before cast a dark shadow on earth. The sky was dark and the blood colored sun disk was visible behind the clouds. In the far distance huge buildings were falling apart, and the horizon of the city looked like a flat unrecognizable land covered with ruins of houses and debris. Hast quickly looked around seeing nothing but the unexplainable ruins. The house where he, his brother, and parents were living was now unrecognizable dust beneath him. He began to desperately check the area around his house for someone, first he shouted, “Sardar! ... Sardar! Where are you?” He heard no response then he shouted, “Mom … Dad … Where are you?” He heard nothing but silence.

  As there was no response, a great fear came over him. This was a fear of great loss, a loss which meant he wouldn’t ever see his beloved and caring people again. He then wandered away and to his relief, he finally saw a large group of faraway people marching in a long line and walking to somewhere!

  Hast ran toward the crowd thinking that members of his family might have survived and were among the crowd. Once he closed in, he slowed down and looked at the faces of the people. They looked very frightened and their faces were like those of defendants waiting for a jury’s decision.

  “What is happening here?” he asked the crowd curiously.

  “It is Judgment Day. Don’t you know?” someone replied.

  At first Hast thought it was a joke, but he got the same response from everyone he asked. They all replied, “It’s the Judgement Day!”

  A look of shock appeared on Hast’s face, not because he did not believe in the Judgment Day, in fact he was deeply faithful and always believed that a day would come when he would face his own creator, ∞Illuhim∞ - the omnipotent being in the universe best described in the Abrahamic religion. He was the one who had created everything, the earth, the heavens, the good, and the bad. The dream of any follower of Abrahamic faith was to come face to face to ∞Illuhim∞, not only because he promised eternal life for his followers, but because he was an idol who was the perfect being. Upon seeing him, eyes would be saturated with pleasure and one’s body would be shaken upon meeting with him incapable of comprehending the view of his majesty since he was the ultimate being in the universe beyond human imagination.

  All of Hast’s doubts were swept away when he saw in the distance a shiny white cloud pondering upon a huge golden looking palace with a big central dome and many high branches. The palace resembled a fantasy to him. He also realized that the city he was living in was no longer recognizable. He no longer saw the ancient Citadel of Erbil which was previously situated on a hill at the center of the city and was visible from everywhere. ‘Could we be in the heavens already?’ he asked himself.

  He began to walk with the crowd toward the golden palace, but along the way, he fou
nd some people crying. One of them, a young lady, was crying loudly and shedding lots of tears!

  “Why are you crying my lady?” he asked.

  “I’m afraid of hell,” the young lady replied.

  “∞Illuhim∞ is a loving God and will forgive all your sins,” he said to the lady trying to comfort her.

  “He will not forgive mine,” she hesitantly replied.

  “I’m sure he will. I am one of his devout followers and I have read a lot about him. There is no sin he won’t forgive,” Hast said to her with a smiling face.

  “I did not believe in ∞Illuhim∞!” she replied in a frightened voice.

  When Hast heard that, the smile faded away from his face. He could now no longer cheer her up because he knew that ∞Illuhim∞ tolerates all sins but one: the blasphemy, the sin of not believing in him or worshipping a false god. This was a sin that according to Abrahamic faith was central to all the other sins. It was the only sin that when one committed it would not be saved from the Lord’s ultimate punishment, eternal burning and torture in hell forever and ever.

  Suddenly! Hast remembered his atheist brother, Sardar. Sardar was two years younger than him and they were childhood companions. When younger, they played together, quarreled, competed and grew up together. They graduated from the same school until Sardar went on to study medicine and Hast went on to study theology.

  When Hast had first awoke this morning, he was afraid that he might have lost his family, but now he was afraid about their afterlife fate, especially the fate of his atheist brother. Hast’s parents were devout followers of Abrahamic faith. However, his younger brother was not! He and his brother used to engage in lengthy debates about God and the purpose of human existence. Hast was eager to bring faith to his younger brother, not only because he was afraid that his brother would go to hell, but mainly because he wanted to show God that he was one of his majesty’s faithful ministers. Hast was desperate to convince his younger brother, but Sardar always asked for evidence.

  “Can you show me a single, palpable piece of evidence about ∞Illuhim∞?” Sardar once asked Hast while looking at the sky and shouting in a mocking way. “∞Illuhim∞ where are you? Why are you hiding from us? If you want me to believe in you, show yourself!”

  “You fool! Do not be disrespectful to ∞Illuhim∞,” Hast angrily used to respond to him. “∞Illuhim∞ is not like humans. He will not reveal himself to you from the outside. ∞Illuhim∞ reveals himself from the inside, and since our sensory organs are only useful to detect the materialistic world surrounding us, they cannot detect ∞Illuhim∞.”

  To which Sardar replied, “What should I do then? Why it is my fault if God does not reveal himself to me from the inside as you say?”

  Hast always felt frustrated when his brother asked for the impossible in order to make him submit to ∞Illuhim∞. He was wishing for something, a supernatural miracle, to make Sardar realize his arrogance and regret his decision.

  Now, Hast was convinced that he was experiencing Judgment Day, and remembering his brother and his debates with him, initially made him feel proud about winning the argument as finally the truth was revealing itself, but then shortly afterwards, he began to feel sorry for his brother and thought that his younger brother may be somewhere in the crowd crying like the young lady and awaiting his doomed fate.

  It was impossible to find his brother among the huge crowd of people. They were everywhere! Some people were wandering around like drunkards while some were entering the long queue. Nevertheless, Hast decided to find his brother at any cost as he couldn’t imagine the thought of him suffering in hell. This was a thought that had never occurred to him before or it did not seem to be so serious, just a harsh a warning to unbelievers, but now it was a reality!

  He began to look around for Sardar. Shouting again, “Sardar! … Sardar!” He kept circling back to his ruined house and looked everywhere he could. Finally, after several hours of waiting and looking, he found Sardar walking within a section of the queue. He was surprised by how quickly he was able to find his young brother among the huge crowd. “Sardar, are you OK?” he said while approaching Sardar.

  Sardar turned to him with a pale and frightened face. “I don’t know,” he replied. “What do you think is happening? Is it post-earthquake chaos, or as people are saying, Judgment Day?”

  “I’m also not sure, but based on what I see this is not an ordinary natural disaster. Look at the sun! I noticed it has moved to set in the east! This is one of the prophecies of Judgment Day,” Hast said.

  “I noticed that! Many other people noticed it too, but could this be some sort of a bizarre cosmologic disaster?” Sardar wondered.

  “Brother, everything you see happening around us is described in the holy§cript. Any faithful follower knows and is confident about what is happening right now,” he claimed.

  They continued walking for a period of over three hours and were hungry and tired. It was getting darker, the sun was about to set in the east, and the only source of light was coming from the golden palace far ahead. Both brothers were waiting in the crowd and advancing slowly toward it, and once they were closed into one of its huge gates, they were shocked to see a huge figure, over nine feet tall which had white wings attached to his back and who looked similar to angels described in the holy§cripts of Abrahamic faith.

  The angel figure was guarding the big gate, and another smaller looking angel was looking for people’s names in his handheld notebook. Once their name was found, a person was handed either a red letter or a green letter. People who received the letter then could pass through the smaller doors that were installed all around the huge golden palace.

  “Our turn is coming soon!” Sardar said in a frightened voice.

  Hast sensed his brother’s fear, “Don’t worry, ∞Illuhim∞ is a loving god.”

  “It seems that I was wrong,” Sardar said. “I still can’t believe why I was so blinded by my arrogant mind.” He turned to his brother with a sorrowful face, “It was all my fault and now I’m ready to face the consequences.”

  “Don’t say that brother. I will be with you until the end,” Hast sensed the deep regret in his brother’s voice and he wished to have done more to introduce ∞Illuhim∞ to him before today because, according to the holy§cript, regret would not save anyone on Judgment Day. Still Hast was feeling there might be some hope because his brother was a good man. He had recently graduated from the college of medicine, and he was eager to help the elderly and the diseased and had already saved many lives.

  “God will not forget your good work, brother,” Hast said to Sardar trying to comfort him.

  As both brothers came closer to the front of the queue, people behind them interrupted their talk and pushed them toward the two angels. Sardar, who was in the front, seemed to have collected his courage and walked toward the angelic guard. “Are you aliens who have invaded our earth?”

  The angelic guard looked down toward Sardar. “I know who you are; you didn’t believe in us, did you? And yes, we are the same aliens in your holy§cripts, human!”

  Hast was irritated by his brother’s rude question to the angel. It seemed to Hast that his brother was still in denial and looking for other explanations.

  The angel looked in his notebook as if he was looking for Sardar’s name. After a brief moment, the angelic guard signaled to the other angel who was standing by with the red and green letters. The smaller angel understood the signal and handed a red letter to Sardar, “Take it. This is your pass.” Once Sardar took the letter, the angel followed with some instructions to him. “You can enter through any of the small doors after a symbol of a key appears on the letter. It has your identity, so you cannot use someone else’s letter to enter. If the key symbol has appeared and you don’t enter the palace in time, the key will disappear shortly and you will face your destined fate without any Judgment,” the angel said.

  “Does the color of the letter indicate anything?” Sardar asked cautiously.


  “You will find out later! We won’t tell you any more details,” the angel replied curtly as if it wasn’t interested in helping Sardar.

  As the queue advanced and Hast’s turn came, the angel looked at his name in the notebook to see the symbol which denoted Hast’s destined fate, and then the smaller angel gave him a green letter with a smiley face and gave the same instructions to him.

  Hast felt that the color might indeed indicate the determined fate, but he was afraid to ask the angel about it fearing to hear the news. Whatever the answer, even if it turned out good for him, it would not be for his beloved brother!

  Moments passed and Hast was constantly looking for comforting words to say to his anxious brother. They waited in front of the small doors looking for the key symbol to appear in their letters before entering.

  Sardar looked shocked and overwhelmed by the amount of inexplicable things that were happening. “Hast, I’m very scared,” he said in a croaky voice. “I think my red letter means something bad will happen to me … I hope it is not as bad as your holy§cript describes,” he swallowed his sputum while trying to finish his sentence.

  “Don’t worry brother. We will enter the doors together and I will ask God to forgive us. I’m also not sure about my fate but ∞Illuhim∞ is very merciful,” he said.

  After around half an hour, a symbol of a key appeared on Sardar’s red letter. “Hast, look at this!” he exclaimed pointing at his letter. “I think this is a signal for me to enter through one of the small doors.”

  Hast looked at his own letter, but he couldn’t see any symbol yet on his green letter. “I think you should wait until the symbol appears on mine too so we can both enter together,” he advised Sardar.