- These ISIS faceless fighters are just fun, Christ. We know things and they do it. What would we ever be without them?
- We are before them, Allah. We have not become the idea that produces money and a sense of the future. We give them the hope of a better life.
- It's been so long since.
- That's why they got used to war, forgetting about us.
- And that's what's still happening. They love and only want money.
- True. They're good. Everything becomes money. War is money.
- And stories telling us about it? I really wonder if I'm the lord of war they say.
- Who would have said that in their misery they would oppose our desires?
"Perhaps we should have helped them more, compensating them somehow for what they have done and are doing for us.
- You already gave them their weapons.
- No. If you remember well, on the cross I asked our father for forgiveness for my assassins. They did not know they were killing the son of God.
- You are not a son of God, you are a prophet, like me.
- You're mistaken and you know. Iblīs suggests what you say. That's why you gave them death and virgins.
- Do you need anything else?
- They're just promises. It runs very innocent blood and it will blush.
- What else could you do with ignorance and stubbornness? The blood is wine gone to the plague. And that's the only thing we can still give them.
- I actually seem unhappy to me.
- You believe? It seems to me only crazy. Or maybe not. They know they are deadly and since they know they give meaning to life by killing themselves. There is nothing sad about this. There is no idiocy. Maybe desperation.
- And do you think this is worthy of us, Christ?
- But what do we give to Allah?
- But what do you want us to give him?
- Teach the blessed life.
- They will not live longer for this. They will not love us. In grain fields, in the vineyards will be fertilizer for the bread and wine that you have given them, replacing the fruits of the tree of life, to have eternal life.
Iblīs, Muḥammad, the money: new god
- Having expelled Christ, Allah and all other gods from the raison d'Ítre of nations, monetizing life has been fantastic ideas. They gave us the power of life and death on everything. We are God, Moammad.
- But we still have not been able to submit it to the world. Iblis. In the West, the divine Kingdoms, which we had given them, were decapitated in a season of terror. In the east there are still.
- But now, in the king's place, they have the politicians.
- They do not listen to politicians. They know they are not willing to be martyrs.
- In the meantime, we have been able to forget the economic and civil injustice that regains sovereignty in Western countries. Science and technology are with us, Muḥammad.
- Subjects can no longer accept the imbalance between rich and poor, between women and men. They can no longer accept that justice is on the part of the rich. For them this is true terrorism.
- We gave them alms and volunteers.
- Crumbs that leave their condition unaltered. They get out of bed, they go home to work, they do not even want sex and children. It takes money to do this. And the subsidy, the salary is a bad thing. And they can only be fired for just one rudeness.
- They will turn to the judges to ask for justice.
- It is a mistake to resort to judges. Who do you think they will be right? And then, you know, the time of justice is longer than the time of life.
- Needless to work then. Needless to call justice. Their condition does not change, therefore, I believe, will soon be a new season of terror.
- That's why we paid the Isis.
- Paying these terrorists was worth it. Workers who are poor, dismissed and unemployed are now silent. And they look good at the controls.
- What we do
- It would be time to trigger a suicide attack in Italy. Soon there will be voting. Do not you think.
- And why not the Vatican?
AND ADAM. THE PROPHETS.
- Did you expect this, Abraham?
- Everything I expect, Adam.
- Luckily they will call it collateral accident.
- It's not the first, and it will not be the last time.
- Meanwhile, Fatima is dead. You too cry.
- Where international powers pass, they always die. But in ancient times, at least, there were no such destructive weapons, and there was a way to escape, an excuse, an offense.
- They say it was a disaster. No one thinks that they are not in use wrong target. They use intelligent weapons.
"I saw the smile with which Fatima followed the flight of the bomb. He saw her when the plane dropped it off. She went to meet her as if to take her. She dropped on her forehead. I saw her go in a thousand pieces and then burn. He had just saved his only son. The mountain was burning. The night was red in the fire. Blood ran through the river.
- What do you say. When a crusader approaches a Muslim, he always follows a cruel thing. You had talked to Fatima before it was charred. The bomb dropped into his eyes, who knows maybe they did not want to weep.
- No. What to weep at the death of a son they already know. And we know each other too, God knows. But for them it is different. We see earth crying. They do not. They exploit it, and if they can not let go of bombs.
- She wanted to save her son. Does your husband know it?
- Her husband, her father wants to go. He wants to take the desert road leading to the sea. I wonder what he wants, what he is looking for. Maybe revenge. But what can he do?
- What's strange? They killed him.
- I do not know, something is not the same as before. The world is changing. The world has changed.
- For the death of Christ?
- No, it's changed, not because of the death of God's son.
- Yes, it would be said that the world is different. One time we lived. God had shown us a way. Now there is a meaningless death, new laws. We already knew we had to die. It was not necessary to teach them.
- But you know what we are? Who are we for? Miserable men sitting on black gold, who must die as soon as possible. They know it and they do not want to tear us away from our land.
- Our land is rich and it hurts us.
- You know the calculation, the cunning. Here the new gentlemen do not want the law. You know them, and you understand.
- Let's go. Now is not the time to sit crying. We must bury the dead and help the displaced.
AFTER THE BOMB DISCLAIMED IN THE AIR
- Allah asks you to raise your son, Moammad. He pulled it from the flames. Intelligent bombs dropped from the planes. Fatima, her mother, was still burning. The hair flamed like straw to light the night when we saved it.
- Abraham, we'll see her again.
- I will avenge. I'll be ruthless.
- Your words are blood, Moammad.
- You can believe me when I tell you that the weeping, like you, father, weeps. But why did they kill her? What did he hurt?
- Nothing. But do not you think the world is better kept by the new bosses?
- No. But it looks like you've become like one of them and defending them. You who have announced Allah. You, one day, came to the mosque, you gave me your daughter's hand, now you do nothing. You are only able to speak in vain.
- Yet I loved Fatima. I still cry and pray to Allah for her. Believe in me. Every time the new bosses have to kill and destroy. That's why Fatima died. Not for Allah.
- It's everyone's destiny to die. What do you mean?
- Yeah. What else do you think is the life of a man?
- But she will not come back. Never again.
- No one has come back from death.
- True. None of the resurrected dead have remained on earth.
- Allah entrusts to you a son with joy. You know you can make it a man.
- What do I tell him?
- Teach him to live.
- No. I should grow it in a world of corrupt meat. You already know the fate that awaits him. Be burned like a mother with the next bomb.
- True. We are fierce humans. More than wild beasts.
- I wonder where we can.
- Who can say it? For a long time you did not see much blood.
- You never asked why they send us to kill them.
- No. I obey.
- Your bombs went to sign.
- These weapons are terrific. Perfect. Nobody can escape.
- They're naive. I saw them pointing their rifles on the planes and shooting. What did they want?
- Making sense of their suicide. Achieving martyrs the Paradise of Allah.
- How are you saying that?
- They need to teach them how to live.
- It is useless, they will never renounce to Allah, as we have given up on Christ. Instead teach them how to die.
- She's listening. It will come on the day they will think about themselves, and for them to die will make sense.
- What do you want to do?
- Nothing. They will see, or perhaps have seen, something beyond their blood. You know Allah and the hundred virgins promised.
- They're ridiculous. Mohammed, of women, she could not handle all of them. We got the viagra and we take their daughters.
- Do not joke. These are not like us. These are crazy and do not fear death. They know that they will pour their own blood for eternal life.
- I wonder what these bombs are about.
- What do we know? They take it. Someone may hope to survive.
At this time the rivers are full of corpses and blood. There are still bombs all over the place. The mountain burns. The mice will also be dead.
- They do not. They are stuck in the caves, in the caves as serpents. And they are deluded.
"As long as they endure, they will be terrified, but when they see day and day bones scattered, they will regret not to die.
- We need to talk about those left.
- What do you mean? When they know they are all convicted, you will see that they will bend their head.
- What are we gonna do?
- We got in there. We bring them, we talk about their life in a better world. A democratic world in which to survive.
- What life can we give them? For them we are the beasts to be slaughtered. They do not know that the powerful want them all dead, that will be their only destiny. O obedient to new laws or dead.
- It is comfortable. To them obedience, to us the good life.
- Not so much. We're sweating her.
- And it touches them to die. Are not you afraid of dying?
- No. We're safe in the clouds. They can not touch us. And when we're home again they'll give us a medal or we'll have a square, a street.
- I wonder when they will ask us to release an atomic.
- If it goes on like this, it will happen before we think about it.
- I wish I was going to do it.
- I saw Abud Allah, your father. He does not want to know about you, Muhammad.
- What does Amina say about my mother?
- Nothing. He no longer leaves home.
- And what does he say?
- Do not remember us. Seeing me said, "If I were you, I would have committed suicide, stop living before the crime, now that you're still in time."
- Did he really tell you this?
- Yes, listen. I was also asked to see him if I was talking to the man he once was. Something happened to your father. It's not just old. It's sad and alone. He is abandoned by Allah.
- What do you say?
- Your father accuses Allah. Do not review.
- You believe?
- But what is missing? What?
- She misses her daughter.
- I'm her son, but I do not understand. And what do you say?
- What about the West, the Christians and their sects, the Jews speak too much. Being Muslims is not a misfortune other than being a Christian.
- But then what does Allah do to us?
- Allah is. It fills the bleeding space.
- Right Iman, my friend, do you say that?
- If I did not know, I would not be Imam. Take your wife, Fatima, that summer evening, get out of the house looking for food. A bomb goes down and dies. What does Allah have to do with it?
- But alive by practicing Allah, though pleasure and misery have long occupied you.
- True. I'm very much alive. But you have to obey the new masters.
- No. I do not recognize the new masters.
- There are laws, laws that were not before, which one has to obey.
- Nothing has changed.
- Much has changed.
- What has changed?
- Other hands hold the Earth. There is a new God who commands us.
- This God, this new master who can stop me?
- That's not it. Everything you did before can still do it. What has changed is destiny.
- What does it mean?
- That there is no longer Allah to receive you, to give meaning to life and death.
- Who says that?
- Do not challenge the power.
- What else can happen beyond the dying?
- You play and you do not know them. It, power, knows everything. You see and sniff what you say and do, what you do not say and do. Everything is pretext. I fall on you and die.
- To die does not make me afraid. Everyone dies.
- Yeah, but you will not find the paradise of Allah.
- You just have these things.
- Remember, Abraham, when did we remove it from Fatima's hands? Just in time. The fire was already blown.
- It was worth it, Adam. Then he was an innocent child. I remember, as we put him in the shelter, scared.
- He's a man now. It does not touch us anymore. Now the business is Western. The future concerns them.
- We had to know he would not stay with us. He is not a man to live submissive, he is a caliph, a descendant of Muhammad.
- What else do you want?
- Nothing. He does not want anything. It's just that. It is incapable of taking us seriously. But it is not necessary to resume it. You will see that he will tire of looking for his father and return to us.
- Who knows what he is doing now. If you are looking for your father or redemption of blood.
- Leave it. He is capable of everything. I know. He had revelations from the archangel Gabriel.
"If you knew everything, how could you have consented to his salvation?"
- I did not allow anything. These things happen. And each one finds the life he deserves.
- What do you mean? That men are afraid of us?
- Stop it, my friend. Nobody listens to us. It's obvious.
- Can everything be causal? There is no prophecy about it.
- It's obvious that God wants it.
- But did you go crazy?
- There is nothing crazy if Muslims have lost their heads, and some have their lives too. Think about him, Muhammad. His is a line that loves to rule. Maybe one day they saw it, Allah. But then they lived with the women and the piles of gold, suspicious and unhappy. Incapable of valid gestures, nourished with blood and revenge. Do you wonder if they are looking for something strong, wild like death?
- They've always found her. But I do not understand what centers.
- It's about the fate of the Shiites that we talk about. No one blames if they want the throne of Mohammed. It is obvious that this does not like the Sunni. They are cunning and bloodthirsty people. They're tyrannical fats.
- You always say Shiites. I know it too. But what about the Westerners?
- They treat them as beasts.
- Did not you say the blame was Sunnis?
- No. I said that the Sunnis are for Westerners. They agree with them.
- Allah does not kill and does not kill.
- Are you sure? You yourself asked how much blood they will pour.
- So do all Muslims kill?
- Not everybody. There they are bowing their heads.
- Do you believe it?
- What about him?
- It's like a woman instigated by her lover to rub, killing her husband. He could have spent all his life in quiet laziness, fattening with the lover. Instead, he needs cruelty, of what passes by terror, of rape, of torn heads.
- It's past things.
- Not for them.
MARKET OF THE SCHIAVE
- What is the price of these two women?
- They want to sell. Even here they will not leave us free. He knows what awaits us.
- Where are you from?
- From the sea. A long journey. The madness of a journey not for self-seeking but for survival. I could hear the noise of the water under the hull, but nothing was seen. But I was glad I did not find myself in the desert, in prisons and still alive, and to run to freedom.
- After seeing death in the face, after days of traveling I was happy to get on the motorboat that all I felt was a party. I did not know the indifference, the mistrust of the civilized. For them we are beasts that smell. The crossing was an eternal time in an infinite sea. The skin burned for excretions, sun, salty water and gas. But we could not move. It was all at risk of falling into the sea. The dead stayed in their place, before being fish food to serve in luxury hotels.
- Do you know their names?
Nobody knows them. And we do not even know how many are the ones who did not. If you eat them the sea and no one can look for them. The sea is their tomb.
- Then what happened?
- They took us back. They handed us over to the slave. Look at yourself.
- What is the price of these two women?
"They are beautiful women, one thousand and one night. Here is the first one. It's beautiful, beautiful. The Islamic militant makes her the bare footbridge. Everyone sees it. Look at how flamboyant it is as if it were dancing. Look at the vagina, the long legs, the flattering breast, the chin. And now the second. a timid and lost gazelle. Look at your sore bosom, your thighs, your seat. She is still virgin, despite her 14 years.
- Virgin? Who guarantees it?
- Famous gynecologists whom we have visited. Our goods are safe, clean, healthy. Not like the ones you see chained in the front row. These do not go blood along the thighs and are not even pregnant. They are top quality goods. In the West, they would pay huge numbers for one night and then make spare parts. Get on your courage. Allah is great and merciful.
- One thousand dollars for the two women.
- That the mediators of Allah translate me.
- Who are you? Do you know the rules?
- The cultural mediators of Allah have made me known. I offer $ 1000.
- A huge figure for women. Where are you from? Do not look like a soldier of Allah. You are young and clean, you have not even let your beard grow.
- I am an imam who grew up in the West. I know the rules, and I know the Koran as well as I know the Gospel and the Bible. I've been here for a few weeks from Europe, but I've already killed, cut my heads and belong to me
"One evening he described his arrival in the country, the fear of his fighters, the cops in the streets. He told me that all night, he and his companions of martyrdom, remained in prayer lying on the beach of the sea. Then, when they saw the day, they saw him, and, recognizing him, shouted with joy.
- Who did they see?
- You must obey Allah.
- No, here Allah does not come. It's ancient history. Here, today, there are other Gods, other laws. Read that we are not there, and men submit them.
- We do not get that law. I do not even know her. What do I care about the police who want to kill us? Nothing is different. It was already happening in our tyrannical countries. We are using all this.
"Here, where you are, things are very different. There is no rebellion here.
- And what's different?
- Neither Christ nor Allah govern the history of the world. Other hands, other powers hold the world. There are laws that ...
- What laws?
- You already know. Decide your life, your destiny.
- My life, my fate I decide. Do these masters of the world perhaps prevent me from shooting or playing a van to sow death? Can they stop my revenge? Are they perhaps more terrible than terror?
- No, that's not it. Everything you say can do it and more. But you can not go up to Allah's sky. You will not be able to enjoy virgins.
- I can not?
- No, you can not ...
- You are scared. Do not you want to be a martyr anymore? What do you mean?
- I mean, if you wanted to do this, you would do terrible things.
- I do not understand. Do not you follow me in paradise? You are scared?
- No, I will come with you, I will accompany you everywhere. But you can not do anything against them. You have to bend your head. Only so will you save.
- You are afraid.
- I'm scared. True. I saw my comrades explode in a thousand pieces. It did not serve anything. We are all assured of a stronger hand. Even the children of Allah know it.
- Who says that?
- Do not challenge the power. It's the reality. I've seen them more daring than you and them.
- Who cares? You told me other times ... we are the strongest.
- You play and you do not know the truth, and you do not even know them.
- I would like to know them.
- You think they are just and honest as we do. You believe that you are obedient to Christ or to Allah, but you are wrong. You are young, there are no duties and powers for you. Death is nothing to you. That there are no monsters, but comrades. You think you are in the gesture you do, but for them your gesture is crazy. And do not believe it safe. They all touch, from afar, with their eyes. What you do or do not do, what you say, what you are looking for ... already know it ... and they know how to live. And if you disgust them, if you disturb them with your complaints in their way of life I will fall on you, and they will give you death, that death you want to give them and that they know. But you will not have the paradise of Allah, gather your remaining pieces, understand who you are, cover you with a pig skin and they will send you to hell.
- So they're afraid ... they too can die even if they do not want to. I will bring their own war at home. They will see their mothers, their brides, their children dying. They will go to hell.
- Do you think you are different from them? But do not be afraid. Even though it's all worth it, I'll be with you until the end.
- Just leave me alone. I go to pray.
Imam dressed as a woman
- I was informed about your arrival, Muhammad. But why leave your land?
- I had to.
- Do you have to? And why then? So sorry?
- I do not know. I only knew that to live I had to flee.
- Is this possible? Leave your land, the land that gave you life. Everything why did you have to? Did you have anything?
- I told you. If I wanted to live I had to flee my land.
- And so you have fled.
- I did not want to die.
- Do you think this is better?
- I do not know. But I have heard about free lives in a more just society, a democratic society where everyone lives and is free.
- They're lying. They are submissive and controlled peoples like ours.
- And what must we do to be free?
- Kill them. The enemy fights and kills them. Not running away.
- You must have seen the bombs. You have to stay alive to kill.
- You amaze me. And so you came to look for them in this land, alive and true to kill them. True, many are more vile than you and remain hidden. But it is not courage to seek death. It's crazy.
- Everyone dies, but dying at least will make sense. Iman, why do we Muslims always invoke Allah to give us courage?
- I do not recognize you.
- But I do, I know you. And I want answers. Not enough wine or drugs to kill. Tonight I know that, after all, there is no difference between us and Christians.
- What do you mean?
- I want to say that Allah, Christ with all this has nothing to do with it. It's the money that moves the world. It's power.
- You are scared?
- You know what death is? Your death?
- Ask him who killed your wife.
- I will do it. Soon I'll do it. But you never tell me what your life was. What did you leave of you worthy of being remembered?
- You do not need to think about it. We have more to think about this night. The enemies are not waiting and already know who you are. As soon as the signal arrives, it is time. Scared?
- No. We're here to finish it. Maybe already tonight.
- Do not be in a hurry. Drink. It's good wine. It is the wine of Christ.
- I take the enemies to you, to Miriam, to us two. I drink to Christ, I drink to Allah.
- There are so many memories.
- I'll do what I have to do tomorrow. And you will come with me, do not you?
- No. It's not my day.
- Then I'll go alone. What will you do?
- I'll go to whores. These westerners put burqa on the ass and are very exciting. There are very beautiful along the way. You do not have to do anything, you just have to pay, drug or violence.
- So do you use the donation money? I did not expect this from you, Imam. But are you worth it?
- Or you will be all right. It will be worth spending, and it will be a surprise. It will not be neither man nor woman.
- I do not bump in front of a nice seat.
- You do not know the horror I saw.
- Yes. Horror. Kinds of girls, they were not even women who were already subject to violence.
- Women are nothing. They are animals. We can use them. Not like these Westerners who only use them if they convince them to be in love. Only then can they be used.
- What do you know about it? Westerners are more advanced than us.
- As you know, I've been living in this country for years. They treat us as if we had leprosy. No Western has approached me voluntarily.
- What do you mean?
- I did have them true, but only by force.
- What did you find us?
- Nothing different from our women.
- Nothing different?
- Oh, there was something else in them. They just wanted to have a good life. That's why they did everything to please men. But they only sought the rich one.
- Now we can be quiet. The crossing was long.
- Allah, accept this offer.
- What are you doing, please? Get up. The signal was given. Run and shoot. Just killing. Tonight he shoots.
Why do not the bombs fall? I thought it was war.
- No. It's the party. People walk this night to have fun and do not think about death.
- Will the bombs fall here too? Where did the bombs ever fall?
- Who knows. It is said that one day even the bombs on people fell. We were not born yet.
- Was not the time the man lived right now? Time that you lived, worked, and there was no need to change country unless you saw beautiful things or go on vacation?
- It was true before. But then this awful crisis wished. The people have nothing to eat. He lost his credit. So they sacrifice their nation, laws, their new subdued masters. Killed God, killed democracy.
- And have they earned it?
- The new powers have decided that someone needs to be scanned to restore order.
- Who, their children?
- Fool. The children were screaming in ancient times, to have favors from the gods. Not today. But do not you think that when one does not eat can become violent? And when many of you can not eat can not become a bunch of wild beasts?
- They're bad people.
- Not more than us. Our hunger is the powers, the masters who want our land. And there is no rebellion that can feed us and release it.
- I do not like these new bosses. But are they killing us?
- They soon kill us. They start with the invalids, the bad guys, the sick, the jobless. They suppress those who do not, who steals.
- I do not understand.
- See? You're really a fool. Do you want the powers suppress one of them? They love each other. They help. Not like us. They send us the war. Have you ever seen a master die on the war camp? Not me.
- And so. If once it was enough to change government, immolate the useless to save the economy and today no, I wonder how many of them still have to kill power before the world returns right and that we can say ours. Allah? Christ? What do they do?
- What are they doing?
- Did not you say they are the masters of life?
- You're really stupid.
- I wish it was all over. I'm scared.
- And you're fine to be afraid. Christ and Allah must be kept on our side. But that's not enough.
- I do not want to think about it. I wish the masters were all already dead.
- True. When they were not there, they lived better. There was justice. But today we no longer need us and we are so badly ill.
- They do good to kill us. We are all unworthy and bad.
- You should be silent. You are still ignorant. How can you speak of just and unjust?
- I can not stand still.
- And then run as a boy. Get the rifle and shoot. Just killing.
- It's the war.
- A war without rules.
- We would be mad at the rules, do not you think?
- Yes, I believe it. But why cut heads to the prisoners? Why kill your father while you're raped?
- So let's hear the sense of western horror. For many years they are lazy on the couch, paying for them, fighting others for them, pretending not to know.
- The times Westerners were doing these things are ancient times, when we men were wild and savage beasts.
- Christ had already been on earth talking about love. But remember the hunt for witches, the inquisition in the name of Christ? They impaled them with a stick before burning them on the stake. How many rapes did the crusaders, the priests in the name of Christ? In the West there has always been slavery, extermination. Nothing has changed since then. Only time.
- They hate it for that.
- They hate us because they are afraid. But do you really think so?
- What do you mean?
- They actually enjoy them. Forcing a woman to prostitute, a man to commit suicide because he has nothing to live with, is not very different from what we do in the name of Allah.
- You are crazy. We all live on earth.
- Instead you got a little too much Westernized. Watch out. Rumors run.
- Nothing to worry about. I am with you in this war.
- Not only you. Many Westerners join us.
- But I do not understand the woman's slavery.
- Allah wants it. And having sex with the women of the enemy is a sign of victory. Sammie himself did it. And then with this advertisement in front of our advanced everyone runs away.
- If it is as you say, why sell women, girls, to organs merchants.
- They need money for war. It serves advertising.
- Until the women do not repel and collude against men, they will not change anything.
- In the West women do nothing. They are or are no longer in the man.
- It will be as you say. But they're thinking of using the mother of all the bombs to wipe us out.
- And we'll use satan explosives.
- It will never end. It would take the apocalypse.
- Yeah. But whoever controls does not want, thanks to science and technology, we possess the H bomb and the necessary vectors to unhook it in every corner of the earth.
- That's wrong with you. And we're already close. We do not need their permission. Do not be stupid like Saddam Hussein or Gaddafi.
- What would you like to do?
- That Samson dies with all the Philistines.
- You're going crazy, they will suicide and replace. It's always been this way.
- Hitler did not go like that.
- Hitler did not have the H. bomb.
- What about
- I'm not telling you we'll start the total war. But they can not continue to command us in our home and make us live in poverty.
NIGHT OF SEX
- The TVs talk about you. They tell you terrorist, one who kills.
- Tv and newspapers do not give the right information. They only tell what makes it comfortable to educate their countrymen. Just because I do not own their weapons, their airplanes but only my life and I make war between them, they call me a terrorist. But they are the real terrorists. Do you know how many innocents they killed? There is no comparison.
- True. But tell me ... What did you do the night before the massacre?
- Oh I have begun the Paradise of Allah. I'm satisfied with wine and sex. I broke up.
- Who was the virgin?
- I was waiting for the signal. From my bed, you know, I'm hearing the hearing now, and I'm ready to jump. I saw her coming. She told me his name, Miriam, and he came close to me. She sat down and stroked my hair. She was naked, she too came from the sea. I know all about her. Because we talked, we spoke a good part of the night. I touched her hand.
- What did you say? What did you ask her for?
- That was my last night. That I wanted sex.
- And did you let it go?
She too had suffered a lot. She had fled by merchants too.
- You'll see her tonight? Tell me.
- I slept, it was dark night, I was tired for the crossing. I woke up under the moon and saw her. I saw her looking at me, she was crying. I told her "alien, will you cry for a long time yet?"
- Who are you? Where are you from? Stay away from me.
- I come from the sea, like you. Why are you crying? What happened to you?
"The bastard tried to kill me by throwing himself to the sea from his motorboat. I loved her.
- So your beloved has gone. Why do you think he wanted to kill you?
- You did not tell me who you are.
- My name does not matter. Like me, I'm alone.
- Did they even plant you?
- It's not me. They tried to kill you. Because?
- I used to, or wanted to sell me or maybe after I used it again, kill me. But if I want to kill you I'll do it alone.
- How did you run away?
- I saw his blood.
- You talk about terrible things.
- Sure. Even though I'm just a woman I've seen, I've enjoyed, I did a lot of things.
If he can help you, I'll tell you, the powerful know they have to die. In their eyes is the scream and the death.
- You know terrible things.
- Your pain is nothing. You are still alive and want to live. They killed me.
- Why do you come and tell me?
- Why do you think he was going to kill you? You're very beautiful.
- You do not know him. What intentions do you have?
Here, cry. So at least it's easier. Talking is not needed.
- I've been crying all the tears.
- Forget about it. This story is over. Are you alive.
- And you?
- I'm waiting for nothing. She will not return.
- What do you mean me?
- She killed me. She's dead. It will not be back. And I also thought I wanted to die.
- You've suffered a lot?
- Life goes on. The night is long and is covered with stars. You are trembling. Are you cold. Come closer.
- Why did you come to this land of murderers?
- I did not look for the West. I was happy in the east. I had to. I did not know the West was so. I thought it all ended up on the last trip. That the misery was over. That the blood should slacken.
- Now you know.
- I had to save myself.
- Do you have to?
- I do not know. I only knew I had to flee my land.
- Is this possible? Leave your own land?
"Over time, in my land, I saw you coming and going west. You look different. You look like one of us.
- You also do not look like a man like the others.
- No. I'm being sentenced. I was born to live. Today I have to die. And there is no more Allah in my life.
- Of course, life has been horrible to you.
- Tomorrow I will die. Tomorrow I'm going to die. The virgins of Allah are waiting for me.
- What do you want? I'm not virgin. I can only give you sex, maybe love. I saw how I looked at you. Do I like you?
- For you to start over, give up revenge. I saw you crying. You too as me flee from power. You also want to delete a past.
- Do I like you?
- I saw you get out of the sea. I like your eyes, your face, your breasts. I like to see you walking and I would like to touch you, kissing you and shaking you. I would like to sleep tonight with you. Your shirt, your wet panties do not hide anything.
- Stay away from me. I'm tired of violence. Tired of being dominated. To be commodity exchange. I killed for that.
- Do not be afraid you are not forced to do anything. I'm not an animal. You are the same to me and you want revenge.
- What do you mean?
"I hate, my wife, who wanted to die. And now I want to destroy what love has built, the past. And if you want, you will be my accomplice, my only love.
- I told you to stay away.
- I can not pull for long, get the court for days and days. I have no time. But, as you look at me, I think you also want it.
- I do not let you insult me that way.
- No. I'll insult you if I did not tell you. That your voice, your beauty has aroused in me, the desire for you is evident. But it's up to you to say yes.
- Please do not continue.
- Free to leave, but if you still know that I want you.
- Go on.
- You're really desirable. Any man should want to penetrate you.
- Stop it.
- Look into my eyes.
TERRORISTS: THE MASSACRO.
- I wonder what the infidels say about these dead.
- Someone is trying to escape.
At this time the road is full of dead. Others are stabbed in the bars to listen to shots and screams. They think of those who are fighting for them and are deluding themselves.
- As long as they are, they are deluded. But tomorrow they will come out of their holes and put a lot on their heads and watch.
"After weeping the dead, their dead, everything will be the same as before, as if nothing had ever happened and again fill up supermarkets and brothels. this is what they are looking for and want.
- They're really fun.
- Tell me ...
- Did you like killing them?
- It was fun. But they do not know how to smile.
- They are beasts, eat and mount. They can not do anything else. They are used to slaughter. And you?
- I enjoy them. I enjoy them as I can. I tell you ... the ones I touched were angry and they were looking for me.
- Yeah, with them you can not even talk, I can run them to get away.
- And you?
- I do not wonder who they are.
- And Allah?
- Oh he was silly. She described her arrival. He told me that all night listened lying on the beach of the sea shouts. He said he wanted to forget who he was. He saw me, you know, he sees everything.
- What did he say?
- He said that I was driving the vehicle and, while mocking the policeman trying to stop me, I laughed.
- And then?
- Listen ... the residents do not open their own doors to the survivors, they are afraid that it is one of us ... they are afraid ... you know, I was driving zigzag ... I ran ... they came back from the sea , beautiful, tanned, satiated and re-made ... they were spending, drinking, and thinking about sex.
- And you laugh.
- I laughed, of course, it was fun to watch them.
- You were not afraid of dying, too?
- What's the point of living? Be a slave, survive, die. Do you know what they are doing now?
- They cry.
- I cried before them.
- They weep and bring flowers, they light up luminescence. They disagree on their stupidity trying to understand.
- Listen ... they're really ridiculous. They think we can stop by increasing security measures. They do nothing but cheat, cheat their own companions. They have not yet understood that you can kill in every corner, poison aqueducts, blow up power lines, and more.
- What are they doing now?
- As they mourn and prepare the pit, they think when they will earn from the insurance. Among the news is the publicity. It has now reached such levels as a man, woman, and infant in pairs. Like horror films.
- Adam and Abraham what do they say? Abraham described his arrival. He told me that all night he listened lying on the beach of the sea. He said he wanted to forget who he was and where he came from.
- Of course these westerners are funny. They are discussing whether the dead are Spanish, Italian, American, and French, and if I forget someone they too offend. He does not care anything about anything else. Listen to them
SUICIDARMI FOR ALLAH
- You did not explode?
- It's gone like that. Imam. We walked the downtown road. In the shadows, to avoid the cameras. The selected target was among the palaces. I felt behind the steps of my comrades. I was thinking about her. So I turned around and told them to go ahead that I had to piss. I actually thought I was leaving. I took off my explosive belt and threw it into a flower bush.
- Almost I can not believe it. But I see you. Are you alive. You have been foolish.
- I did not want to die. Being a martyr is not enough for me.
- You were scared.
- I'm a man. I live it. I live.
- "I'm a man." Just tell me this. You should know that we are the fighters of Allah, NOT MEN. I trained you to die for that. You seemed ready to die, but I was wrong. You were so in love with Fatima that you went saying you wanted to die.
- No. You do not love who's dead. You are just a remnant vanished. The dead are nothing. The past has only a taste of death.
Do not you want to cheat on you anymore? At one time you were not like that. You did not talk about life. You were the son of Allah. You were a man.
- What a man is hard to say. You know it. I was looking for Allah in the blood, but I did not find it.
- You once prayed him.
- Time passes. And everything makes a man in life.
- Your thought is just to live.
- You do not really understand. I live it.
- But what does "live" mean.?
- She, it is my desire that knocks around my body like the foam of this sea. I'm the rock she embraces and foams. He argues over me, embraces me, caresses me uninterrupted. And I feel its substance, its breath joining to mine. I hear the creator scream. Have you ever heard of it?
- You know. I do not love the woman.
- You do not know what you're missing. Sometimes I wonder how you teach martyrdom by promising one hundred virgins.
she's scared. Only boredom. As a child I loved to stay, even if apart, where
are the men.
- Did you have any violence? Has your father made you violence?
- No. But I did not love my peers. Men could talk. I listened to them. They knew everything about sex.
- That's why you wanted to become Imam?
- A man's life takes place between factories, in the kitchen, in a bed. Every day you find yourself in the same fatigue, the same habit, the same woman. And in the end everything gets bothered. This life cuts your legs.
- In conclusion, you're not happy.
- No. You know, the powerful are saturated with sex. They are old. Only the adrenaline of the new one keeps them alive. And the new one, today, is the ass. Not their, true, that of others. Sometimes they allow it, but they know the risk.
- I do not understand the violence. If that's how you say how to rape a woman when you have a man available?
- The woman is an easier prey. It takes it and not it. You too might be gay.
- Never. With the woman every time is an inexhaustible infinity. But you can not understand. You know everything you think only of power and yourself. You who are teaching the Koran think only of yourself.
- You do not know what you're missing. But when they get you, you'll understand.
- What do you want?
- Nothing. You do not see me with your husband. You will not even see me again. I came to take my things.
- Did you meet someone?
- Tell me.
- You have a nice sitting, beautiful curves, really nice curves. He told me.
- And you?
- I'm blushing.
- You blush?
- I can not cure you. I have no time. tomorrow I'm going to die. And I would like to strip you, put my sex in yours, in every corner of your body. Having seen you do not want anything else, before you die, "he said.
- I do not let you insult me. I replied.
- Tell me. If it is as I know you expect nothing but to take your penis and have fun.
- The sight of your breast, of your seat, raises my desire. Continuous.
- And it was true. Her sex was clearly excited. I wanted to get away. I thought I would stop. I wanted to get away. I felt her legs tremble. I was paralyzed. You do not want to stop talking, I thought. And instead he continued to speak.
- You're really desirable. Any man should want to penetrate you.
- Come on, keep telling.
She took my face in her hands.
- Look into my eyes. He said. Do you want to?
- Yes. I murmured. I did not want anything else. I did not oppose any resistance when I lay on the sand. I saw that he was silent. Her erect sex was the first thing I saw. Within me I did not understand anything more.
- I want to see every corner of your body. Every inch of your skin.
"Of course, you know it, it was not the first time a man told me these things. I've already heard you, even from you. Only at that moment I felt a strange pleasure.
- I feel you are looking at me. Do I like you? He said.
- It was beautiful like an old devil. She took my hand and brought her to her sex.
- You're heaven, I want to kiss you all. He murmured.
- Think of my friend, I'm a paradise. She stretched to the beach. I was on it. The waves bathed his legs. The straight sex. I felt her taste. And it was really heaven.
- If I remember well, you were used to something else. You were a perfect bitch who did not have other life stimuli.
- Time past, my friend, that you tied up to me, you pulled me off and stretched out over me to lick myself, without preamble, without losing time, and then taking me by your husband. That time is past time.
- Sin. I liked to strip you, see you all and watch my excited husband wait for the moment to do whatever of you.
- I do not care about that life anymore. From him I want a son.
- How you talk to me, you fell in love like a first-rate little boy. Beloved of one you just know. One who, like everyone, wanted to have fun.
- One who goes to die does not mind. My friend. And I saw in her eyes an infinite love. And then I changed too. I'm no longer the naÔve rich woman who submits to the games of a man and a perverse woman
- I'm back.
- I was waiting for you.
- I know and I came back here to find you again. They search for me throughout the region.
- Are you sorry?
- One thing.
- About what?
- That he was a liar.
- What happened.
- I did not want to explode and kill her. Thinking of you. But my companions did. I'm sorry about something.
- No real power, but innocent citizens.
- Many have killed them?
- Enough. Here I can not escape. This land will drink my blood.
- In my arms they will not find you. I have built for you this refuge with the things returned from the sea. I hope you are at ease. As I did, I dreamed of the house where we are going to live.
- Why do you protect me?
- They are very sorry. They think they're innocent.
- Does your God say that?
- There is no God among us, only power. A power that awaits and always, in the end, it collects.
- Allah is not so.
- It's true that you come from far. That your God is nothing. Everywhere it kills under the sun.
"Would not it be better to find a way to end the killing and that everyone could eat and live quietly? What do you need to burn people alive?
- It's your utopia. There is no justice.
- Why are you doing it?
"You taught me, despite the pain, that you can still live.
- My friend, you are life. You are love. But my destiny is marked. Soon they will take me and I do not want you to be killed.
- No. I do not want to leave you. I do not want you to leave me.
- You have to. And if you denounce me, maybe you will have to live.
- I know. But it will not happen. Before I ran away I hid a lot of money. It will serve us. Together we will live. Together we will die. I'm tired of suffering, tired of chasing my life.
- I want you. I want you like the first time. We will take the waters between the waves of the sea. This peace is perhaps the only thing that is just ours. We run.
- Look: Look at those two. They are two beasts. Look how it mounts.
- I think you want to be in place of the woman.
- What do you say?
- I saw how you looked. But I did not understand one thing.
- If you looked at the woman or man's seat. With me you've always been the woman.
- Is my thing missing? And you like to take it.
- The usual jealousy. Who knows who I am.
- We'll have the shipwrecked with the inflatable boat, we must notify the police.
- I do not think there are two shipwrecks. It is said that Muslims like the moldy woman and the saddle. She is not moldy, even if she has a good seat. It will be one that is enriched by selling oil. See yachts parked. Perhaps they were just looking for a secluded place.
- Maybe they stole it.
- Always think badly. They are two who want to have fun. Leave it. We have more to do.
- Yeah. Tonight there is the final, and after ...
- The mountain is burned. It's full of holes and bones.
- Even the city you see down there, my city, is destroyed by my friend. My country is destroyed.
- I wonder what happened.
- You know. The bombs. It is understood from what remains. No one else possesses such powerful weapons to destroy a mountain and shave a city on the ground.
- It's a desolation.
- It has not always been like that. First here it was all green, plants brought fruit. Here it went up when you wanted to meet Allah. Here he lived happily.
- Maybe they rebelled or, perhaps, knew too much. Perhaps they knew the names of the powerful and why they wanted their land.
- I do not know. They called the names, that's it.
- What names.
- You know them very well. Although most people do not know, they are happy, happy that they do not touch them the same fate.
- True. Westerners are subjected to power. And power cuddles them. They nourish and care for them.
- Without justice in a fake democracy. As long as they do not complain too much, they give their vote and do not make money.
- We did not want to subject ourselves to the dominant economic order, and live on our own. We had Allah and were pleased with the little that the earth gave us. It was enough to live.
- Yeah. That's why they exterminated them.
- No wonder. But they could imagine that no place was safe.
- What else could the people do not take refuge here? Near Allah they felt safe. Even a little boy came to play me.
- Yeah. There is no grass under the sky either. Only the bones of the fugitives. They have not even buried them.
- Yeah. Allah has also gone.
- Do you believe in Allah?
-Not anymore. How do you not believe in Christ.
- Where do you want to go?
- For all I'm dead. I have another identity. I am a citizen of the world. We can go anywhere. The money we own is unnamed and opens all the doors.
- Hi Muhammad.
- I was expecting Imam.
- What are you doing?
- I was listening to the radio. They are manifesting to thousands. They come from all Western countries. There is even one king, they have a rose. They are screaming not to be scared.
"I would like to see if bombs fly on their heads and fall bombs, their will to manifest. I'm just idiots. They do not know how really things are.
- We are the pretext for controlling and subjugating the people.
- Yeah. The people do not have to know who pays us. The people must only suffer and remain silent, even in the face of obvious injustice.
- Shut up for a moment ... start the rally against us. I want to be feeling. It was a minute of silence. The noise of the helicopters is heard. It's for their fallen. They will call them heroes. And they did nothing but die.
- What are they saying about us? Get the headphones off. Let me hear.
- Feel the applause.
- I feel.
- They're saying we're a waste of a war, those who have escaped economic cleanup. That we are unworthy of living and that we have come to this country to unworthily claim the right to life, home, work, health, school, food ... that they do not even have them and can not share it with us .
- True. Ours is almost a lost war. It is hard to make them understand the insulting lie of their hidden garments, written by newspapers, called by the TV. The rich North population is domesticated, drowned. Dramatically resigned. Slim while suffering from work, injuries, unemployment, and much more.
- True. They are incapable of recognizing the injustice of the world's inequality and imbalance. It would be time to unravel the hypocrisy, the falsehood of good feelings. It's time to break iron chains.
- Arms and men's merchants will not end.
- Still a minute of silence. ... Listen. It's the war. The war came.
- And now what happens?
- Nothing. It's just publicity. Life insurance and dead casings.
- What did you decide? Will you continue the war? Will you be immersed in Allah?
- No Allah does not exist. Christ does not exist. They are all fenders capable of slapping and deciding our destiny.
- You're blaspheming. What do you mean?
- Do not be stunned. You also use occasions and do not respect the laws of Allah. And you who teach the Koran, forget the ferocious fraternal war between Shiites and Sunni to claim the right to sit with Muhammad to the right of Allah. You are Iman who teaches fenders in the mosques by pretending prayer. Do you have a woman waiting for you? You teach me that Mohammed had many.
- No. I do not have a woman, but I'm certainly not a hermit.
- You will not say that you are happy with women more than Muhammad.
I do not say that. Only I do not love women. I prefer to subjugate men. You do
not know how to see them at my feet.
- I will never be at your feet. You know that. And if they knew what they were going to do, they would refuse to give you a seat.
- What are you saying?
- I'm talking about bloody intestinal prolapse and how much else. I'm talking about the end of life.
- Sara. But I do not miss the contenders.
- So spend the money of the holy war, the jihad.
- I do it for a good cause. To provide militants.
- Ball. Would you be able to live without money? Can you live the fruits of the earth? Not me. Today I am in possession of a lot of money. I have a new woman who loves me. I love her myself. I miss nothing. So I decided.
- You will die the same.
- I have already been declared dead with the explosion. And being nobody rich, I say no one, can ever decide my destiny.
- Everyone's fate is dying. And if you want to enter the Paradise of Allah ...
- I do not care about the Paradise of Allah.
- Do you therefore think that it is enough to enrich ourselves to make us disappear from the face of the earth?
- See you. Goodbye.
- This is what happened before being brought to your presence.
- Because they do not stop these animals of Allah. Stop them.
- What do you say to Adam?
- Are You Adam and Abraham?
- We are.
- How is God?