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A Final Testament of a Most Unlikely Messiah

 

The Sermon in the Park

1. As I enter into the park I notice that there are only a few hapless couples and individuals lounging about or roaming around it, which is to  be expected at this time of day really, a whole three hours before noon.

2. For most people are at work or in schools at this time, which is exactly how I have wanted things to be, exactly what I have planned for.

3. I don’t want to start things off with a bang you see. Well, at least not with a very public one.

4. I proceed to roam around the park myself for a while, until I notice that the young couple, who have inadvertently become my first disciples, have gotten somewhat bored and are getting quite ready to abandon me anytime now. Oh, ye of little faith.

5. At this moment,  I choose to head towards the central fountain of the park, jump on its edge and turn to face the crowd that immediately begins to gather around me, expecting  something different, I guess, something amusing that would break the monotony of the day, a Saturday of all days, a Saturday. Well, I shall not disappoint.

6.Gather,” I say. “All of you, gather around me and pay heed to what I have to say. For my words shall change your life, and it is not often in life that words can have this effect.

7. I say this then I stop and wait. When more people have gathered around me, drawn by the sheer  animal magnetism I am continuously, and wholly inspite of me, exuding… I continue.

8.My words are not necessarily those of wisdom, but those of a wizened man,  wizened by the haunting experiences of a short yet rich life.

9.My words shall ring true in your ears, for they come straight from the heart, and which words can ring truer than such words?

10. And after another short interval of golden silence and diamond expectations, I continue with my sermon. For as I have said,  I am not here to disappoint, rather…

(The Noble Friend declares Himself a messiah)

11.I am here to be rejected by the multitude and embraced by the few, as it is indeed my due as your brand new messiah.

12.I am here to please   some and anger many; I am here to cause souls to quicken and minds to shudder; I am here to inspire love and hate, rage and sympathy, cruelty and forgiveness; I am here to build and to destroy.

13.But above all, above all, my friends, I am here to annoy. And there is nothing more annoying than the simple telling of long forgotten truths.

(The Noble Friend declares the irrelevancy of God)

14.Shall  we start by a simple discussion of the existence of God? But what is there to be discussed, my friends? What is there to be gained from such a futile discussion? When in history has such a discussion ever proved  fruitful to humanity? When did it ever bring a greater understanding of the universe? Of ourselves? Has it ever brought peace into our lives? Has faith in God, or the gods, ever brought peace to humanity?

15.I tell you this my friends. I am not here to speak about God or the gods, I cannot tell you what to believe or not to believe in this regard. I don’t think it matters really. No, I don’t think it matters. What really matters, and history has continuously showed it for anyone willing to see, is this:

16.when humanity fails to care for herself, when she does not show any compassion to herself, she suffers, she pays the price, and the price is high; and while her suffering is clear and visible to anyone willing to see, there is no tangible evidence that there is anyone out there who cares or is willing to help when she really needs help.

17.We are alone in this world, my friends, alone for all practical purposes. So if we don’t  care for ourselves, for our common well-being, there is no reason for us to believe that  there is someone out there who will. Such belief might prove psychologically useful to those of use who are desperate, but it is practically useless.

18.There might indeed exist a god out there, but what really matters is the god that exists in here, in our hearts, minds and souls, in ourselves - our conscience,  my friends, yes, our conscience, if it is indeed still alive and conscious. That is what matters. That is what really matters.

19.This god that is inside is a fully human god, a naturally fallible god, but it is the best god we can ever have. Can you understand this? Will you at least begin to understand?

20.If this god is not enough, then no god can ever be enough. If this god is silenced, then the words of all other gods can be nothing more than jargon. If this god is shoved aside, then all other gods turn to demons.

21.And what does this god, what does your conscience tell you  regarding the  treatment of your fellow human being? Well, we have all heard of the Golden Rule: do unto others as you will have them do unto you.

(The Diamond Rule)

22. Now, I remind you of the Diamond Rule: right and wrong can never be equal, proceed with the doing of what is better, then behold him, between whom and yourself there is an enmity, as he becomes a good friend.[1]

23. In other words, the true measure of your goodness depends, most of all, on  how you  choose to treat your fellow human being.

24. That is it. My words are clear. I shall not use parables. I want you to understand  me, I want you to  understand the implication of every word I say. I do not need to hide my real message in symbols.

25. No, I don’t. For, you see, I do not fear your reaction. I know what your reaction will be, still I do not fear you reaction. I am beyond fear now. I am finally beyond all fear, though I remain completely and utterly human.

(The Noble Friend insists on His “full” humanness)

26. And if you want to know more about the implication of my full and utter humanness, among other things, follow me. Simply, kindly, follow me.

27. I say these last words of my short sermon as I stand on the edge of the fountain and gaze into the onlookers’ eyes. I know, I can tell, I really can, that many of them have been much more amused than enlightened by what I had to say.

28. Still…still, I notice some looks of intrigue and revived interest in certain eyes, and that suffices for me, that really does. I know I have gained some followers.

(The first “official” disciples)

29. So now, as I leave the park on my way to some other hapless part of the city, I am followed by: the young couple, still rather bewildered by the whole scene yet also more drawn to me than ever; a Baccalaureate student who is obviously skipping class today and is obviously quite enchanted by what he has heard, not to mention my naturally theatrical  mannerisms; a foreign diplomat who lives in the area and whom I have seen before, from a distance, (bear in mind in this regard, that I am not a messiah for the Syrians only, I just happened to be a Syrian messiah, just another Syrian messiah); and, finally, one of the guards who works in the park who, frankly, looks much more urged by anger than any other emotion to follow me.

30. Against whom will he direct his anger, or rather, in the interest of whom? I wonder. I really do wonder. When it comes to  anger, all sane people should wonder.

 

 

[1] The Qur’an (41: 34).

 

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I

lust

for

salvation,

 Brother,

as

though

it

were

a

woman,

and

I

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 a

man.

 
 

 
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