The Dark Angel's tears E-Book

Marco Fosso

• Herausgeber: Marco Fosso
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

In modern Middle East, the discovery of an archaeological find rekindled the interest of people involved in an ageless conspiracy.
The truth will be distorted, hidden and manipulated from the facts that happen every day by those who seek to confuse mankindby any means.
What seems to be taken for granted will prove be the deception of men who dedicated themselves to anunnaturalcause.
In an unusual New Orleans, a news story will bring to light plots of occult powers.
Supernatural forces will dispute what’s at stakes ... humanity.

“The blood of God will bathe this world and you will drown in it.”

Marco Fosso, born in Milan in 1953, returns with a story of conspiracy together with his friend Antonio with whom he practiced an ancient Okinawanmartial art for years.
He translated the ideas into words that have been used to write this novel.

Antonio Policrisi, born in Buenos Aires in 1959, is the authorof this story. In collaboration with Marco, he was involved in the productionof the book.

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Original Title

The Dark Angel’s Tears

Marco Fosso

Antonio Policrisi

Italian edition

Le lacrime dell’Angelo oscuro

© 2011 by Antonio Policrisi and Marco Fosso

Registration Number ©

TXu 1 – 764 – 112

August 12, 2011

ISBN: 978-1-291-64100-4 - 9000

Cover, graphic work and picture   © 2013 by William Cardani Web designe

Translation by Donatella Zerial

All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part, and in any form.

“For our fight is not against blood and flesh, but against the principalities, against powers, against the rulers who govern this world of darkness, against spiritual wickedness in heavenly places.” (Ephesians 6:11,12)"

Note degli autori

The times in which we live have the ability to keep people in a constant state of stress with the media bombarding us with harsh news full of cruelty, economic collapses, dangerous pandemics, wars, political strife and religious conflicts.

We pondered upon this, and one day my friend Antonio told me about his idea to use this subject as the topic for a novel of strong and particular tones.

He explained to me how the story would unfold and what it should be based upon. I listened carefully and eventually, we decided to venture into this project.

The topics in this novel are fictional; although in some respect, they put emphasis on the sometimes ambiguous behaviors of political and religious institutions all over the world; institutions that not always seem to act for the common good and that hide awkward and cumbersome truths.

Just think of the suspicion that arose in many of us, at least once, when we saw how wars burn millions of dollars around the world, benefiting only those manufacturing weapons or making the interests of the few usual multinationals.

Also, diseases are a source of huge money shifting where money ends up in predictable pockets. How is it possible that we learn of unconceivable diseases that suddenly develop without a reason? Is this truly a random happening?

We don’t think so; rather we believe that many facts are cleverly created to generate new business and to keep people in a state of confusion and perhaps, in a state of anarchy.

It’s obvious that law and order are abstract concepts run by a few, and by those few I do not mean only governments. What if there was an old hidden power, in the hands of a few people who maneuvered everything to evade the normal course of global evolution for purposes still unknown?

Therefore, it may be difficult to discern when good is good and evil is evil.

For instance, let’s look at the war on terrorism and the Western world. They both consider the opponent to be the evil one; however, if we listen to the terrorists, the U.S.A. and consequently the entire Western world, is the evil empire, and if we listen to the Western world, the terrorist are on the other side of the coin.

In addition, everyone interprets religion to their own benefit; despite God and Allah are not gods of war rather of peace. Therefore, we must assume that there is a third party known as Satan that confuses us and takes advantage of the situation.

Or, are we misinterpreting everything and living a life that no longer honors most of humanity rather it benefits only a few people?

It would be much clearer if the truth were within everybody’s grasp, even if inconvenient. Perhaps, we could be happier without the doubts that makes the daily struggle more difficult and without the critical question marks about our future.

Angels and blood

The immensity of that light gave him an incredible strength; he unfolded his mighty wings and soared into the vastness in which he lived from time immemorial.

The breeze gently ruffled his long dark hair, his nostrils dilated to take in the scent of Paradise.

Being an angel gave him the opportunity to understand the magnitude of the universe.

He felt that he could have done even more if only God had listened to his advice, but God Immense was not interested in what he was trying to tell him from a long time, and this made him feel unsettled. He felt uneasy and restless, although he did not understand why and he could not pinpoint its exact meaning.

In that place, you did not discuss the given orders. Everyone knew what to do; the tasks were well defined, and the fact that there was an angel who would dare question the word of the Divine was inconceivable.

Lately, there had been talks among other angels who saw things differently like he did.

"Lucifer," a deep and thundering voice called. Hovering, the Angel stood; the Supreme was calling him.

"Lord, at your service", he answered quickly.

"Why do you contradict my choices? Why do you oppose my decisions?" the voice asked.

"My Lord, you have chosen me as your Angel; you gave me what you have not granted to others. Why should I not point out if you chose to act in ways that are not your ways?" Lucifer replied.

How can you tell what is best for me? I have regarded you more than any other because you are smarter and wiser. However, this does not give you permission to contradict me. You are the one chosen to be brought to the highest levels of Creation; therefore, why complain?" Lucifer stared at the glowing light. "You want to bring new beings into life, and this is a mistake because there are us already in Heaven. What else do you need?"

"I do not want to create Men to keep them with us. They are going to populate a planet and they will be the link that will give rise to a new generation. They will bring creation to completion. This is not your concern," the voice explained.

"They are imperfect and fragile creatures, and they could become a problem, my Lord. You created me from fire while you will create men from clay, but I will always be superior to them and I will never bow down to those creatures” the Angel replied.

"Men will have access to Heaven only if they will be worth of it and if they will lead a life of meditation. This is what Creation needs," God said.

"I don’t think so: if someone will impart men the wrong teachings, they could be misled, and you would not accomplish anything." Lucifer insisted.

"Who could ever lead them astray?" the Supreme asked.

"Let’s assume that one of us want to do it, how difficult would that be? Not difficult at all, believe me."

"You talk as if you want to do it. What do you want to prove? That you are smarter than me in deciding what future Creation should have?" the voice remarked.

"Sure, I could do it. If I had to choose between your error and the correct path to take, I would do what needs to be done. I would oppose you at all costs.

"How can you talk this way? Fighting me will not be the solution unless you want to take my place. However, I warn you, you are not all-knowing; thus how can you expect to rise above me? "

"What is there to know besides what I already know in order to dictate laws, to be worshiped and to give life to creatures? I can do it. Many are worried about your choices and they would be ready to take my side," Lucifer threatened with arrogance.

"You don’t know what you're saying my Angel, and you don’t understand the consequences to which this conversation may lead you. Think about it."

"I have thought about it, and I am convinced that it is time to stop you, God. Now, you have an opponent in front of you."

"All I ask is that you love them, protect them and help them find the right path. How difficult is that?" the voice said in a softer tone.

The blond Archangel arrived with his huge wings and came between him and the Light.

His presence was commanding, majestically towering Lucifer.

"Archangel, you are not wanted here; go away," Lucifer said in a threatening tone.

God intervened to make his defiant Angel come to his senses.

"Lucifer, a feeling called envy is rising inside you. This is not what I wanted for you; stop it, you are still in time; otherwise, I will be forced to banish you."

"You would send me away because I’m trying to advise you to do your best?" He asked skeptically. "Or maybe ... you need someone to blame to justify your mistakes? This way you would look like the good God who loves, forgives and does no wrong."

“You are not advising me; you have decided to rebel against me, and I cannot allow it."

"I will be your conscience from now on, and you have to acknowledge it. You will no longer be the only one making decisions," Lucifer answered with determination.

The Archangel approached the rebellious angel, provoking his reaction.

Fluttering his wings, Lucifer soared above his head and fired a flow of energy against him, hitting him in the chest. The Archangel writhed in pain backing off. As loyal God’s protector, he endured the pain and prepared to fight against the rebel. "This is too much. Stop it! You are still in time", ordered the imperious light.

"No! Now, it’s time to act. Enough with your orders! You want servants, not beings who think independently. If you are the Good, now I will be your opposite," the rebellious angel shouted.

"Lucifer, you are banned from Heaven for eternity. You will be Evil, the one living in darkness, and burning in anger’s fire. You are doomed to soak up the negative energy of the universe. Traitor!" God thundered.

Blind with rage, Lucifer screamed in anger against his Lord.

"This is what led to your lack of trust in me. God, you now have driven me away, but I loved you; you are the only Wise. Now, I am forced to fight against you: I will not grant you truce. I will threaten your power, your creatures, and I will try to destroy everything you created. From this day forward, Heaven will meet its opposite. I am the Lord of Evil."

He turned and flew away quickly as he felt his body changing. His white wings turned black, his face disfigured, his legs changed appearance and turned into two goat-like thick legs. God took away even his angelic beauty. Crying with rage, he left forever those loved, sweet-smelling places that he now loathed with all his soul. He assembled the angels who had sworn allegiance to him. Some of his tears fell onto Earth. As if they were acidic, the tears dug a hole in the rocks until they reached a layer of granite where they collected and remained until one day someone would discover them.

Soon after, the most violent war ever existed broke out in God’s kingdom. Angels battled against angels with all their power.

The kingdom of Heaven became a huge battlefield where supernatural beings attacked each other.

Lucifer went against God. Two forces of the Universe fighting in a place previously filled with peace; and where now everything turned into hatred, war and destruction.

It is difficult to believe that this did not cause suffering to the both of them. Lucifer believed he was right; or was it his true nature that now manifested itself unconsciously? Or else, had God in his greatness planned everything, and for reasons known only to God, he had given the angel the bone of contention? Wasn’t Lucifer the chosen one? Chosen for what? Perhaps chosen for all this?

In any case, He lost his Angel along with many others. Why this happened is a mystery. Perhaps in the scheme of creation, an essential piece of the puzzle was missing in order to attain its goal.

Giving birth to a new generation of beings: the humans, was it necessary?

They would populate the world that God had fashioned for them, but was it worth sparking off a war in Heaven for them?

What was the purpose for these creatures, and what fate will they have in centuries to come? Or, was the presence of a new God of Evil necessary to give meaning to the existence of Good?

Day and night, light and darkness, God and Devil, is this the theorem that will mark the existence of humanity?

Apparently so. Every day, in every moment in the world, something good happens, and simultaneously something else bad happens. This is life’s equation, but will there be an ending? Is there a plausible explanation, or better yet, an understandable one? Maybe, one day, the mystery will be revealed.

We will never know for sure how many victims perished in the clashes among the Angels; however, Lucifer’s legions were banished, fell on Earth, and hid beneath the surface, where they created a new kingdom, Hell.

With their presence, they gave the universe a new balance. Until then, the Universe saw only God making the decisions about the fate of creation.

Who turned out to be the winner from this catastrophe? Was it God and the forces of Good? Or, was it Lucifer the devious, the deceptive one that lured him with deceit? Will we ever find out? Certainly not in this lifetime.

From that moment on, the rebellious Angel would be known as the Devil.

This was the beginning of a long and bloody dispute. Lucifer lost the first battle but the war would last for centuries to come. It would be merciless, it would spread everywhere, and it would be in the consciousness of God’s creatures.

Now that Lucifer was on earth, all life form would have to live in fear of his presence.

His kingdom of Evil would become the nightmare of the new world God created.

In his cave, the fire lit up the shadows, and he looked at his hands. Long nails were growing out of his fingers. His body was muscular and deformed, and covered with dark down. He opened his mouth and out came a dim tongue of flame; spirals of fire accompanied his laughter.

He felt strong and powerful. He now was a “God” like his opponent. He could do anything he wanted.

He turned his gaze towards the thousands of followers who anxiously waited for his orders. They too were different, bloodthirsty animals, clothed in evil, ready to sow terror and fear. This was his new kingdom, and they were his subjects. Relying on this new life, he sat on the stone throne. One of his filthy servants approached him, kneeling at his feet. With a deep voice, he asked, "Lord, what should we call you? What is your name now?" He thought for a moment and then replied," You will call me, Devil, Satan, the evil one, Angel of Darkness and I will be the Prince of Demons for eternity. "

All bowed in submission.

Thus, Hell began. This is what humanity would learn to fear from the depths of its soul.

The Discovery

"It is dark red in color, it looks like blood, but it cannot be blood because it’s too liquid and, for being this old, it should be clotted by now. It looks like ... yes! It looks like ink," Rodriguez said looking through the light at the small glass bottle that they found near the ruins in the city of Thebes.