Believer's Monologue
When I entered in the room I overheard two person speak from the heart, their words carry significant meaning, in a passionate cry, that I too decided to join them, in the end.
Person (1). He sat in the corner in room 12, on the second floor, with his hands motioning in excitement, at 6 PM.
You may away my earthly possessions,
my technological comforts,
my physical form,
my heart...
But please, Do not speak of,
Of taking my belief,
Do not take away the promise of Heaven,
and the beauty of Hoors.
For it is the hope of these divine gifts
that sets my soul on fire,
and gives me the strength to persevere
In this challenging world.
They are the very essence,
Of my existence,
the reason my heart beats,
with purpose and longing.
In their absence, life would be
but a hollow shell,
a desolate and barren landscape
devoid of meaning or joy.
It's just the concept of Hoors,
That keeps a man alive,
In this wretched place, called earth.
He seemed to sigh and his voice reverberated in the room,
(Impassioned, the second person who still didn't say a word, joins in and begins to speak like he's been waiting for ages)
I will fight for heaven and Hoor,
and I shall die for the belief,
that gives my existence purpose.
For the belief of my love,
My glory, my palace, my virtue,
I am here for a reason,
and that reason is to receive a reward.
Earthly things mean nothing to me,
I will settle for nothing less,
than Hoor and heaven.
I will sacrifice my earthly pleasures
for my belief,
Even if it seems to have no tangible existence.
Even if the stories go wrong,
I shall die,
Die for my very existence.
For my very belief...
(Their passionate monologues, stirred my heart and mind. Thoughts started to race faster than the blood in my veins and I noticed I started uttering that)
Oh, Heaven and Hoor,
I'll never let you go,
My heart belongs to you,
my soul's eternal glow.
I found myself a new believer in my heart and in my mind. Never to turn back.....
(Their voices faded together, but the longing remains)
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