Binyameen

by Ibraheem Abbas

  “An Iron Dome missile that was launched on the day of truce during the Operation Strong Cliff in Aug 2014 that burned the rubble of innocent civilians while my mother was trying to save some children from that hell. I received the news while I celebrating my graduation from Singularity University at Mountain View, CA, my heart stopped pounding, and all my emotions vanished, I aged decades in a blink, and I swore to fulfill my promise to her and dedicate my life to humanity after I had failed in achieving my dream of seeing her, I only saw her grave and what remained of her pictures and movies. Luckily Israel’s government is obsessively supporting science and technology, otherwise I would have ended up dependent on charity. I was given an open budget to achieve the only thing that I had in common with the Israeli government: Technological and Scientific superiority”

  “To serve the Zionist agenda!”

  “The Zionist agenda is falling apart, dying, we are propelled to a new age, an age where humanity and science will eradicate the remnants of the ideologies that have enslaved humans and torn them apart for millennia, but idiots can’t comprehend that, especially the Zionists and the organizations that support them”

  “And were back to the Freemasons!”

  Said Eyad who did not know that the organization he mentioned was so entrenched into his life to the extant that his father was once a member.

  “Zionists and Freemasons were able to create the illusion of money that they control, why do you think Gold and Diamonds have such value? Why did the universe agree that this metal and that rock are the measures of wealth? And who is stock pilling them and controls its flow? Who controls and manipulates the world financial markets? A simple equation rally, controlling the elites through influence, desire and interests, control the masses by utilizing ignorance and ideologies while enslaving them in the grinding machine of making ends meat, that is what they have done for decades… actually for centuries, but its affect is subsiding as science and awareness spread; the Freemasons could not come to terms that its secret forts will be demolished by the explosion of information”

  “And what does all of that have anything to do with abducting us and our families?”

  “First you need to know that I never intended to simply extinguish your lives, I had to convince you that your lives were in danger to force your subconscious to respond while at the same had all precautions in place to save your lives if I had to, I had been batching you since news of Husam’s recovery spread across the medical community, then I discovered that you were accompanied by some invisible force, I thought that Husam had acquired some telekinetic abilities as well”

  He smiled as he looked in the general directions where Hawjan’s sound was coming from:

  “I had never expected that I would meet a real Efreet”

  Hawjan who was still furious responded:

  “You almost killed Sawsan, Maran and Jumana!”

  “I had never planned to abduct Sawsan, Maran and Jumana, I was had only setup surveillance to figure out your powers, but things got out of hand when that damn Danny intervened, this guy has hands so deep in the filth of both Zionist and Freemasons’ movements, he had convinced the officials of a cleansing operation to coverup any traces of the abduction of Eyad and Husam, he supervised the bombing operation himself through the masonic chapter in Paris”

  Hawjan added:

  “They have been persistently tracking us down, I risked my life as well as my wife and son to save Sawsan, Maram and Jumana, I left them with a man I never met to come and save Husam and Eyad”

  “And you succeeded! You brought down a fierce F-35 with your barehand, and now you will take them with you”

  “Hindabah’s outskirts are on the other side of Tiran island, but in all cases I can’t take Husam and Eyad with me”

  “Are you trying to hide your secrets? I thought you were convinced that I was being truthful!”

  “This is the truth! It is nearly impossible for Humans to come to our universe!”

  Binyameen eyes widened as he said with clear surprise is his voice:

  “But Jumana vanished the instant that explosion detonated then reappeared mere seconds later hundreds of meters away! How did that happen? She must have moved through some other dimension!”

  Hawjan exhaled as his gaze moved between Eyad who was drenched in his pain, worry and anger, and Binyameen who was soaked in curiosity:

  “My son Elyaseen… I don’t know how he was able to do it; he moved Jumana when the explosion happened”

  “Didn’t you just rip half the plane into your dimension?!”

  “Trust me I don’t know how I did that, when I scream in anger, I move stuff between dimensions… there are plenty of legends surrounding our ancestors who used to…”

  Binyameen almost jumped from his posture as he shouted:

  “Said one who had knowledge from the book, I will bring it to you before your glance returns to you!”

  They were all astounded by the fact that he was reciting a verse from the Quran with such excitement, he continued:

  “Teleportation must be happening through another dimension where time flows differently, the one who had knowledge from the book must be able to move through that dimension, (I will bring it to you) is clearly a hint to the time and effort needed, but because it is happening through that other dimension; the time spent in that dimension to go to Sheba and return with the throne was mere fractions of a second in our world (before your glance returns to you)”

  Hawjan stuttered when Binyameen came to that conclusion:

  “We are the blood line of Fayhee, the descendants of Hanaeel, the servant of King Solomon and his son Menelik, the guardian of the Arc of Covenant and the companion of the keeper of the book…”

  “Your grandfather then was that Efreet who offered to bring the throne of the Queen of Sheba before he rises from your place! But that means that he could move it through the dimension of jinn but not through that other dimension!”

  “Full mastery of moving through dimensions higher than ours is knowledge that only the keeper of the book had, Elyaseen apparently inherited our ancestors’ abilities to move between human and jinn dimensions, more importantly is that he can move humans without their bodies ripping apart between dimensions, Jumara inherited the abilities to form, she can turn into anyone just by holding any trace of him”

  “DNA sample!”

  Said Binyameen interruptingly, as his brain was exhausted beyond anything he had ever experienced before by what Hawjan was saying, as the later continued:

  “As for me, I have limited abilities in materializing and moving objects between our two dimensions”

  Binyameen sot his most pressing question:

  “Do you know where the Arc of Covenant is?”

  “My grandfather Hanaeel carried the Arc back with King Menelik to Sheba, he lived five hundred or so years as the guardian of monastery of the Arc in Fayh Valley”

  “You are speaking of Church of Our Lady Mary of Zion at Axum; things are getting clearer! According to the manuscripts of the great Negūses, Kebra Nagast, King Menelik son of King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba was the one who took the Ark after his father’s death and hidden it in Axum that was part of his kingdom… Zionist authorities are actually taking steps in that regards, in 2009 Patriarch for their church Abune Paulos announced during his visit to Pope Benedict XVI at the Vatican that they had the Arc in Ethiopia and that they are working on revealing the Arc to the public, then Masonic and Zionist influence intervened to insure that the Arc was relocated to Israel once the Temple of Solomon was rebuilt, but for some unknown reason the Patriarch and the Ethiopian prime minister were eliminated in mysterious circumstances after their public announcements… they must be trying to get their hands on the Arc, if they did not get it already”

  Hawjan and Binyameen’s discussion painted the full picture that uncovers the mystery of the Arc of Covenant, that picture needed to shed light on both human and jinn sides to be revealed… Hawjan con
cluded:

  “My grandfather’s statue has this engravement (The arc will till the end of times be guarded by the son of man and the son of jinn)”

  “The verse did mention an Efreet of jinn and the man with the knowledge of the book, can that be your grandfather Hanaeel and the master builder of the Temple Hiram Abiff? Is that why one of the Temple’s towers are is called the Tower of Hananeel? And if the Arc dose exist, then what prevents the Zionists from accruing it? No no, there is no way they already have it, that would be a disaster by scales, Zionism and Misoneism will regain its full power, strength, and reputation that had receded even amongst its ranks… not only that, but what if the Arc contained even more scientific discoveries? The Zionists and Freemasons were able to rebuild existence with what little crumbs of science they were able to recover from underneath the ruins of the Temple, imagine what the what they would do with actual Arc and the secrets it contains! We must get to the Arc before they do, we must prevent them from ever having it”

  Although the discussion was intriguing Husam and Eyad, yet the latter objected:

  “Now I know for a fact that you are a lunatic! Your lunacy led us here to this remote island and instead to finding a way put of here you brag about challenging the Freemasons!”

  Binyameen thought silently for a moment then addressed Eyad in a strict voice:

  “Mr. Eyad, What does the future of Jumana mean to you? Would you be happy for her to live in a world controlled by a bunch of devils? If you care about her future, I care about the future of eight billion people, I will never give up on fulfilling the promise I gave to my mother before she died until I give up my last breath”

  Binyameen’s tone was enough to bring everyone onboard with that same promise, Husam assuringly said:

  “Binyameen, you are not the only one who would give up their lives for humanity, but before we do, we will need to find a way out of this mess!”

  “We have got a few moments before the Israeli forces get here, I never expected Hawjan to destroy the fighter, as it exploded, so will the Israeli government and ministry of defense, they will storm here in rage before a political crisis ignites between Israel, America and Saudi Arabia”

  “What does the America have to do with this?”

  “Hawjan destroyed their most furious fighter with ease, this will plummet its value and that my friend will drive the Americans mad”

  Eyad exhaled with growing pain as the painkillers’ affects started to ware off:

  “And why don’t we hide on the island instead to waiting for them to arrive?”

  “The Israelis have filled its sand with landmines before they evacuated it, but everything has changed with Hawjan here… I am contemplating a few plans… for starters, you all have to die for some time!”

  *****

  It is hard to find the words to describe how safe Mansour, Sawsan, Maram and Jumana felt when they set foot on their nation’s soil… even if that soil was a small plot on Franklin Roosevelt Avenue in the heart of Brussels that represented Saudi Arabia’s Embassy in Belgium. The Saudi Ambassador welcomed Mr. Mansour Al-Zaidi as he would a brother, they all sat in the Ambassador’s office including Jumara and Elyaseen who were back in the jinn realm after getting exhausted of forming amongst humans. The Ambassador addressed them with curiosity filled with anxiety:

  “Thank God you are safe, we were all worried when we heard the news of the explosion at the Champs Elysees and that there were Saudi casualties”

  Mansour who had thrown his weight onto the chair next to the Ambassador’s desk while lowering his head to open up the pathways for his lungs breath:

  “Thank God that they had announced the casualties’ names after I had found Sawsan, I would have had a stroke if I’d believed the news!”

  “What’s important is that you are fine now, in a few moments I will call his excellency the minister and let him know that you are safe, then we will issue you new passports for Sawsan, Maram and Jumana and finalize the preparations for your trip back home… but do you have any news regarding Eyad and Husam?”

  “Unfortunately, Eyad and Husam have been abducted, and all the evidence point to the fact that they are now in Israel”

  “That is unacceptable!! I will inform his excellency at once!”

  “Your excellency, I must let you know”

  Said Sawsan who had started exciting her plan for saving her husband:

  “The news regarding the explosion spread through the internet , everyone thought we were amongst the casualties, especially after we stopped all our social media presence after we had been heavily present during Husam’s exhibition… but I went onto my twitter account today and sent out my first message since the bombing”

  She pulled out the phone she got when she arrived in Belgium and opened the message that had exploded across all social media platforms:

  “The bombing at the Champs Elysees was a conspiracy, Eyad and Husam have been abducted to Israel! Please #SaveHusanAndEyad”

  *****

  The night’s vail burned over the island of Tiran, shattered by the tens of shining spotlights that looked like meteors cutting through the Red Sea’s waters towards the point where Binyameen’s digital eye’s signal was detected. The solders of the Israeli special forces jumped out of their armored boats to surround the area, leading them was one of the most ruthless ex-military and a current member of the Knesset and Future Israel, and the most envies of Binyameen… Danny Danon.

  Binyameen was on his knees next to the two capsules that had expelled Eyad and Husam’s bodies mixing their blood with the beach’s sand and waves, the solders surrounded them, they pointed their spotlights and machineguns at their faces and made way to Danny to reach his target… he bent one of his knees and brought his face close to Binyameen’s as he said in a mocking tone:

  “I thought you had followed your traitorous mother, but you are still alive… unluckily for you”

  “You saw everything! They are coming! Premuda is but the beginning… the beginning of the end”

  Binyameen was rambling those incoherent sentences, Danny did not give it much attention as he turned towards Eyad and Husam.

  “You have lost your mind; I do not blame you for losing is as you did your two dolls that we were performing your stupid SciFi experiments on!”

  “They all died… he killed them all!”

  “Listen Binyameen, we all know that I get everything your bionic eye transmits! Stop playing the fool! The footage of you fighting with an invisible freak, and the battle between you two that supposedly killed the two Arabs… you want me to believe that? I am sure that you are pulling off another one of your tricks to fabricate that scene and transmit it through your eye!”

  “And you think I can fabricate two bodies that you now see with your two eyes?! Leave them here, they are no longer useful, here I am in your grip, take me to leadership, there is important information that I must present to everyone!”

  Danny gestured to one of his solders who in turn went to feel Husam and Eyad’s pulse, he removed his glove and pressed with his pointing finger on their necks, then shook his head left and right announcing that they were indeed died…

  “OK then… no harm in making sure, in fact I only trust my bullets”

  Danny said as he heavily steeped towards the two capsules… he never suspected that Husam could drop his heartbeat to just a few beats per minute, and that Hawjan has done the same to Eyad’s heart as he possessed him and controlled his muscles and nerves, yet that plan did not bold well with his intuition; so he pushed his machinegun against Husam’s forehead… and the race started! A race between Danny’s trigger finger and Husam’s fest that grabbed the machinegun’s barrel, and Binyameen who stacked with all his might… And Danny’s finger won! The bullet stormed out, but it missed Husam and dove deep into Binyameen’s gut, then Husam and Eyad jumped to their feet, more accurately Hawjan who was controlling Eyad’s body, they engaged Danny and his solders in a desperate attack that th
e bullets ended promptly.

  Danny moved towards Binyameen who had started to lose his consciousness as a result of his pain and lost blood, he raised him aggressively by the throat and looked with half a smile into his bionic eye:

  “Wait wait my friend, I don’t want you to die yet; did you forget that you owe me an electronic ash tray? Come on freak, record your last moments, I want you to enjoy my face before you pass my kisses to your mother in hell”

  Binyameen gathered his last breaths, coughing half of them with blood as he replied:

  “You are committing the biggest mistake in your life! I must meet your Masonic masters; I now know everything!”

  As Danny held Binyameen’s throat in his right grip, he pulled out his bionic eye with his left, then kicked him with all his strength where the bullet had struck his gut, Binyameen screamed and a vail came over his consciousness… and over that hellish night.

  (7)

  Knight amongst Pawns

  E ach of us has two eyes…

  They rejoice, sob, rage, whisper, scream, bleed tears, sing and sparkle.

  Two mirrors of our soul, ambassadors of our hearts… their mission only ends when its shine does.

  However…

  Some of us force them to live despite them fading, ignites them despite their lack of spark.

  Nine years old, never saw light save for in his mother’s arms, each of them forces joy into the other’s life. He’s always laughing, jumping, running and competing with those with sight, he only differs by the sound he makes while running eliminating the path in his mind along with the echoes of his reckless steps that had covered his face with bruises.

  He sat across her challenging, his toes brushed over the carpet’s wool as he swung them back and forth while concentrating his thoughts on winning this game of chess, his mother was a pro who had inherited her metal chess set along with her skills from her father who had escaped the Nazi hell to the American hope; she did not go easy on her blind child this time, she knows that his drifting dim grey eyes did not see the chess table, but his mind detailed the battle completely, she taught him how to calculate the locations of the armies by their coordinates, he had recreated all of them as he squeezed them with his fingers, he reached out to the black knight whom he remembers his location by heart, and threw his knockout by surrounding the king: