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I wish it was the first point at that time, and it testifies that you have taken mirrors for yourselves and made them a balance to know the one without whom their realities and entities would not have been created. And you were extravagant in God's command, and you made your belief in Himself dependent on believing in the mirrors of the veiled. Woe to you, O group of the wrongdoers and the heedless! Where are the clear statements of the rule, and where are the elaborate arrangements, that the sun of glory is one of them after the completion of the first one and the appearance of the yoke of horizons, all the covenant of God, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him, which I formed with hypocrisy, and based on the arrangements and advice of God, Ra Faramush Namoudand. As if they took it in jest, so woe to them for what they committed by the face of God, the Most High, the Great.
“Glory be to You, O God, my God and my Beloved! It is You who by Your command the squeak of the pen of the Most High rose between the earth and the heavens, and with it You have decreed on the tablets what You have decreed with Your preserved knowledge and with Your predetermined decree, and with what You have established on the tablet, You manifest in creativity what is predestined by Your will and decreed by Your will. So, Oh my God, hear the call of this pen who is far from the shores of your nearness and encounter with you, and is afflicted among the fingertips of one of your most wretched creatures. By your glory, O my beloved! I am afraid of the power of your oppression and the affairs of your revenge. Then you witness my psychological turmoil, my heart trembles, and my body becomes confused with what you made me Oppressed by the fingertips of this polytheist who did not inhale the fragrances of fairness from the pleasure of your justice and gifts, and did not find the scents of perfume from the shirt of your grace and kindness.

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“Glory be to You, O God, my God and my Beloved! It is You who by Your command the squeak of the pen of the Most High rose between the earth and the heavens, and with it You have decreed on the tablets what You have decreed with Your preserved knowledge and with Your predetermined decree, and with what You have established on the tablet, You manifest in creativity what is predestined by Your will and decreed by Your will. So, Oh my God, hear the call of this pen who is far from the shores of your nearness and encounter with you, and is afflicted among the fingertips of one of your most wretched creatures. By your glory, O my beloved! I am afraid of the power of your oppression and the affairs of your revenge. Then you witness my psychological turmoil, my heart trembles, and my body becomes confused with what you made me Oppressed by the fingertips of this polytheist who did not inhale the fragrances of fairness from the pleasure of your justice and gifts, and did not find the scents of perfume from the shirt of your grace and kindness.