Leaving behind the mystical angle door with all its randomness and entropy points, he entered through a corridor decorated with gilded Ottoman lines, towards a large hall strewn with old-style chairs and tables, a water fountain in the middle of the hall, whose streaks dared scratch the terror of silence in the place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The servant asked them to sit down, speaking in Turkish: Take a seat please, I will inform Sheikh Haqqan of your presence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Days after his arrival in Jerusalem, and the disappearance of Mousa, the relationship between Karim Al-Sufi and Robert was strengthened, Karim wanted to lure him to Istanbul, and Robert wanted to lure him to invite him, the task was easy, as the two parties have the same goal, with complete ignorance of each party’s intentions, while the game was exposed to players at the higher level.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ozcan’s instructions to Ruslan are clear, you have to seek the help of Sheikh Haqqan, and cooperate together, just one blow you will not be able to do anything else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And Alex’s instructions to Robert are unmistakable, go along with them, we want to know all their relations, and get to the precious catch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Keeping his eyes on his grandfather’s revenge, he did not hesitate for a moment when she offered him to come here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Servant: Please, Sheikh Haqqan is waiting for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In an adjoining room, he sat on a rug barely shielding him from the cold cement floor, many mirrors on the walls, some of them are dirty, parts lit very brightly, while other parts dimly, a broken lamp, flickering to varying degrees, some walls painted in contrasting colors of paint, uncomfortable to the eye, cold air comes from somewhere, it looks like an air conditioner under the cement floor, although it looked messy, neglected, but he had a feeling that someone deliberately made the visitor here, feel disturbed throughout his stay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A man in his seventies, with a long beard white as snow, slender in body and face, with black eyes, white skin, in a patchwork dress, wears a green bracelet on his wrist, engraved with symbols that do not seem to mean anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A huge contradiction, as if they moved from the neighborhood of palaces, where the elite of the people, to the neighborhood of the destitute poor, separated by only one door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Welcome, have a seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He turned around! No place to sit, he did what Ruslan did, he came back to the corner of the opposite room, and they sat on the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The servant came forward, took a few crumbs of bread and an empty glass of milk before him, and went out without saying a word, shutting the door behind him silently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Haqqan: I was told that you are interested in us, in the paranormalities of our customs?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Robert: Yes sir, I have seen some videos and read some articles on a website, I would like to know more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-Why are you interested?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He stammered for a moment, straightened his seat as the ground was cold: Sir, it is a strange thing, just curiosity perhaps.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Sheikh stood on his feet, crossed his arms behind his back, and walked toward the wall to his right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then… he disappeared!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just like that, he no longer had a trace, as if he was not here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He jumped from his place, wanted to stand or escape perhaps, barely managed to move half of his body, Ruslan put his hand on him, and pointed to him with his head to sit down again, and calm down, there is no need to panic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Moments later, the sound of the door being opened, then the sound of footsteps, then a silhouette walking next to them, returned to his place and sat exactly where he was, as if time had gone back, and had not disappeared, he did not feel him returning to his seat, amazed at what he had just seen!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Haqqan: Is that enough to satisfy your curiosity?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Robert, with a trembling voice, and a confused mind: How did this happen! How do you speak now without moving your lips!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Repeated the question: Is it enough to satisfy your curiosity?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He knew he had to answer: No, I want more, but I want to understand how…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Suddenly! He is no longer in the room! He did not move this time, he disappeared again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He felt dizzy, almost fainted, then was brought back to consciousness by the sound of the door being opened again, the servant entered, “he is outside waiting for you”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Back in the hall where they were, his feet were barely carrying him, he wished Alex had given him a little spy cam, or even a tape recorder, anything, but she refused, said these people are smart, we do not want to risk searching you, but no one has yet searched him, or shown him any suspicion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-At least her eyes follow me, she knows where I am, she said, I will be there, around you, we will all be with you, do not worry, have some courage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the hall, Sheikh Haqqan sat on a chair in front of him, a small table with crumbs of bread on it and a glass of milk which was full this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He grabbed a piece of bread, dipped it in milk, and pointed it at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Robert got closer took it from him, and without hesitation put it in his mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-No, it is not a magical bread, nor milk from heaven, you will not enter through this wall after you have eaten it, Sheikh Haqqan has told them to sit down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He added: It is nothing more than bread and milk. The servant bought them from the nearby store. Do you want more?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-No, thank you, sir.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-Zero or one, Robert, the binary system in computers is the answer to all your questions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Robert looked stunned! The last thing he expected was that this cleric would start talking about the automated account!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-You are a university student, smart, and you know well that any computer understands only zero and one, its native language, and all that has been built of systems, programming languages, and technical revolution, are walls built on a foundation in which there is only zero and one, the computer understands nothing else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In fact, zero and one, do not mean numbers in themselves, numbers are just a metaphor, you can call them five and six, or four and nine! As you like, nothing will change, because the original principle is an action and its opposite, on and off, and the computer makers have decided that the on is one, and the off is zero.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He added: I am not well versed in your academic fields, but I know that the original computer software runs on the electrical circuit system, and its makers decided to consider the arrival of the signal to the CPU as the operating state of one, and its non-arrival as the zero state.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It is the same principle that humans have worked with throughout their history. The peasant in ancient Egypt would put a piece of wood at the branch of his waterwheel from the river, then raise it to allow water to enter the earth, and close it to prevent it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This door uses the same principle, open and close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In electrical circuits, the computer’s central processing unit, the one is the arrival of the signal, the door is open, the zero is the signal is not received, the door is closed. When we say zero one zero, that means close, open, close<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Computer systems, software, modern technologies, everything, were built on a very simple innate principle, turn on or off, one or zero, there or not, nothing else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The most important questions are why, and how!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Why, when humans decided to make this technological revolution, did they not find an alternative idea for this principle?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He took out a memory card in his hand: Wow, this simple principle, on which the entire tech revolution has been built around you, virtual worlds, applications, and videos, are all contained in this card, which is not even the size of my fingernail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No, we are not on a memory card, that is not what I am saying, I know it is starting to cross your mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But we simulate ourselves; humans only find zero and one, because they simulate themselves, their reality, and the world around them. This world around you as you see is all based on two things that have no third, existing and non-existent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And the next question you have to ask yourself:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Was I really in that room, and disappeared, or was I not in it and appeared?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There is no magic or paranormal in everything you have just seen; it is just an old trick, developed by some professionals, the first time there was not a wall, Robert, your mind just blew it, because the room’s architect designed it for that purpose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When I crossed that line, where your mind imagined the wall over it, it had to complete the logical picture, by my disappearance. Simply making this old man, invisible, to complete the logical picture it wanted, what is behind the wall, it is invisible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
the second time, I was not there, I did not come back to the room by the door; when you heard the sound of the door, your mind assumed it was open, and wanted me in as soon as it heard footsteps, then it heard my voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Did not you ask yourself; how did the servant open the door and invite you to come here, and I am supposed to have opened it beforehand and went back to the room through it!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pointing to the servant with his head, he walked towards Robert, holding a tablet, he played a video clip, a camera installed in the corner of the room where they were. Sheikh Haqqan stood, crossed a line on the ground, and remained visible behind it! He did not go anywhere, then walked around the open wall behind it, turned and went, then the sound of a door opening, and nothing happened after that! Except for the voice of Sheikh Haqqan asking him, are you satisfied? Then the door opened, and the servant asked them to come out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The video is over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Sheikh continued: This room was designed by the greatest pranksters in Turkey and perhaps the world, the walls, the colors, the lines, the sound systems, the place where I sat, everything is designed so that whoever enters the first time thinks that there is a wall, they created the illusion in the room and left the rest of the task for your brain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do you know what would have kept you from falling for this hoax?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He answered himself: if you came by chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If you came by chance, without looking for us, without preparing yourself and your mind; Because you came here to see supernatural things, perhaps they would not have worked for you, but you came with your mind prepared in advance for deception.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
How do you think that Pharaoh’s magicians were able to charm people’s eyes and made them see ropes and sticks, as snakes running through the ground?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Like this, Robert; they threw it into an environment and a medium that made people’s minds assume that logic is the presence of snakes in it, and for the similarity between ropes and sticks, their minds assumed that these were snakes, they wanted to complete the logical scene, or perhaps they made people got used to the presence of real snakes in that place, so their minds wanted to complete the scene. The goal is not to overburden themselves with details and focus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But when the Prophet of God, Moses, threw his stick and ate their ropes and sticks, the magicians fell down in prostration, and said, “We believe in the God of Moses, for this is not magic that we know, nor is it an illusion of our minds as his snake reacted physically with its surroundings.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He pointed to the servant with his head again, came towards him with a thin sword, put it in his mouth, pierced the inside of his cheek outwards, then pulled it, and returned the sword to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-No, it is not a hoax, it is a fact, there are no vital organs in the cheek, I will not die for this, it is all about pain, and my mind knows very well that it has to disable the pain now and not transmit its nerve signals because I want to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He looked at him, smiled: I had some understandings with it about some issues.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now he is starting to speak just like a Mousa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He placed a handkerchief on his cheek that sucked up the drops of blood. He said: it will recover quickly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He continued his speech: If pain is the one, then no pain is zero, and just as there is illusory pain, there is no illusory pain, and in fact, I do not know, whether I suffered and my mind delusion of no pain, or does it not really exist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pointing at him with a handkerchief, with a red spot on it, he said, I do not know either, if this blood does not exist, and my mind delusions its existence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The old man looked straight into his eyes: What if everything around us was a big room, like that room, Robert?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A box, call it the box of the world, is designed by a single engineer, there is something of it inside us, so we are emulating it, one way or another continuing to mimic its style, on a smaller scale. It is like we are looking for it by imitating it or tracking it. Something inside us that causes us to find it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What if none of this existed, just you and nothing else in this world, you were in a vacuum, infinite, and everything around you was an illusion created by your mind, only for your amusement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As for the only thing that can detect this illusion, it is the snake of the Prophet of God Moses, do you know why? Because it killed, it took away life, because death is the second of the two infinite truths in this box, one and zero, life and death, nothing in between.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His mind was confused, some headache and numbness in his head, a blurred look in his eyes! He looked away, then looked back to the sheikh, still sitting in his place, motionless, with the same appearance and dress, but something on his face changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
-Grandpa! Is this you?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Grandpa, what are you doing here?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then he felt something in his chest, stomach, wanting to vomit. He ran towards the fountain, he vomited in it, then he stretched his hand back, shook it, no one put any tissue in it, he shook it more, he said: I want a tissue, please. With no answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He washed in its water, turned on his head, it was like the whole world is wrapped around him, turned back, there was no one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
With a blurry look, he started groping in the hall, calling, Ruslan, Ruslan, but with no answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He ran out to the door, out into the street, breathed in the air, looked around, across the alley, into the main street, the city as bustling as it was before he entered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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