Zero second: A journey between flesh and spirit

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❖MATURE SPIRITUAL WORK (+21)

The content of this book is a mature spiritual work. It contains sensual,

philosophical, erotica, and sacred elements expressed through poetic

narrative.Intended for adult readers, its portrayal of sexuality is not

ornamental—it’s a portal.

A gate, direct to the Light. A threshold into remembrance, and an invitation

back to the forgotten sanctity of the body.

Reader discretion and open-hearted presence are advised.ZERO SECOND

❖ PREFACE

Hamid Kiani, the author of this book, is an Iranian-Canadian writer. While

his native language is Farsi (Persian)—which helps him drive metaphors of

love, longing, and mystic knowing deeper than logic—this narrative was

born bilingual: Persian – English.

Therefore, the English and Persian versions are not literal translations but

"siblings," each with its own soul. They do not seek to instruct or explain,

but to awaken memory. Their values, semantic core, and intuitive load

remain identical. Whether read in Persian or English, these narratives act

as mirrors to reflect the light, guiding the reader toward the core of the

book through different layers of narrative.

> "The mirror won’t show you anything by itself;

> It is yours, to see the truth within it."

❖ INTRODUCTION

Monologue by the Author

I am not a messenger, a coach, or a motivational speaker. I am neither a

prophet, nor a preacher, nor a master of the unseen. I am just someone like

you. What I have written is not new; it could be your story, too.

Even if we have forgotten, forgetting changes nothing. But remembering

can. I am simply one who remembered when the light whispered into form,

bearing witness to the oneness of the Creator, who willed the word "To Be"

as the reason for creation.

This book is for those who have seen how light has been branded, how love

was turned into a market of power, and how pleasure was taxed by priests.

This is not about sin or salvation. It is about Return. To what came before

law, before doctrine, and before the gatekeepers of the Divine built fences

around the Light and called it "mine."ZERO SECOND

❖PROLOGUE

The Inverse Genesis

Subverting Mythic and Scriptural Form

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was 'Iran.'

Then, they turned the Word inside out, and from its hollowed womb,

'NARI-STAN' was born.

They shackled the sun and buried the moon in the well of judgment.

They said: 'Woman is but a crooked rib.'

But we saw that this crooked rib is the bow that fires the arrow of

liberation into the heart of the night.

In NARI-STAN, everything is mirrored and warped:

Here, love is christened 'Sin,' and hatred is hailed as 'Divine Devotion.'

We have come to shred this blackened calendar

❖ FORWARD

Power and Grace

On the Two Energies; In the vast expanse of the cosmos, two fundamental

energies dance in eternal embrace. These are not mere forces; they are the

very breath of existence, the pulse of the Inter-Universal Consciousness (T-

Consciousness).

The first is the Masculine Energy: the spark of initiation, the drive to create,

to protect, and to manifest. It is the sun’s radiance, the mountain’s

steadiness, and the warrior’s resolve.

The second is the Feminine Energy: the flow of intuition, the embrace of

nurturing, the wisdom of receiving, and the power of transformation. It is

the moon’s reflection, the river’s grace, and the mother’s unconditional

love.

Neither is superior; both are essential. Like the inhale and exhale, they

sustain the rhythm of life. When they align, when the masculine honors theZERO SECOND

feminine and the feminine empowers the masculine, a sacred harmony is

birthed—a bridge between the earthly and the divine.

To understand these energies is to understand the language of the soul. It is

to recognize the dance within ourselves and in every connection we weave.

For in the union of these two, we find the reflection of the One.

❖ PREFACE

The Decree of Defiance

Subverting Legalistic and Clerical Form

The Mandate of Forbidden Truth:

Let it be known that in the realm of NARI-STAN, every breath of freedom is

a felony, and every body that moves to its own rhythm is an insurgent.

Here, in defiance of all 'pious' custom, we hereby decree:

That there is no veil more absolute than 'insight,' and no ritual washing can

cleanse the stain of a history forced upon us, save for the waters of

rebellion.

If NARI-STAN is the ancestral house of demons, then we take refuge in the

flame—not to burn out, but to forge a world where a 'Woman' is not a

transaction, but the very Architect of Meaning.

Consider this manual a guide to getting lost in the wilderness that leads to

an earthly salvation.

The Mirror of the Soul

You are the witness.

The one who looks,

and the one who is seen.

In this first gaze,

strip away the names.

Forget the roles.

Let the silence speak.

The body is not a shell;

it is the temple of remembrance.

Every touch,

a prayer.

Every breath,ZERO SECOND

an invocation.

Look into the mirror of the other.

Do not seek a reflection of your ego.

Seek the light that burns

behind the iris.

This is where the journey begins.

At the zero second.

Before the thought becomes a word.

Before the desire becomes an act.

Pure.

Being.

❖ FORWARD

TO BE OR NOT TO BE

This book is an intuitive narrative testimony. It is a witnessed unfolding

between sense and certainty,

shadow and light,

on the edge of ruin and release.

Without the insistence to preach,

it simply tries to open a passage.

It is not written to proselytize,

but to share the stillness

between steps.

It does not impose,

nor does it seek,

to bolden any singular path.

This book isn’t asking you to believe.

It’s just inviting you to remember.

It calls upon all open minds, in the name of Love, to join a journey of

awakening. It invites you to contemplate:

Verity, Fake, Reality,

Illusory and Truth;

Faith, Deceit, Doubt,

Hesitancy and Belief;ZERO SECOND

Darkness,

Shadow,

Awareness and Light;

Lust,

Instinct,

Carnality,

Affection and Love;

Sin, Transgression,

Holiness and Sanctity;

Fairness,

Expectation,

Right,

Cruelty and Justice;

Predestination,

Fate and Destiny;

Inertia,

Consequence,

Sequel and Will;

Demand, Desire, Volition, Orison and Prayer.

As companions of the presence, we face the many faces of one mystery

across the thresholds of birth, life, and death

—moving toward the breathless moment before identity.

To the ache before form, the touch before sense, the tear

before fear, the knowing

before understanding,

the remembering before happening.

Before memory carved itself into flesh. Before language emerged.

Before hypocrisy was named honesty.

Before shame covered sacredness.

Before shadow claimed the light.

Before truth was killed and hidden by denial.

And never forget!

This book is for those who have loved and continue to love.

For those who were never told “enough”;

Or say "It was too much."ZERO SECOND

For those who touched someone in pure love and were punished for it. For

those who were never told that God is not just watching—but feeling.

It is for the broken hearts,

for the bold eyes, and the secretly burning minds.

It is for the ones who know that climax can be prayer,

if it happens in the wetness of the consent of love.

It is for those who know that the truth of creation is greater than the

religious merchandisers who have edited hundreds of thousands of pages

across thousands of creeds...

In the Zero Second,

time and space cease to exist as we know them. It is the moment of pure

awareness, free from the shackles of dogma and pre-conditioned beliefs.

All the universe is structured on one Will, and the only law is:

“I will be who I am meant to be.”

I am deeply determined that the entire reason for creation is Love.

The sole Creator of the universe has no partner, neither in lust nor in

orgasm;

And though the Creator is self-sufficient

and does not need the pleasure of loving, But;

He loves the beautiful relations of couples.

If your love is real,

pure, and timeless,

with no shadow cast,

what you give returns multiplied,

back to you.

So,

come naked.

Not just of clothing—but of fear. Of shame. Of identity;

In this nakedness,

let us be who we were meant to be.

Then;

It is a return—before identity, before memory carved itself into flesh,

before language named the light and shame covered skin—to the

breathless moment.

Return to Zero Second.ZERO SECOND

To the split.

To remember,

by promising yourself;

To welcome the light. To hear this testimony: the traces of a man who died

without dying and was born without birth.

And you—the reader of this testimony—are not here to witness it

passively.

You are here to breathe with the light.

To tremble as it did.

To find the power of thyself. To scream where it was silenced.

To find the truth;

Between information and wisdom,

between darkness and light,

between shadow and soul,

between memory and memories,

between truth and reality, between fairness and justice,

between pain and pleasure,

between desire and promise, between guilt and innocence,

between wrong and right,

between destiny and mystery...

Between you and Thou.

To forgive,

to pardon, to be forgiven.

To receive mercy.

To be satisfied.

To return to your own light

in the Zero Second;

Between willing and being,

when you split your breath…

And never forget:

Creation emerged because of love.

The universe is structured entirely in love.

And Love is the ultimate enthusiasm of life.

I was the light;ZERO SECOND

All of me was lighting me.

But, I was nothing,

and then I became everything

—the One.

Oneness and complete unity.

I felt as if I experienced all events that had not yet happened.

Nothing existed except one thing:

The pleasure of flirting?

No, it cannot be just that.

I was full of desire and connection,

with a plan for every moment.

But how could I experience that alone

while tied to Oneness without an equal?

Then; I expanded.

I opened up so thin that I was ready to find myself torn apart

—but no, it is impossible.

So I willed to create what I love,

what I should.

And my will was fulfilled.

Oh, … what pleasure that experience was!

I gathered with

all my being to sense,

to have,

to taste the peak of that beautiful lust.

And that explosion became my orgasm,

and my will came true.

From the eternal end to the eternal nothingness,

existence expanded.

Then;

If you are not bound,

by the "studio-type"

On spiritual matters,

and do not judge before finding the signs;

And,

only, if you do not chain principles and wisdom to the words of ancestors;ZERO SECOND

put aside any prejudices and superstitions about creation,

the Creator, and the hereafter.

And be ready as an observer,

to read this with an open mind.

Perhaps,

if you allow it,

this story

—whether from intuition or imagination

—will not simply entertain you,

but infuse you.

Then;

If you feel your heart tighten,

if your cheek is stained warm,

if your smile turns bittersweet,

or if something in your chest stirs...

It means the story has recognized you.

And you may no longer be the same person you were before.

Because;

Truth does not need belief.

And if it does,

then do not resist.

Promise yourself to stay with your own light.

To record what happens when silence finally breaks

—not into words, but into truth.

Even if things happened wrong,

you swore an oath.

So even if you broke, never be disappointed.

Remember: if you lose hope,ZERO SECOND

you will never reach your expectations.

Then;

Stand up and rebuild yourself into freedom.

Don't be shy.

Forgive yourself

and cry without apology.

Be hopeful.

There is always still time.

There is still breath.

You don’t need others to save you.

You just need witnessing and the will to Be.

So;

When you find your truth,

fall deeply into it.

Feel what it is like to be kissed by God.

Before your name,

before your shame,

before everything

—when you were light.

When you were loved one.

You Came from the inheritor of love.

And be sure;

The Light does not ask for ritual.

It asks for permission.

Not from priests.

Not from prophets.

Only from within you.

And the light never fades.ZERO SECOND

❖ ZERO SECOND AT A GLANCE

The Whisper

In the beginning, before the "begun" had even begun.

There was no light.

No darkness either.

No beginning.

No end.

Only I—

without "me."

Nothing “mine”

Suspended where time turns its face and forgets itself,

where the skin of reality peels away

like old bark from a tree.

I was not born.

Not yet.

Not truly.

This is the moment

before the clock began ticking.

The sacred breath before the first cry.

At the moment you may call:

Zero Second.

My story began

—when there was no beginning.

When Nothing was everything.

No light.

No darkness.

No shadow.

No movement.

No sound.

No determinism, no contradiction, no conflict, no fact, no difference.

When Nowhere was everywhere.

At Eternal Infinity:ZERO SECOND

Nothing surrounded by the spatial,

Nothing limited by the temporal.

No falling,

no ascending.

No emotion.

Nothing against,

nothing accompanying.

Existence was created by Light.

From the light. Over the light.

When reality unfolded—

not as matter,

but as Meaning.

When eternity formed and expanded into Infinity,

when Infinity began

and bent over toward eternity to end,

all in the same moment,

at ZERO SECOND.

And I found myself still there.

Not from the outside.

Not as a witness.

Not as a voice.

Not as an audience.

But;

As a Holy Whole.

As a holy word.

As a holy will.

I was,

I will, To be,

as: "I am who I am."

To remind,

to narrate,

to testify, to mention:

All the reason for creation is LOVE!ZERO SECOND

And the light;

Descended from unity,

into diversity.

Not scattered.

Not spilled.

Not by chance.

But by Love.

Love brought contrast.

And contrast was set free.

With the appearance of love,

even shadows

became lovers of Light.

The arrow of time,

took aim

—across the horizon

of eternity.

In this revelation of Love,

every speck of existence

became not just a sign

of Light’s presence—

but a witness

to knowing.

Every beam of Light

was both energy

and its translator.

Carrier of passion.

Bearer of wisdom.

Consciousness itself

—the mirror

of the mind of All.ZERO SECOND

With “Be”

—particles circled

a center of awareness.

And so,

it was.

The subatomic appeared:

electrons,

protons,

neutrons

—not just matter,

but messengers of Mercy.

And in the sacred dance of origin,

from energy,

matter unfolded.

And in matter

—the intention of the Divine Mind

left its print.

In water.

In clay.

In air.

In molecules.

In the strands of life.

In cells.

In atoms.

In dust,

in fire,

in thought.

—Consciousness resided.

Not explainable.

Not distortable.

But deeply felt.

Eternally real.

A presence…ZERO SECOND

Not bound by language or form,

not tied to time or place.

Not a closed book

—but the essence

of a growing wisdom.

Because;

When the light Will,

—said:

“To Be,”

every breath,

every moment,

every atom,…

whispered back:

“And it was.”

Each thing,

every shadow,

every silence—

bears that light

in its core.

The mystery of that first Word

was etched

in every cell.

And the Knowing

—it flows.

He declared:

“So glory be to the One

who placed in everything

a light,

that bows to Him.”

And the particlesZERO SECOND

—not just in patterns and laws,

but in chaos,

and longing—

in attraction,

and resistance—

began to praise.

And it was.

Life,

became meaning.

And Mercy

descended.

Not as a fall—

but as a blossoming.

The One expressed

in infinite forms,

through infinite possibility.

And I was there.

Just I;

Not "me,"

nothing "mine"

—except my Will.

And I willed “To Be”

.

Then I was,

pure,

sovereign,

untouched.

Not bound by cause.

Not surrounded by the spatial.

Not oppositional,

not temporal.ZERO SECOND

And that Will was me,

—and I was nothing.

I did not call a word,

but I became the word.

Not as a name.

Not as a self-manifestation.

Not as a command.

But as a Pure Will: "To Be."

And it happened;

Before time had begun,

before space had formed,

before distance existed,

before light was awareness.

At a moment of Zero Second.

An explosion of light unlike anything else.

The Big Bang happened.

Space, Galaxies, the Universe,

Stars, suns, the earth, skies, and planets…

Knowing Itself.

And existence was created; by Light.

From the light.

Over the light.

When reality unfolded—

not as matter,

but as Meaning.

When eternity formed

and expanded into Infinity,

when Infinity began

and bent over toward eternity to end,

all in the same moment,

at ZERO SECOND.

And I found myself still there.

Not from the outside.ZERO SECOND

Not as a witness.

Not as a voice.

Not as an audience.

But;

As a Holy Whole.

As a holy word.

As a holy will.

I was,

I will.

To be, as: "I am who I am."

To remind,

to narrate,

to testify,

to mention:

All the reason for creation is LOVE!

These words presented to you from “before the main contents” of my book's introduction

Hamid Kiani