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Laranska The Anatomy of Fear: An Epic Novel by Munayem Mayenin, published by Imsonium Books, January 9, 2009, London, UK Title: Laranska The Anatomy of Fear (Laranska is a four-book novel: Laranska The Anatomy of Fear Laranska: The Rising Phoenix Laranska: The Onnead Laranska: The Laranska Symphony) Genre: Novel Author: Munayem Mayenin, London, United Kingdom ISBN: 978-1-4092-5627-4 Pages: 513 Price: £21.32 Publication: First Published, January 9 2009 Synopsis: Laranska is an epic novel, comprised of four books: Laranska: The Anatomy of Fear, Laranska: The Rising Phoenix, Laranska: The Onnead and Laranska: The Laranska Symphony. Laranska is an epic story of a people chronicling their journey to seek and achieve Laranska, where humanity is able to live and create the continuum of wonders of beauty and the spectrum of joys, pulsating the infinite Universe, resonating the wonders that Humanity is. Laranska is an epic and a poignant love story, almost mythical in scope, depth and breadth of Dr David Geoffrey Ramsden Racksobite and Dr Jennifer Isabel Pearl Armstrong who find that their destiny, love and struggles are inextricably linked with the destiny of their people; a destiny that encompasses so many people, so many stories and so much love, so much faith and so much courage spreading across times and geographies and their determined journey, both of life and love, continued in order for them and their people to come together to locate their Immisfree. Where to Buy: ========http://stores.lulu.com/munayemmayenin============= Author website: ==============http://www.munayemmayenin.co.uk========= Contact: =========editor at poetsletter dot com========== ===============Some Quotes from Laranska The Anatomy of Fear=================== =====================================1========================================== “----It is the system of living and the way of thinking, David. You show people a triangle and they only see a triangle in it. I would like people to look at a triangle and ask themselves: what can I make this triangle into? Then you undo the triangle and you are standing at the middle of an infinite circle; encircling the entire universe and everyone and everything and nothing in and on it. Suddenly, you realise that it is not an infinite circle, actually it is an infinite sphere and there you stand screaming: eureka! For now you realised the numbers of avenues leading to the infinite are infinite and their runs reaches the infinite. You tell yourself: infinite avenues, avenues infinite. Can you afford not to respond with the joy and awe of a child! But we live in a system that calculates probability with a 100 while it ought to be calculated with infinite.-----”================================================================= ========================================2======================================== “------I leave you with this, my dear fellow brothers and sisters: live like the bee, always being, always on your wings, on your motional chariot, floating on the wind, singing, creating, drinking the nectar of life: always making the flower dance and sing without tempering her. And remember live in a way so that you leave the earth like the way the moon sets down or the sun does: leave wonders, splendours and magic of your mind, of your soul, of your being a human, of your being part of humanity. Breathe love and have faith in humanity. Play the Universe into an infinite symphony and let yourself be played by the Universe into a resonating symphony in turn.------”============================== =======================================3========================================= “-----And now the universe will always have a two-piece heart.” She then kissed me and ran away. The kiss was probably the shortest, the most sudden kiss in the history of human kind but that was good enough for me for that kiss remained in my soul like that pebble half heart. That kiss was almost the silk cover for the pebble half heart to keep warm. In that kiss Jennifer formed an underground tube where an eternity bloomed, holding her and I together and nothing could separate us from that constant eternity garden of two pulsating, dysfunctional, disarrayed ionised hearts in that tube space for which I will still have to find and write a symphony.------“==================================================== ===================================4========================================= “-----I leave him with you David. Ithionia is much better a place now than what it was where my parents were. And I know of what you have been doing with your life. I feel proud of what you have done in Coldturkey or Larissan. May be, one day, Ithionia would be a Larissan and people will have a Festival for love and dance all day and all night and, that day, may there be, no box to box us in: may one day, there be an infinite box that encircles us all in a magical sphere of lights, knowledge and wisdom; feeding us oxygen of faith, of respect, of regard, of compassion, of care, of humanity, of love.------”==================== ========================================5===================================== “---------He feels the touch of a hand on his forehead; so soft a hand, so beautiful a hand, so peaceful a hand and so beautiful a touch, so beautiful a torch in so deep and so ever expanding darkness where he is sinking in deeper and deeper. He knows that touch. But he knows it is not true. He knows she is not here. She shall never come to see him! Kwami shall never come to see him! Why should she! What has he ever given her but loathing, hatred and contempt and yet, Kwami came to his aid! It is Kwami’s hand he last felt as he went into unconsciousness and it is only Kwami’s hand that he remembers of his old life! Her hand now scolds him and hits him but he still thinks of her hand, of her and, sighs. But he made no sound. His voice now was trapped inside the walls of his mind. No one was there. No one came to put on the lights. He felt scared. He felt like running away. He felt they were coming after him but he could not run as he realised his legs had been amputated. He could not see and he could not make any sound. Even though he was screaming he realised no one was going to hear him. He still carried on screaming: “Please, somebody, anybody, please, put on the lights.” His words broke out in the vast dark emptiness of his mind and echoed around the barren darkness where all he could feel was fear, a live and growing fear and helplessness! “Please, somebody, anybody, please, put on the lights.” He repeated what he was screaming out before in the desperate hope that somehow his voice would come back and someone, anyone, could hear him and put on the lights. It was so dark here, so viscous dark: all sticky and thick. But no one was there to put on the lights. No one was there to hear his screams. No one was there to speak to him or speak for him or hold his hands. Joana! He screamed. He was scared! It was too dark! They were hiding behind the dark. He knew now they all were waiting behind the dark to come after him as soon the darkness disappeared. But he hid in the dark. He decided not to make any noise anymore since he realised that the very darkness he was hiding in, had ears.---------”=========================================================================== ======================================Quotes used in this pack are copyrighted materials, part of Laranska The Anatomy of Fear by Munayem Mayenin, London, United Kingdom, 2009========================================================= ===================Other Published Imsonium Books By Munayem Mayenin============= United Colours of Blood (Screenplay) Prometheus and Orpheus (Sonnets) Illumine My Ithaca (Poetry) Indira's Heart: Prozzitry Collection Immonsima: Romantic Poetic Fiction Ink-Spring Ithaca Iguana (Poetry) A Traveller's Guide to Pollypsychophinadalium (Poetry) Neverbridge Stone Roses (Poetry) Dehumanisation of Humanity, Vol 1 (Philosophy) Poetry of Ruins and Rains (Poetry) Poetica Rainbow Ryder (Poetry) The Geography of Time (Poetry) The Son of Eternity (Poetry) Command the Moon (Poetry) =========================Relevant Websites======================================= ============http://www.munayemmayenin.co.uk============== ============http://stores.lulu.com/munayemmayenin======== ============http://www.imsoniumbooks.wordpress.com======= ============http://www.poetsletter.com=================== ============http://www.londonpoetryfestival.com========== ============http://www.myspace.com/munayemmayenin======== ============http://uk.youtube.com/MunayemMayenin======== ============http://mmayenin.wordpress.com=============== ============http://www.bebo.com/MunayemM================ ============http://en.netlog.com/mayeninmunayem=========

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