The Origin Of Sin Part 2

Let Me Paint The Scene

Eve wandering through 

the garden of Eden

Happily content

Meanwhile her brief

Encounter with God

has him thinking

“What have I done?”

Created somebody

Who can think and

Ask questions?

Is she Alia?

(a character from an

as-to-yet-be-written-book)

[Book? What is?]? God’s

Challenge is that he’s

Created creatures

From the beginning

No memories, everything’s

New. An experience

To be experienced

Back to Eve, who wanders

Blissfully ignorant of the comparison

To Alia, the cold who whilst in the womb

Had unleashed on her the memories

Knowledge and wisdom of generations

Of women before her. No Eve was not Alia.

Eve is a fresh creation. The world is new to her

The sights, the sounds, the colours. Note-to-self

Ask God if he’s named everything? If so, how?

Where does he find the basics of language?

Will he share those with Adam and her?

Not complaining, God. These are important tools

In the Garden, where all things dwell

Animals have not yet learned that some

Do not get on; so for the moment

All is peaceful, safe - a glorious state of being

God, meanwhile ponders. Are his levels of tolerance

Being tested? Not a biggie; it is something to be aware of

Evening falls on Eden on the fifth (or sixth) day

Then night, illuminated by stars falls softly

God saw it. God said. “All is good”

In his mind, however, he wonders

“What next is Eve going to say?”

He shakes his mighty head and welcomes the rest

Eve over the next few days explores her environment

Decides on a policy: if it looks scary or threatening? Avoid it!

The beginning of her reasoning abilities. Nights she shares with Adam

He’s warm to cuddle when the temperature drops. Reasoning becomes behaviour

Apart from shared nights each explores their environment singly

They attempt to share experiences when they meet at night

Try as they might, finding the words, the language structure

Is difficult. Undaunted, they try means and ways of expressing

A question lay unanswered in Eve’s developing mind. “Why are we here?”

What is their purpose? To reproduce, obviously. Was that it; f*ck like bunnies?

There has to be more! Apart from Adam, there’s no one to communicate with

She can’t decide or make out what he’s thinking. It’s a lonely existence

(to be continued)