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| Building Towers....Our conception futile and our Grace replete. |
Adam and Eve...
They were masters of their apparent and God's created world. Their power extended to that world. It was unique and solitary, and limited by necessity. One might even argue, limited, in their favor or for their protection. In this all was good. Man had balance and God had creation. No abjection and no struggle.
And this was the possibility of planet earth, of mankind. This was the possibility of a world that did not know Sade's "universe of mistrust", or the terror of religious extremism, genocide, or mass shootings. This was the possibility of endless morning ( the negation of
This world was limitless and primed for an explosion. Without any real knowledge of what we wanted we began to search for the fuse. It was dangerous and explosive because the possibility of exposure, and incendiary material was compelling. So we began to chase dreams in all of their misleading glory. Like children chase ice cream trucks down summer roads unaware of the earth melting beneath their feet.
And so we sought the unique and solitary power that was God's. We began to build him in the very image of ourselves. We created and assigned with immunity, perceived because we were masters of this world. We began the task of working with perceptions and assigning form to formlessness. We began with assigning characteristics to the imperceptible and building towers to the sky in hopes that we may catch sight of this being. After all we were unique and solitary, given power to create and destroy, and willing to take step after relentless step into the void.
It was only in the end that we found our foundation to be lacking.
Our conception futile and our Grace replete.
