love (the many splendored thing)
the creation was flawed at first, but soon the passion was realized, whole and true. the garden was bent to the will of an inanimate creator, though animals and plants grew to abundant levels of understanding, and perfection was thought to be met. this was the simplistic end to it, existence beginning, right? then the human species singled themselves out to savor and relish this cursed gift of insight, or perhaps self-awareness would be more appropriate to use as a term. the creatures united to get away from the echelon of a restricted god-form materialized, and new worlds were founded from this freedom pursuit dedicated to finding a livelihood. the animated forms play upon the creative urge, the particle world grows larger, and though squeezed together, the resistance relies too much on the degree of the habitual. it sloshes around in this querying container of blood, in a different section
Posted by flux-you-in-the-teeth on February 14th, 2008 in a for Anagogy.... You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.