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And Adam Wept - March 1, 2005

 

 

Narration

And now Michael fixes his gaze onto the campsite

 

What does he see?

 

 

 

 

Scribe’s Spirit

Look

 

Look at the campsite with your 3rd eye

 

What do you see

 

 

 

 

Narration

And so I look

 

And I see the Earth in her natural beauty

 

The vegetation is green and lush and abundant

 

The planet is densely populated with the vegetation

 

The animals are there in abundance too

 

They are spread throughout the vegetation

 

They are spread throughout the planet

 

And I see man in the garden of Eden

 

And I see how happy he is, how content

 

How purposeful

 

He is cultivating a garden in the midst of this jungle

 

The garden is not as dense as the surrounding jungle

 

It is more beautiful in a civilized way

 

There are grassy areas and fountains

 

There is space

 

There is beauty

 

There is harmony and simple elegance

 

 

 

The garden is a work of art

 

And the man is justifiably proud of it

 

And is deeply satisfied

 

 

 

There are animals in the garden

 

They too are content

 

Life is calmer in the garden than it is in the jungle

 

They like it here
The fortunate few that are privileged to live in the garden

 

 

 

And I see the man’s children walking about in a purposeful manner

 

They are beautiful – his children

 

They are glorious young adults in their early twenties

 

They are magnificent and they are innocent
And they know what they are about

 

And they go about their work in calmness and confidence and surety

 

They have a great work to do

 

Cultivating this garden

 

Creating this beautiful oasis

 

Where Peace and harmony reign

 

And they are content and deeply satisfied

 

Satisfied to the very core of their being

 

With their life

 

 

 

And their beauty takes my breath away

 

Their youth and their beauty

 

They are as gods and goddesses

 

 

 

And they stop and look up

 

Up at the sky to the left

 

They are all stopped

 

They are all looking

 

And they see the asuras

 

These beings whom God has rejected

 

These beings who have rejected God

 

These poor pitiable beings

 

And the children shrug their shoulders

 

Oh well

 

It is what they have chosen, these asuras

 

And the children shrug off the vision of the asuras

 

For they know that the asuras have been cast off by God

 

They cannot hurt them

 

They cannot enter into their planet

 

And they certainly cannot enter into their garden!

 

 

 

And so the children of Adam disregard the asuras

 

And continue their lives

 

 

 

But the children are mistaken

 

For the asuras have found a way into the planet

 

They enter into the snake

 

And lend the snake knowledge beyond his species

 

 

 

And the children recognize the growth of the snake

 

His development

 

And they do not see the cause of this growth

 

But because of this growth

 

They now allow the snake the great privilege of entering the garden

 

 

 

And now the asuras have entered the garden

 

And they go about continuing to execute the plan
They have formed ages ago

 

The plan continues

 

The execution of the plan continues

 

 

 

And the snake starts with the woman

 

For he sees that she is innocent and guileless

 

The most tender-hearted and generous of the humans in the garden

 

 

 

And he speaks to her

 

He takes his time

 

A word here

 

A word there

 

 

 

And the woman has sympathy for the snake

 

She responds to him with her emotions

 

 

 

And the snake eventually convinces the woman

 

To hide their conversations from the man

 

To not speak of them

 

For the man would not understand

 

He is not as tender-hearted as the woman is

 

And he would not be as sympathetic

 

Why, he might so misunderstand the snake
That he would banish him from the garden!

 

And surely the woman would not want the snake
Forced to share his existence

 

With the animals of the jungle

 

Animals clearly less intelligent than he

 

 

 

And the woman doubts this at first

 

For she had never hidden anything from her husband before

 

But she sees that the snake is right

 

Her husband would surely banish the snake from the garden

 

For he speaks too much

 

He speaks a lot this snake

 

More and more so every day

 

 

 

And the more the snake speaks

 

The more the woman is confused

 

Until she no longer is sure of herself

 

Until doubt and uncertainty creep into her being

 

And this doubt and uncertainty
Having never before existed in the garden

 

Fill her with fear

 

 

 

And she speaks to the snake about all her feelings

 

And the snake listens to her sympathetically

 

And calmly reassures the woman

 

And uses his wisdom to point out all the relevant factors

 

To explain away her doubts and uncertainties

 

The snake calms her fears – at least while he speaks to her

 

 

 

And now the woman has grown afraid of her husband

 

For he would not understand her

 

She longs to speak to him
Of her doubts and uncertainties and her fears

 

But suspects he would not understand her

 

For she is the only one who feels these things

 

And the woman speaks less and less to her husband

 

For she fears
That he would neither listen to her nor hear her nor understand her

 

Thank God for the snake

 

At least he is able to understand her and calm her fears

 

Why without him, she would be all alone!

 

And the woman is despondent; she is desolate

 

How did it come to this?

 

And the snake answers her

 

He tells her it is because she lacks wisdom

 

She lacks the wisdom that he has

 

The very wisdom that gained his entry into the garden

 

If she but had his wisdom, she would no longer feel fear nor isolation

 

She would understand all

 

And would no longer even need to consult the snake
To calm herself down!

 

She would understand all

 

And therefore would not feel
These doubts and uncertainties and fears
To begin with

 

Why if she understood all

 

She would then know how to speak to her husband again

 

She would have the vocabulary to do so

 

The vocabulary she currently lacks

 

 

 

And ages pass by

 

And the woman grows increasingly isolated

 

Her children are busy, too busy to talk to her

 

Her husband is busy, too busy to talk to her

 

She is lonely and frightened and has no one to turn to but the snake

 

But she is growing ever so weary of the snake

 

Why she thinks she might even hate him!