As a kid, I often asked questions no one would answer. For
example, after seeing a pic of the numero uno duo - I’d ask “Why do Adam and Eve have belly buttons? They
weren’t born” or “Why do I have to
live here on Earth for Adam and Eve’s disobedience?” or “Why don’t they enter the dirt lorry guys
into the Olympics? Those guys run behind trucks all day hoisting heavy
containers – and whistle while doing it!” and I’d get a beautifully worded
ripostes that went along the lines “tuck
in your shirt and stop asking dumb questions, you daffidol!”.
But over the years, these questions became more complex. Like
“If what Paul wrote is true and it is
appointed for all man to die ONCE and thereafter Judgement, is Lazarus still alive?
Or “Before The Big Bang, before Time, Space and Matter – there was no light,
no dark, no sense of space. What was there?” It didn’t just end there. I
didn’t focus primarily on religious texts. My interest was science – physics specifically.
And as I grew older, my brain became a sponge, assimilating terabytes of
information, processing, cross referencing, analysing and calculating. With all
this brain activity, my short term memory took a beating.
Often when my better half (I call her The Minister of
Finance – she deals with money matters. I’m useless when it comes to anything
cash related) – sends me to do something, I end up doing something completely
stupid. Yesterday for example, she asked me to buy milk at the local store. I leap
at any opportunity to ride my bike and savour the false freedom associated with
it. I got to the grocer, completely forgot why I was sent there, saw pineapples
were on sale, guessed I was sent for that and came home with a crumbled till
slip. I left the pineapple at the checkout point. I went back to the shop, got
the milk from the fridge, retrieved my forgotten pineapple and was about to pay
when I realised I’d left my wallet at home.
“Man was given a Choice”, any religious finger pointing suit wearing
reverend would say. But shortly afterward he would say “Never question the Bible”. That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever
heard. The Bible is a collection of scripture, spiritually inspired, but
written by man. So is the Torah, Telmud, Quran, etc. It’s written by man. Man.
The first task given to us, we messed up royally! A simple command: “Don’t eat
from that tree” we obliterated.
However, I’m happy to conclude that though I’ve found
answers to many of these questions, more beckon. For example –
-Adam and Eve were created, therefore they didn’t have
navels. However, when they were cast from paradise (not heaven btw), the navel
became a sign of sin.
- Every time I give in to temptation, like Adam and Eve, I
am eating from that tree.
- I won't comment on the Lazarus bit just yet. I'll do that later.
- before the Big Bang, there was nothing. But our limited
minds can’t grasp it. There was no colour, no big emptiness, nothing that we
can relate to on a physical level. Chaos. Hence the Verse “Let There Be Light!”.
In other words “Let there be order! Let things make sense! Let there be rules
that govern this reality!” The Sun only came along later.
- Question All religious documents. Question Everything. Man was given a
choice. To choose, one must decide. To decide, one must reason. To reason, one must
question.
So this is my first bit at displaying my findings. Whether
you agree with it or not is your decision. However, I implore you to discover
the answers to questions you’ve been wanting to know about. Don’t let it
fester. Find it! Every religious text promotes wisdom. However, in our
foolhardy way of life, man pursues knowledge. After all, it’s the Tree we ate
from.
I didn’t get the milk by the way. The Finance Minister did.
And they won’t enter the dirt lorry guys into the Olympics
because they smell of old bins and people don’t like that smell.
-Daffidol
