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Intermezzo Four


The location does not exist in our reality.

To even talk about it in terms that we are familiar with diminishes the emotions, the consequence and the outcome. That said, we can try to make sense of it - because to truly understand - we need to make sense of it.

So let's approach it through analogy - we'll start with the Chronicle of Narnia films - and we have to imagine a place where homo sapien like creatures and animal and plants have equal intelligence and can communicate.  I will say they can 'talk' to each other and that will have to suffice. And it will have to suffice - because in a world where 3 dimensions mean nothing, and the speed of light means nothing - we will never be able to map that reality onto ours at all.

This is a place that has never known conflict - in any form - and therefore has never known the genesis of conflict in any form - and therefore the results of conflict in any form.

But it is also a place where there is complete acceptance of the 'is' - of the moment - there is no thoughts of why am I here - what does this all mean - because, what 'is .. well ... 'is' ... and that is because there is no 'death' ... no concept of 'finiteness' ... time ...decay ...

We have all seen pastoral paintings of heaven and clouds and angels and cherubs and harps.

Imagine a setting like that ....

There is a large gathering ... of plants, and animals and what we might refer to as human like beings .... they came there by serendipity .. but they are there ... all communicating with each other at once ... grokking ... and then a stray thought so foreign, so different, enters the communication stream ... all communication ceases and then there is a collective puzzlement ... the thought .... 'why are we here?' ....

And like a virus ... this thought takes root and it spreads and it grows ... and suddenly .. what once made sense to the collective gathering now makes no sense at all ... 

A serpent slithers corkscrew along the limb of a fruit tree ... and coils around several of the fruit ... and it sticks it head out of the leaves .. and gazes around and opening it's  mouth, blasts a huge jet of fire towards some of the puzzled assemblage, engulfing them in flames ... the serpent has just bestowed the gift of pain and death ... and what we would call panic ensues ... 

Another thought now takes over the communication stream .... 'now you can see ... now you can know ... and now you will know what it means to really be alive' ... and with that, the serpent grew in stature  .. and as he did the fruit fell from the tree ... and when he had increased in size, hundreds of fold, he breathed the breath of pain .. incinerating everything around ... and the soul raker is 'born' ...

'So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.'