Re-understanding the Beginning

In one of the mainstream religions, there was a holy book which recorded ancient history and lessons embedded in rich literature of poems, tales, and text. The beginning of this book wrote about a man created to be the leader of a garden. From this man came a woman who was designed to be his partner. They were happy in that garden but perhaps grew bored of the foods they were supplied with after a while. A talking creature appeared in front of this woman one day and seduced her to take a bite from one of the forbidden fruits of a special tree. She debated with the creature and told that her Master insisted eating this fruit would bring death. After attempting to talk senses into this talking creature, she was defeated and ate that fruit instead. She didn’t die and happily brought the fruit to her lovely partner and told him to eat. He obeyed her and soon their eyes were opened to things they saw but weren’t aware of until then.

This story has been told to me for at least a million times and until today I am still baffled by its every detail and this blog post is written to walk me through that story again.

For the sake of the argument, let’s say that everything about this story was true, I bet its purpose is to enlighten us with a few, if not many, truths we find around us today.

First of all, the Master in that story created a garden and formed a man. He planted many trees which will bring forth fruits to be eaten by the man. In Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, we know that food and shelter are on the bottom list of the pyramid. He also gave a simple rule to him which was not to eat the fruits from a special tree and he obeyed just fine. With rules and regulations come security and safety, albeit he only had one rule to adhere to. Next, we learn that the man was lonely. Loneliness affects every one of us, whether we like to admit it or not. To solve this loneliness, his dear Master was determined to give him a helper. He created living creatures – mammals and reptiles, and the man gave each creature a name. To kill loneliness, we too, seek for adventures, distractions, toys or devices and whatnot. Then, the Master didn’t think these creatures can tame his loneliness. He then made this man go to sleep. Some joked that if the Master didn’t make him sleep, he would have asked Him for more than just one woman. He didn’t need to seek love, but love was prepared for him. In the midst of searching for love, we’d probably come across a lot of wrong ones and only finally unite with the right one, or for some unfortunate souls, never found the right ones, because they were too impatient to wait.

Of all the living creatures, one of them was the most vicious one, and that was a snake. This creature can apparently smooth talk. It was also smart to find the right rival – a woman. And perhaps it’s not all smart. Note that the woman was actually with her man, makes you wonder why the man never voiced out. But a woman has been called for centuries, in languages from different parts of the world, trouble. This woman, though designed for the said man a perfect wife, couldn’t escape from her destiny to be a nosy being. Or to put it in a nicer way, she was just too curious. She let her mind wander after failing to convince the snake that it was a bad idea to go against their Master, even presenting a different argument than the one her Master taught her. She gazed at the fruit, picked it from the tree and decided to take the risk. Born to know that “sharing is caring,” she wasn’t going to enjoy the mouthwatering fruit alone, after taking just one bite, she gave it to her partner, who was near her, who said nothing, perhaps being smart, but then again, not that smart, as he too, ate it, perhaps out of obedience or fear to his partner. *Don’t always listen to the one you love* Then boom, from that day onward, the garden was never the same to them again.

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They hid because they were ashamed of themselves for disobeying their Master, just as we would when we did something wrong, we try to conceal it. The Master (who knew what they have done), played a little hide and seek with them. The Master challenged them to admit their faults but what they did was playing the blame game as we usually incline to and pointing fingers at one another. First, the man accused the woman, describing explicitly that the woman was whom the Master Himself gave to him (as if there was another woman or that his Master had completely forgotten about it), and then the woman blamed the snake naturally. The Master had no intention to question the snake at all and instead, cursed it immediately, followed by the woman and then the man. Just as we would be punished for the wrong actions we have taken.

What just happened was known as the first sin which rendered the fall of men. Disobedience. But I thought conformity was a negative term, I mean it must daunt us if what we have to do is just obey blindly but this is a contradicting world we’re living in. Without contradictions, I bet this world would be as dull as the factory work. And it dawned on me as I went through this story again that it all started with a choice which brings forth endless ripple effects. A choice to obey or disobey, a choice to be grateful for what you have and not crave for something you can’t have or a choice to let your desire rule over you and ruin your sanity. All it takes is to have a seed planted in our mind, and whether to water it with wisdom or to let it grow without control. Perhaps it’s true that it’s all about doing the right thing at the right time and knowing which rule should never be challenged and which choice should never be taken.

Perhaps what’s most ironic about the story is that that special tree was known as THE TREE OF THE KNOWLEDGE OF GOOD AND EVIL, which makes one thinks that we or our ancestors, would know better. The story didn’t just end there with the woman and the man chased out from the garden as what they deserved but resumed with a whole series of dramatic history about human beings struggling with human natures of loneliness, curiosity, blaming tendency and cravings of the eyes and bodies.

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