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  • "Men have imagined republics and principalities that never really existed at all. Yet the way men live, is so far removed from the way they ought to live, that anyone who abandons what is, for what should be, pursues his downfall rather than his preservation; for a man who strives after goodness in all his acts, is sure to come to ruin, since there are so many men who are not good." From "The Prince," By Niccolò Machiavelli
  • I imagine Eve got the best of Adam. After all, he "could have" refused the apple. But he didn't, did he?

    Of course
    the apple is just a symbol.
    Maybe a symbol of all we want
    and can't have.
    Or what we want,
    but aren't willing to patiently wait for.
    We are easily bored.
    We seek excitement and novelty.
    No one REALLY
    wants to just leisurely walk around the garden provided for us, that is too boring!
    Plus, we covet
    our neighbor's garden.
    The grass always looks greener over there, so then it must be!
    But how do we know
    until we take a bite of the apple.

    Of course,
    Adam and Eve
    are really one person.
    It's not Eve,
    the female,
    or Adam,
    the male.
    The Bible states
    Eve was created from Adam's rib.
    So our nature
    was divided from the beginning
    and only became more so
    after the "apple incident."
    And their poor children
    ... aw, more envy, then murder.
    Tsk, tsk.
    More division,
    more splitting,
    more separation.
    Wandering,
    wondering.
    Knowledge - not much.
    Or, the wrong kind.

    As history goes
    we continue to divide,
    just like the splitting of an atom (Adam).
    We come to despise
    our weaker self
    or anything or anyone who appears to take that role.
    Sometimes, many times,
    that weaker self is persecuted
    or murdered
    (often in the name of justice or freedom).
    We don't see strength
    in weakness
    as that may mean
    ... waiting, or listening, or contemplating, or deeply thinking,
    or standing up for someone who can't stand up for themself.

    We (humans)
    are a reactionary people.
    We are either in movement
    or dying. It's scientific.

    So we look for a leader
    (constantly)
    to help lead us to our Shangri-La.

    "Over the Mountains
    of the Moon,
    down the Valley of the Shadow,
    Ride, boldly ride,"
    the shade replied—
    "If you seek for Eldorado!" (Poe)

    We know it is there - it must be - this Shangri-La.
    So "we, like sheep"
    must follow.

    But who?
    Who do we follow?
    It must be the strong one.
    And, if that strong one comes with a little baggage,
    even cruelty, so be it.
    The point is "strength."
    Without it
    we can't imagine finding
    our Shangri-La,
    because there is no humility
    in power,
    right?
    Our search
    has brought us many dictators
    throughout history
    and the downfall of many kingdoms.
    Many humble people
    left in the wake
    to pick up the pieces.
    But, we never learn,
    so they will rise again and again.

    The thing I fear is -
    that if we get our Shangri-La -
    will we be happy?
    Or will we be bored again?
    The thing we had
    and so willingly
    let slip through our hands because we refused to be silent
    and wait for that still, small voice
    that said,
    "look within and seek happiness and there, you will find it."
    There, you will find your
    Shangri-La.

    "Let's see - over there - there it is, an another apple tree. I wonder what will happen if I take a bite? Just one little bite - that won't hurt anything."

    Obedience?
    What's that?
    I'm only obedient to myself
    and my own desires.
    That is what will
    truly make me happy.

    Won't it?
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