
There was a period when the globe was still and on the one face big brother sun in the light burned the face of little sister that was smoldering and out of the bristly harsh sun rays´ grip - like the back of the head, in permanent darkness, and like a crystal continent ice accumulated. the ice thickened on what otherwise should be a sun spot - a dark spot where flares left a shadow from a point of view too early fro life to exist than in a far distant quasar like a dream that knew no time. The continental glacier and plateau of ice weighed, until like an apple immersed in water flipped over the ice begun to melt and the plateau of granite crackled like hot bread taken out of the oven the golden crust flaking up on the edges with the colors of the races to come. The bristly sun ray got grip on the edge of the continent, that torqued the globe, like the grip of fingers on the edge of a raft, and instead of pulling oneself out the water the globe begun to roll setting out an orbit ecliptic path like a mermaid in the water around big brother-sun - there is also the fire ball theory spinning down to the globe´s current path which I use alternatively to show the enigma and birth of life.
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Illustration:
the tablet
and the pragmatic chiseling in stone
not textual but, limited to letters of reference. |
And so when the Torah speaks, “and G-d said that light be,” they understood that the only way to create, is to speak. And that the word is creative, because she is necessary today. The world is not structure, the world is discourse. And everything that is seen is created.
With that big jump to human kind, from the fireball and birth of the earth - I am seeking to fit my own perceptions into a myth - but what appears by the action of Moses over a crowd in the desert that can be assimilated to the political turbulence of our era - it is that Moses overlapped a Jewish culture beginning with a system of religion to be copied in bringing living man to the heights of gods and goddesses.