That day I awoke and the sun had risen from the west. The earth was sitting on his head, his legs dangling up acrobatically like a child learning a new trick. My life was upside down like Seth Brundle who became a fly and woke up hanging on the roof after his failed scientific experiment in The Fly.
I crawled outside like a fly.
Why did I experiment with God I asked as I saw the sun slugging his way home eastward beneath my head?
I looked at the sun and realized again that if it was the previous day, I would be drowning in the sea and not walking on the naked earth hot like coal, nor watching sand flying like locusts chasing the sea to the sun everything had been sucked by the sun because the centre of the world could not hold!
I looked at the dreary gray hot day with regret; I should not be standing on my head upside down and walking to where food is.
I should not be hiding in shame and lamenting like Adam; the serpent you created so beautifully woven in wisdom, the woman you gave me and the hand you made me with, put this apple in my mouth and I swallowed the bitter fruits of sorrow!
Yes, I shouldnt be whining when I willingly accepted to listen to a lie.
If I had only not listened to the lie, if I had stood my grounds, if, if, if I would still be happy!
Why, why, and why? Why did I ever experiment with death?
It was because of my ambitions. Yes, I accepted the impossible like Adam, of flying to the sky where God was and so I had to pay the price! And yet I couldnt help but wonder why He had spared me and not granted me my wish why was I not flying to the sun like everything else?
Why, why, and why! Why was I not a fly or a serpent?
I remembered the upright world I had lived in and wondered whether there was a way back to it!
I crawled outside like a fly.
Why did I experiment with God I asked as I saw the sun slugging his way home eastward beneath my head?
I looked at the sun and realized again that if it was the previous day, I would be drowning in the sea and not walking on the naked earth hot like coal, nor watching sand flying like locusts chasing the sea to the sun everything had been sucked by the sun because the centre of the world could not hold!
I looked at the dreary gray hot day with regret; I should not be standing on my head upside down and walking to where food is.
I should not be hiding in shame and lamenting like Adam; the serpent you created so beautifully woven in wisdom, the woman you gave me and the hand you made me with, put this apple in my mouth and I swallowed the bitter fruits of sorrow!
Yes, I shouldnt be whining when I willingly accepted to listen to a lie.
If I had only not listened to the lie, if I had stood my grounds, if, if, if I would still be happy!
Why, why, and why? Why did I ever experiment with death?
It was because of my ambitions. Yes, I accepted the impossible like Adam, of flying to the sky where God was and so I had to pay the price! And yet I couldnt help but wonder why He had spared me and not granted me my wish why was I not flying to the sun like everything else?
Why, why, and why! Why was I not a fly or a serpent?
I remembered the upright world I had lived in and wondered whether there was a way back to it!
