Adam and Eve

"人生就是如此. 分分离离的."

If I hadn't heard someone make a casual remark like this today, I wouldn't have wanted to talk about it.

But he did. And so will I.


I have been thinking about the story of Adam and Eve, and the Serpent, and the Forbidden Fruit.

And this is how I finally got it. In my own terms, at least.

So, God made Adam and gave him a woman in the form of Eve. And God really meant for Man and Woman to live together and love each other. And by God's interpretation, the love expected of between them is of the purest emotional form - and not in the physical way that we all young punks tend to associate with love in this awful world.

And God was really sweet. He had wanted Man and Woman to live together - in a beautiful paradise. He gave them home in the form of a beautiful garden, but also built a tree in the midst of it that bore fruits that He deliberately forbade them to eat.

But Adam and his Woman unfortunately met the Serpent, who really was Beelzebub in diguise, ate that darned fruit, and became, well... the kind of man and woman we all know.

A man and a woman who no longer lived and loved in the purest form, but who became aware of carnal pleasures and every other evil enjoyments of the material world. Adam and Eve started looking at each other in a manner they had never before - the man noticed the woman had boobs, and the woman began to wonder about the man's manhood.

Adam and Eve could not, and certainly did not, stand up to temptation.

Because God's wrath was incurred, He gave them a hard life, wrought throughout with temptations of every kind, and eventually made them grow old and die.


We all, you and I, became descendants from the Couple who succumbed to temptation.

As far as genetics could explain, we all inherited the natural tendency to succumb to sexual temptation. Men and women could no longer look at the opposite gender and not think about sex.

You and I could have been born perfect. But, no. We are all damned from the start.


So this is how I look at it now. My life and the love I experience in the process of living.

Why I try to live, but keep wanting to die.

Why I love but get hurt in the end.

Because all the people I meet and try to love are all sons of Adam and Eve.

I cannot escape from destiny.

I can only pray and hope to meet someone who actually believes in the beautiful paradise we really deserve and the kind of pure love we are actually capable of showing, just like I do.

In the meantime... Life's like that. Just deal with it.