Scantily-Clad In the Garden of S W Eden

SCANTILY-CLAD in the GARDEN of S W EDEN Here I stand, all alone, scantily-clad in the garden of S W EDEN. Wondering if the Original Garden still remains untilled and uneven. Wondering how that Serpent knew of the Fruit - and what would happen. Wondering whether that wily Serpent was simply getting even... for something which happened on another Earth, ....or perhaps another Heaven. Will we ever be given a second chance in that Eastern Garden? Could we resist eating the Fruit of that other Tree - also forbidden? You can be sure we shall falter - and that other Fruit shall be eaten, since we fear not the punishment... ....and we care not to listen! I am stood pondering, scantily-clad in this garden of S W EDEN. Wondering why obeying a simple instruction was not faith-driven. Wondering how the Man was finally coerced and perhaps browbeaten. Wondering whether the demise and destruction of man is now 'a given'... since the consumption of the ill-gotten, ....did not our fears, heighten. Why would the Lord God, the Creator, ever want to grant us pardon? Why has no one ever said 'Sorry' to Him - just to ease our burden? Find me one man who, with contrition, pleads to return to The Garden, for only then can God find closure... ....and say, "all is forgiven"! I stand scantily-clad in this garden of S W EDEN, which is devoid of all evil. Wondering why men still choose to blame God - and hardly ever the Devil. Wondering why Preachers still pray for world peace - and such drivel. Wondering if they even understand the tenet of that most Holy Bible... as they disseminate their babble, ....and garble to the gullible. Will they ever know just how much damage they do to the Sacred Article? Do they even know of the greatest praise: incanting the Holy Canticle? The strictures of the Scriptures are structured by lecture and parable, and not by false gesture and posture... ....sparking Scriptural debacle. So here I am, still scantily-clad in this other garden, South West of Eden, Wondering if we simply 'will not' comply - or perhaps we just cannot, even! Wondering what is missing from our psyche ....or perhaps within, hidden! Wondering if we shall ever pay heed to the God-word and the works written... as the events foretold happen, ....things sadly forgotten. What is this 'apple' from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil: is it rotten? And what is this other 'Apple'; with the same Knowledge, which cannot be eaten? Surely one is simply a Catholicon Tablet, and the other is that Fruit, Forbidden, which once brought much pain... ....when first it was bitten! I am sad and scantily-clad in this glorious garden, South West of Eden. Wondering what it was that really caused mankind to weaken. Wondering if we are likely to be readmitted into that Sacred Haven. Wondering whether to take the Apple Tablet - that it may enlighten... just in case the gates do reopen ....so I may tend The Garden. But can the 'Evil' in man be expunged from that 'apple" that has been eaten? Or can a man resist resorting to evil when he feels bitter and downtrodden? With certainty, knowledge of evil in the hands of the soul that is crest-fallen, will dish out cold, vicious justice... ....when it is grief-stricken! I remain scantily-clad in this garden South West of Eden, holding an 'Apple'. Wondering if I have carried out God's bidding and been a good disciple. Wondering whether getting back into The Garden is actually quite simple. Wondering if it's just a matter of reciting the Ten-Part Primordial Principle.... as spoken by the Primary Principal ....to His Chosen people. Could I claim my rights by pointing out that I remained an incorruptible pupil? Or should I just say 'men of God' that went before me taught by perfect example? I shall indeed build within, a Church to His Name - with the highest steeple, since with God all things are possible... ...even in this S W EDEN municipal. (The FragGen. April 2014)