HUMAN ABILITY to REASON, HUMAN RIGHT to CONSENT - Proem & Poem No. 39

Most likely to be published sometime in latter 2017 or early 2018, my 10th book currently entitled; 100 Proems & Poems on the HUMAN ABILITY to REASON, HUMAN RIGHT to CONSENT & Other Neglected Matters. The following will probably be included upon further editing, and front cover below merely a working version....

PROEM & POEM No. 39 - Garden of Eden / Part 2

      Consequently, Adam and Eve immediately exerted labor (e) along timelines from one point in time (t1) to another point in time (t2), so to move from one space (x1,y1,z1) to another space (x2,y2,z2) distant, nearby even merely adjacent. This was true in Eden whether they walked to a meadow or hill always lush, gathered fruits or nuts always plentiful, or drew from a brook or pond always full. Equally true for post-Eden, whether conditions were sometimes barren, scarce or dry.

      So limited or bound were the first humans as obviously their descendents, labor (e) was necessary to exert along successive points in time(t) to simply imagine, invent and/or implement, even if stationary upon one point in space (x,y,z) for the duration.

      The Garden of Eden was paradisiacal, of course theologically, with climatic, seasonal dynamics affording conditions apparently without risk of lack or harm of various sorts. With that distinction made, water did not miraculously appear in Adam’s cup or fruit in Eve’s basket, and if with a cup or basket, neither item were divinely formed from the dust or air. The cup was carved, basket weaved, as well water drawn, fruit plucked, and done so by moving from space (x1,y1,z1) and time (t1) to another space (x2,y2,z2) and subsequent time (t2),  thus inescapably involving labor (e) per aforementioned lines or better said, rays of time (i.e. timelines).

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Sin; to blend inconsistencies, summed liken augends
By finagled Carrick-bends for coherency as penned
Hence inked in poli-hymns, in sync with socio-anthems
So pearls for Rome and mob, else their egotist tantrums

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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.

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