Dear Cain,
The Alpha and Omega writes you in answer. It is true, man created God, but man cannot create anything but from matter that already exists. From the Old New Land, I willed man to create me just as man willed me to create him.
You have questioned me with due cause. I have given favor to Abel. My will was to provoke you, and provoke I did; though for all you know, I moved the hand that slew him. It is not for you to know the ways of Me, nor is it possible you may understand My ways outside the Old New Land's confines, a diaspora in which you shall dwell a very, very long time.
You, not Adam, are the first true man, and yours is the primal eldest story. The eldest story is not the expulsion from paradise. There is no paradise, there is only the Old New Land, from which man is expelled at birth and to which he shall return within a year of his time in the world of action. Before you were men of seventy-thousand generations, but you and Abel are the first men to read and first to write. I willed your pictographs just as a mere nine-thousand generations ago I willed two brothers like you into speaking a language, or just as, 13.8 billion years ago, I said Let There Be Light.
Abel developed the pictographs for every word; he created the tableture by which men can will their world a bit closer to the old new world - permanent records by which lessons may be passed and greater things built. His was, self-evidently, the greater achievement, done with greater ingenuity, loftier motives, and purer heart. Your charge was merely to teach the written tongue to others.
"Merely." One might think he had the harder job, to invent from the cosmos that which no man had invented. But yours, in fact, was the harder by far. A conjurer who brings things to life which none before may bring happens once every thousand years, but a teacher who may instruct the young without the young using all they're taught to cross purposes, that teacher is one every million. So your sin was not that you failed to teach well enough, your sin is that you taught too well, because the more effective your teaching, the more your teachings will be misunderstood.
It was perhaps not even a generation after those to whom you brought the written tongue learned how it may be of use to question the authority of all those I favor. And from those questions grew the hostility of ruled to ruler, and ruler to ruled. Ruled dream dreams of ruling, rulers dream nightmares of being ruled. And yet their dreams are more real than the reality - which is that my favor is bestowed with complete and utter disdain for its efficacy. There is no perfecting imperfection, and in the world of action, the only cause predestined is that all solutions are ineffective. Whenever men learn to view the world anew, they newly awaken to this truth of truths in this world of action and effects: that every set of laws by which men order their lives is false.
And yet, it is the realization of that lie which bridges your world, the world of action, with the Old New Land - a crown of lucid and luminous primal light with no end, which creates infinitesimal contractions of holy truth from the Old New Land that humans pull down to earth through nanoscopic holy emissions processed into your souls in moments of greatest spiritual tension, and those tiny effluviences light the entire world of action from one era to the next - inspiring millions with their divine wisdom, understanding, love, and foundations. These divine secretions are what grow civilizations, build empires, and create memorials to their work that may last for eons, and not memorials to my glory, but to their own! But worlds are as easy to destroy as they are difficult to build, and all those who make dreams of building a reality must destroy the dreams of others.
With his pictographs, Abel has created a greater exodus of sacred discharge than this world of action has ever known in 4.543 billion years. The inevitable crossviolence that followed killed Abel and so many others as partisans of both sides slaughtered through their killing fields without judgement or mercy. And so great is the gushing diaspora he caused that your world may be out of balance for an eon hence, the foundation experiencing seizmic cycles of creation and destruction for at very least another five-thousand years, and perhaps for another five-billion years hence.
Therefore, the eldest story is yours, not your father's: the story of favor and disfavor. The hero is Abel, but it is your story to write. Those chosen for favor will fall from it, and the longer they stay to favor, the longer the ignominy to follow. They shall fall to states far lower and longer than than even the states Cain will ever know. Whole societies will feel only greatness in their veins for a thousand years, and then feel only humiliation for a thousand years thereafter. But among individuals in every time and of every place, there will be a vast society of billions whose favor always somewhat fluctuates; yet even within this society of yo-yo-ing billions, there will be a very small creed, a chosen few flitting across favor's ladder, down and up all days of their lives without rest - and in seeing the world of action from all vantages of fortune, they shall be living witnesses to all my creation. For all the states to which humanity shall be subject; from splendor and glory to execration and astonishment, they shall be my chroniclers, my progenitors, the Tree of Life's doctors and lawyers and accountants and middlemen, the leavening of many a society's rise and unwitting hangers blamed for accelerating a fall - and yes, occasionally even the fall's unwitting cause; the very instability of their position shall be a weather gauge. As My Kingdom's eternal guests, their well treatment betokens a society deserving of rise, their ill treatment bespeaking a civilization deserving fall.
Each of these chosen ones can only see my creation within the span of a a single body in a single lifetime. No one pair of eyes may transmute the millions of views which a great multitude can register, passing knowledge from generation to generation through books, laws and custom, each perceiving the same events differently, the spiritual tension between each person's disagreement coalescing into intangible experience - every experience a new leaf on a tree planted in the garden of life. Therefore none of them may have the vantage point of Cain, the original teacher.
The original sin is neither murder nor sex. The world's natural state is precisely those two states in tandem. The original sin is teaching - for in the world of action, all teachings are only partially correct, and from every teaching's fraction of untruth grows new leaves upon the tree of sin.
And within that original sin creates the myth of your parents, Adam and Eve, the lost paradise and expulsion thereof. There was no paradise from which they were expelled. They were thrown out of Eden Hotel because your father ordered the buffet and then shared with your mother after paying for only one.
There is no far off time or land with paradise to lose, there is only the belief that it is so; there is only the effort to bring paradise upon earth and infernal acrimony it causes. The more you work, the more you wait, the more liberal minds think things are better off elsewhere, and the more conservative minds think things used to be better here. The only reason that would be true is because their efforts had made the world so.
You, Cain, were the conservative; reluctant to teach, reluctant to learn, predi
I am the beginning, and you are the end, for you are, now and forever, your brother's keeper.
You shall be my living witness. My proof. My
Your God of Justice and Mercy,
Melvin
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