The Sons of Adam
Once upon a time there was nothing but a man and his wife. Separated
they were thrown at different parts of the ancient world not knowing where to
go or how. After years of separation they have united again, and once they had
their moment of rejoicing, they were reminded of why they got apart, to begin
with. The man loved the woman very much. He had no one else but her and so did
the woman. Unlike most of the things around them they were not made out of
them, but instead, they were crafted by the hands of God almighty himself. He
has created them for one purpose which is to inhabit God's earth and populate
civilizations after civilizations.
The man and his wife remembered the reason why they have been expelled
from heavens. Simply because they have acted against the wish of God, and to
add to that they have lost their sense of existence. They must return home, but
how? Death has been and always will be the answer.
Centuries went by, witnessing entire nations getting wiped off the face
of the earth all due to people forgetting the reason why they are here. They were
all trapped in the nets of sin while refusing their only escape from that
filthy swamp. Repent, they have refused to. They were better off where they are
in the arms of the devil, in the heart of the never-ending darkness. Millions
and millions of years have passed, and people still stuck in the same limbo. We
are better off without repenting our sins. We are better off without admitting
the undeniable truth that the same thing that is considered to be our strength
is the same thing that why we can never leave: Our weak souls.
Throughout time, God has sent his word to us, trying to remind us of our
purpose, trying to remind us that the hope of us finding our way back home is
still alive. But we, the
sons of Adam have lost the sense of purpose and no longer can see beyond and
above our miserable way of living life. We are –Or at least some of us- still,
lingers on the words of false prophets and their disloyal intentions.
At the beginning of time, there was a Man that was hand-made and picked
by the One who created all. That man was envied by a creature so magnificent to
the point where he had every other being in awe. Why wasn't he picked to become
the heir of everything? Why didn't he inherit what once belonged to his kind?
Why would God pick an Inferior creature to his magnificence? He never found
answers to his questions, and even if he did he would never accept any. Thus he
accepted his malicious, evil and spiteful nature and acted accordingly. Knowing
beforehand that the Man and his wife would believe whatever he says, he tricked
them into what became the reason for their being thrown out of paradise.
We are still tricked by the presence of the evil wicked deity to this
day. He successfully distracted us from fighting him and his descendants to
fight each other. For how many years have we been killing each other? We the sons
of Adam. The melody to the song of creation that was supposed to fill the
universe with tones of prosperity, and content, is now filling it with grief,
viciousness and unmercifulness. What has become of us? Does anybody have an
answer? I guess not.
When a child is born, he or she is taught that our race belong to heaven,
and that we fell on earth a long time ago and it's our mission in life to find
our way back home. We all grew up sharing the same ideas and concepts of life,
but held different labels for these ideas. These labels later on became a
burden upon us. Became a reason for killing each other. Transformed into a
reason for some to strike their fellow humans maliciously.
Somewhere, somehow there will be a time when we can see beyond the
labels. When we will stop holding tightly to the labels and understand what
they stand for, that in essence all is one and nothing is really different. We
all came from the same womb. The very same womb which was created in heaven,
and got lost since our birth to finding our way back to heaven.
The man and his wife remembered the reason why they have been expelled
from heavens. Simply because they have acted against the wish of God, and to
add to that they have lost their sense of existence. They must return home, but
how? Death has been and always will be the answer.
Centuries passed on by, witnessing entire nations getting wiped off the
face of the earth all due to them forgetting the reason why we are here. They
all were trapped in the nets of sin while refusing their only escape from that
filthy swamp. Repent, they have refused to. They were better off where they are
in the arms of the devil. In the heart of the never-ending darkness. Millions
and millions of years have passed, and we're still stuck in the same limbo. We
are better off without repenting our sins. We are better off without admitting
the undeniable truth that the same thing that is considered to be our strength
is the same thing that is why we can never leave… Our weak souls.
Throughout time, God has sent his word to us, trying to remind us of our
purpose, trying to remind us that the hope of us finding our way back home is
still alive. But we the sons of Adam have lost the sense of purpose and no
longer can see beyond and above our miserable way of living life. We are –Or at
least some of us- still, linger for false hopes. For false prophets and their
disloyal intentions.
At the beginning of time, there was a man that was hand-made and picked
by the One who created all. That man was envied by a creature so magnificent to
the point where he had every other being in awe. Why was he no picked to become
the heir of everything? Why didn't he inherit what once belonged to his kind?
Why would God pick an Inferior creature to his magnificence? He never found
answers to his questions, and even if did he would never accept any. Thus he
accepted his malicious, evil and spiteful nature and acted accordingly. Knowing
beforehand that the Man and his wife would believe him in whatever he says, he
tricked them into what became the reason for them to be thrown out of paradise.
We are still tricked by the presence of the evil wicked deity to this
day. He successfully distracted us from fighting him and his descendants to
fight each other. For how many years have we been killing each other? Us the
sons of Adam. The melody to the song of creation that was supposed to fill the
universe with tones of prosperity, contemned and contentedness, is now filling
it with grief, viciousness and unmercifulness. What have become of us? Does
anybody have an answer? I guess not.
When a child is born, he or she is taught that our race belong to
heavens, and that we fell on earth long time ago and it's our mission in life
to find our way back home. We all grew up sharing the same ideas and concepts
of life, but held different labels for these ideas. These labels later on
became a burden upon us. Became a reason why for killing each other.
Transformed into a reason for some to raise their hands on their fellow humans
maliciously.
Somewhere, somehow there will be a time when we could see beyond the
labels. When we will stop holding tightly to the labels and understand what
they stand for, that in essence all is one and nothing is really different. We
all came from the same womb. The very same womb which was created in heavens,
and got lost along the way back to it.
We are the sons of Adam. The breed of Ibrahim. The descendants of Ismael
and Yacoub. Although we share different names, different stories, have
different colors, breath different air and live in different places. One fact
remain intact which is All Is One. No matter what religion you follow, no
matter what country you hail from, color of your skin or whichever tongue you speak,
we all came from the same place and we all are trying to go back to that one
special place. Whether we found it during our life time or we passed to the
other side without knowing where it is. We all are going to find the answer. Or
better yet; the answer will find us. Death shall have the final saying with or
without us finding our way back home.
