(July 18, 2016 at 5:45 pm)Rhythm Wrote: They come from the tree...upon which I/we/he hung for nine days. Or ten, or thirteen. We can't remember.
Religious narratives are, at the heart....somewhat random. At least they seem to be, until you place them in context...like the bit about Cain and who he and his wife was. The farmr, father of civilization, metalworking....all of those thigs that might tempt a an impoverished shepherd to leave the fold.
Your style of discourse is incredible. Like stream of consciousness with doses of beautiful syntax.
Never change.