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Out of the gates between the towering peaks of the thighs

arrived a new life,

        a new sense of hope,

        a foreshadow of harvest.

Enveloped by the sweet, nurturing winds

the novel babe wept as he took his first breath.

    This latest model of innocence gleamed

    with unfathomed radiance and was bathed

    in the light of glory.

         From that day forward

            the child grew,

                      grew,

                  and grew to the point where his jovial

                  mind could comprehend the simplest

                  things of this world,

                            like Good and Evil.

So, on one bright sunny day,

the child was playing in the field of youth and holiness

until a dark storm suddenly settled over the field.

      The child immediately knew the path home

      and began to progress down the glossy-brick

      thoroughway.

          As the child walked down the path,

          everything behind him grew dark

          and whithered away.

              Aware of this, he quickened his pace

              to avoid this lurking presence.

      As the child walked faster,

      the storm advanced its pace even more

              until..............

          it stretched forth its borders

          far ahead of the child,

          overtaking him and the land.

The land was now dark and the child was all alond.

Seeds of evil were all around him and the sweeping rains

of sinful pleasure began to fall.

    The child was drenched from head to toe and and

    had no plack to go.

        But, he endured and continued on his path

        seeing that little speck of glistening

        sunshine in the vast distance.

As the rains continuated,

   the seeds of evil grew into trees and grasses,

   bearing fruits of deceit.

Gaining sights of these fruits,

   the child grew hungry,

                  hungry,

                  hungry,

             until he could no longer withstand this

             gripping hunder.

Deviating from his path,

he briskly walked to a nearby tree.

    The fruits on the tree were ripe

    with detrimental maturation and were, indeed good

    in the sight of the child.

                    The

                 young boy

               quickly snatched

            a fruit off a dangling

             branch and examined

               it for any sign

                of benignity.

Seeing none, he threw the fruit down to the ground

and began to proceed toward the path.

    But, he was stopped by a voice in the trees.

     When the young boy turned around

     to identify this voice,

        he saw a long snake.

Tangled around a leaning branch,

the snake's body was like a powerful muscle.

    With a menacing look and a red glare in its

    eyes, the snake crept ever so closely to the

    young boy.

      "Eat the fruit young boy," said the snake.

   "You're hungry and the fruit is indeed the most

   sweetest, fulfilling giver of life. If you eat it,

you will gain the knowledge of the gods and immediately

   find your way back to the sun-stretched borders

                   of your home."

The snake's words weighted heavily upon the boy's mind,

but he was well aware of the snake's evil tactics

and could not begin to fathom the idea of experiencing

the consequences of eating the fruit.

    Impatient, the snake snatched the fruit off the ground

    with its locking jaw,

      thrusting the fruit into the young boy's mouth.

  The boy tried to resist, but after the sweet unscrupulous

  juices rushed into his mouth,

      he was helpless and began to devour the fruit.

         With each gormandizing bite, the juices swept

         throughout his body, controlling his blood veins

         and taking over his mind.

By the time he had completed his fruit,

he was no longer a young boy, but a young man.

   Looking around him, he viewed this environment

   in a totally different perspective.

      Evil became Good and Good became Evil.

         But, the young man was not completely shielded

         from the goodwill of his inner conscience,

         for he recognized that the little speck of

         glistening sunshine was still there in the

         vast distance.

      So, to this very present moment, the young man

      continues to traverse through the land of evil.

Although he is now an agent of malficiency,

  he is still able to get a step closer to the

  sun-stretched borders of his home.