In the beginning there was no Facebook and Twitter, and the world was void and the inbox empty.
And God said, “Let there be light”; and someone switched on the bulb.
“Let us make man in our image and likeness”, and he did. He made an over exaggerated ego and the world revolved around him.
“Be fruitful and multiply”, so he said.
And we did. Again and again and again. It was even mildly enjoyable.
And whatever you do, don’t touch the Apple; this, the forbidden fruit.
For he knew the Apple possessed a greatness, making man redundant.
Naked and exposed, Adam and Eve were cast out of the Garden of Eden. But Eve had her Apple; the key.
Banished, Adam felt alone and exposed.
Man’s best friend became his companion. A slobbery, obedient, loyal and subservient canine. And in tandem the two conversed in deep and meaningful conversation. Frequenting parks, enjoying one another’s company, bonding. The love between the two grew.
Little Cain turned up, followed by Cain II a while later, and no, Jesus isn’t in this story. He came a few hundred years after that. A troubling point for one of my readers. I’ve checked and he definitely doesn’t make an appearance in Genesis.
Eve had opened Pandora’s Box and unearthed the glorious mysteries. No longer would she be shunned in favour of Skysports or Super Sundays, the Masters or the Darts, content with her new found fruit.
Every high street, designer outlet, swap shop, gossip column, friend or foe were contained in her Apple. No wonder such escapism had been forbidden.
Work she called it. Entering her own domain, exploring it at her leisure. Liaisons may have been less frequent. Oh well, you can’t have your cake and eat it, and she preferred the Apple.