Liberty Island Preface

when we consider ancient Eden as a great miracle given by a merciful God to the first people...
 as future co-creators of his great plans...
 we view it as an Eden of time, not timelessness...

 for it was given to people to multiply and live in joy and love...
 in communication with nature and God himself, who visited them and talked with them...

 and so that time would not disfigure people, the merciful God planted the tree of life in the middle of Eden...

 eating the fruits of this tree, people did not know hunger,
 no suffering, no illness, no decay of time...

 and only by listening to the devil, and having tasted the knowledge of good and evil from the forbidden tree, did they fall to the level of barbarians who perceive the world through the prism of categories of discreteness...

 and barbarians have no place in heaven...

 God gave them skins and expelled them from the Eden of time, breaking the connection with the tree of life...

 for barbarism cannot last forever...

 and people learned the fruits of their barbarism...
 hunger, disease, the destructive decay of the desert of time, death...

 but the souls of many of them, the best, always strived for their creator...
 creating great works in the quest to comprehend the divine...

 others have learned to adapt...

 hiding behind the outer shell of empathy, everything is the same, the irreducible core of the mercantilization of reality...

 So is a person capable of defeating barbarism in his blood...
 escaping from the gravitational spiral of time...

 becoming a co-creator of the great world, revealing the innumerable secrets of existence...

 Eden of heaven on earth, like God’s great creation, has not disappeared anywhere,
 he was and always is...

 is man capable of comprehending the new Eden of time,
 rising from the degree of barbarism to the degree of co-creator...

 and what should this path be...

 the return of the divine principle of the co-creator in man, the reconciliation of the human soul with the truth of the divine structure...

 like the reconciliation of two loving hearts...

 This is not a world of fantasy and meaningless adventures...

 and there is no mirror here,
 neither crooked nor straight...

 and if someone sees,
 something very familiar to him, or reminding him of a certain reality and even a premonition of the near future...

 then this is just the work of his soul, and the soul, as you know, cannot lie to itself...


 ©Peter Romanoff
 "Liberty Island"