Before Creation, nothing existed but the Creator Himself. His first act of creation was to ignite a great explosion. That awesome blast of light and thunder scattered dense matter throughout Sky’s domain. The storm quelled and the celestial matter settled. This was the first creation.
However for many days into eternity the blasts of light would return. The sonic boom would reverberate, sending echoes throughout Sky’s domain. It would roar viciously, yet it would remain miniscule when compared to the first Big Bang; still it would remain awesome. It would reverberate periodically in the form of what would become known asthunder remains the lingering element of first creation...
Mother Earth would be the first embodiment of beauty: Her imposing mounds of brown terrain, Her crystal pools--both active and placid--would embody beauty. Her fertility ensured that her beauty would grow without end: the green foliage that covered Her,
Billions of years later, wild animals of immense size would roam Mother Earth. They also embodied the Creator’s beauty. They were great in number and diversity; they walked upon Mother Earth proudly as their stature often approached the largest of trees. As the beasts would hear the sounds of explosions roaring throughout Sky’s domain, they became afraid and stomped upon Earth with a relentless ferocity. The beasts had already shown to embody the Creator’s undeniable beauty, but now as they showed their fear, they would become an indication of the Creator’s awe...
Yet they were NOT the Creator: they only knew what they saw and heard. This ignorance made them angry. Hence in their rage, they would seek to imitate the sounds of creation by stomping upon Mother Earth. This harnessed rage would become known astantrum.
Even much later than the tantrums of the primordial beasts, man would emerge, stand upright and affirm the apex of Creation. Armed with a brain, man would anchor civilization on the four corners of Earth as he learned to make tools. He would harbor much of the same anger that the animals did, yet he would have the mind and the means to make tools--tools for both destruction and creation.
Like the beasts, man would only know what he saw and heard. He would guess about the world that came before him, but he would never know for sure. Still, because a portion of man’s Spirit remained like the beasts, man would attempt to improve upon what he witnessed.
The animals that thrashed upon Earth would prove to be an improvement on the chaos that came before them and even reverberated in their ears and even their collective memory. It would be much of this collective memory, and indeed the beauty of Creation that would show in their tantrums.
And just as the animals would improve upon the thundering din that preceded them, the human would improve upon the sound of the wild animals thrashing upon Earth. Man would create new tools by carving holes in trees and stretching the skin of beasts to create new tools--the most important tools--that could imitate the chaos that he heard--thunder and tantrum--ordering this chaos in a way that made more sense to him; man would call his new creationcadence; he had placed order to the chaos that came generations before him.
Mother Earth would be the first embodiment of beauty: Her imposing mounds of brown terrain, Her crystal pools--both active and placid--would embody beauty. Her fertility ensured that her beauty would grow without end: the green foliage that covered Her,
Billions of years later, wild animals of immense size would roam Mother Earth. They also embodied the Creator’s beauty. They were great in number and diversity; they walked upon Mother Earth proudly as their stature often approached the largest of trees. As the beasts would hear the sounds of explosions roaring throughout Sky’s domain, they became afraid and stomped upon Earth with a relentless ferocity. The beasts had already shown to embody the Creator’s undeniable beauty, but now as they showed their fear, they would become an indication of the Creator’s awe...
Yet they were NOT the Creator: they only knew what they saw and heard. This ignorance made them angry. Hence in their rage, they would seek to imitate the sounds of creation by stomping upon Mother Earth. This harnessed rage would become known astantrum.
Even much later than the tantrums of the primordial beasts, man would emerge, stand upright and affirm the apex of Creation. Armed with a brain, man would anchor civilization on the four corners of Earth as he learned to make tools. He would harbor much of the same anger that the animals did, yet he would have the mind and the means to make tools--tools for both destruction and creation.
Like the beasts, man would only know what he saw and heard. He would guess about the world that came before him, but he would never know for sure. Still, because a portion of man’s Spirit remained like the beasts, man would attempt to improve upon what he witnessed.
The animals that thrashed upon Earth would prove to be an improvement on the chaos that came before them and even reverberated in their ears and even their collective memory. It would be much of this collective memory, and indeed the beauty of Creation that would show in their tantrums.
And just as the animals would improve upon the thundering din that preceded them, the human would improve upon the sound of the wild animals thrashing upon Earth. Man would create new tools by carving holes in trees and stretching the skin of beasts to create new tools--the most important tools--that could imitate the chaos that he heard--thunder and tantrum--ordering this chaos in a way that made more sense to him; man would call his new creationcadence; he had placed order to the chaos that came generations before him.
