Heavens and Earth rose out of chaos,
as Milton said,
prior to it, life was just existence,
plain and empty,
meaningless with nothing to aim towards,
the fruit set man free,
digesting chaos and allowing it to spill into the body, into the blood, into the heart and mind,
with it came an aim,
aim to get back to the heavens which now separated from the plain existence of old,
get back to the ideal,
now the individual actions and choices mattered,
those who made order within themselves found heaven again.
Yet, every day we avoid chaos,
take the easy way, the comfortable way, the known path,
avoid what is unknown,
walk within the safe bounds,
only safe risks, safe decisions, safe impulses,
but in that safe life, we set the aim only to the ground we walk upon.
In order to find heaven,
your hellish roots must be visible,
in that is meaning,
to face the abyss,
to stand at the edge,
to shake hands with your shadow,
to embrace the possibility of disorder for eternity,
to jump off the cliff and make the parachute on your way down,
in that is life,
in that is heaven.