There was another. A friend, a lover, a foe who was discarded as a mere nuisance during the depiction of the legendary Adam and Eve. For when God created his very first human, to tend to his garden and to tease with his mysterious trees, The Tree of Knowledge and Good and Evil specifically, another man rose from the dust to begin all human life with Adam, his friend, his brother and his eventual lover. This man’s name is not known.
There were two missing days. And for those days that were remembered, The Unnamed One was neglected an entry. Hidden for eternity, but written none-the-less at one time on endless scrolls in the sky. These scrolls described the emergence of both Adam and The Unnamed One from little but a pile of dust and together they worked long days tending to beautifully unmasked garden whilst exchanging unapologetic lustful glances of curiousity towards one another.
It is true what is said; they were created naked, for God’s creation needed no clothing. There was no shame in difference. There was no chance of humiliation for it had not been realised. There was nothing but a single emotion. Love. Encapsulating a care for one another that the surrounding roaming animals, unequally blessed with inferior minds, were not capable or emotional enough to express. The human species was an experiment created from boredom and curiousity. And thus, both Adam and The Unnamed One would share this very same boredom and intrigue once created.
At night, they would share the soft grass together at the foot of The Tree of Life. The grass that rose up at night and bound the two men together, wrapping them comfortably and lending them shelter during the introduction of elements that would allow their garden to grow fruitful by morning.
Those two nights both men lay there together, exhausted by the days work and cradled by the roots of The Tree of Life and it was on the second of those nights, that they embraced one another and finally releasing an apprehensive mountainous lust, Adam quietly rolled away and pressed his back into The Unnamed One as at the same time, without word, The Unnamed One entered him with ease and a sigh of pleasure.
Their bodies entwined in pleasure for hours that night and after a release, each, by the two men, they drifted into an unprecedented slumber and dreamt of nothing but the loving arms they expected to be waking up, held tightly inside.
This was not the intention of the Almighty. As the beasts and animals had reproduced before, it seemed that although having twice the strength on tending to the crops day by day was a successful tool, certain uses for other essential organs had been overlooked. He knew that mankind could not exist alone without these tools and Love itself was not enough to overcome the gender problems they were unknowingly facing as the beginning of the human race.
This slumber was to be their last together. This slumber was the one that God insisted on removing Adam’s rib. And this was the slumber that Eve would be created.
It began to rain. And in this rain, Adam would have his memory of The Unnamed One cleaned, any remembered or lingering lust would be extinguished, any pheromones or scents would be washed from his body and his Love for The Unnamed One would be, upon waking, completely forgotten.
And it was. Adam awoke to Eve and it was as if they each had never loved another.
Whilst Adam slept and God removed his rib, The Unnamed One was cast from The Garden of Eden. God told him if he ever returned or interfered in life’s processes again Adam would be struck down and his eyes would be set alight by simply seeing such a thing. The Unnamed One understood this emphatically and retired to the shadows of the universe where the Sunlight had not yet shone.
He watched as Eve took up his duties and stole his Love away from him.
He cried and sat in shadows wallowing in memories of a day or two before.
He couldn’t stand it.
He saw the tree. He remembered the rules; the rules he had not remotely needed to know whilst in the midst of a Love affair as great as his and Adam’s.
He remembered The Tree of Knowledge and Good and Evil.
Upon his further exile he swiped at the tree in anger and frustration, snatching a single apple from its branches in hope that with the knowledge he could regain the attachment he had lost and fix the burning in his chest. At least, he knew, even if he could not gain the knowledge he desired then he would surely die, and that, would be an apt secondary outcome.
He stared at the apple for a moment before biting into it. His reflection glared out from the shiny red surface and then by tilting it furthermore he would see the reflection of both Adam and Eve.
He sunk his teeth into it and in that very same moment he knew what he had to do. His eyes were alight with ideas and spiteful knowledge of manipulation. He looked over at Eve and looked back at the apple he held tightly in his hand, defiantly smirking and licking his lips with a forked tongue.
Open wide and bite into the apple,
Dickie LeRoo
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