Chapter 1
Once there was a loving creative being which itself made an amazing creature that could use sunlight as an energy source (which it got from the heavens above) to connect water molecules (which it got from the earth below) with carbon dioxide molecules (that it got from the air & sky around it, in the space between the heavens and the earth), and by this means it created glucose molecules in enough abundance that they could be its own entire food source, and it often had enough to share a crop with other creatures, and on top of that it could also use the glucose as building blocks (like little Lego blocks) for making structures to act as solar panels, and to collect nutrients, and make other structures to reach up and display those solar panels, while keeping them strong against the gravity of, and the winds around, that world.
So, it made its own food out of basic building blocks, with one specific band of energy from sunlight. This creature was made such that it had little solar panels that both collected the sunlight from the heavens, and the carbon dioxide from the gap in between the heavens and the land, the airy current-swept skies, and it had a pipe and tube system that burrowed down and collected and transported the water from the ground level and even from deep under the ground up to the little food factories where this water was (as I said before) one of the two major compounds needed for food production.
It had been made by its creator so that the solar paneled, food factories, were thrust out in such a way as to capture the maximum sunlight during the day when the sun rose, as it circled like a dome over the world this creature lived in, until it set again on the other side of the world.
This creature was so moved by the spirits of that world, that it danced, and rustled, swayed and waved, & at times clapped and banged.
The loving creative being deemed this amazing creature of its making to be good, (including solid, dependable), and that its functions (like gifting food, clothing and shelter to nearly all other inhabitants in that world) were also good.
But this being of creative love wanted this amazing creature further to be overseen and cared for by the children of creative love. This was such a high honour that nothing short of creative love could properly care for this amazing creature. So creative love’s own children would be up to this. They would need to be more mobile than that beautiful creature, and would need to have a bigger picture in mind. So creative love modelled to its children guarding and caring for these amazing creatures. It would have to see that its children would grow in the wisdom of creative love to be able to partner properly with creative love itself as its representative, a picture of, an embodiment of creative love, in that world.
Everything was set. The children of creative love had all sorts and types and smells and textures of food made for them by these amazing creatures, who taught the foetal children of creative love to dance, to give, to be solid, to lift up their hands themselves to their maker and mother, & father and friend, to become so prosperous and full of abundance as to always have much more to give, being given their own energy directly from the heavens daily, in order to make their own food, and the food for the entire planet to be able to live, and on top of that giving what was needed (not so much), for the clothing and shelter needs of the entire world, and modelling how to give their skeletons & body parts to others to contribute to keeping them going well. They lived with how much more than they needed? Who could tell? An ecosystem based on complementing, care, provision, mateship & abundance was developing… this smelled like creative love ...
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