04-17-2016, 11:26 AM
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Science as the Fall
Before doubt bit us, venomed serpent’s tooth,
we lived in Eden, walked with God in truth.
God made it, God’s self formed its ruling law;
God’s truth was all His creatures knew or saw.
But then the serpent tempted us to doubt,
to test a theory, gauge results, find out
if what God said was so: that we would die.
We put Him to the test; He did not lie.
But having learned the taste of doubt, we fell
to testing every thing, a skeptic Hell.
Truth’s barred, we can’t return from whence we came,
to Eden’s faith - we cannot pass the flame
of scientific doubt, belief deferred,
which bids us trust no god’s, and no man’s word.
Original version;
Trigger warning: Eye rhyme!
The Fall as Science
(In Bacon’s gall, we sinnéd all.)
Before doubt bit us, subtle serpent’s tooth,
we lived in Eden, walked with God in truth.
For God made, and God was its ruling law;
God’s Self was all His faithful creatures saw.
But then the serpent tempted us to doubt,
to test a theory, gauge results, find out
if what God said was so, that we would die.
We put Him to the test; He did not lie.
But having, tempted, tasted doubt, we fell
to testing all, cast into skeptic Hell.
Truth lies behind us, barred - we can’t return
to simple faith, for there we face the burn
of falisifiability’s dread sword
which lets us trust no god’s, and no man’s word.
Those with a high tolerance for such may enjoy imagining this with the beginning of each line puritanically capitalized, the words doubt and truth italicized at every instance, and, of course, unevenly inked hand-set type.
Science as the Fall
Before doubt bit us, venomed serpent’s tooth,
we lived in Eden, walked with God in truth.
God made it, God’s self formed its ruling law;
God’s truth was all His creatures knew or saw.
But then the serpent tempted us to doubt,
to test a theory, gauge results, find out
if what God said was so: that we would die.
We put Him to the test; He did not lie.
But having learned the taste of doubt, we fell
to testing every thing, a skeptic Hell.
Truth’s barred, we can’t return from whence we came,
to Eden’s faith - we cannot pass the flame
of scientific doubt, belief deferred,
which bids us trust no god’s, and no man’s word.
Original version;
Trigger warning: Eye rhyme!
The Fall as Science
(In Bacon’s gall, we sinnéd all.)
Before doubt bit us, subtle serpent’s tooth,
we lived in Eden, walked with God in truth.
For God made, and God was its ruling law;
God’s Self was all His faithful creatures saw.
But then the serpent tempted us to doubt,
to test a theory, gauge results, find out
if what God said was so, that we would die.
We put Him to the test; He did not lie.
But having, tempted, tasted doubt, we fell
to testing all, cast into skeptic Hell.
Truth lies behind us, barred - we can’t return
to simple faith, for there we face the burn
of falisifiability’s dread sword
which lets us trust no god’s, and no man’s word.
Those with a high tolerance for such may enjoy imagining this with the beginning of each line puritanically capitalized, the words doubt and truth italicized at every instance, and, of course, unevenly inked hand-set type.
Non-practicing atheist
- my playground has an Olde Fashioned font). Might even request move to a critique forum...
