From A Year of 100-Word Thoughts

Copyright 2021 A. R. Gregory

 

Fig Leaves 

 

With their newfound knowledge, Adam and Eve grabbed the nearest things to hide their embarrassing genitals. But they’d been fine before with their mysterious naturalness. So what of all our sophisticated knowledge today, of the fancy epistemological underpants we donn? Rather than rediscover an overgrown, forgotten Eden, we deny its very existence, dismiss the quest as whimsical farce. Its lush, mysterious tendrils ever swirling around us, inviting us to admit that we are really¬†its¬†creatures, not those of some wordy, prudish God, we wander about, crafting our ever more tedious ideas, regaling ourselves with our incontrovertible, depressingly barren logic.