Imagine the vast, vacuous nothingness that once existed before we came into the equation. A prokaryote-infested habitation, which would soon become the place we all call home. Hard to imagine, right?
The beginnings of Earth and our existence is one of the most migraine-inducing enigmas, that has crocheted and woven through every single mind, pondering how on earth we got here. Without getting hyper-absorbed within an endless stream of existentialism, I want to talk about the guests who outstayed their welcome.
The Garden of Eden – a utopic scene of crystalline waters, spouting through perfectly formed rock; fertile soils producing trees with fruits unknown to man; a naked man and woman exploring their new idyll, with wondrous curiosity. Adam and Eve, who supposedly inhabited this perfect playground, were the original guests who outstayed their welcome. They were offered Utopia and took advantage of it; they trusted the serpent and ate the forbidden fruit, when they were warned not to. Cut back to present day, and the impressionable nature of the two parabolic figures flows through our veins.
Perhaps one of our greatest flaws, as a species, is the way in which we are able to readily trust. Whether we put our faith in a deity, in a family member, friend, or significant other, a political leader or organisation, we all have something or someone we wholeheartedly believe in. It can even be as simple as trusting the clothes we wear, for even they could tear at a moment’s notice. Instead of living in a world of unearthly delights, we live in a world of earthly plights and endless fights. Constantly treading on eggshells; the soil we tread on is infertile, corrupt, and tainted, just as we are; the sea and air polluted; and our minds diluted. Today, one’s worth is measured by how we play the game, how many virtual followers we have accumulated; money and fame.
Utopia cannot exist until human beings are perfect: “For except all men were good everything cannot be right.” This line from Sir Thomas More’s Utopia (1516) predicts that we will never experience living in an ideal world, until we change our immoral ways. However, in reality, it would be nonsensical to inhabit a Utopia. Living someplace where everything would simply go our way, would never enable us to learn a valuable lesson from life; we would only ever know about, and be surrounded by, the good. Utopia belongs in dreams.
We are not destined for Utopian living, for we are far too passive and nonchalant; rebels without a cause. Greenly greedy and hedonistic; the takers and breakers of Mother Nature’s heart; “World-losers and world-forsakers.” As we watch the natural horrors of the world through a screen of a billion micro-pixels, we forget that we are the ones who inflicted this sufferance and pain onto our “beautiful” world. The expiry date of this gargantuan rock-in-Orbis has been inevitably determined by the way we have treated it over the years. With reckless abandon, like our biblical forefathers, we have turned this world into a convenient hotel, where everything is served to us on silver platters, and all our needs are accommodated at the shrill sound of a bell; we have outstayed our welcome.
We checked into this worldly resort when we were born, and we will only check out when we cease to exist.
Words and Artwork - Jasmine Miller-Sauchella