This event marked a metaphysical inversion of a manifesting counter-rhythm when night returned for 14 days of darkness and 14 nights of daylight, during which the Lord placed Himself on a primordial tree. At that crucial hour, a second tree appeared, positioned to the left or right of what was equal in all measures. To uncover the truth, one must know the answer.
This mystery originated from our first fruits, which hung on a tree—not in sorrow, but in sacrifice—bestowing upon the woman a sacred gift: the power to bear children without the need for a man, her offspring born as fruits of knowledge itself. Her children emerged alive, speaking clearly from the moment of their first breath, reaching toward the promise of tomorrow. Their words—truth, wisdom, and knowledge—became the first language of the garden. The tree stood alone until humankind was ready to tend it. So, I had made garden keepers.
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