genties & ladlemen,

another thought experiment for you all to participate it.

Imagine you are home and you have no pressing business at hand.  You have enough time to relax.

Your doorbell-equivalent rings and you answer it and there, right there, is Satan.  He says "sorry to bother you, but I have to do this.  Is there anything you'd like to ask me or do to me?"

It is assumed that you somehow know this is Satan & that He is telling the truth.

Genties & ladlemen,

What do you think of, what comes to mind, heart, soul, when you think of the Garden of Eden?  An actual place, a state of being, tales told around the fireside?

Please feel free to riff on the many things it brings forth in you.  Songs, stories, poems, paintings, anti-religious rants, whatever.

I'll begin with this, from that wonderful series, "The Symphony of Science"