Once upon a time,
in the kingdom, that is a garden, the warmth that emanates is because of the diffused sun light. The light is diffused because the King of all pigments Chlorophyll is hard at work.
In his realm, by his undertaking, is the miracle of life propagated from the distant star Sol to the inhabitants of Earth. The work of this ruler among pigments is taxing, but the story of Chlorophyll begins with its brother Melanin. Since the time Earth was born life has permeated through it and gave shape to two distinct life forms; those that lived by themselves and those that fed on the former.
Now Melanin was the lesser of the two brothers and resided in that stream of life which fed on the subjects of his brother Chlorophyll. The two were amiable and that was how it would remain had it not been for Eve.
Most people assume Eve to be the biblical female but that is not so. You see the Eve I talk of is the one whose Mitochondria we still share today. Many of you will not readily appreciate the importance of this but remember from now on that the reason we breathe and we eat is so that all those can be transformed into energy by that tiny Mitochondria. It is only from the mother that we inherit this special organelle but that is an entirely different matter.
Now when Eve’s children crossed the cradle of life they grew pale and therein lay the trouble. For centuries now and forever our minds are irrevocably scarred by apartheid. Melanin grew fearful of these peoples who fought over nothing more than the hue of the skin, they who had sprung from the same Eve. In fear and wrath he asked his brother Chlorophyll to stop this madness.
Now Chlorophyll knew that these children of Eve were as important as He, though they did not think so of Him, but for all his wisdom he knew there was no escape from this. So in great anger and lesser sorrow he called for his brethren to leave Earth.
As the forests scorned man, Melanin scanned the sorrowful sight and sighed.
This is not what he had asked for.
in the kingdom, that is a garden, the warmth that emanates is because of the diffused sun light. The light is diffused because the King of all pigments Chlorophyll is hard at work.
In his realm, by his undertaking, is the miracle of life propagated from the distant star Sol to the inhabitants of Earth. The work of this ruler among pigments is taxing, but the story of Chlorophyll begins with its brother Melanin. Since the time Earth was born life has permeated through it and gave shape to two distinct life forms; those that lived by themselves and those that fed on the former.
Now Melanin was the lesser of the two brothers and resided in that stream of life which fed on the subjects of his brother Chlorophyll. The two were amiable and that was how it would remain had it not been for Eve.
Most people assume Eve to be the biblical female but that is not so. You see the Eve I talk of is the one whose Mitochondria we still share today. Many of you will not readily appreciate the importance of this but remember from now on that the reason we breathe and we eat is so that all those can be transformed into energy by that tiny Mitochondria. It is only from the mother that we inherit this special organelle but that is an entirely different matter.
Now when Eve’s children crossed the cradle of life they grew pale and therein lay the trouble. For centuries now and forever our minds are irrevocably scarred by apartheid. Melanin grew fearful of these peoples who fought over nothing more than the hue of the skin, they who had sprung from the same Eve. In fear and wrath he asked his brother Chlorophyll to stop this madness.
Now Chlorophyll knew that these children of Eve were as important as He, though they did not think so of Him, but for all his wisdom he knew there was no escape from this. So in great anger and lesser sorrow he called for his brethren to leave Earth.
As the forests scorned man, Melanin scanned the sorrowful sight and sighed.
This is not what he had asked for.