and in weekend God created...

What if I start to write my own Bible? My own story of the world… and in the sixth day, God created Ioana. S(he) was playing with dirt and by mistake, a pretty human face came out, was a fat 4 kilos baby. Had no defined features and besides that pretty face nothing was yet set. That Saturday was not a working day and as funny as it seems it was the only day when God created humans. Every other creature and every other soul had their reason of existence, well set, well placed, well integrated, well defined as parts and complete as wholes. But Saturdays were fun. They were weekend days to play around when no limits were set to creativity, pleasure and the delight of art. And who would like to spoil that with reason, order, common sense or logic? Interesting creatures were born on Saturdays… but they were never finished, they were never spotlessly defined or specifically outlined, they had no precise meaning and no determined fate. That’s why they got a mind and heart, they got desire and they got hope, but most of all they got FREEDOM; freedom to act, freedom to speak, freedom to decide. And as they were born out of a heart’s work not mind, each one is loved by God, and cherished and encouraged and supported to go on, to find their paths. Every other Saturday creature is intensely beautiful. The world is now diverse, lively, spontaneous and free. No one knows why they come and where they go, what they want and mostly: why do they love? Each one of them has this obsession of finding “the one”, they are afraid of loneliness and their happiness is always defined by something they don’t have.

Probably God was afraid at one point humans would stop evolving and then they will be as ordinary as the other creatures are. So carefully each last touch is always doomed with greed, longing for love and lust. We all want, desire, fancy, wish, crave, miss, need, yearn and search and search and search… and it’s probably what makes it all more fun to watch.


Saturday creatures are lot of fun and probably God loves to laugh...