There was a boy who lived in the
first few years of humanity. He suffered at the hands of others because of his
innate artistic abilities and his eyes that saw beauty in all things even
things like vermin and disgust. The humans he lived with exiled him. Every
couple of days, he would sit under a fig tree with God to discuss his findings
and God would tell the boy what elements He used to make it which fascinated
the boy. The boy would then use this knowledge to make farms, gardens, and
domesticate several species of animals. Demons would try to destroy his
creations, but when they encountered him, angels would come to defend him.
The other people were jealous of the
boy’s works and the favor he had with God. When the boy visited the town to
share his knowledge and fruits of labor, they tied him up, tortured him to the point
where he died of his injuries. As the boy went to Heaven, the demons of Hell
cursed him to have the same dirtied and bloodied appearance that he had when he
died and as he entered Heaven, the citizens were uneased by him. He wandered
through the streets and went to the place in Heaven that God told him to go
when he died. God had grown the same fig tree that was on the earth in Heaven and the boy
found God waiting for him there with open arms.
God asked the boy if he understood
why He wasn’t there to help him in his time of need and the boy said, “I know
and you brought me here with you. I care not about the past so do you want to
talk about the birds? I’ve seen ones that can turn their heads all the way
around and ones that caw. Those ones are pretty like the rest, but these ones
are unique. Can you tell me more about them?”
God was overjoyed with the boy’s
understanding. The boy now takes one of the highest seats in Heaven that a
human can obtain. With his position, he sends out his prayers and helps those
abandoned by humanity, by healing their wounds, and pains caused by others. God
wiped away the curse on him and is now one of the most beautiful humans in
existence. On special days, he’ll sit underneath a fig tree with God and talk
about the beauties of the universe and be told its secrets.
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