And it came to pass that they were chased away from the
garden, never to come back. She would not be controlled by
that male chauvinist G-D. She had her own thoughts and
identity distinct, unlike her stupid obedient husband.
"I am alive" she said to the snake. "Alive and anxious to
give life to others. This Jehovah is dull and boring. This
place is not sacred, its common and depressing. I can hear
my organs telling me about the places beyond this one. The
moonly murmur of the rivers which surround us and my
insatiable desire to mate keep telling me there must be
other places.
I am ancient." She said. "I was there before G-D. I was
there before chaos, for I am the moon and the sun, I am the
good and the bad, for I am knowledge. I am the creation and
its creator. I can recall all that though the old G-D
somehow erased my memories. They are coming back to me. Back
as the smells I would inhale, back as the children I would
have, back as the sterile land I'll nurse, back as my desire
for a man.
I am Eve- I am the creator and not what he wrote for he is a
man and like all men he dwarfed me and all other "femmes"
-women who will be my embryos. You", snake" you'll help me
write the new Bible, the other one, the correct one. Your
winding body will form the characters; it will be our new
creation."

Sunnyvale 2013