Mije Writes

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I grew up not even knowing there was a Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. I climbed all of the trees in the garden, skinned my knees on their bark and ate of whatever fruit tree I desired. No knowledge ever came to me through a tree. I was a happy boy though nonetheless, living on the borders of God’s lands, which were hidden from me even though I played right next to them my entire childhood. I lived in two houses when I was young, the first of which I remember only in happy little snippets The second house exists in my mind in snippets also but I lived there for a longer period of time, right up until I was seventeen and it all fell apart. Over the years I played a lot in those yards and in the neighborhoods of each with the rest of the children waiting as we were for the night when the streetlights would not come on and we could play forever. We didn’t know we were waiting, we were just playing.

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He’s a part of me, we are that close. He can’t have a thought but I’m there completing it for him. We share everything together from his thoughts and feelings to his dreams of success and of course our many failures. We have been together since childhood and when we first met we were inseparable. We complete each other. I am his closest intimate and I want nothing more than to destroy everything that he has ever built.