Once on a tiny planet in a corner of a galaxy a new species evolved from Nature’s womb, and she marvelled at these creatures. She spoke often to them. She spoke in a language older than time itself; she spoke in the patterns of the bird’s flight across the skies, in the wind whispering through the trees and in the movement of the animals across the Earth. The people listened and lived their lives accordingly.

Humankind and Nature were one.

One day when Nature spoke to the people they did not hear her.
Nature frowned.
She spoke again - in the growth of the trees, in passage of the Moon across the night sky and in the change of the season of the Earth.
Still the people did not hear her.
Nature pondered on this for some time before she understood.

The people had become clever.

When Nature realised this, her heart grew cold and an ice-wind blew across the Earth freezing all in its path.
For a time the people shunned their clever ways and returned to living as one with Nature - the climate was too harsh for them to do otherwise.
Nature smiled at this, her heart began to warm towards the clever people and again they prospered.

Nature sang to them in the colours of the setting sun, in the patterns of the rainfall and in the cycles of life.
But once again the people became deaf to her. Their clever nature lay dormant for a time, but soon the people returned to their intelligent ways.

The clever people built, and learned and multiplied. They began to see Nature as the enemy who continually disrupted their progress.

What they built she tore down.
What they learnt she confused.
When they reproduced she cut them back.

With all of her power Nature could not stop the clever people, for she must always run her course.
She cried until her heart would break at the future she now saw for the clever people - and the rains fell. They fell and fell on the heads of all the creatures of the Earth and flooded the whole world.

But the clever people did not perish. They continued to build, and learn and multiply and now their cleverness knew no bounds. Eventually the clever people became so pleased with their New World Order, created apart from Nature, that it was decided a being must exist who commanded all the Universe into life.

The word of this man-like being was made law and it was written that it was he who divided the day and the night, he who called forth the animals and he who said that the clever people should have dominion over every living thing upon the Earth.

And so the clever people created a god in their own image.

The clever people gave their god immense power over the minds of men and marvelled at his goodness and his greatness. But the clever people were foolish.

Few understood the words:
“Recognise beauty and ugliness is born.
Recognise good and evil is born.”

As mankind created god so too the devil was born into existence. God and the devil were one.

“Is and isn’t produce each other.” That is the only true law. It is Nature’s law.

Those that knew this could only watch the horrors that would unfold. For as the clever-foolish people praised each grand achievement of science and progress and thanked their benevolent god for all he bestowed upon them, he worked his mischief in their hearts. He set brother against brother. He gave them heroes to glorify and treasures to covet. He emptied their bellies and filled their heads with knowledge and desire.

He drove them mad.

Nature grew angry with the clever-foolish people and a great fire raged in her belly. She spoke again to them. She made the sun glow with such strength that the Earth cracked and the sea warmed, but the clever-foolish people simply hid their eyes from the light and complained.
Nature made the rain pour down. Rain brings life, but the clever-foolish people were unhappy that their houses flooded - they no longer roamed the Earth as Nature dictated all creatures should.

Finally Nature spoke to the clever-foolish people in the only way that they could now understand.

She spoke in the bellies of the starving, in the voices of the plague, and in the faces of those killed at war. She spoke in the rising heat and in the extinction of myriad species. She spoke as the clever-foolish people’s own children turned against them, and each other, with only hatred and greed in their hearts. She spoke and she spoke until she could tell them no more.
She said “God is dead.”