Do we ever think about what we don't think about? Paradise.
Was it really?
Adam and Eve never were held by a mother, cuddled and sung to with lullabyes nor nursed and coddled with tenderness and familial embrace.
They never learned to toddle surrounded by brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles and grandparents cheering them on.
Adam and Eve were never in a neighborhood with other kids forming friendship bonds for life and exchanging dreams and hopes for a future they were building in their community.
Adam and Eve didn't learn nursery rhymes or sit in their Daddy's lap and read bedtime stories or get tucked in and kissed goodnight.
Adam woke up naked and stranded among animals with no companion and only invisible voices directing him.
Like a blind man in social darkness completely deprived of human touch.
He did not grow up among little girls or lovely teens or older women in a natural life cycle of beauty and age.
He never saw his Mommy kiss his Daddy.
What love might mean between people was never modeled in front of his eyes.
He did not select a choice of mates among many nor enjoy the attention of those vying for his notice.
Adam was surgically anesthetized and his own body rummaged for spare parts.
He awoke to the only human he'd ever seen: Eve.
What being a man or women was as infant, toddler, teen, young adult and such was a darkness of nothing to their experience.
They were strangers.
How is this being HUMAN at all?
Is it any wonder their first and most important choices were dysfunctional?
I mean: really?