God was looking at a tree branch.
“What should I do with you now?” said he quietly to himself, not paying attention to by-standing Adam, who was watching clouds over God’s shoulder.
“Is it that you do not like it here? It is paradise after all. The only thing I want from you to do is remember a few simple rules. And live by them.”
“But I do remember them,” growled Adam.
“It does not look like it. Here,” the divine finger pointed downwards. “There was an apple. I am Omnipotent, so I do not have to ask where it is now. Where is that apple?!”
“Truly answer of the Man. I can be just and I can be punishing. When I said: Of every tree of the garden thou mayest freely eat, I also added: But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it. If you really remember the rules, you know that. What should I do with you now?”
God was pondering.
“Because thou hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life.”
“And…” passionate speech didn’t affect Adam at all.
The Creator frowned: “You are fine with that?”
He noticed that Adam was looking at the gazelle that ran past him.
“No! I will be extremely punishing. I will exile you from Paradise.”
“If you say so.”
“Even this is not worthy punishment for you?” God was amazed.
“I’ll be going now,” said Adam happily. In fact, he was getting quite bored in Eden and this sudden expelation seemed really nice to him.
“Please. I will still be with you – my anger does not reach that far,” said God.
“Thanks,” nodded Adam. He waved and heads to the exit.
He was awaiting worse things. God was quite benevolent this time.
“Wait. You have forgotten something.”
There was something in God’s voice that made Adam turn around very slowly. He expected cherubs with flaming swords, a dragon and maybe even the Devil himself will stand in front of him. He saw a being that awoke something in him that he couldn’t even name. Pleasant feelings – and doubts deep in his mind.
God was enjoying the perfection of his judgment. He grinned.
"Things just happen. What the hell."
* Terry Pratchett. Hogfather
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