THE LIONS DEN

In the beginning all was blackness and man dwelled in the blackness of who he was.
The melanin in his skin testifying to who he was.
In the beginning man knew of his connection to all things, his responsibility.
Man and animal one.
Man and God one, man who had come from the heart of an exploded 🌟 and erupted on the scene supreme.
His DNA encoded spirally with the beginnings of all the other races, they would be born of his loins and populate the surface of planet Earth.
All formed of the darkness they would gradually grow lighter, cast out as lepers they would form colony's and move North.
Eventually settling in the mountains they lived as animals and forgot the ways of man.
All the while man building great cities and pyramids would forget about them.
Time would move on and the outcaste would become the Caucasian.
Man in his infancy thought that he could tame these beings. He would welcome him into his schools and universities, the Greeks and the Romans them
Teach them the knowledge and the oaths, teach them the deadly strokes.
Hieroglyphics and alphabetics, mathematics and philosophy.
The most delicate game psychology.