Now change the question.

Who is a sinner?

The one who bites of the apple? Seeking knowledge?
And what kind of knowledge is dangerous?
If knowledge can kill, then so can life.
In reality it is in dying that we are truly born.
Not in to the flesh. But as an idea,
a floating mote of dust that lingers on the eyelash of some supreme

Creative force. And then that force smiles.(can divinity smile?)
And then does this divine creative force need human tabulations and

Equivalents to be recognized?
We see that force all around. In the arrogance. In the innocence.
The passion that makes us kill. The same passion that makes us love.
The idea. That’s what we are, we are some divine cosmic idea, floating

In arbitrary isolation. There is no greater calling in your life than

To live it. To realize it. To realize the truth. Your truth. Not to

Validate another's truth;
am I starting to build a new religion? Is that what I am doing?
Am I trying to carve a pedestal for myself?
Aren’t we all vain to the point of thinking that we are Special?
What is this specialty?
Do things like this really matter?
Ultimately if you ask too many questions the answers you get will just be

Some more questions.
The trick, yes there is a trick, is to balance.
Everything depends on equilibrium. The balance of good and evil.
The consequence.
One has to do what one has to do.
The fear is real it is human. Don’t become god.
Being god deprives you of glory, and you were made for Glory.