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B is for First To Die [Introduction]

Trece, if I know you and I do, you have no doubt found the journal. I am sorry. I'm sorry I kept all this from you. Actually I am not. I made my decisions so that you could be free to make yours. Nevertheless, here we are. You will know what to do. You will help us die.  Love Always, Grandpa Adam

Intro:
Let me tell you a story…

Once upon a time, Adam & Eve lived in a Garden somewhere in Eden. Every thing was fine till a snake told a woman she could be God. You with me so far? Good. So she ate the fruit and gave it to her husband and then they both realized they were naked. Still with me? Alright. Then, the talking snake said to them, “hey, what else was God hiding?” [paraphrasing] So the husband & wife duo went on searching. And they stumbled across the Tree of Life. A tree whose fruit granted its eaters immortality. They ate from that as well. And the snake’s been laughing ever since. Because even though sin entered the world, so did eternal life. That’s if… you believe that story.


Let me tell you another story…
Sometime between Homo Erectus and Homo Sapiens Neandertalensis, man’s core attributes began to change. In other words we evolved. Again. The cellular structure of the planet’s highest animal merged with a bacterium scientists have affectionately called Infinitas. I’m not entirely sure of the who’s and the what’s with Infinitas but I’m sure the dinosaurs and the asteroid before had something to do with it. Everything’s their fault. The point is this: cells do not die, they regenerate. But this regeneration is not instantaneous. So then, as you know, we still live in a world of disease and diarrhea but…. No death. There has been no death for over 6000 years. The human race is immortal. Believe that story. 
- Uno Adam: Searcher, Seeker, Tired old man.

 [When you live in a world that just won't die, there are problems. Find out The SOCIAL IMPLICATIONS  in Tomorrow's Section #1 entry]

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