Taking up
Clay
was the
greatest
sin
to Gnostics
Creation Isn’t a
celebration
of life,
it’s a cage.
a prison
for the
Celestial
spark
Trapped in
dull, earthen
vessels
divine sparks,
Of the Unity,
Disunified.
Separated.
Imperfected.
Not by
act but
through the
medium.
The urge
to create
is not a
gift, but a
curse.
Not a calling,
but a
temptation.
