Are we each born with an inbuilt moral compass? Does it start pointing due north and waver through-out our lives, swinging back toward the centre in our best moments, spinning furiously at our worst?
Your god tells you that we’re born in sin, that we climb out of the darkness and head toward the light. I am inclined to think the opposite. That we are pristine and shiny when we meet this life, that the fall comes from living. We are all capable of the worst deception, you know. We lie to ourselves and each other in a hundred ways every day and we get better at it the deeper we go. So little of what we know for sure ever goes untested.
We did try in our best moments to change our course, to go our separate ways. We tried to live by your commandment. But the needle would not stay fixed, it would jump and start every time we turned back. Tracking our bearings against each other’s cardinal points, we would again follow the directions of our desire. Until no further navigation was required.
Pulled in by our magnetic force, finding our way back to our own due north, we so often left the compass spinning.