Is the knowledge if good and evil...evil?

After Adam and Eve bit the apple, He turns to His trinity and says, "Now they are like us, knowing the difference between good and evil."

I've always wondered why sin is defined in this way.

Why does the knowledge of good and evil make us sinners, but not God?

Maybe it's because we confuse our definitions of good and evil. Like we keep eating bad apples, over and over sick to our stomachs, because somewhere deep in our bellies we believe they are good for us. The same words God used for creation, we use for the perversion of it. Good.

But God's definitions of good and evil are never mixed up. Could you imagine being able to interact with everything as it really is? No illusions, no false hope, no dried up cisterns. God has pure reality pouring in and through him. In The Great Divorce, C.S. Lewis describes heaven as a place so solid that our human souls look like ghosts in comparison. A blade of grass is heavier than a tree on earth. As we grow closer to God, we become more solid. He teaches us how to separate light and darkness, so that someday, like Him, we will be solid enough to know good and evil, and not be overcome by it.

We're Sick of Each Other

Read this great article comparing pinterest and facebook.

"What sets Pinterest apart and makes it so appealing is its focus on who we want to be -- not on what we're doing, where we've gone, how important we are or how beloved. While much of the content shared on existing social networking sites like Facebook, Twitter and Foursquare screams, "Look at me," Pinterest posts urge, "Look at this." At least for now, the site offers a refreshing haven away from the boosterism and boasting that plague so many sites."

Art is Work

Chapter "Approaching the Mystery" in The War of Art, (109).

Why have I stressed professionalism so heavily in the preceding chapters? Because the most important thing about art is to work. Nothing else matters except sitting down every day and trying.

Why is this so important?

Because when we sit down day after day and keep grinding, something mysterious starts to happen. A process is set into motion by which, inevitably and infallibly, heaven comes to our aid. Unseen forces enlist in our cause; serendipity reinforces our purpose.

This is the other secret that real artists know and wannabe writers don't. When we sit down each day and do our work, power concentrates around us. The Muse takes note of our dedication. She approves. We have earned favor in her sight. When we sit down and work, we become like a magnetized rod that attracts iron filings. Ideas come. Insights acrete.

Just as Resistance has its seat in hell, so Creation has its home in heaven. And it's not just a witness, but an eager and active ally.

What I call Professionalism someone else might call the Artist's Code of the Warrior's Way. It's an attitude of egolessness and service. The Knights of the Round Table were chaste and self-effacing. Yet they dueled dragons.

We're facing dragons too. Fire-breathing griffins of the soul, whom we must outfight and outwit to reach the treasure of our self-in-potential and to release the maiden who is God's plan and destiny for ourselves and the answer to why we were put on this planet.

If you want to pursue a woman...

What does it mean when a man falls in love with a radiant face across the room? It may mean that he has some soul work to do. Instead of pursuing the woman and and trying to get her alone, he needs to go alone himself, perhaps to a mountain or cabin, for three months, write poetry, canoe down a river, and dream. That would save some women a lot of trouble.

Iron John, Robert Bly