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A lexicology of god

By Katy Harvey

  1. Black Forest
    Black Forest
    By Madhu Ravi
Rasha: Hebrew. Wicked; one guilty of crime.

My brother used to take me to school in the beat-up truck he paid for himself. He liked to teach me the ways of the world like how to defend yourself in a fight and how to lie without getting caught and how to pretend that we could see through the darkness of the world all while driving past the towering cathedral spilling light out of its doors but never into our hearts.

Original Sin: English. The Christian belief in the sharing of humanity’s first sin.

I once asked my parents about the building with towers and colored glass weaving colors into the pavement. They told me the word of God but insisted it was nothing but lies, instructing me to instead listen to their own thoughts and so-called research instead of the history spoken through the paper tongue of God. They believed they were pure because they could not recognize their mind’s own darkness without light. They were never able to see but I have learned how the whole of humanity is tainted, stained by the clear-yellow temptation dribbling down the chins of the innocent and into streams made of water and blood.

Heaven: English. A place regarded in various religions as the abode of God (or the gods) and the angels, and of the good after death, often traditionally depicted as being above the sky.

Only those who have received salvation and are free from sin may enter God’s realm, all others are doomed to be sent to hell and receive their punishment. Hell is the home of the imperfect, the impure, those who might spill their poison onto the lushness of heaven and wither its purity to ashes. People told me my brother would surely go to heaven but they don’t know that his mind was slowed by alcohol while his car raced to his doom.

Hamartiology: English. The study of sin.

Home became empty, a place where only memories of life could survive. I couldn’t stand it and wandered until I finally found the doors of the church and my soul decided to stay. My parents were never able to understand why I suddenly chose to wake myself every Sunday and enter the very building they had denounced, but I knew there was something more and I wanted it to love me and I wanted to know why it would condemn me and my family to a life of sin and tragedy.

Paraptóma: Greek. A falling away, lapse, slip, false step, trespass, sin.

Humanity fell from the gates of heaven the instant the sweetness of evil breached Eve’s lips and spread through their children and wine until it reached my brother and sealed his fate in the clutches of death. This same poison extends to my mind and may one day ruin my own pleasure of death but perhaps I’ll find peace in the knowledge of why.