O' hear the cry of the uncleav'd womb

Leonardo Da Vinci's lab notes

what of the cry, of the empty womb

create'th it not  but, a ball sized wound.

it cries now for Sara's, two thousand sons.

lost at the birth, of the savior/son

and what of the portions, joined not at birth.

long barren they were, so she cleav'd its' parts.

and what of the Gift, of the sisters luv.

she give'th them now, to share'th their womb.

and what of the child's, and husband so dear,

endureth they must,  the wound now returned

and what of the time, remaineth their still.

grateful they are, for that which remains.

and what of the ones, receiveth they still,

the gift have they now, of the savior/ son.

Steven Bassett

2015

on the dictatorship and absolutism of scientific thought

Science can tell us a great deal about the world. It can tell us what the stars are made of, explain how a lightning bug flashes in the night sky, and describe the process of cell division that leads a zygote to become a baby girl. But it does not tell us why we should care about the nature of stars, why the staccato flash of insects in the night delights us, or how the child should live. The error of believing that science represents the highest, or purest, or only reliable guide to truth is the error of scientism. Philosophers like Maurice Merleau-Ponty have pointed out that the problem is not science itself, one of the greatest and most fruitful of all human enterprises. The healthy stance is not “to question the validity of physical laws or the veracity of mathematical equations, but rather . . . to break the dictatorship and absolutism of scientific thought over all other forms of human thinking.”12

Givens, Terryl; Givens, Fiona (2014-09-05). The Crucible of Doubt (Kindle Locations 322-328). Deseret Book Company. Kindle Edition.

On Mothers' Eve.

God the Son informing Eve of the consequences of her choice to eat the forbidden fruit and learn good from evil.

In gaining the knowledge of procreation, she will learn by experience how to be a god and govern her children, this act will increase her sorrow.

"Thy sorrow I will greatly multiplie [193]

By thy Conception;

Children thou shalt bring In sorrow forth," 

(John Milton, Paradise Lost Book 10)

"Four times my mother bore children.

Four times she offered her life,

on the delivery table,

In sorrow she brought forth,

four children.

A fifth she lost in utero,

she named him Dana Allen.

She mourned his loss,

the remainder of her days."

(Steven Lynn Bassett , The Offering of her Life)