I come into this world with the inevitability that I will die another day.
If God wound up the clock, then is it not the snake who set the world into motion? The snake hissed at Eve to take a bite, for an experience she never would have known. The world was born off of Apophis' back, a black void of nothing. Taking the form of a serpent, Apophis chases the sun god, Ra, across the sky each day, the gods of Ancient Egypt battling the chaos he brings with each night. Shiva dances, standing on one leg in a circle of fire, the continuous creation and destruction of our world. A serpent coils along the lord of dance's right arm – there are evils in this world with a license to kill. Shiva's hand extends past the snake, gesturing to the viewer with his palm raised; abhaya mudra. Fear not of change. Fear not of the evils lurking in the darkness, for tomorrow never dies and we must be undone before coming closer into being.