Greetings, @d-pend
I guess our greatest quality is also our greatest folly. We are creative, inquisitive, and sensitive. That susceptibility makes appreciate beauty but also weakens us and makes us gullible. Our desire for answers is only matched by our frustration at not getting them quick enough. That makes a lot of room for magic beans and all sorts of mumbo-jumbo.
The first picture is great because it captures the two “orbital” objects of our lunacy (curiously there is not anomaly associated with the sun, is it?) and the maximum man-made object of conflict: a church, making the latter look as disconnected and fenced off the world as those who fenced themselves inside its walls.

The concoction resulting from this relatively successful experiment (judging by its longevity, there the justification for the question at the end of the poem) is heretic in as much as it acknowledges its own absurdity

Stripe of the sun
stirring Mars and mustard seeds
in a hot pan
until they blister at the seams
and crackle
into aromatic heresies.

Mark Twain put it nicely (and I’ll elaborate more on that in an upcoming post part of the @equipocardumen Citario) in The God of the Bible Vs. the God of the Present Day. As revealed by science the universe of the Bible looks like it has a toy sun and a toy moon ruling over some 8,000 square miles.

The religious leaders behaving like “screaming vigilantes” is something I see every day in the streets of Cumaná. People boasting erudition but driven by folly, like a child stolen and changed by fairies. Where are the real children? we may wonder; the ones who were supposed to have been created in the image of God. If what we have is it, then, as Mark
Twain suggests, we have a god problem.

And, yet, I want to read that rhetorical question as an open possibility for redemption. In the same way may have gotten it wrong by insisting on certain kinds of impossible, we may get it right by virtue of the same stubbornness and ingenious tenacity.