Post by Sheraton on Aug 16, 2008 16:25:59 GMT -5
Genesis of Grief
Long, long ago before the earth and the heavens existed, two brothers lived in the world.
Able to read each other's hearts without so much as a glance, the two were fully satisfied.
The world was the two. The two were the world.
One day the Elder Deity accidentally broke the Younger Deity's treasured sword. Furious, the Younger Deity retaliated by slashing the Elder Deity's treasured spear with his broken sword. The spear was split in half and the Elder Deity erupted in anger.
And so, glaring at each other, one holding his broken sword, the other his broken spear they fought.
The War waged for seven days and seven nights. On the eighth day, the Younger Deity realized their foolishness and went to the Elder Deity to request a truce. But the Elder Deity, still blinded with anger, saw this as an opening and thrust his spear. The spear pierced the chest of the Younger Deity and took his life.
The Younger Deity's final breath became the heavens, and his fallen body became earth. The fountain of blood erupted high and became the sun. The broken sword shattered and formed the moons and stars in the heavens. Feeling great shame, the Elder Deity wept. His tears became rain and fell to earth, forming oceans in its deep contours.
From eternal tranquility, the world was set into motion.
Long, long ago before the earth and the heavens existed, two brothers lived in the world.
Able to read each other's hearts without so much as a glance, the two were fully satisfied.
The world was the two. The two were the world.
One day the Elder Deity accidentally broke the Younger Deity's treasured sword. Furious, the Younger Deity retaliated by slashing the Elder Deity's treasured spear with his broken sword. The spear was split in half and the Elder Deity erupted in anger.
And so, glaring at each other, one holding his broken sword, the other his broken spear they fought.
The War waged for seven days and seven nights. On the eighth day, the Younger Deity realized their foolishness and went to the Elder Deity to request a truce. But the Elder Deity, still blinded with anger, saw this as an opening and thrust his spear. The spear pierced the chest of the Younger Deity and took his life.
The Younger Deity's final breath became the heavens, and his fallen body became earth. The fountain of blood erupted high and became the sun. The broken sword shattered and formed the moons and stars in the heavens. Feeling great shame, the Elder Deity wept. His tears became rain and fell to earth, forming oceans in its deep contours.
From eternal tranquility, the world was set into motion.
