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by [romulus_campan ]

2013-02-23  |     | 




In the beginning, men watched the horizons,
and ploughed the earth.

And the earth was without form, and scattered with rocks;
and darkness was upon their face, and in their hearts, deep...
And the spirits of men moved upon the heart of the matter,
and men said, “Let there be gods”, and there were gods...
And men believed in their gods, and it felt good:
and the gods shadowed their minds,
and they became dark,
and darker.
And men called the light Grey,
and the darkness they called Nightmare.

And their evenings and their mornings were their resurrections
and graves...

And men said, let there be One,
permanent above our gods,
and let him divide our tribes from others.
And men made One permanent, who divided their tribes into those above
and others.
And it was so.
And men called the permanent's home Heaven.

And their evenings and their mornings were their resurrections
and graves...

And men said, let the waters from under the Heaven be called Tears,
and let the mothers' breast milk dry;
and it was so.
And men called their dried breasts Fate,
and the gathering of their tears called them War;
and men felt it was not good...

And men said, “The earth does not anymore, bring forth grass,
and herb yielding seed after its kind,
and the tree yielding fruit whose seed was in itself after its kind...”
And men saw, and it was not good.

And their evenings and their mornings were their resurrections and graves...

And men asked, “why are there lights under the Heaven,
to divide the Grey from the Nightmare?”
and they said, “for signs, and for reasons,
and for days, and tears,
and as lights to give light
upon our fights for the earth...”

And their evenings and their mornings were their resurrections
and graves...

And men saw the waters filled abundantly with the moving creatures that have life,
and fowl that flew above the earth in the open firmament of Heaven,
and the great whales, and every living creature that moves, which filled the waters abundantly, after their kind, and every winged fowl after their kind: and men saw how good it was...
And men coveted them, rubbing their hands and saying,
“Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the waters in the seas, and let fowl multiply in the earth.”

And men saw the earth roamed by living creatures after their kind, cattle,
and creeping things, and beast of the earth after their kind: and it was good.
And men started to kill the beast of the earth after their kind, and the cattle after their kind,
and every thing that crept upon the earth after their kind:
and men saw that killing was good.

And men said, “Let us make killing machines in our image, after our likeness:
and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air,
and over the cattle, and over all the earth,
and over every creeping thing that crept upon the earth.”
So men created killing machines in their own image,
in the image of men created they them;
and drought and hail followed...

And men blessed them, and said unto them,
“Be fruitful, and multiply, and impoverish the earth, and subdue it:
and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air,
and over every living thing that moves upon the earth.”

And men said, “Behold, we have burnt away for you every herb bearing seed,
which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree,
in the which is the fruit of a tree yielding seed;
for you we have done it.”
And from every beast of the earth, and from every fowl of the air,
and from every thing that crept upon the earth, wherein there is life,
men took away every green herb for meat:
and it was so...

And men finally saw every thing that they have made,
and behold,
it was too late.

As their evenings and their mornings
have become their graves...

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