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Chapter 79 - 79. New mission

In doing so, Ananke lost the soul of Gilgamesh in her delirium for Karl… initially, nothing could be outside the truth. Coming down this life, Gilgamesh still desired to accomplish his mission…. But it seemed to be impossible: Ananke was beyond his reach and no one could actually change it. For there was something that could take him down in minutes. That is to say that he had to go back to where came from: the myth world where the super omniversal Gilgamesh would manage the real affairs of the super omniverse. In that sense, nothing could be more right about this.

Gilgamesh: I really knew that something like this that something would happen this way by now. Some one has to remember the human who rode the bike and drove the tractor, the person who tilled the fields, who was born and lived and died, who loved and laughed and cried, the person who shivered in the cold and sweated in the sun. for real, I have neglected my own creed. However, there is a catch to it: the whole unity of life and death could actually take down a whole nation for what we would like to do in the next missions.

As Gilgamesh said this, he could see the portal to the myth world. But this world was not normal: it had a connection to the astral world. t is only when no one remembers, that you are truly lost. That is the true death. For it has enlightened numerous individuals that have never been to the wholeness of existence. What you seek you shall never find. For when the Gods made man, they kept immortality to themselves. Fill your belly. Day and night make merry. let Days be full of joy. Love the child who holds your hand. Let your wife delight in your embrace. For these alone are the concerns of man that we could actually fulfil through the known: the woman.

As you may see, many people do not get what a myth is. Axiologically, a myth contains the mortal persuasion of immortality and glory towards the target identity that we can form for the legend we can make. But these myths have always been real. Half the people in the world think that the metaphors of their religious traditions, for example, are facts. And the other half contends that they are not facts at all. As a result we have people who consider themselves believers because they accept metaphors as facts, and we have others who classify themselves as atheists because they think religious metaphors are lies.

Anake: the main use of this meeting was to organize everything for the raising of his empire. We need to continue the expansion of the new empire. After all, it has something do with what he has been doing with her main wife. The dream of all peoples a world without weapons, a world without wars despite any initiatives, no matter whether they are strategic or not, is only a utopia within the contemporary content of the. where because of the judicial astrology, in every situation, powerful rogues know how to save themselves at the expense of the feeble. Until now, the class society represents a power of one family that divided for itself the state as private property. That is why I have got this system of super monarchy.

The thing is, no god could actually interfere directly in the affair of a primordial god or perhaps the supreme gods did not actually care about the physical world in which they would just cause tribial problems in regard to management. Something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these do not belong on the résumé of a Supreme Being. This is the kind of shit you'd expect from an office temp with a bad attitude. And just between you and me, in any decently-run universe, this guy would've been out on his all-powerful ass a long time ago. And by the way, I say "this guy" that they dismiss as they truly understood nothing. For it is underrate to such extent that they want to get rid of it.

Sophia: Like the most of you, I was raised among people who knew - who were certain. They did not reason or investigate. They had no doubts. They knew that they had the truth. In their creed there was no guess — no perhaps. They had a revelation from God.

 They knew the beginning of things. They knew that God commenced to create one Monday morning, four thousand and four years before Christ. They knew that in the eternity — back of that morning, he had done nothing.

In this sense, They knew that it took him six days to make the earth — all plants, all animals, all life, and all the globes that wheel in space. They knew exactly what he did each day and when he rested. They knew the origin, the cause of evil, of all crime, of all disease and death.

I do not deny. I do not know - but I do not believe. I believe that the natural is supreme - that from the infinite chain no link can be lost or broken — that there is no supernatural power that can answer prayer - no power that worship can persuade or change — no power that cares for man.

 

Is there a God?

 

I do not know, which I could prove.

 

Is man immortal?

 

I do not know: immortally stupid

 

That said, ne thing I do know, and that is, that neither hope, nor fear, belief, nor denial, can change the fact. It is as it is, and it will be as it must be, not like that loneliness that can take your life. In this deed, I am not what others think of me.

 

We can be as honest as we are ignorant. If we are, when asked what is beyond the horizon of the known, we must say that we do not know. We can tell the truth, and we can enjoy the blessed freedom that the brave have won. We can destroy the monsters of superstition, the hissing snakes of ignorance and fear. We can drive from our minds the frightful things that tear and wound with beak and fang. We can civilize our fellow-men. We can fill our lives with generous deeds, with loving words, with art and song, and all the ecstasies of love. We can flood our years with sunshine — with the divine climate of kindness, and we can drain to the last drop the golden cup of joy. For that is the true miracle of life or as I would rather say: the explanation.

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