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I look up to the sky and see those massive Hands. Those huge Hands that create and destroy, give and take, give mercy and gives wrath. I watch them move mountains and create lakes. I watch them deliver babies and creat all life. I watch them kill and rend the flesh of those the hands see fit. I watch in wonderment and awe. I look down at my hands and think, "Why not my hands? Why cant mind do that?" And I set to the jobs I see the Hands in the sky do, and I am amazed and overjoyed that I dont need to depend on those hands in the sky anymore. I can create life and strike down my fows on my own. I know see that my hands are stong and why cant others have these hands? Must they all depend on Those Hands in the sky? And I wonder further if others have these hands and if they do then why must we need those massive Hands? And further still, if everyone had those hands then why are those massive Hands still there?
Blessed are the victorious, for victory is the basis of right - Cursed are the vanquished, for they shall be vassals forever! |
