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... not as human beings would.

When the cr eatr ess

and cr eator heard...

...that they failed to speak

as human beings do...

...they said to each other...

''They have not in the least master ed

the calling of our names...

...although we ar e their constructors

and their cr eators.

That is not in order.''

Ther efor e the cr eatr ess and

the cr eator...

...essayed once mor e...

...to build living beings,

to make moving cr eatur es.

''Without fail let us try anew!''

Time dr ew near for the dissemination

of man and for the illumination.

''Let us build ourselves a keeper!''

The flesh of man was

made of tzite-wood...

... but when woman was carved by

the cr eatr ess and the cr eator...

...the flesh of woman was made

of r eed-grass marr ow.

But still the cr eatur es wer e

without sense...

...they spake not befor e the face of

their cr eatr ess and their cr eator...

...who made them, who formed them.

And so wer e they destr oyed,

dr owned.

For their sakes, the face

of the earth was darkened.

Ther e r eigned a rain-darkness...

... pelting-rain by day,

and pelting-rain by night.

Small beasts and big beasts

flocked together.

Tr ees and r ocks cried

shame upon them.

They determined to

climb up the huts...

... but the huts made them tumble,

and they fell.

They determined to

hide in the caves...

... but the caves closed befor e them.

ln this manner the second destruction

of the beings formed...

...or cr eated like man took place...

...of the beings which ar e

doomed to perish, to fall.

They wer e extinguished...

...they wer e all, r oot and branch,

destr oyed.

Now ''Flying Robert'' appears

small at the horizon...

... umbr ella in hand,

his hair teased by the wind...

...wet-thr ough and shaken...

... rigid and sad like no other.

ln Paradise you cr oss the sand

without seeing your shadow.

Ther e is a landscape

even without deeper meaning.

Paradise is available to everybody.

ln Paradise only God is looking on.

Ther e you cr oss the sand

without seeing your face.

Ther e is landscape even

without deeper meaning.

The gates of Paradise ar e

open to everybody.

Ther e, works ar e inspected

which no one would do.

Ther e you dig holes without

stumbling on man.

Ther e you slake lime and ar e

chosen for this task by the rich.

Ther e, men cast a shadow

in spite of the scorching sun.

Afterwards rar e animals

wer e seen ther e.

l only have 16 years left...

...to explor e how these monitors...

...can endur e the heat of the sun

and still find food.

They live off of the few living beings

that exist in this desert...

...smaller lizards and mice...

...who, in the daytime, ar e hidden

away in their burr ows in the sand.

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