The gods care about mortals
Not because of benevolence
Nor any sense of responsibility
No, it is envy that drives them
The limitations of the mortal
It is our greatest weakness
As well as our greatest strength
For what meaning is there in existing
When your life is endless?
When there is nothing you can’t do under the heavens?
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