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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