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Sumerian legend relates that on the death disappeared from the garden of eternal dawn, the birds did not encourage the world with their songs, the crickets and cicadas were silent, the wild blueberries did not come to fruition and rattles of rattlesnakes monody chanted a brutal blood-curdling in my veins. Had disappeared adventure and interest. The world became gray and opaque forever. Since that day, nor seen again the beautiful Ishtar, the girl that inspired the garden with their songs and laughter, illuminating the shadowy corners with their joy, their dances and their heady scent. Many were worried
the priests of Ur and Chaldea during the centuries that followed this terrible event, praying to Marduk, chief of the gods, trying to offer sacrifices at the top of the Zigurath (with a null result, because there was no way to run or lambs or goats or Babylonian prisoners) (1) and asking him to death again, that does not abandon his people, that the youngster had over 768 years and were all a little sick and tired.
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The oracle had announced to her parents, Sin, moon god, and Nannar, the moon that Ishtar was to be a nympho carefully. To them, they were pretty frigid, "the prospect horrifies them, so the child being placed in the garden of eternal dawn, surrounded by swans, bright butterflies, jumping ciervecillos of songbirds and other kitsch that had been in that kind of Eden. Not a shadow of human male or centaur, or even an elf. And so it grew Ishtar, happy, until one day he began to feel strange sensations in your body and spirit. He wanted to tell the birds, but even if you did, still with its harmonious trills. He spoke to the deer, but were limited to her with his sad eyes. Cried to heaven. Both cried, that death who was there that day, heard his cries and went to see what happened.
Ishtar, delighted to talk to someone finally asked, Death, what's wrong? I feel I need love, that my body is twisted at night, my soul suffers ... tell me, death, what is it about love? Death, completely blown away by the beauty of the maid, looked with blank eyes and spoke of the meaning of love and death as the culmination (2). Ishtar, fascinated, fell into his arms, fused with her and in his delirium flew together into another dimension.
III Centuries later, Marduk, the chief of all the gods began to pity his elderly subjects that also not allowed to sleep at home all day making grilled with their prayers and incense. Cursing up as road every time they broke the knife going to execute a sheep or a chicken. Enough of such murga! "He said and called the death of his voice: Muerteeeeeee! And was soft! Fifteen centuries have you frolicking with Ishtar's no tomorrow! I will give you something! Come, come back to earth, they need you! And you, Ishtar, too! And seeing how good it gives you this scroll, you name God of love and fertility. Hale, down.
Epilogue that day, two hundred died millions of humans at a stretch. To organize it well, death rode a deluge that left no puppet head (3) Ishtar was devoted to his own, but always said that never happened to anyone as it happened when she was dead (4)
Notes:
(1) What was a nuisance, because he had to feed more and more prisoners and there was no way to kill chickens or chickens.
(2) The death and knew that many centuries later, Georges Bataille would write things like that.
(3) Some authors claim that survived as Noah, but this end is to be confirmed.
(4) De ahà viene el dicho: ¡Lo he pasado de muerte!
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