A crimson sun broke through the clouds chasing the shadows bringing warmth where previously non existed. A new day, a day which could be full of tribulations of innuendo and criticism or a day full of cheer of friendly banter and support. It's all in the lap of the gods.
How useful those gods were each with a definite clearly defined purpose each held responsible. If something went wrong, you knew where the problem lay the god of so and so had been made angry by some sleight and the repair was in your hands in the form of a prayer or an offering. Specific responsibility lay elsewhere not, per se, on your own shoulders !
Now we are our own god we understand that it's all our own fault and the blame stops here. There is only one solution and it lays in our own hands. Imagine the weight of responsibility that thrusts on our shoulders. To be at fault for much of our demise to carry the shame of our own ineptitude to slink under the threat of more ridicule, this is the result of casting off the image we had of gods and the part they played in our lives !
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