GILGAMESH KING IN URUK
I WILL proclaim to the world the deeds of Gilgamesh. This was the man to whom all things were known; this
was the king who knew the countries of the world. He was wise, he saw mysteries and knew secret things, he
brought us a tale of the days before the flood. He went on a long journey, was weary, worn-out with labour,
returning he rested, he engraved on a stone the whole story.
When the gods created Gilgamesh they gave him a perfect body. Shamash the glorious sun endowed him with
beauty, Adad the god of the storm endowed him with courage, the great gods made his beauty perfect, surpassing all
others, terrifying like a great wild bull. Two thirds they made him god and one third man.
In Uruk he built walls, a great rampart, and the temple of blessed Eanna for the god of the firmament Anu, and
for Ishtar the goddess of love. Look at it still today: the outer wall where the cornice runs, it shines with the
brilliance of copper; and the inner wall, it has no equal. Touch the threshold, it is ancient. Approach Eanna the
dwelling of Ishtar, our lady of love and war, the like of which no latter-day king, no man alive can equal. Climb
upon the wall of Uruk; walk along it, I say; regard the foundation terrace and examine the. masonry: is it not burnt
brick and good? The seven sages laid the foundations
At dinner tonight, Gabe was reading the Epic of Giglamesh.. a 4700 year old story of a King who was 2/3 G-d.. A smart guy with a perfect bod,, well traveld lost a good freind and spent time mopng around worrying about his own mortality.. A rreal regular guy.. except perhaps the 2/3 G-d part .. Reading the stilted verse over my diner i wondered if the author of this epic ever intended his words carved in a stone in a dessert nearly 5 millinea ago to be read with a slightly burnt grilled cheese, a glass of sweet white wine .. and soem 5 day old soup that tasted like the sea…
I’m addressing this to you .. O future historian.. pouring over the the digital remnants of my own musing some thousand year hence.. that you treat me better than I did poor Giglamesh.. and do not drip soup on me.. as I did on him…
nite all, nite sam
-me