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- Nov 7, 2021
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Neetgodamus was an unusual man, he could be found by day preaching in the markets of Greece his disdain for the modern order and especially his disdain for working. Debating the working men who would pass by and hear of his laments and engaging in conversations with the crowds of people who would take interest to his passionate speech, there was no question he was a peculiar character.
His usual crowd were the young men of Greece who by the many in their own ways have found themselves to be the outcasts and the shunned and misunderstood of society. They found a sort of comradery with the man, a man quite wise in his years but with a passion fitting of a young hoplite for his unusual beliefs.
NG: “Behold your ears to me young sons of the virgin forests, hear my cries to you. A man shant be caught working a day in his life, for what, if he does not in appearance blend in with the common folk or by character mesh with the common order of things.”
“And hear ye to you all who seeketh love like schoolboys in the markets, you lust for tainted wine, for the average of woman of Greece are unpure and deflowered” Cried Looksmaximus, a dark faced fellow who hailed from the regions where men shit on streets and the cow was beheld in the same way Zeus was.
“BOOOOO” the crowd yelled and looksmaximus was swiftly pelted with a hundred rocks from his fellow listeners.
NG: “Do not cast a stone if you have never even bedded a woman before in thou life. Have mercy on the brown faced youth. You all are here to listen and discuss because you too don’t mesh with the common way of things? Have empathy for his plight.”
“If men who have fallen away from the common life shan’t not work or mingle with the common man than what is he to do? How shall he survive?” Shouted Haruhimarabi, a town guard who took pleasure in debating and ridiculing the participants of neetgodimus’s spectacle.
NG: “I say to you haruhimarabi it is the duty of the state to take care of the affairs of the downtrodden, outcasted, and shunned. It is a compassion that is a just afforded one, an understanding of nature that not all men are created equally. You may see it that you are above every man here because of your sworn oath and duties, but the way I see it you worketh for free. You are but a piece in a large puzzle who’s player has no knowledge of even your very existence. You’re only quality is that you fit in. What can be said by you to the unfit of men among us here? This is a spectacle that you and the like of common men cannot understand. Only when you are cast out and forgotten may you even begin to sympathize.”
Haruhimarabi grew red in the face with embarrassment as the crowd cheered for neetgodimus. He left at once to the acropolis, with a plan in mind to tell of neetgodimus’s revolutionary ideals to Master, the towns head administrator and military chief.
Haruhi: “my Lord, there is a man in the markets by the name of Neetgodamus. He preaches to the youth of Greece the divide between the casts. He preaches sloth to the mentally and socially vulnerable. He is a danger to the common order. Also my lord I have not received payment for my duties again, both these issues I take up to you with the greatest of seriousness.”
Master: “I have heard of neetgodamus. He is a thorn in the side of only the mothers and fathers of the unruly. He hath no real influence on the common order, what say you of great seriousness?”
Haruhimarabi: “My lord, you do not understand. Not only does he preach sloth, but he slanders the very values of the state itself. He claims it is the states duty to care for the lazy and the ill and burdened. Surely a small matter now, but one I fear will grow to be a thorn in the side of every normal and common man in the future.”
Master: “I see in your face you feel very strongly of the matter. If he is truly a poisoner of the youth then see to it in your own way that he is removed swiftly from the common places of this great state.
“Yes my lord” Haruhimarabi said with a sly grin.
To be continued…
His usual crowd were the young men of Greece who by the many in their own ways have found themselves to be the outcasts and the shunned and misunderstood of society. They found a sort of comradery with the man, a man quite wise in his years but with a passion fitting of a young hoplite for his unusual beliefs.
NG: “Behold your ears to me young sons of the virgin forests, hear my cries to you. A man shant be caught working a day in his life, for what, if he does not in appearance blend in with the common folk or by character mesh with the common order of things.”
“And hear ye to you all who seeketh love like schoolboys in the markets, you lust for tainted wine, for the average of woman of Greece are unpure and deflowered” Cried Looksmaximus, a dark faced fellow who hailed from the regions where men shit on streets and the cow was beheld in the same way Zeus was.
“BOOOOO” the crowd yelled and looksmaximus was swiftly pelted with a hundred rocks from his fellow listeners.
NG: “Do not cast a stone if you have never even bedded a woman before in thou life. Have mercy on the brown faced youth. You all are here to listen and discuss because you too don’t mesh with the common way of things? Have empathy for his plight.”
“If men who have fallen away from the common life shan’t not work or mingle with the common man than what is he to do? How shall he survive?” Shouted Haruhimarabi, a town guard who took pleasure in debating and ridiculing the participants of neetgodimus’s spectacle.
NG: “I say to you haruhimarabi it is the duty of the state to take care of the affairs of the downtrodden, outcasted, and shunned. It is a compassion that is a just afforded one, an understanding of nature that not all men are created equally. You may see it that you are above every man here because of your sworn oath and duties, but the way I see it you worketh for free. You are but a piece in a large puzzle who’s player has no knowledge of even your very existence. You’re only quality is that you fit in. What can be said by you to the unfit of men among us here? This is a spectacle that you and the like of common men cannot understand. Only when you are cast out and forgotten may you even begin to sympathize.”
Haruhimarabi grew red in the face with embarrassment as the crowd cheered for neetgodimus. He left at once to the acropolis, with a plan in mind to tell of neetgodimus’s revolutionary ideals to Master, the towns head administrator and military chief.
Haruhi: “my Lord, there is a man in the markets by the name of Neetgodamus. He preaches to the youth of Greece the divide between the casts. He preaches sloth to the mentally and socially vulnerable. He is a danger to the common order. Also my lord I have not received payment for my duties again, both these issues I take up to you with the greatest of seriousness.”
Master: “I have heard of neetgodamus. He is a thorn in the side of only the mothers and fathers of the unruly. He hath no real influence on the common order, what say you of great seriousness?”
Haruhimarabi: “My lord, you do not understand. Not only does he preach sloth, but he slanders the very values of the state itself. He claims it is the states duty to care for the lazy and the ill and burdened. Surely a small matter now, but one I fear will grow to be a thorn in the side of every normal and common man in the future.”
Master: “I see in your face you feel very strongly of the matter. If he is truly a poisoner of the youth then see to it in your own way that he is removed swiftly from the common places of this great state.
“Yes my lord” Haruhimarabi said with a sly grin.
To be continued…
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