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12. O choro e o choro de seu impetuoso-macho-agosto

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1So while [the other two Deities] each [assumed his and her] rule according to the command with which [their father] had deigned to charge them, His-Swift-Impetuous-Male-Augustness did not [assume the] rule [of] the dominion with which he had been charged, but cried and wept till his eight-grasp beard reached to the pit of his stomach. The fashion of his weeping was such as by his weeping to wither the green mountains into withered mountains, and by his weeping to dry up all the rivers and seas. For this reason the sound of bad Deities was like unto the flies in the fifth moon as they all swarmed, and in all things every portent of woe arose. So the Great August Deity the Male-Who-Invites said to His Swift-Impetuous-Male-Augustness: “How is it that, instead of ruling the land with which I charged thee, thou dost wail and weep?” He replied, saying: “I wail because I wish to depart to my deceased mother’s land, to the Nether Distant Land.” Then the Great August Deity the Male-Who-Invites was very angry and said: “If that be so, thou shall not dwell in this land,” and forthwith expelled him with a divine expulsion. So the Great Deity the Male-Who-Invites dwells at Taga in Afumi.

fonte: Kojiki · Basil Hall Chamberlain (1882) · Wikisource

WEBREATH · 11:11

«Da verdadeira névoa de sua respiração nasceram os Deuses» — Nihongi 1:7

A respiração é uma só para todos: dela vive cada pessoa, seja quem for e creia no que crer. Todos os dias às 11:11 do horário local as pessoas param por sessenta segundos, respiram e agradecem a DEUS pela respiração — cada uma com suas palavras, cada uma dentro de si. Nesse minuto somos uma só Respiração.

WEBREATH — o Minuto às 11:11, a sua hora local: somos uma só Respiração