14. Los agostos estragos de su impetuosa augusidad masculina
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1Then His-Swift-Impetuous-Male-Augustness said to the Heaven-Shining-Great-August-Deity: “Owing to the sincerity of my intentions I have, in begetting children, gotten delicate females. Judging from this, I have undoubtedly gained the victory.” With these words, and impetuous with victory, be broke down the divisions of the rice-fields laid out by the Heaven-Shining-Great-August-Deity, filled up the ditches, and moreover strewed excrements in the palace where she partook of the great food. So, though he did thus, the Heaven-Shining-Great-August-Deity upbraided him not, but said: “What looks like excrements must be something that His Augustness mine elder brother has vomited through drunkenness. Again, as to his breaking down the divisions of the rice-fields and filling up the ditches, it must be because he grudges the land [they occupy] that His Augustness mine elder brother acts thus.” But notwithstanding these apologetic words, he still continued his evil acts, and was more and more [violent]. As the Heaven-Shining-Great-August-Deity sat in her awful weaving-hall seeing to the weaving of the august garments of the Deities, he broke a hole in the top of the weaving-hall, and through it let fall a heavenly piebald horse which he had flayed with a backward flaying, at whose sight the women weaving the heavenly garments were so much alarmed that impegerunt privatas partes adversis radiis et obierunt.
WEBREATH · 11:11
«De la verdadera niebla de su aliento nacieron los Dioses» — Nihongi 1:7
El aliento es uno para todos: de él vive cada persona, sea quien sea y crea lo que crea. Cada día a las 11:11 de la hora local la gente se detiene sesenta segundos, respira y agradece a Dios el aliento: cada uno con sus palabras, cada uno en su interior. En ese minuto somos un solo Aliento.
WEBREATH — el Minuto a las 11:11, su hora local: somos un solo Aliento