Possibly, it was the voice of gods wandering with the swift passage of wind or blowing from the lands of gods to us earthly…passing each ear, transiting each body, touching every soul and bringing spirits alive. Eternal they live. Every heart it pervades through felt a gesture of greatness of the gods and the titans. It gradually went kind. It went humble. It went calm. It felt happiness. With those words moving from one body to another, from one mouth to another ear, to another mouth to another ear - the process continued. And so with it the language of gods changed. The pseudo gods modulated it – making it more noisy, chaotic and errrrrr.. but passing it from one half god to another.
Modified – for good or bad, still to decide!
Actually giving it another thought, no one decides…and it is left undone! For every death, for every mortality the half gods turns into a half demon… and die. Not a good or bad thing but yet unknown to objective correctness of his wisdom, his words being processed on the scale of correctness or not? Then another question comes in light - What is Correctness? No measure, no dictionary can define it. Not even the biggest philosopher! Because not a single thought, not a single sound is complete. Pity! Dying undone, dying incomplete
*Pessimist thought, I know*
Someone has said – “Knowledge never ends”. And yes, it is immortal. More great that a human life…More great than gods themselves. It is still moving, swifting along with the cool breeze of air in the sounds and words.
But then for every utterance occurred – life exists. For every word said – immortality exists… In echoes, in sounds. What I said, what you said – even after our demise they’ll LAST.
Imagine! My voice will be living even after my death… moving in the air.
Who knows right now how many sounds are swifting in air, or what god whispered right now.
