Beware the broken sun. It lies cold in the sky. You will never touch it. Please do not try. Obey your father. He knows things you don’t. Probably never will.
Your uncles broke it. Your father warned them but they wouldn’t listen. They were so small and the sun so big. What harm could they do? Huh, what harm? Now the sun is broken and you think you can fix it? Ask your uncles. Oh, you can’t. They were destroyed. God punished them for their pride.
Enjoy your life while you can. Wine, women and song. There is no tomorrow.
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