So I finally got my copy of the Babylonian creation myth (strangely hard to find…) and it looks like I’m reading a children’s book. I’m not! But the thing is thirty pages, forty MAX. I’m kind of an idiot for not realizing the entire civilization’s creation myth was written on about seven tablets.
…still one of the baddest assed Christmas gifts I’ve received. Maybe I’ll ask/look for more general Babylonian and Akkadian religious literature next time. Why didn’t I see this coming?!
Protip to some long-dead civilizations: Sargon of Akkad is an epic. The Iliad and the Odyssey are epics. The Labyrinth and the Minotaur and Theseus, kind of an epic in my book. This, despite dripping with the goodness of Marduk and the chaos of the great destroyer Tiamat, is a twenty-six page poem as far as I can divine. Decidedly not (an) epic.
Oh my fucking God.
Why haven’t I started doing this myself? D:
I for seriously want to read about Ishtar.
