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(1929) [MARC] Author: Axel Munthe - Tema: Medicine
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eyes I saw thousands of luminous stars and
planets, all pulsating with life and light, wending
their predestined ways through the infinite.

“Do you see that tiny little speck, dim like
the light of a tallow candle on the point of
flickering out? That is the world these two men
came from, crawling ants on a clod of earth.”

“God created their world and He created
them,” said I.

“Yes, God created their world. He ordered
the sun to melt the frozen bowels of their earth,
He cleansed it with rivers and seas, He clad its
rugged surface with forests and fields, He peopled
it with friendly animals. The world was
beautiful and all was well. Then on the last day He
created Man. Maybe it would have been better
had He rested the day before He created Man
instead of the day after. I suppose you know
how it all came about. One day a huge monkey
maddened by hunger set to work with his horny
hands to forge himself weapons to slay the other
animals. What could the six-inches long canines
of the Machaerodus do against his sharpened
flint, sharper than the fang of the sabre toothed
tiger? What could the sickle like claws of the
Ursus Spelaeus do against his tree branch, studded
with thorns and twig-spikes and set with
razor-edged shells? What could their wild strength
do against his cunning, his snares, his pitfalls?
So he grew up, a brutish Protanthropos slaying
friends and foes, a fiend to all living things, a
Satan among animals. Erect over his victims
he raised his blood stained banner of victory
over the animal world, crowning himself king of

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