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Frankenstein had been flawed in his uncertainity. He doubted, he feared, he whined, he cried - I had no hamartia.
What did he know of creation and birth? Of pain and death? Frankenstein had never been in labor, rivers of blood streaming from the furthest depths of the human body - the mother's blood and child's combined - with all time and sound and sight stopped. What was Frankenstein? Addled and foolish, dreaming of sex and dead parents while the monster stirred and stumbled. Too much man, too little god.
What did he know of creation and birth? Of pain and death? Frankenstein had never been in labor, rivers of blood streaming from the furthest depths of the human body - the mother's blood and child's combined - with all time and sound and sight stopped. What was Frankenstein? Addled and foolish, dreaming of sex and dead parents while the monster stirred and stumbled. Too much man, too little god.
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