Leonardo da Vinci Leda and the Swan

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voice of theophany rumbled off the distant mountains.
III. Do I Hear Any Objections? No? Good.
The cloud had by now condensed into a shimmering golden figure, as tall as the Temple. It leaned down until its face was a few feet away don't know if I can think of any . . .
The world waited.
"How about `Think for Yourself'?" said Urn, staring in horrified fascination at the manifestation.
"No," said Simony. "Try something like `Social Cohesiveness is the Key to Progress.' "
"Can't say it rolls off the tongue," said Urn.
"If I can be of any help," said Cut-Me-Own-Hand-Off from Brutha, and in a whisper that boomed across the Place said:IV. Don't Worry. This Is Just The Start. You and Me, Kid! People Are Going To Find Out What Wailing and Gnashing Of Teeth Really Is.Another shaft of flame shot out and struck the Temple doors. They slammed shut, and then the white-hot bronze melted, erasing the commandments of the centuries.V. What Shall It Be, Prophet?Brutha stood up, unsteadily. Urn supported him by one arm, and Simony by the other."Mm?" he said, muzzily.VI. Your Commandments?"I thought they were supposed to come from you," said Brutha. "I