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I find it so funny when the word "same" is used for Eurylochus in Mutiny. "Don't make me fight you brother, you know you'd have done the same." Considering in the Odyssey, Eurylochus was "Eurylochus of Same"
Now, it's funnier when we think of how Eurylochus repeats "I'm just a man" in Mutiny as well, and how Scylla once said "We are the same you and I."
In the end, Odysseus and Eurylochus were the same, who'd do the same things in order to go back to their loved ones, saying the same phrases. If Jorge did it on porpous, I bet it was to say YEAH, EURYLOCHUS INDEED WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME!
Being
The storm rips the changing leaves from the arms of the trees. Returning them to where they came. To the place they were allready going. But they are not thankful and as the rain pours down in sheets it is the object of curses and glares. But next year as the sun shines and the ground dries the rain will be the subject of prayers, wishes and hopes. As the leaves whither before thier time and the grass looses its eternal green, all the world cries out to be quenched.
But where does this leave the rain. Wanted, unwanted, cursed, loved. Why can't it simply be?