Beelzebubs-Tales-to-His-Grandson-by-G-I-Gurdjieff

ceremoniously wherever they wanted to go. And if all this had happened in apart of the city where the cart might hold up traffic, the crowd would haul it tothe market themselves and leave it there to its fate."This invention of mine soon led to the appearance of quite new customsin the city of Gob—for instance, that of placing troughs in the public squaresand at all the street crossings, where every morning the residents could leavetheir choicest morsels of food for dogs and other stray beings; and also thecustom of going at sunrise to the Sea of Beneficence to throw in all kinds offood for the beings called 'fish.'"But the most peculiar of all was the custom of paying attention to thevoices of one-brained and two-brained beings of various forms. As soon asyour favorites heard the voice of a being of any other form, they would beginpraising the name of their god and invoking his blessing. It might be thecrowing of a cock, the barking of a dog, the mewing of a cat, the squealing ofan ape, no matter what ... it would always arouse them."It is interesting to remark here that on these occasions for some reason orother they would raise their heads and look upward even though, according tothe teaching of their religion, their god and his assistants were supposed toexist on the same level as themselves, and not where they directed their eyesand prayers. It was extremely interesting to watch their faces at thesemoments.""Pardon me, Your Right Reverence," interrupted Beelzebub's devoted oldservant Ahoon, who had been listening to these tales with the greatest interest."Do you remember, Your Right Reverence, how often in that city of Gob weourselves had to flop down in the street at the cries of beings of differentforms?""Indeed I do remember, dear Ahoon," replied Beelzebub. "How could Iever forget such comical impressions?