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Modern research has shown that Nebuchadnezzar was the greatest monarch that Babylon (Modern day Iraq), or perhaps the East generally, ever produced. He must have possessed an enormous command of human labor, nine-tenths of Babylon itself, and nineteen-twentieths of all the other ruins that in almost countless profusion cover the land, are composed of bricks stamped with his name.
He appears to have built or restored almost every city and temple in the whole country. His inscriptions give an elaborate account of the immense works which he constructed in and about Babylon itself, abundantly illustrating the boast, 'Is not this great Babylon which I have build?'". After the famous biblical incident of the "burning fiery furnace" (Dan. 3) into which the three Hebrew confessors were cast, Nebuchadnezzar was afflicted with some peculiar mental aberration as a punishment for his pride and vanity, probably the form of madness known as lycanthropy (i.e, "the change of a man into a wolf"). A remarkable confirmation of the Scripture narrative is afforded by the recent discovery of a bronze door-step, which bears an inscription to the effect that it was presented by Nebuchadnezzar to the great temple at Borsippa as a votive offering on account of his recovery from a terrible illness. He survived his recovery for some years, and died B.C. 562, in the eighty-third or eighty-fourth year of his age, after a reign of forty-three years.
This is William Blake's painting of the sick, desolate and deposed King of Babylon; Nebuchadnezzar. It is a marvelous Personification of the Fallen Tyrant. Nebuchadnezzar was the King of Babylon whose arrogance was punished by God. 'He was driven from among men, and ate grass like an ox. And his body was wet with the dew of heaven, till his hair grew as long as eagles' feathers, and his nails were like birds' claws', says the Book of Daniel.
Here we see him in exile, animal-like on all fours. Naked, he gazes with mad horror at his own reflection like some kind of anti-Narcissus.
This picture was painted in 1795.
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| anuneventrade |
| :haha: Sometimes, I'm glad I don't scroll down too fast. I read the whole thing thinking you were going to compare it to something else. Then I saw the picture and almost fell off my chair. :stongue: |
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| tathi |
| i thought you were talking about the matrix :/ |
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