one time there in the world, to a woman, was born a retard.
now once the retard looked up at the sky, and said "who is holding up the sky?" and in his retardation, he decided that he realized that he must hold it up so that it does not fall. and so he walked the streets sideways and awkwardly with his hands up to the heavens to hold up the sky and make sure that it does not fall. and the neighbors who, it happens were also retarded, asked him "why do walk so?", and he answered "i am holding up the sky." and being the idiotic and stupid retards that they were, they thought that that was an amazing and great idea, and so they decided to help him. and so they built a machine, build randomly with their made up ridiculous ideas to help hold up the sky so that it does not fall.
but then, for practical and sociological reasons, there were disagreements within the people appointed in charge of the machine. and so there was a break. and people broke off to make a second machine. the people who associated themselves with each of the worthless machines said that the other machine was fake and worthless and that only their machine was the one holding up the sky.
many more disagreements and breaks happened. and their were many many machines supposedly the only one holding up the supposed sky.
many idiots even sacrificed their offspring as fuel to run their worthless machines
there are those that propose a perhaps fix that instead of machines to hold up the sky just have children instead and teach them what has been learned from the previous generations because it says peru urvu and velimadtem and veshinantam, and we learnt in a mishnah a plugtah regarding the minimum midioraysah however midirabanan i think its as many as you can and this is opposed to shichvas zera levatalah or a noseh cenaani due to what the pasuk says is the ch"v effect.
now once the retard looked up at the sky, and said "who is holding up the sky?" and in his retardation, he decided that he realized that he must hold it up so that it does not fall. and so he walked the streets sideways and awkwardly with his hands up to the heavens to hold up the sky and make sure that it does not fall. and the neighbors who, it happens were also retarded, asked him "why do walk so?", and he answered "i am holding up the sky." and being the idiotic and stupid retards that they were, they thought that that was an amazing and great idea, and so they decided to help him. and so they built a machine, build randomly with their made up ridiculous ideas to help hold up the sky so that it does not fall.
but then, for practical and sociological reasons, there were disagreements within the people appointed in charge of the machine. and so there was a break. and people broke off to make a second machine. the people who associated themselves with each of the worthless machines said that the other machine was fake and worthless and that only their machine was the one holding up the sky.
many more disagreements and breaks happened. and their were many many machines supposedly the only one holding up the supposed sky.
many idiots even sacrificed their offspring as fuel to run their worthless machines
there are those that propose a perhaps fix that instead of machines to hold up the sky just have children instead and teach them what has been learned from the previous generations because it says peru urvu and velimadtem and veshinantam, and we learnt in a mishnah a plugtah regarding the minimum midioraysah however midirabanan i think its as many as you can and this is opposed to shichvas zera levatalah or a noseh cenaani due to what the pasuk says is the ch"v effect.
instead you birth children to hold up your worthless machines which are idolatry