bikerbar (bikerbar) wrote in sumerian_pagan,

Fate of the fly

At the end of Descent of Inana is a fragment where she blesses the fly.

394-398. A fly spoke to holy Inana: "If I show you where your man is, what will be my reward?" Holy Inana answered the fly: "If you show me where my man is, I will give you this gift: I will cover ......."

399-403. The fly helped (?) holy Inanna. Young lady Inanna decreed the destiny of the fly: "In the beer-house, may ...... bronze vessels ...... for you. You will live (?) like the sons of the wise." Now Inanna decreed this fate and thus it came to be.

Any ideas on what this may have been? Perhaps beer was stored in bronze vessels and she gave the fly access? Or beer was left traditionally in a place for flies so they would not disturb the bar patrons? "I will cover"??

Also the end of the Descent of Inanna ends in a prayer to Ereshkigal? Is this part of the dual role played by the sisters, that they are in a sense two faces of the same goddess? Any ideas?
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I would suggest looking at the symbology of beer elsewhere in the text. For example, in the "Sacred Measures" section Enki and Inanna share beer out of bronze vessels, a bonding custom. She, of course, likely has ulterior motives.

I take it that by offering the fly the same social levels of the "sons of the wise" (which, granted, isn't much as they live in the shadow of greatness) she gave the fly a gift and a curse for it's tattle-telling. No gift from the Gods comes without a curse. Yes, the fly sups the beer of the Great Ones, but he does so as a parasite or a thief. Not as an equal. And the beer is the doom of the fly, as it is used to drown them.
You've never heard of a bar fly?
As the one with a husband who brews, my first thought is that she offers to cover the mouths of the vessels so the fly can still breath the mesmerising fumes but not fall in and drown. Perhaps the reference to sons of the wise is a comment on imbiding just enough...but never too much.

I don't know about the fly and beer.

Though I should like to say that I really don't find the Sisters to be the same Goddess at all. They just have a FAR more loving relationship than post-Sumerian historians projected upon them.

See, with the Patriarchy came a fear of Death, which replaced a loving worship of it.

The two Sisters hating one another is a later invention. They only fight because they love so much.

(Like how married couples "throw down" and fight more than anyone.)

That's how I've seen it.