I cannot get over the fact that gilgamesh succeeded in his goal of immortality, bitch you did it!!!! His name IS remembered thousands of years later. He lives in the people who study his story, he lives whenever people see a fragment of the his poem, he lives in the people who write smutty gay fanfiction about him. The oldest known story in the world is about the desire to live on through memory and the fact that we remember it now will never fail to make me deeply sick to my stomach in a good way





















