Making...me

So I haven't been entirely faithful with posting here. I mentioned at the beginning that i don't do well posting my thoughts onto the web, i can't get past the thought that I am not that important, and no one should care that much about what i have to say. So when things get a bit tough, I tend to forget to do these sorts of things.
Lately I have been very busy on a big project that has had my full attention for the last 3 weeks. This caused a squeeze when school started, so i had class full time, work full time, and my project to work on, so forgive me professor for being less than mindful of this blogging assignment.
I finally finished Genesis after...well...pushing back sleep a bit and I can't say that i have all that much to add on after reading what everyone else has said. I can just echo the same thoughts. there is a lot in the bible that i did not expect to see. of course jonah was swallowed by a big fish, not a whale..that kind of thing. there is also the things that i knew were there, but still are rather...disturbing to read. Mostly i find it strange how, a religion where marraige and having only one mate is important, has a book where marrying many and using housemaidens and slaves for children is totally cool, but to be fair that's just common patriarchal family lines. doesn't matter who you do it with as long as everyone knows who daddy is. I'll go more in depth on genesis in a later post, probably wensday.
What i wanted to talk about now was...well this project i've been working on. It is a costume, a large full body fox costume, a bit like a mascot. Now it is a daunting task and I had no idea how to even sew before I started, but i took it a peice at a time, just day by day, and after a while it reminded me of the first genesis story. I may as well have been making the world for the difficulty it brought me to learn to hand stitch this entire suit. I began to joke about it with my partner. Well tonight the entire thing has come together and the body has taken form. I find it all to be particularly deep because, funnily enough, one of my final acts was to blow air into the "nose" to clear any loose peices of foam stuck in there.
As i said I am not religious, but it resonated quite well to immitate literature in a way. Plus i got a nice quote out of it :P

Anyway before i go there is one question i had that i wanted to write down. Why has it been so important for the story to restart so many times? Civilization started with Adam and Eve, then Noah, then in a sense Abraham started the nations of those that would be reading the bible and such. it reminds me of other mythologies. the greek/roman ages of gold, silver, and iron...the aztecs worlds that were created then destroyed, the hopi worlds they travelled through. Why is early literature doing this?