How slight is the Tartar tendency to personification can be seen from
a glance at these same Japanese gods. They are a combination of defunct
ancestors and deified natural phenomena. The evolving of the first half
required little imagination, for fate furnished the material ready made;
while in conjuring up the second moiety, the spirit-evokers showed even
less originality. Their results were neither winsome nor sublime. The
gods whom they created they invested with very ordinary humanity,
the usual endowment of aboriginal deity, together with the customary
superhuman strength. If these demigods differed from others of their
class, it was only in being more commonplace, and in not meddling much
with man. Even such personification of natural forces, simple enough
to be self-suggested, quickly disappeared. The various awe-compelling
phenomena soon ceased to have any connection with the anthropomorphic
noumena they had begotten. For instance, the sun-goddess, we are
informed, was one day lured out of a cavern, where she was sulking in
consequence of the provoking behavior of her younger brother, by her
curiosity at the sight of her own face in a mirror, ingeniously placed
before the entrance for the purpose. But no Japanese would dream now of
casting any such reflections, however flattering, upon the face of the
orb of day. The sun has become not only quite sexless to him, but
as devoid of personality as it is to any Western materialist. Lesser
deities suffered a like unsubstantial transformation. The thunder-god,
with his belt of drums, upon which he beats a devil's tattoo until he
is black in the face, is no longer even indirectly associated with the
storm. As for dryads and nymphs, the beautiful creatures never inhabited
Eastern Asia. Anthropoid foxes and raccoons, wholly lacking in those
engaging qualities that beget love, and through love remembrance, take
their place. Even Benten, the naturalized Venus, who, like her Hellenic
sister, is said to have risen from the sea, is a person quite incapable
of inspiring a reckless infatuation.
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