OK, this is a short one, but it's a simple myth and explains a lot.
In the beginning there was nothing but God, and God slept and dreamed. For many ages God dreamed, but at last he awoke.
Having roused himself from sleep, God looked around him, and every glance became a star. God was amazed. He travelled and travelled, but wherever he went there was neither end nor limit.
At last he arrived. He was weary and sweat clung to his brow. A drop fell to the ground, and became alive; thus the first man was created. He is God's kin, but he was not created for pleasure. He was produced from sweat and, from the beginning; he was doomed to a life of toil.