Jaques believes in the existence of the Twelve. But he doesn't find any comfort in their existence. He doesn't believe that anything comes from devotion or praying to them. And depending on the day and his current musings he swings between two different outlooks.
1. He's not even certain that the Twelve exist beyond a the concept and archtype they represent. Were they able to think or ration outside their archtypes? Did they indeed think or even had a sense of self? Perhaps the depictions people gave to the Twelve were projections of those trying to give meaning to these larger cosmic forces. And why would these larger cosmic forces give a damn about their individual existences? His answer is they don't.
2. And if they were capable and -did-... that thought greatly unnerves him now. He views them as unmoving, unforgiving, uncaring beings. Beings that do a whole lot of taking and manipulating. Holding a lot of expectations. And offering little to no reasons or answers. And he holds a certain amount of fear for Nymeia.
1. He's not even certain that the Twelve exist beyond a the concept and archtype they represent. Were they able to think or ration outside their archtypes? Did they indeed think or even had a sense of self? Perhaps the depictions people gave to the Twelve were projections of those trying to give meaning to these larger cosmic forces. And why would these larger cosmic forces give a damn about their individual existences? His answer is they don't.
2. And if they were capable and -did-... that thought greatly unnerves him now. He views them as unmoving, unforgiving, uncaring beings. Beings that do a whole lot of taking and manipulating. Holding a lot of expectations. And offering little to no reasons or answers. And he holds a certain amount of fear for Nymeia.
