Fuxi (/fu˧˥ɕi˥/; Chinese: 伏羲) or Fu Xi, also romanized as Fu-hsi, is a culture hero in Chinese legend and mythology, credited (along with his sister Nü Wa) with creating humanity and the invention of hunting, fishing and cooking as well as the Cangjie system of writing Chinese characters ca. 12,000 BCE. He was also known as Paoxi (t 庖犧, s 庖牺), also romanized as Pao-hsi. Fu Xi was counted as the first of the Three Sovereigns at the beginning of the Chinese dynastic period.
Pangu was said to be the creation god in Chinese mythology. He was a giant sleeping in an egg of chaos. As he awoke, he stood up and divided the sky and the earth. Pangu then died after standing up, and his body turned into rivers, mountains, plants, animals, and everything else in the world, among which is a powerful being known as Hua Hsu. Hua Hsu gave birth to a twin brother and sister, Fu Xi and Nü Wa. Fu Xi and Nü Wa are said to be creatures that have faces of human and bodies of snakes.
Fu Xi was known as the "original human" (although technically speaking he was not a human) and he was also said to be was born on the lower-middle reaches of the Yellow River in a place called Chengji (possibly modern Lantian, Shaanxi province or Tianshui, Gansu province).
A little kid goes from
size one to size two
still we have same job
what is it that we do
all the change that's going on
in that tiny mind
still we're indecisive,
still we're wasting time
and there's cause, cause,
cause to be alarmed
who feeds the dove
who gives the world its charm
cause, cause, cause to be alarmed
we are pumped up fantasies
until the world's disarmed
a little hungry face
deserved more than roots to chew
they will erupt "enough's enough"
they'll lay the blame on you
and these perceiving minds observe
to count the final score
no treasure chest, to reinvest
just a bunch of whores
and there is cause, cause,
cause to be alarmed
no making love
until the world's disarmed
cause, cause, cause to be alarmed
a frigid little fantasy
until the world's disarmed
fly bird high bird
a love bird got shot
heard the lead bird's a dead bird
a new mind goes from birth,
to full view to old fool
still we have the same face
just what do we achieve?
all these minds that think alike
do damage to the strain
where we stand the very spot
we will not stand again
and there is cause, cause,
cause to be alarmed
who feeds the dove
who gives the world its charm
cause, cause, cause to be alarmed
we are pumped up fantasies
until the world is disarmed
fly bird high bird
go see bird and tell bird
that a love bird got shot,