Temat postu: Mummydid the eagles
eat Prometheus' liver
made a decision;
at first unconsciousI think: that I was not going to be like herand by God
I was going to enjoy sex. And it's taken unswerving determination not to
settle for…
which I suspect most women do.
I have always read voraciously. At about age 8I was home sick from
school one day. I read a basic account of the myth of Prometheus. What
sticks in my conscious mindas I remember itis that he brought fire to the
cold clay of mankindfor which he was punished by being chained to a cliff
– foreveras I remember it. Every day two eagles flew to him and ate his
liverbut as he was immortalevery day he grew it anew.
For some strange reason that story gave me a powerful sexual thrill (al-
though at the time I had no idea what the strange feeling was)the first I
can ever remember. After I read itI got out of bedwent to the head of the
stairs and called to my mother to reemphasize the story to me:
Mummydid the eagles
eat Prometheus' liver?
Yes.
“Every day?”
Yes.
As I conjure up the image of this extremely important archetypal
Christ-like giant-godI am not surprised that he would have had a powerful
effect on my imagination. The "punishment for doing good" theme has to
do with my role in the alcoholi [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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