SHADOW ON THE ICE

Winter’s sun splayed across the frozen lake reflects back, frozen sentinels that dissipate forth.

The end of one year is the dawn of another; nature’s hibernation will still process human reflections – be they somnambulistic, or turbocharged.

 Tread lightly onto the surface of the mind, as you walk to the other side of hope.

#MerryChristmasandaHappyNewYear

Climb Every Mountain

Any pedantic conceptualizations seeking to portray Mount Olympus - formed after the Gods defeated the Titans in battle – as the penultimate destination ticketed through earthbound gallantry, mortal sacrifice and battlefield honorifics, misconstrue the heavenly constitutional dictates mandated by deified pulp actors; consequently, hero worshippers courted wondrous immortal protection during their legendary transcendentalist quests, irregardless of the dangers foretold by fortuitous soothsayers, extolling the virtues of spectator divinities, hellbent on exacting capricious tolls from the piteously dishonored.

I Want Your Sex

The enduring erotic power of forlorn love should not be straightway superceded, by the transitory jubilation wrought by  mirthful sexuality cloaked as sensual fulfilment amply buttressed by passionate physicality operating in a vacuous realm of sensory degradation.  Wanton disregard of recalcitrant truisms tend, invariably, to expose naked, malcontented sensibilities linked inexorably to lustful predelictions sinufully besotted by ejaculatory dreamscapes, newly spent and diminished, without redeeming quid pro quo enlightenment surely promissory in nature, yet wholly devoid of lucid fantasy dense condensation.

The World is a Ghetto

Protracted circumcision of idealist pontifications allow political sycophants unfettered access to behavioral prohibitions. Greek theorists doggedly pursued metaphysical accouterments, vastly important to historically inferential humanistic existentialism, moreover tempered, by territorial self-determination wholly interdependent of burdensome conformity. Democratic underrepresentation oftentimes devolves into marginal entertainment, triangulated by subterranean individuality, mythic subordination and incantatory judiciality.

Food for Thought

Ambrosia and Nectar - food and drink exclusively reserved for conspicuous symbiotic consumption by the Greek Gods - represent ingestible sustenance supportive of eternal life, whose absorptive properties serve as tangential golden confectionery to the "special fluid Ichor", coursing through their immortal veins. Imprudent and gluttonous dietary affectations presage mortality and fate dispensations, absent redeemable currency woefully bereft, of corroborative musings staunchly vouchsafed, by the science of reasoning.

A Chorus Line

The synergistic beauty of the chorus'  centrality to everyday ancient Greek life, and derivative classical lyric poetry, owes as as much to its’ male members’ ability to effect compromise from individual actors, as opposed to proper reliance on understated lockstep absorption of the audience, into the oftentimes dark underbelly of  tragic presentations. As a telltale fulcrum of dramatic conventions, indeed, the functionality of choral interruptus presages learned subjugation, throughout the captive assemblage, during which, passive poetic engagement is subsumed by artistic peccadilloes.

Somebody's Watching Me

The private conveyances of Hermes - dutiful son of Zeus and the Greek Nymph Maia - bear particularly jaded scrutiny, when contemplating the parallel derivative pleasantries of Ludwig Van Beethoven's Symphony No. 9. A messenger god's expertise in magic and technology, purports to give heroic support to benign mortal athleticism, nonetheless, burnished and buffeted by ingenious interdictions of trickery and deception.

It's My Prerogative

Whereas the Greek Mythological view of the world's beginning espouses amorphous, chaotic underpinnings, methinks wondrous “creation” is afoot this fortnight with subtle dexterity and artistic flourish. As an absolutist prerogative, the imaginative inception process  winds its’ way through the peaks and valleys of the gestatory  landscape, excruciatingly  fomenting a new thing unto itself, fully capable, of immediate integration into the beauteous  blue realm of the senses.

Unchained Melody

Greek perceptions regarding "Slavery" were uniformly shaped by steadfast dicta holding that a "...man loses half of his selfhood when the day of slavery comes upon him". Whether or not, real or imagined Promethean shackles constraining outright human behavior, and latent intellectual evolution, truly represent an immovable object of pain, or an irresistible force for empowerment, depends in great measure on the tensile strength of individual psychosis, at fragile variance with supra extended conflagrations.

Baby, Tell me what'd I say...

Golden moments transfixed by spatial disquietude catapult silence into the pantheon of effective communicative spoilsport, when, oftentimes, it is "far more effective than the inferior ranted speech. Special motivations lend bedrock credulity to human force majeure, as intense grief, deep anger, emotional distress and passionate love rend mute, feckless verbosity woefully bereft of acoustical orgiastic innervison.

The Family Stone

The Greek concept of "Pollution" sought to circumscribe order within their society by "stigmatizing certain disorderly conditions" - birth, sexual activity, sacrilege and death - that were understood, when criminalized by an individual, to have the capacity nonetheless to visit disaster upon the collective state. Within the terrestrial concentric circles of the modern family dynamic, otherwise detached siblings oftentimes bandy about in disrespectful wallow, yet, toil forward in unadorned piteous ignorance, as blood immobilization disintegrates upon impact.

Dangerous Liaisons

What to make of Pandora? In Classical Greek Mythology, the first "human woman" created by the Gods was connected to the Earth - as punishment meted out by Zeus to Prometheus - and who thereupon proceeded to  unleash all manner of seductively inhuman bedlam into the world. The nature of her actions fall within the sensitive curiosity haze generated by beautiful female evil projections, that are forthwith, deliciously counterbalanced, by male inclinations, towards erotic malicious machinations of desire.

Me, Myself and I

Narcissus, the son of River God Cephissus and Nymph Liriope, was a beautiful youth who could not and did not think it ever remotely possible to love anyone other himself; that is, until he saw his very own reflection in the water and was thus so love smitten, that he could not and dared not leave the attractive visage - rooted and transfixed so until he hence perished. The beauty of the mind, body and soul ought not and shall not be quantified in ethereal subjectives that only serve to form, a delusional cloud cover, through which, contemporary disdainment and spurned inhumanity exhaust condensation.

Windows of My Mind

Daedalus used his ingenuity to construct a labyrinth for King Minos of Crete, from which, no hapless mortal might escape the complex building's "...confusing series of passages." Oftentimes, stressful situations render linear decision-making feckless in the extreme; yet, persistent scatter shot mobility tends to reveal avenues of emergent visionary hope and promissory unbridled freedom.

Man in the Mirror

In trying to deconstruct the penalties and condemnations, in ancient Greece, meted out to those mortals guilty of hubris, one has to first instinctively reflect on their own construction - as to, whether or not, overconfidence, arrogance, pride and mendacity leave them bereft of unobtrusive human sympathy. Such "intentionally dishonoring behavior" brought the person exhibiting it powerful moral condemnation and was treated as a serious crime; yet, the most compelling damnation suffered came from within their own wellspring of  insolent dishonor.

 

 

 

 

 

The Road to Nowhere

Daedalus constructed a complex building (Labyrinth) for King Minos of Crete, which consisted of a series of interlocutory and confusing series of passages..."from which, no one could escape". As we continue to seek new and exciting ways to elevate the rote mediocracy vouchsafed by media punditry, it is instructive to note that independent critical analysis and byzantine formulation(s) offer not the surest escape from parallax views of the inner mind.

The Beast in Me

            The Oxford Classical Dictionary sets forth Greek myth(s) outlining the way of the Centaurs - a tribe of beasts with human endowments above, and horse accoutrements below - conflicted by interactions with ordinary men, while grappling with their own propensity for uncontrolled lust, sporadic violence and alcoholic greed. Modern day political machinations bear striking, parallax resemblance and ill-fated bellicosity to those complex creatures of yore, as members of both parties furiously thrash about in the quicksand of  cultural and political, self-serving dominance.

The Pleasure Principle

Aphrodite thus born of no mother, yet having sprang forth from the foam created by Ourano's genitals, embraced her destiny as "the greatest beauty human eye can imagine" and remained steadfast in her phallic devotion to that part of a man's body. It is strange folly then, for men to profess circumvention abilities and resistance prowess as they run, not walk, from female bliss fated subjugation.#medusaclimax

Eggs and Omelets

What to make of vainglorious mortal women who beleieved that they were more beautiful than gods, yet dispossessed of the good sense to allay their pompous conceits? Medusa was beautiful enough to attract and make love to Poseidon, but soon paid a terrible price for her indiscretions near Athena's temple - cursed with a gaze that turned the hapless onlooker into stone! The better course, then, might be to suffer the negotiable flattery showered happily by enraptured men, and gods, skilled in the fine arts of "language, speech, fraud and ambigutiy...". #medusaclimax

That's What Friends are For

The ancient Greeks placed great importance on friendship, especially the special ties that bound together their most intimate circle of friends, as defined by those whom could be assured of being called upon in any emergency and thus, display heartfelt and meaningful solidarity and support. Such calculations seem not to hold much sway or bear any semblance to friendships of today; so defined and circumscribed by tenuous whim and capricious folly unsustainable in reality.

It takes two...

The Roman poet  Catullus believed in and therefore sought in love" not sexual transport, but deep human union, which would last a lifetime". A marriage thus formed by twin embryonic underpinnings of passion and goodwill most deservedly would certainly transcend the boudaries of time, space and mortality.

One Flew Over...

Greek theorists, thinkers and citizens were well aware of the effects wrought by self-destructive drinking and habitual drunkenness. Wine was recognized as a bane to those who drank  it excessively - especially since wine was believed to reveal one's true character; but also had the propensity to alter it as well. Plato wrote about men "...who welcome any excuse to drink, whatever wine is available." Substitute the word "tequilla" or "beer" for "wine" and Plato's got me figured out B.C. #medusaclimax

She's got the Look....

Medusa - the only one of the Gorgon sisters not immortal - was terrifying, yet beautiful enough that, even those who were forewarned not to gaze upon her visage, fell victim and were turned to stone. In Greek lore she became a symbol of female rage and thence cast in mythology as the "most horrible woman in the world". Now re-imagined, Medusa represents the natural patchwork mosaic of art, beauty and philosophy, and is hence liberated from the victimization shackles forged by Poseidon and Athena's metalwork slight. #medusaclimax

Lord of the Rings

Greek mythology portrays Zeus - father of Gods and Men - as a divinity King known for his erotic escapades: impossible to precisely calculate in number, but generally thought to be over 150 lovers, including men. Impressive, to say the least, until you consider the curious case of NBA Legend Wilt Chamberlain - a Giant of a man, on and off the court - who boasted of having slept with 10,000-20,000 women.  Chamberlain defended himself, saying "I was just doing what was natural — chasing good-looking ladies, whoever they were and wherever they were available" When manly polygamous inclinations become buffeted about by female sexual irresistability, it doesen't take a lesson in Greek sophistry to predict the outcome(s); even mightly Zeus - he of the terrible thunderbolt weapon and golden eagle - never failed to seed when passion sealed the deal.

Musical Interlude Lifeforce

"Rhythm, as Greek theorists acknowkledged, is what gives music life..." (Oxford Classical Dictionary) It strains credulity, then, that musicians who put forth commercialized, inert pap can rightly call themeselves 'musicians'; a sound that grabs not human physicality wafts gently into the irrevelant abyss.

The Unadorned Woman

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Both the Greeks and the Romans praised the 'unadorned woman'; yet, men could not help but to sneek a peek, and check to see if their lover's dressing table most assuredly had, all the aids to beauty - including "mirrors, combs, stirgils, razors, scissors, curling tongs, hairpins, nail-files and ear picks." (Oxford Classical Dictionary) You've come a long way, baby! #medusaclimax

Symphonic Chonic

Working through issues surrounding Hermes - son of Zeus and the Greek Nymph Maia - while listening to Ludwig Van Beethoven's Symphony No. 9. Movement, ingenuity and technology merge, when the messenger carries the message(s) of life.

In the beginning was...

Creation is afoot this morning with subtle dexterity.