The Theoi “But Let Us Now Go to Bed and Turn to LoveMaking
The Theoi “But let us now go to bed and turn to lovemaking. For never before has love for any goddess or woman so melted about the heart inside me, broken it to submission, as now: not that time when I loved the wife of Ixion who bore me Peirithroös, equal of the gods in counsel, nor when I loved Akrisios’ daughter, sweetstepping Danaë, who bore Perseus to me, preeminent among all men, nor when I loved the daughter of farrenowned Phoinix, Europa who bore Minos to me, and Rhadamanthys the godlike; not when I loved Semele, or Alkmene in Thebe, when Alkmene bore me a son, Herakles the stronghearted, while Semele’s son was Dionysos, the pleasure of mortals; not when I loved the queen Demeter of the lovely tresses, not when it was glorious Leto nor yourself, so much as now I love you, and the sweet passion has taken hold of me.” —Zeus to Hera, The Iliad, Book 14 “Why do I listen to him? Why do I believe him when I know he’s a liar and a cheat? I’ll tell you. It’s because he’s—Hey! Put your brother down this instant, young man! I don’t care what he did, if you drop him off the roof one more time, so help me—” —June Oxnard, incarnation of Hera The World was born of the great chasm, Chaos, from whence arose Gaia, who birthed her equal, Uranus, to enshroud her in the sky. To Uranus, Gaia bore twelve great Titans, the Cyclopes, and the HundredHanded—but Uranus, fearful of his children’s power and hateful of their appearance, confined the Cyclopes and the HundredHanded in Tartarus, far beneath Gaia, which caused her great pain.
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