Incredulous

They tell me not to read mythology and believe aimlessly what is forever told. Of the formation of this universe, the chaos that metamorphed into the sun, the stars, the planets, you and me. The violent rage and act of defiance by Amnon and his death acting as a deterra -nce, probably the first where the crime did someone free. Did you know of all the Greek tragedy, my favorite is the one told by Sophocles? It talks of love, honor, the duty, oppression and tyranny as it unfolds. They tell me not to read mythology and believe aimlessly what is forever told. I recall now that I once read, of woman so strong, warriors she fed. Madhavi was her name and she bore it with pride, she was used as a fortune by them. Alas, it was written by men. Forever, I did try to find the genesis of his highness Macbeth or of Sisyphus, who twice cheated death. If you close your eyes, you can hear poor Orpheus' lore. They tell me not to read mythology and believe aimlessly what is forever told. When they ask me to believe, I do often gather, the four horsemen making their way to end the world, but I'd take hurricanes and tsunamis rather. Fearless as they are, it's the women who call me from the narrative they are written in, always longing to be at par. The mightiness of the men, their heroism is at what the story is often sold. They tell me not to read mythology and believe aimlessly what is forever told.