Guided Sleep Meditation & Sleep Hypnosis from Sleep Cove - The Wonderful Artisan - The Greek Icarus Myth

Episode Date: August 27, 2025

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This myth documents Dei Derus, the man who built the labyrinth for the minor at all. and also the man who forged the wings for his son Icarus and the myth of Icarus is included in this story too I really think you'll enjoy it so please get comfortable the wonderful artisan chapter one

Perdix while Athens were still only a small city. There lived within its walls, a man named Day Dallas, who was the most skillful worker in wooden stone and metal that had ever been known.

It was he who taught the people how to build better houses and how to hang their doors on hinges and how to support the roofs with pillars of, and posts. He was the first to fasten things together with glue. He invented the plum line and the auger, and he showed seamen how to put up masts in their ships, and how to rig the sails to them with ropes. He built a stone palace for Igeus, the young king of Athens, and beautified

the temple of Athena, which stood. on the great rocky hill in the middle of the city. Daydallis had a nephew named Perdix, whom he had taken when a boy to teach the trade of builder. But Perdix was a very apt learner, and soon surpassed his master in the knowledge of many things. His eyes were ever open to see what was going on about him and he learned the law of their fields and the woods walking one day by the sea he picked up the backbone of a great fish

and from it he invented the saw seeing how a certain bird carved holes in the trunks of trees he learned how to make and use the chisel. Then he invented the wheel, which potters use in moulding clay, and he made of a forked stick with the first pair of compasses for drawing circles, and he studied out many other curious and useful things. De Dallas was not pleased when he saw that the the lad was so apt and wise, so ready to learn, and so eager to do.

If he keeps on in this way, he murmured, he will be a greater man than I. His name will be remembered, and mine will be forgotten. Day after day, while at his work, de Dallas pondered over this matter, and soon his heart was filled with hatred towards young purdicts. One morning, when the two were putting up an ornament on the outer wall of Athena's temple, Day Dallas, bade his nephew go out on a narrow scaffold, which hung high over the edge of the rocky cliff, whereon the temple stood. Then when the lad obeyed, it was easy enough with a blow of a hammer to knock the scaffold from its fastenings.

Paul Burdix fell headlong through the air, and he would have been dashed in pieces upon the stones at the foot of the cliff, had not kind Athena seen him, and taken pity upon him. While he was yet whirling through mid-air, she changed. him to a partridge, and he flitted away to the hills to live forever in the woods and fields, which he loved so well. And to this day, when the summer breezes below, and the wild flowers bloom in a meadow and glade, the voice of Perdix may still sometimes be heard, calling to his mate from among the grass and reeds, or amid the leafy underwards. Chapter 2 Minos

As for de Danes, when the people of Athens heard of his darsely deed, they were filled with grief and rage grief for young Perdix, whom all had learned to love. They had rage towards the wicked uncle, who loved only himself. At first, they were for punishing De Dallas, with the death which he so richly deserved. But when they remembered what he had done

to make their homes pleasanter and their lives easier, they allowed him to live, and yet they drove him out of Athens and made him never return. There was a ship in the harbour, just ready to start on a voyage across the sea, and in it Daed Dallas embarked with all his precious tools and his young son Icarus. Day after day the little vessel sailed slowly southward, keeping the shore of the mainland always upon the right. It passed treason and the rocky coast of Argos, and then struck boldly out across the sea.

At last, the famous island of Crete was reached, and there Daedalus thundered, a maid himself known, and the king of Crete, who had already heard of his wondrous skill, welcomed him to his kingdom, and gave him a home in his palace, and promised that he should be rewarded with great riches and honour if he would but stay and practice his craft there as he had done in Athens. Now the name of the King of Crete was Minos, his grandfather, whose name was a manor, whose name was also Minos, was the son of Europa, a young princess whom a white bull it was said had brought on his back across the sea from distant Asia. This elder Minus had been accounted the wisest of man, so wise indeed that Jupiter chose him to be one of the judges of the

lower world. The younger Minos was also as wise as his grandfather, and he was brave and far-seeing and skilled as a ruler of men. He made all the islands subject to his kingdom, and his ships sailed into every part of the world, and brought back to Crete the riches, the riches, of foreign lands. So it was not hard for him to persuade De Dallas to make his home with him and be the chief of his artisans.

And De Dallas built for King Minas our most wonderful palace with floors of marble and pillars of granite. And in the palace he set up golden statues which had tongues and could talk, and for splendour and beauty, there was no other building

in all the white earth that could be compared with it. They lived in those days among the hills of Crete, a terrible monster called the Minotall, the like of which has never been seen from that time until now. This creature, it was said, had the body of a man but the face and head of a wild bull and the fierce nature of a mountain lion. The people of Crete

would not have killed him if they could, for they thought that the mighty folk who lived with Jupiter on the mountaintop had sent him among them, and that these beings would be angry if anyone should take his life. He was the pest and terror of all the land. Where he was least expected, there he was sure to be, and almost every day some man, woman or child, was caught and devoured by him. You have done so many wonderful things, said the King of De Dallas.

Can you not do something to rid the land of this, mine at all? Shall I kill him? asked De Daedalus. Ah no, said the king. That would only bring greater misfortunes upon us. I will build a house for him then, said De Daedalus. And you can keep him in it. a prisoner, but he may pine away and die if he is penned up in a prison, said the king. He shall have plenty of room to roam about, said de Danes.

And if you will only now and then feed one of your enemies to him, I promise you that he shall live and thrive. So the wonderful artisan brought together his workmen and they built a marvellous house with so many rooms in it and so many winding ways that no one who went far into it

could ever find his way out again and de Dallas called it the labyrinth and cunningly persuaded the minotaur to go inside of it. The monster soon lost his way among the winding passages,

but the sound of his terrible bellowings could be heard day and night as he wandered back and forth, vainly trying to find some place to escape. Chapter 3, Icarus. Not long after this, it happened that Day Dallas,

was guilty of a deed which angered the king very greatly, and had not minus wished him to build other buildings for him. He would have put him to death, and no doubt have served him right. Hitherto, said the king, I have honoured you for your skills and rewarded you for your labour, but now you shall be my slave and shall serve me without hire and without any word of praise. Then he gave orders to the guards of the city gates, that they should not let Deus pass out at any time, and he set soldiers to watch the ships that were in port, so that he could not escape by sea. But although the wonderful artisan was thus held as a prisoner,

he did not build any more buildings for King Minos. He spent his time in planning how he might regain his freedom. All my inventions, he said to his son Icarus, have hitherto been made to please other people. Now I will invent something to please myself. So all through the day, he pretended to be planning some great work for the king,

but every night he locked himself up in his chamber and wrought secretly by candlelight. By and by, He had made for himself a pair of strong wings, and for Icarus another pair of smaller ones. And then when midnight, when everybody was asleep, the two went out to see if they could fly. They fastened the wings to their shoulders with wax, and they sprang up into the air. They could not fly very far at first, but they did so well

that they felt sure of doing much better in time. The next night, Daydallas made some changes in the wings. He put on an extra strap or two. He took out a feather from one wing and put a new feather into another. And then he and Icarus went out in the moonlight to try them again. They did finally this time. They flew up to the top of the king's palace.

Then they sailed away over the walls of the city and alighted on the top of a hill. But they were not ready to undertake a long journey yet. And so just before daybreak, they flew back home. Every fair night after that, they practised with their wings. And at the end of a month, they felt as safe in the air as on the ground and could skim over their hilltops like birds. Only one morning, before King Minus had risen from his bed, they fastened on their wings, sprang into the air, and flew out of the city.

Once fairly away from the island, they turned towards the west, for De Dallas had heard of an island named Sicily, which lay hundreds of miles away, and he made up his mind. To seek a new home there, all went well for a world. a time, and the two bold flyers sped swiftly over the sea, skimming along only a little above the waves, and helped on their way by the brisk east wind. Towards noon the sun shone very warm, and De Dallas called out to the boy who was a little behind

and told him to keep his wings cool and not fly too high but the boy was proud of his skill in flying and as he looked up at the sun he thought how nice it would be

to so like it high above the clouds in the blue depths of the sky. At any rate, said he to himself, I will go up a little higher. Perhaps I can see the horses, which draw their sun car,

and perhaps I shall catch sight of their driver, the mighty son master himself. So he flew up higher and higher, but his father, who was in front, did not see, him. Pretty soon, however, the heat of the sun began to melt the wax with which the boy's wings were fastened. He felt himself sinking through the air. The wings had become loosened from his shoulders. He shouted to his father, but it was too late. Day Dallas turned just in time to see Icarus

falling headlong into the waves. The water was very deep there and the skill of the wonderful artisan could not save his child. He could only look with sorrowing eyes at the unpitying sea and fly on alone to distant Sicily. There men say

he lived for many years but he never did any great work nor built anything half so marvellous as the labyrinth of Crete, and the sea in which Paul Icarus was drowned was called forever afterwards by his name, the Icarian Sea.