Let's Find Out - Greek Myths: Zeus, Prometheus and Pandora | ASMR

Episode Date: June 24, 2019

Zeus must solicit the help of the other Gods to battle the Titans for supremacy. Prometheus (meaning forethought) bears responsibility for vouchsafing Humans the gift of fire. And finally, Pandora (the first woman) is tempted to open the box of (mostly) evil entities that Zeus had sent to Earth as punishment for Prometheus's powerful gift. Thanks for watching. #ASMR ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ►socials... The podcast (audio versions) of my content: ▸🎧 Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2u11T58 ▸🎧 iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/letsfindoutasmrs-podcast/id1448116527?mt=2 ▸📧 Email................... [e-mail] ▸📧 Instagram........... @lets_find_out_asmr ▸📧 Twitter................. @Glycoversi ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ►Support for the channel... ▸Shop on Amazon here: https://amzn.to/2LnNXd6 ▸PayPal ......... https://www.paypal.me/LetsFindOutASMR ......... [e-mail] ▸Patreon ........ https://www.patreon.com/LetsFindOutASMR Want to just give a gift? ▸📩 Wishlist (for the channel): http://a.co/9vUJ8eF ▸📪 If you'd like to mail me something: Let's Find Out ASMR (Rich) P.O. Box 1582 Palm City, FL 34991 Or do you transact in nerd? ▸₿ Bitcoin: (A scannable QR code) ........ http://i.imgur.com/wKIsPIB.png (wallet address) ........ 1XPhPoyeqc3Xf1uktCPXCzfdEdi9PA7Xh

Thanks for joining us again. Or I guess it's really just me. As you can hear, carry down the tradition with some nice south Florida afternoon rainstorms. And by the way, this is a... I know a few of you were a little bit uneasy about me calling Zeus, Jupiter. But this book doesn't necessarily claim to be... be purely Greek myths. And of course the Greek myths were very much adapted into Roman mythology.

So my guess, if I were to make one, would be that it's the Roman texts that were saved when they were transcribed by the Muslims in the Middle Age. and then later on when AIDS and trade and barter, when we got them and inherited them as Western civilization, we were receiving the texts that the Romans had in turn received or translated from the original Greek. So I believe most of the ancient texts that we had were in fact Roman in Latin.

and not Greek. I could be wrong, but that's at least my little attempt at a explanation for why most of the gods, the names of the gods that we're dealing

with in this book. Juno, Jupiter, Uranus, R. So let's pick up the cliffhanger that we left off on. In summary, um, All there was to begin with was chaos.

It's chaos disorder. Lack of light in night. They birthed Earth in the heavens. And those two in turn begat. It's very, very similar, very reminiscent of the Norse mythology that we've looked into so far. Uranus and Gaia birthed begat. The Titans Cyclone. in the centi-man-eye the hundred hand interesting common thread theme of the father subverting the power

children so that they don't usurp their place as the almighty so the titans were bound and thrown into the place called the darkness the tartarist tartarist doctor who It's that name. But the Titans revolted. Kronus, of course, stand in for time. And of course, time in reality. Always get the last word. So Kronis ultimately was freed by the vouch.

He was always want to use that word, but I always forget how to use it correctly. But it was vouchsafed his freedom from Gaia, his mother. So, Cronus was set free, defeated Uranus, I believe. His father, his father cursed his son and prophesized that one day would come when he too would be supplanted by his children. And would suffer just punishment for his rebellion. Jupiter, Jupiter, it would birth a lot of children, of course, but Jupiter was the fortunate one that Rea just drew the line She finally drew the line in the sand

And said she's gonna outwit Kronus And she wrapped up a big stone In a cloth Because Kronus was perpetually Eating his children Which is a very archetypal theme Could stand in for the

Tyrannical father Or the Tyrannical mother or the Tyrannical mother as well you know taking full control of their children's lives so that they remain dependent on her and she remains in control of their lives they become resentful she becomes equally resentful but is kind of in a deluded way painted as a saint for taking care of these these children that she she, unbeknownst to people who might call her a saint,

who, uh, that she took away their independence from. So it can be, can definitely go both ways, and the father can be tyrannical and just outright overpower the children. So, so of course Jupiter got his freedom by his mother tricking his father, croness, into eating a stone instead of him, thereby allowing him to grow up and be able to defeat his father, perhaps. So Cronus, unaware of his birth, soon made his appearance, determined to dispose of him in the usual summary manner.

For some time, Rhea pleaded him with him, but at last pretended to yield to his commands, hastily wrapping a large stone in swaddling cloths. So she then handed it to Cronus, simulating intense grief. And Cronus was evidently not of a very inquiring turn of mind. For he swallowed the whole stone without investigating the real contents of the shapeless bundle. So today we're going to be going into Jupiter's, This supremacy, this character, start off, we'll start off with a short poem by Hesiod.

To the imperial son of heaven, Willem the king of gods a stone she gave and wrapped in infant swaths. And this, with grasp, eager he snatched, and then his ravening breast conveyed away unhappy, nor once thought that for the stone his child behind

remained invincible secure who soon with the hands of strength overcoming him should cast him forth from glory in himself the immortal's rule that's the ascendancy

of Zeus or Jupiter ignorant of the deception practiced upon him chronos then took cleave and the overjoyed mother clasped her rescued treasure to her breast. It was not sufficient, however, to have saved young Jupiter from imminent death. It was also necessary that his father should remain unconscious of his existence. Jupiter's infant to ensure Jupiter survived. Rea entrusted her babe to the tender care of the Melian Nymphs, who bore him off to a cave

on Mount Ida. There a goat, Amalthea, was procured to act as nurse, and fulfilled her office so acceptably that she was eventually placed in the heavens, as a constellation, a brilliant reward for her kind ministrations. To prevent Jupiter's cries from being heard in Olympus, the Curates, or Carivantes,

Rea's priests, uttered piercing screams, clashed their weapons, executed fierce dances, enchanted rude war songs. A real significance of all this unwanted noise and commotion was not at all understood by Cronus, who in the intervals of his numerous affairs congratulated himself upon the cunning he had shown to prevent the accomplishment of his father's curse. But all his anxiety and fears were aroused when he suddenly became aware of the fraud practiced upon him, and of young Jupiter's continued existence. He immediately tried to devise some plan to get rid of him, but before he could put it into action, he found himself attacked, and after a short but terrible encounter, signally defeated Jupiter.

Jupiter's supremacy. Jupiter delighted to have triumphed so quickly, took possession of the supreme power, and aided by Rea's counsels, and by a nauseous potion prepared by the metis, a daughter of Oceanus, or Poseidon, compelled Cronus to produce the unfortunate children he had swallowed, i.e. Neptune, Pluto, Vesta, and Juno.

Following the example of his predecessor, Jupiter gave his brothers and sisters a fair share of his new kingdom. The wisest among the Titans, Nemocin, Themis, Oceanus, and Hyperion, they submitted to a new sovereign without murmur. But the others refused their allegiance. which refusal, of course, occasioned a deadly conflict when the gods began with wrath, and war rose up between their starry brows, some choosing to cast cronus from his throne, that Zeus might king it there, and some in haste with opposite oaths that they would have no Zeus, to rule the gods forever. The giants war. from the top of Mount Olympus, discerned the superior number of his foes, and quite aware of their might,

concluded that reinforcements to his party would not be superfluous. In haste, therefore, he released the Cyclops from Tartarus, where they languished so long, stipulating that in exchange for their freedom, they should supply him with thunderbolts. weapons which only they knew how to forge. This new engine caused great terror in dismay in the ranks of the enemies, who nevertheless soon rallied and struggled valiantly to overthrow the usurper and win back the sovereignty of the world. During ten long years the war raged incessantly.

Neither party wishing to submit to the domination of the other, but at the end of that time the rebellious titans were obliged to yield. Some of them were hurled into Tartarus once more, where they were carefully secured by Neptune, Jupiter's brother. While the young conqueror joyfully proclaimed victory, league all your forces then ye powers above, join all, and try the omnipotence of Jove, which, yet again,

most of you probably know is the third pseudonym for Jupiter and Zeus let down our golden everlasting chain whose strong embrace holds heaven and earth in Maine strive all of mortal and immortal birth to drag by this the thunder down to earth he strive in vain if I but stretch his hand I Heave the gods, the ocean, and the land. I fix the chain to great Olympus Heights. In the vast world hangs, trembling in my sight. For such I reign unbounded and above.

And such are men and gods compared to Jov. Homer. The scene of this mighty conflict was supposed to have been in Thessaly, where the country bears the imprint of some great natural, convulsion. For the ancients imagine that the gods, making the most of their gigantic strength and stature, hurled huge rocks at each other, and piled mountain upon mountain to reach the abode of Jupiter, the thunderer. Mountain on mountain, as the titans erst, my brethren scaling the high seat of Jove, heaved bellion upon Ossa's shoulders broad, in vain and vain and

empire. Saturn or Cronus, the leader and instigator of the revolt, weary at last of bloodshed and strife, withdrew to Italy or Hesperia, where he founded your prosperous kingdom, and reigned in peace for many long years, the death of Typhias. Jupiter in having disposed of all the titans, now fancied he'd enjoy the power so unlawfully obtained. But Gaia, to punish him for depriving her children of their birthright, created a terrible monster called Typhus, or Typhon, which she sent to attack him. This Typhius was a giant, from whose trunk 100 dragonheads arose. flame shot from his eyes, nostrils, and mouths.

While he incessantly uttered such blood-curdling screams that the gods in terror fled from Mount Olympus and sought refuge in Egypt, in mortal fear, lest this terror-inspiring monster would pursue them, the gods there assumed the forms of different animals. And Jupiter became a ram, while Juno is sister and queen, changed herself into a cow. The king of the gods, however,

soon became ashamed of his cowardly flight and resolved to return to Olympus, to slay Typhus with his terrible thunderbolts. Long and fierce struggle ensued, at the end of which Jupiter again victorious viewed his fallen foe with boundless pride, but his triumph was very short-lived. Defeat of Enceladus.

Enceladus, another redoubtful giant, also created by Gaia, Jupiter's, grandmother, Grandmother Earth, if you will, now appeared to revenge Typhus. He too was signally defeated and bound with adamantine chains in a burning cave under Mount Edna. In early times before he'd become accustomed to his prison, he gave vent to his rage by outcries, imprecations and groans. Sometimes he even breathed forth fire and flames in hopes of injuring his conqueror. But time, it is said, somewhat cool in his resentment, and now he is contend with an occasional change of position which, owning to his huge size, causes the earth to tremble over a space of many miles, producing what is called an earthquake. Tis said that thunder struck in celadus,

grovelling beneath the incumbent mountain's weight, lies stretched supine, eternal prey of flames, and when he heaves against the burning load, reluctant to invert his broiling limbs, a sudden earthquake shoots through all the aisle, and Aetna thunder is dreadful, underground. Then pours out smoke and reething curls convolved, in shades the sun's bright orb, and blots out day. Jupiter divides his realm. Jupiter now conquered all his foes, asserted his right to the throne, and could at last reign over the world, undisturbed. But he knew that it would be no small undertaking to rule well heaven, earth, and sea, and resolved to divide the power with his brothers.

To avoid quarrels and recriminations, he portioned the world out into lots, allowing each of his brothers the privilege of drawing his own share. Neptune thus obtained control over the sea and all the rivers, and immediately expressed his resolve to wear a symbolic crown composed exclusively of marine shells and aquatic plants and to abide within the bounds of his watery realm. Pluto, the most taciturn of the brothers, received for his portion the scepter of Tartarus

in all the lower world, where no beam of sunlight was ever allowed to find its way. While Jupiter reserved for himself, the general supervision of his brother's estates, the direct management of heaven and earth. Peace now reigned throughout all the world. Not a murmur was heard, except from the Titans, who at length, seeing that further opposition would be useless, grew reconciled to their fate.

In the days of their prosperity the Titans had intermarried, Cronis had taken Rea for better or for worse, and Iepetus had seen, loved, and wedded the fair climbing, one of the ocean nymphs, or Oceanides, daughter of Oceanus. The latter pair became the proud parents of four gigantic sons, Atlas, Manetius, Prometheus, which is forethought, epimetheus, afterthought, who were designed, who were destined to play prominent parts in Grecian mythology. Now we transition to the story of Prometheus. At the time of the creation, after covering the newborn earth with luxuriant vegetation, and peopling it with living creatures of all kinds,

arrows perceived that it would be necessary to endow them with instincts that would enable them to reserve and enjoy the life that they had received. He therefore called the youngest two sons of Iepetus to his aid and bade them make a judicious distribution of gifts to all living creatures and create and endow a superior being called man to rule over all the others. Prometheus is in Hepamethius' first care was very nice, to provide for the beings already created. These they endowed with such reckless generosity

that all their favors were soon dispensed, and none remained for the endowment of man. Although they had not the remotest idea of how to overcome this difficulty, they proceeded to fashion man from clay. From Horace, Prometheus first transmuted, atoms, cold for human clay.

They first molded an image similar in form to the gods. Bade arrows breathe into its nostrils, the spirit of life, in Minerva or palace, endowed with a soul, whereupon man lived and moved and viewed his new domain. Justly proud of his handiwork, Prometheus observed man, and longed to bestow upon him some great power unshared by any other creature of mortal birth which would raise him far above all other living beings

and bring him nearer to perfection of the immortal gods fire alone in his estimation could affect this but fire was the special possession and prerogative of the gods and Prometheus knew that they would never willingly share it with man, and that, should anyone obtain it by stealth, they would never forgive the thief. Long, he pondered the matter, and finally determined to obtain fire or die in the attempt. One night, therefore, he set out for Olympus, entered unperceived into the god's abode, seized a lighted brand, hid it in his bosom and departed unseen, exulting in the success of his enterprise. Upon the earth, once more, he consigned the stolen treasure to the care of man, who immediately

adapted it to various purposes and eloquently expressed his gratitude to the benevolent deity who had risked his own life to obtain it for him. O Prometheus O'Hawand daunted On Olympus' shining bastions His audacious foot He planted Myths are told and songs are chanted Full of promptings and suggestions

Beautiful is the tradition Of that flight Through heavenly portals The old classic superstition Of the theft And the transmission of the fire of the immortals moves by this next page this painting here for those of you

watching is the formation of man by Prometheus with the aid of Minerva de Sylvester Adam and Eve, Artna of Eden maybe it's left to be dark to counterbalance the

light blue sky that Minerva appears to be floating down on It looks like she's being a little judgmental of this man about to be given fire by Prometheus. When there's a peacock. From his lofty throne on the topmost peak of Mount Olympus, Jupiter beheld an unusual light down upon Earth. Axious to ascertain its exact nature, he watched it closely. And before long discovered the larceny.

His anger then burst forth, terrible to behold. And the gods all quailed when they heard him solemnly vowed that he would punish the unhappy Prometheus without mercy. To seize the offender in his mighty grasp, bear him off to the Caucasian mountains, and bind them fast to a great rock, was but a moment's work. There a voracious vulture was summoned to feast upon his liver,

the tearing of which from his side by the bird's cruel beak, and the talons, caused the sufferer in tense anguish. All day long the vulture gorged himself, but during the cool night while the bird slept, Prometheus' suffering abated, and the liver grew yet again. and the liver grew again, thus prolonging the torture, which bade fair to have no end. Disheartened by the prospect of long years of unremitting pain, Prometheus at times could not refrain from pitiful complaints.

But generation after generation of men lived on earth and died, blessing him for the gift he had obtained for them at such a terrible cost. After many centuries of woe, Hercules, the son of Jupiter and Alcimony, found Hermetius, killed the vulture, and broke the adamantine chains, liberating the long-suffering God. The story of Epimetheus and Pandora. The first mortals lived on earth in a state of perfect innocence and bliss. The air was pure and balmy, the sun shone brightly all the year. and the earth brought forth delicious and abundant fruit. And beautiful fragrant flowers bloomed everywhere. Man was content.

Extreme cold, hunger, sickness, and death were unknown. Jupiter, who was justly ascribed a good part of this beatific condition to the gift conferred by Prometheus, was greatly displeased, and tried to devise some means to punish mankind for the acceptance of heavenly fire. With this purpose in view he assembled the gods on Mount Olympus, where, in solemn counsel, they decided to create woman, and as soon as she had been artfully fashioned, each one endowed with her some special charm to make her more attractive.

The crippled artist God, illustrious molded from yielding clay, a bashful virgin's image, and advised Saturnian Jove. But now when the fair mischief, seeming good, his hand had perfected, he led her forth exulting in her graced attire, the gift of palace, in the midst of gods and men. on men and gods in that same moment seized the ravishment of wonder when they saw the deep deceit the inextricable snare that's about the woman's ability to persuade through their grace and charm in ways I think some men are unable to the united efforts were crowned with the utmost success nothing was lacking except a name for the peerless

creature, the gods, after due consideration, decreed she should be called Pandora. They then bade Mercury to take her to Prometheus as a gift from heaven, but he, knowing all too well that nothing good would come to him from the gods, refused to accept her. In cautioned his brother Epimetheus to follow his example, unfortunately Epimetheus was of a confiding disposition, and when he beheld the maiden he exclaimed, surely so beautiful and gentle a being can bring no evil, and accepted her most joyfully. The first days of their union were spent in blissful wanderings, hand in hand under the cool forest shade, in weaving garlands of fragrant flowers, and in refreshing themselves with

luscious fruit, which hung so temptingly within reach. One lovely evening while dancing on the green, they saw Mercury, Jupiter's messenger, coming towards them. His step was slow and weary, his garments dusty and travel-stained, and he seemed almost to stagger beneath the weight of a huge box which rested upon his shoulders. Pandora immediately ceased dancing to speculate with feminine curiosity upon the contents of the chest. She nudged Epimetheus, and in a whisper begged him to ask Mercury what brought him thither.

Epimetheus complied with her request, but Mercury evaded the question, professing himself too weary to convey it to its destination that day. He promised to call for it shortly. The permission was promptly granted. Mercury, with a sigh of relief, placed the box in one corner, and then departed, refusing all hospitable offers to rest and be refreshed. He had scarcely crossed the threshold when Pandora expressed a strong desire to have a peep at the contents. of the mysterious box, but Epimetheus, surprised and shocked, told her that her curiosity was

unseemly, and then to dispel the frown and pout, seen for the first time on the fair face of his beloved, he entreated her to come, come out into the fresh air, and join in the merry games of their companions. For the first time also, Pandora refused to comply with his request. Dismayed and very discouraged. Epimetheus sauntered out alone, thinking she would soon join him, and perhaps by some caress atone for her present, willfulness. A really nice picture by John William Waterhouse, opening the box. Left alone, with the mysterious casket, Pandora became more and more inquisitive. Steltily, she drew near, and examined it with great interest, where it was curiously wrought of dark wood, and surmounted by a

delicately carved head of such fine workmanship that it seemed to smile and encourage her. Around the box, a glittering golden cord was wound, and fastened. on top in an intricate knot. Pandor, who prided herself, especially on her deft fingers, felt sure she could unfasten it, and reasoning that it would not be too indiscreet to untied if she did not raise the lid set to work. Long she strove, but all in vain. Ever and anon the laughing voices of Epimetheus and his companions, playing in the luxuriant shade or wapped it in on the summer breeze.

Repeatedly she heard the mcall and beseech her to join them. Yet she persisted in her attempt. She was just on the point of giving up in despair when suddenly the refractory knot yielded to her fumbling fingers. In the cord unrolling dropped to the floor. Pandora had repeatedly fancied that sounds like whispers

issued from the box the noise now seemed to increase and she breathlessly applied her ear to the lid to ascertain whether it really proceeded from within imagine therefore her surprise when she distinctly heard

these words uttered in the most pitiful accents Pandora Dear Pandora Pandora, have pity upon us. Free us from this gloomy prison. Open, open, we beseech you. Pandora's heart beat so fast and loud that it seemed for a moment to drown all other sounds. Should she open the box? Just then a familiar step outside made her start guiltily. Epimetheus was coming and she knew he would urge her again.

to come out and would prevent the gratification of her curiosity. Precipidately, therefore, she raised the lid to have one little peep before he came in. Now Jupiter had malignantly crammed into this box all diseases, sorrows, vices, and crimes that afflict poor humanity. And the box was no sooner open than all these ills flew out in the guise of where, Hoard little brown-wings creatures, closely resembling moths. These little insects fluttered about alighting, and some upon Epimetheus, who had just entered, some upon Pandora, pricking and stinging them most unmercifully.

Then they flew out through the open door and windows, and fastened upon the merry-makers without whose shouts of joy were so, soon changed into wails of pain and anguish. Epimetheus and Pindora had never before experienced the faintest sensation of pain or anger, but as soon as these winged evil spirits had stung them, they began to weep, and alas quarreled for the first time in their lives. Epimetheus reproached his wife in bitterest terms for her thoughtless action. But in the very midst of this bituberation He suddenly heard a sweet little voice

Entreat for freedom The sound proceeded from the unfortunate box Whose cover Pandora had dropped again In the first moment of her surprise and pain Open, open and I'll hear your wounds Please let me out It pleaded The tearful couple viewed each other

other inquiringly and listened again. Once more they heard the same pitiful accents, and Epimetheus made his wife open the box and set the speaker free, adding very amiable that she had already done so much armed by her ill-fated curiosity that it would be difficult to add materially to its evil consequences, and that perchance the box contains some good spirit, whose ministrations might prove beneficial. It was well for Pandora that she opened the box a second time, for the gods with a sudden impulse of compassion had concealed among the evil spirits one kindly creature.

Hope, whose mission was to heal the wounds inflicted by her fellow prisoners, lightly fluttering hither and thither on her snowy pinions. Hope touched the puncture. places on Pandora's and Epimetheus's creamy skin and relieved their suffering, then quickly flew out of the open window to perform the same gentle office for the other victims and cheer their downcast spirits. Thus, according to the agents, evil entered into the world, bringing untold misery, but hope followed closely in its footsteps. to aid the struggling humanity and point to a happier future.

Rules a land forever green. All powers that serve the bright-eyed queen are confident and gay. Clouds at her bidding disappear. Points she to aught, the bliss draws near and fancy smooths the way. During many centuries, therefore, hope continued to be revered. although the other divinities had ceased to be worshipped. According to another version, Pandora was sent down to man, bearing a vase in which the evil spirits were imprisoned.

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