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Fire stolen from Heaven and given as a gift to confused humanity; the Light of rationality would blaze unquenchable, now, among the ephemeral lights of the mortal realm. Anger at the violation of the heavenly boundary was swift and the consequences merciless. Prometheus, son of Titans, was bound to a rock and visited daily by an eagle sent to tear him open and feed on the flesh of the rebellious god.
The gift came with a price; in my vision Saturn conjuncts with a full moon in Scorpio as depthless desire meets stark limitation- and so Prometheus suffers and embodies in himself the paradox he created for humanity. Mars edges past the horizon and the human race learns that fire has more than one use.
Three hundred Nights later…and you still come up with this uncanny variety!
What do you eat for breakfast in the morning?!
PS: 301 is museum quality – image and text.
Thanks for the kind words, A’dude. This one was made many years ago as part of a series and I re-packaged it for the Nights!
ps- generally just a cup of tea or coffee…