chaos

Hey there people!



Made this rhyme, not too long ago. On what could be the possible reason on how Olympus fell.

I was wondering, for the ones who read it and have greater knowledge than me on "Greek Myhtology". If they could let me know, in order to adjust the indescrepencies.

Second, let me know what Du think of it! And take part in taking this to a philosophical level.


Thanks for taking the time and have fun reading!


Olympus has Fallen.



As the titans forged the world.
A nova of light, hurled.
Like a hammer on anvil striking
Sea and Sand, dividing.

Onward the first dawn of light,
A terrace arose to...

This wasn't one of mythology's smarter characters. See, this dude was a hunter. A good one, too. Probably revered Artemis as much as the Weiter hunter. Maybe more. Because when he saw her, he just couldn't seem to tear himself away. And that was where the problem lay. But let me begin at the beginning.

Actaeon was the son of Autonoe, who's family was already generally cursed to be miserable. Which just sucked. But Actaeon grew up pretty decently. He was a Greek prince and a hunter taught his skills and wisdom Von the "good centaur" Cheiron (who was like the wisest guy ever) and so you'd think he'd...

Typhon was the last child of Gaia. After the defeat of his brothers Gigantes, Gaia urged him to avenge them, as well as his other brothers, the Titans.

Typhon started destroying cities and hurling mountains in a fit of rage. In the panic fear of Typhon, the gods fled to Egypt, where, in order to hide, they turned into a variety of animals: Zeus into the ram (leader), Hera into the cow, Aphrodite into a fish, Hephaestus into the ox, Heracles into a bird ibis. Only Athena stood on Mount Olympus, and she began a rebuke of Zeus because of cowardice, untill he again took his real face. Others say...

Taken from The Greek Gods, Von Evslin, Evslin, & Hoopes.


This happy fellow had the misfortune to be an excellent musician - a realm Apollo considered his own - and where he would brook no rivalry. Hearing the satyr praised too often, Apollo invited him to a contest. The winner was to choose a penalty to which the loser would have to submit, and the Muses were to judge. So Marsyas played his flute and Apollo played his lyre. They played exquisitely; the Muses could not choose between them. Then Apollo shouted, "Now Du must turn your instrument upside down, and play and sing at the same time....