Professor Dr. Edmond Bordeaux Szekely
wrote this story in his book Ludwig Van Beethoven, 1942. He considered Beethoven
a Promethius of the modern age. In this day,
it is Mother Earth who is asking that we each rise up to be
a Promethius for our day. To be this is to suffer the pain as well as the pleasure that comes from allowing our heart to be touched
The most mysterious figure in classic Greek Mythology is Promethius. According to old Pelasgina legends, he was descendent of the Titans, half God, half man. He was far above man, but still below the Gods. He was too human to live in Olympus with the Gods, but too far above man to be able to descend to the inferiority of human life on the Earth. He thought of something audacious and great; to bring Heaven to Earth. He decided to steal the Divine Light and Fire from the Gods and to bring it to Man.
One beautiful midsummer night, a vision appeared before the astounding eyes of men. They saw the Divine Light descending from Mount Olympus in the hands of the giant Promethius. The greatest miracle in Zeus' world was accomplished. Promethius brought the Divine Fire and gave it to Man. Each member of the great Human Family received a spark from the Eternal Divine Fire. Many of them were unable to keep it alive and lost the Divine Fire; but he who preserved it became a Genius. And life became beautiful upon the Earth. Great architects appeared and created magnificent monuments. Great sculptors and artists created wonderful forms and colors. Poets sung melodious songs. Everything became beautiful and harmonious upon the Earth, and Man became more and more similar to the Gods of Olympus.
And Olympus became dark and cold without the Divine Light and Fire. The gods began to envy Man because of their earthly paradise. In their fury they decided to avenge themselves upon Promethius who stole from them the Divine Light. The titanic struggle began. With their lightning the Gods defeated Promethious and chained him to the Caucsian Mountains. The furious Gods sent there th Eagle of Zeus to devour the heart and liver of Promethius, but even this could not kill the titan. His strength and vitality were so great tht the parts of his body eaten by the eagle during the day, grew back again during the night.
Years upon years appeared and disappeared in the Kingdom of Chronos and his suffering was without end. But great was his consolation. For he saw everywhere in the night the sparks of the Divine Fire in the hearts of Men. His suffering heart became the focus of all the sparks of the Divine FIre over all the Earth. And the heart of the enchained Promethius, althought he was in chains, remained Creator like the Gods, but suffering like Man. And he became the Eternal Source of the beautiful for mankind. From him have descended all suffering creators, all geniuses of all ages.
This story is copyright to the heirs
of Professor Szekely.