Somehow, somewhere when I was younger I became familiar with fables and legends. I am writing about those timeless tales such as Greek mythology, or morality tales which have withstood the ages. However, I realise now how little these stories make it into our modern consciousness... I can only assume that I became familiar with these stories due to cartoons introducing them to me, but I'm not reminded of them anymore. Perhaps I should start watching cartoons again...
Well, that being said, I was listening to one of my favorite CD's the other day, and was started thinking about one of my favorite old stories, the Greek legend of Icarus and Daedalus (where Icarus flies too close to the sun). Then, when listening to a particular song on the CD that tells the story through the perspective of Daedalus, I realize it is, yet again, a tragedy that I am drawn to.
But there is something to these "sad endings" persisting through time... I'll use that as my excuse to save people from thinking that I am a particularly dark person haha. But there is something beautiful in the tragedy of this story.
or maybe I just like the song
1 comment:
somehow, somewhere...it was mrs. O'Sullivan of course!
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