Ocean without Shores

In my previous post, God of ecstasy, I discussed Dionysus and the theory of self-worth. Today's post is an extension of the same concept, however, it's about the occasion when I met power. Before sharing the conversation I had with power, let me just narrate folklore, not from Greek literature but, from Nepal's.  Sharing with you 'Who is the most powerful in N.Sharma's words: '' Once upon a time, there was a powerful mouse king. Drunk with power, he gave himself the airs of a superhuman animal. He had a beautiful daughter. Many young aspirants, representing the mice tribes from all corners of the globe, came to his kingdom to seek his daughter's hand in marriage, but he refused to oblige any of them, for he had determined not to give his daughter away to anyone but the most powerful living being in the universe.  He called a meeting of his courtiers to determine who would be the most fitting suitor for the mouse princess. The courtiers, after long delibe

Greek mythology and its gods have always fascinated me. Many of my previous posts are, in actuality, derived from my conclusions of mythical Greek pieces- which I refer to as the seeker's well. Greek tragedy talks about human beings today. It is as relevant as it ever was. There's a lot to discuss when it comes to this literature, but today's post is dedicated to ecstasy and self-worth, which- by every means- takes us to the humanized notion of euphoria: Dionysus, the god of ecstasy.  Reading Friedrich Nietzsche drove me through many phases of existence, spiritually. People familiar with this name must know the starting of Nietzsche's historical spiritual journey; it was the interest in Greek tragedy- especially the god of ecstasy- that took him away from his orthodox Christian roots and landed him in the seeker's vessel. In his book, Twilight of the idols, Nietzsche wrote: "Herewith I again stand on the  soil out of which my intention,  my ability grows- I, th