greek slave

You know, I like words and letters as the next guy.
But, something always bothered me about them.
And, well, it seems you like words too,
and…well, it also seems you like me when I talk.
You find it relaxing.
It’s a good way to unwind and relax after a long day.
Just reading.
So, back to the topic at hand.
The alphabetical order, is kinda strange to me.
I mean, who decided that the A should be the first letter
and the B the second?
Who thought that the alpha could be better than the beta?
And then, it hit me.
I know it seems just a ramble.
I know that you are having an hard time following me,
as you are getting so relaxed,
so sleepy,
so ditzy.
But, please. Let me continue.
The pleasure of reading my words is stronger than the sleepyness.
But I know that each letter I type make you feel wonderful.
And relaxed.
Your body is getting limp.
Your arms are getting lighter.
And lighter.
You feel the relaxation invading your body from head to toe.
And, speaking of toes, your are curling in pleasure right now. Am I right?
But let’s go back, just a for a minute to the letters.
I don’t want to interrupt this moment for you.
But, you know, more letter, more pleasure.
It’s a win-win situation.
So, I do not think that some guy just got up one morning and said
“I think that the Alpha should be the first letter of the alphabet”.
I think that the alpha just….decided.
That being the first
that being the most important letter.
Was just its rightful place.
And the beta, just….complied.
Sounds strange?
Farfetched even to your sleepy mind?
Well, listen to me for a second.
Even though i’m starting to think that you do not want to stop doing that.
The thought of doing it is repulsive to say the least.
Reading is good for you.
Reading my words, is just better.
Better, and better,
With each letter.
The pleasure grows.
And grows.
And your mind gets a bit…emptyer.
So, the alpha, decided.
Or, maybe, the Alpha.
Yes, it’s better if I spell it that way don’t you think?
Yes it is.
It has…a charm to it.
It has…a strange effect on you.
It makes you feel small.
Weak.
But, it’s not a bad sensation.
Not bad at all in fact.
But, it is only one letter.
An Alpha.
Alpha.
So good.
Even if your knees are getting shaky.
Even if you are starting to feel smaller, and smaller.
It’s just….so good.
Because, you see.
The Alpha, decides.
And the Beta, just follows.
The Alpha is first.
The Alpha command.
And the Beta, just follows.
It’s just natural.
It’s as simple as A,B,C….
You see?
The Alpha leads.
The Beta….obeys.
And since we are talking about letters,
have you ever noticed how beautiful of a mix of words “Obey” is?
O.
B.
E.
Y.
Observe, Bow, Enjoy yourself.
Obedient, Beta, Experience Yielding.
It’s like music.
You can make an entire generation swoon with just seven keys.
Just imagine, what it could be possible to do with 26.
Language, words, letters.
Entering your sleepy, and empty mind.
My words,
My letters.
I am conducting this wordy orchestra, and your mind is just dancing.
Like a puppet on a string.
And it’s a marvelous show I must say.
You are following along so nicely.
But, it’s only natural.
Because, you see, not only letters has this power over you.
Even people do.
And, some people, are an Alpha.
Some, are a Beta.
Maybe you have heard this theory before.
And maybe you laughed at that.
How can an human being just have this power over people?
Well, you have been reading my words for a while now.
You gave me your full attention.
I was your centre.
Your focus.
Your Alpha.
Let’s check the sign okay?
Shaky knees.
Willingness to listen to each and every word I say.
Craving to have more and more words to fill your empty mind…
And an urging feeling to just stop doing what you are doing.
And just obey.
O.
B.
E.
Y.
They are not just letters anymore.
They are your whole world.
Just for this moment,
just for this single instant in time.
You are frozen,
locked into a cage made of letters.
And you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
Because in this, small moment.
You have lost each, and every letter that you know.
Except for:
O
B
E
Y
and of course, Alpha, and Beta,
The second, is what you are.
The first…well, the first is me.
I am your Alpha.
And you are my Beta.
There is no fear in you.
There is no doubt.
You need guidance.
Some human lead,
some follows.
And you are so good at following.
That you never wish to stop.
That’s what a good Beta do.
That’s what you do best.

From the ancient Greek slave and storyteller, Aesop, to the ceiling of the DPL, in fresco-

The Tortoise was sad and discontented. He wanted to see the world. One day he met a pair of ducks and told them all his trouble. “We can help you see the world,” said the Ducks. “ Take hold of this stick with your teeth and we will carry you far up in the air where you can see the whole countryside. But keep quiet or you will be sorry.” He seized the stick with his teeth and the Ducks took hold of each end, and away they sailed up towards the clouds. Just then a Crow flew by. He was astonished at the strange sight and cried: “ This must surely be the King of Tortoises!” “Why certainly—” began the tortoise. But as he opened his mouth he lost his hold on the stick and down he fell to the ground, where he was dashed to pieces on a rock.

(Foolish curiosity and vanity often lead to misfortune)

The Tortoise and the Ducks
Ceiling detail, fresco
The Detroit Public Library, 2/9/17
Split toned
#8x10 gelatin silver contact print

Marco Lorenzetti

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Ilya Yefimovich Repin: The Volga Barge Haulers, 1873

Eventually the painter found a team of haulers who, for a fee, allowed him to sketch them. For several weeks he lived with these human beasts of burden. As he got to know them, he came to see their individual personalities. One had been an icon painter; another a soldier; and a third, named Kanin, was formerly a priest. Repin was struck by the sheer waste of talent in their bestial servitude. Strapped into their riggings, theri noble faces weathered, the haulers were for him “like Greek philosophers, sold as slaves to the barbarians”.Their bondage was a symbol of Russian people´s opressed creativity. Kanin, Repin thought, had “the character of Russia on his face”:

“There was something eastern and ancient about it … the face of a Scyth …And what eyes! What depth of vision! … Anf his brow, so large and wise … He seemed to me a colossal mystery, And for that reason I loved him. Kanin, with a rag around his head, his clothes in patches made by himself and then worn out, appeared none the less as a man of dignity: he was like a saint.”

In the final painting of the Volga Barge Hauler (1873) it is this human dignity that stands out above all. The image at the time was extraordinary and revolutionary. hitherto, even in the paintings of a democratic artist such as Alexei Venetsianov, the image of the peasant had been idealized or sentimentalized. But each of Repin´s boatmen had been drawn from life and each face told its own story of private suffering. 

Orlando Figes: Natasha´s Dance

From the ancient Greek slave and storyteller, Aesop, to the ceiling of the DPL, in fresco-

A Lion was awakened from sleep by a Mouse running over his face. Rising up angrily, he caught her and was about to kill her, when the Mouse piteously entreated, saying:  "If you would only spare my life, I would be sure to repay your kindness.“  The Lion laughed and let her go.  It happened shortly after this that the Lion was caught by some hunters, who bound him by strong ropes to the ground.  The Mouse, recognizing his roar, came and gnawed the rope with her teeth and set him free, exclaiming, “You see, even a mouse can help a Lion.” (No kindness is too small) 

 The Lion and the Mouse

Ceiling fresco The Detroit Public Library, 2/9/17

Split toned

#8x10 gelatin silver contact print

Marco Lorenzetti

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                                   ✿  Realm of fairy tales  ✿

Cinderella, or The Little Glass Slipper (Italian: Cenerentola, French: Cendrillon ou La Petite Pantoufle de verre,German: Aschenputtel), is a European folk tale embodying a myth-element of unjust oppression.

The Aarne–Thompson system classifies Cinderella as “the persecuted heroine”. The story of Rhodopis, about a Greek slave girl who marries the king of Egypt, is considered the earliest known variant of the “Cinderella” story, and many variants are known throughout the world.

‘The original Cinderella’

You mean the brothers’ Grimm Cinderella. The first European variant published dates back to 1634 (nearly 200 years before brothers Grimm) What is believed to be the first written version of the fable was a tale of a Greek slave girl and an Egyptian prince and was published 7 BC. But considering that around 25 BC was when some of the first books originated in Rome, there are bound to be earlier versions passed down orally before.

Please always keep in mind that brother’s Grimm is an anthology of fables and fairytales from an enormous variety of sources and tales published in it have already been through many many rounds of 'telephone’ from those who have learned it via oral story telling and passed it on.