I smell smoke…

For many years now…
Earthquakes and fire in the ‘cradle of civilization’ and along the Silk Road.
Thunder and lightning revisiting the cities of Alexander throughout his empire.

Hybris. Hybris. Hybris.

The Olympians have stirred from their millennial slumber and their basin, ‘the navel of the earth’ is quaking.
Hephaistos has hauled forth his anvil and we harken to his mighty hammer forging steel. Ares has worn his armor and joins Athena on Aegean shores. Zeus gathers dark clouds over his dominions.

Carthage in flames again. The desert sands shift to reveal Pharaoh. Tyre and Phoenician citadels tremble in fearful anticipation. The city of Aeneas and the lands of his offspring convulse. Ripples presaging the flood to come have reached the pillars of Hercules.

Hybris. Hybris. Hybris.

Apollo’s chariot travels over the ruins of his sacred sites. Artemis treads in the charcoal embers of her treasured groves. Gone are the deer she treasured.

Hybris. Hybris. Hybris.

Arrows from the quiver are fitted to the sacred bow…

Nicholas H.E. Mezitis, M.D.