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titan , what was thy pity's recompense ?

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private  &  highly  selective  writing  blog  for  prometheus  of  greek  mythology,  headcanon  based.     low  activity.     personals  will  be  blocked.    carrd.     penned  by  madrox   ( 22, she / her, gmt + 1 ).

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will get to the replies i owe this week! just finishing up my exams <3

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GLASS ONION: A KNIVES OUT MYSTERY (2022) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ You can’t keep making excuses for every one of [name]’s insane whims. ❜

❛ Genius always looks like insanity at first, though, right? ❜

❛ Hey, please stop fire-spinning inside. ❜

❛ I say it like I see it, no filter. If people can’t handle it, that’s their problem. ❜

❛ You’ve got to stay off the Twitter. ❜

❛ Are you mocking me? ❜

❛ This can’t Shazam. It’s a lamp. ❜

❛ Where’s my speargun? I gotta pack. ❜

❛ He told me you haven’t left the bath for a week. ❜

❛ My mind is a fueled-up racing car, and I got nowhere to drive it. ❜

❛ I need danger, a hunt, a challenge. ❜

❛ There’s someone here for you! With a box! ❜

❛ Hello, stranger danger. ❜

❛ Excuse me, I love your accent. I had to try it. ❜

❛ You must be very special. ❜

❛ When you throw a murder mystery party, you do it right, buddy. ❜

❛ I’m not here. ❜

❛ He’s just staying here. He’s going through things. ❜

❛ This rich-people shit is weird. ❜

❛ This is stretching my stride-taking abilities. ❜

❛ Okay, let’s stop talking and actually start hanging out and having fun. ❜

❛ Why is it on the roof? ❜

❛ I wanted to ask, what are you doing here? ❜

❛ Is this part of the game? ❜

❛ I’ve learned through bitter experience that an anonymous invitation is not to be trifled with. ❜

❛ You really try. I like that. You really make an effort. ❜

❛ You never know when shit’s gonna go down. ❜

❛ I’m uncomfortable. I’m gonna go for a swim. ❜

❛ It’s true. I say it like I see it. ❜

❛ If you want to shake things up, you start with something small. ❜

❛ That’s the place where you have to look within yourself and ask, “Am I the kind of person who will keep going?” ❜

❛ That was some real red-pill stuff. ❜

❛ Every single one of you is holding on for dear life to [name]’s golden titties. ❜

❛ Wow. That was so real. ❜

❛ I’m a truth-teller. Some people can’t handle it. ❜

❛ It’s a dangerous thing to mistake speaking without thought for speaking the truth. Don’t you think? ❜

❛ Are you calling me dangerous? ❜

❛ A few cocktails before I’m murdered. ❜

❛ Halle Berry! That has a kick. ❜

❛ This simple thing that you thought you were looking at, it suddenly takes on layers and depth so complex, it gives you vertigo. ❜

❛ Every time we’ve gotten to the point where I’m going to strangle you, you pull something like this, and it’s magic. ❜

❛ I wanna be responsible for something that gets mentioned in the same breath as the Mona Lisa. ❜

❛ This is reckless. And you’re gonna get somebody killed. ❜

❛ It’s been a memorable weekend already, to be sure, but now the real fun starts. ❜

❛ Tonight, in this very room, a murder will be committed. ❜

❛ Well, to be clear, I mean, I didn’t know what a “blood diamond” was so… ❜

❛ What am I supposed to do now? Play Yahtzee all weekend? ❜

❛ I like the Glass Onion as a metaphor. An object that seems densely layered, but in reality the center is in plain sight. ❜

❛ It’s like putting a loaded gun on the table and turning off the lights! ❜

❛ Well, I’m out of here. Tomorrow morning. Gone. ❜

❛ You’re murdering my vibe. ❜

❛ So you come here, in your Gucci flats, telling us that we owe you? ❜

❛ What do you want? A check? You want performative pity? ❜

❛ I want the truth! ❜

❛ But me, I’m tired of pretending like you’re the victim in this game. ❜

❛ That changes things, right? ❜

❛ Have we ever not pulled through? Pulled it off? ❜

❛ We won’t know the cause of death without an autopsy. ❜

❛ Listen, I must insist that nobody touch the body or disturb anything around it. ❜

Are you treating this as a crime scene then? ❜

❛ I’ll pay you one billion dollars to tell me which one of them tried to kill me. ❜

❛ Oh, fiddlesticks. ❜

❛ Is that a speargun? ❜

❛ Oh, hell’s bells! Just, everybody, just stay here! ❜

❛ I can peel back the layers, I can take it to a point, but what lies at the center, only one person can tell us who killed [name]. ❜

❛ You’re not in the bath again, are you? ❜

❛ Heavens, the dog ate the caviar again. ❜

❛ It’s a stupid idea, right? ❜

❛ Listen, I want to be clear, huh? I am not Batman. ❜

❛ Any feelings of reverence or respect that you had for me when you crossed my threshold, buttress those feelings now. ❜

❛ Yeah, I’m trying real hard to buttress, but this sounds nuts. ❜

❛ Is this safe? ❜

❛ I shouldn’t be here. This is nuts. But I’m here. So let’s do this. ❜

❛ The reality-distortion field ends here. I can’t let you do this. ❜

❛ Look me in the eye! You know it’s a lie! ❜

❛ You must be really great at Clue, huh? ❜

❛ I’m very bad at dumb things. My Achilles’ heel. ❜

❛ This is your last chance to back out. ❜

❛ I think it’s really shitty what they all did to you. ❜

❛ I sold my soul for this. ❜

❛ I thought you said you didn’t drink? ❜

❛ That’s hard kombucha. That’s Jared Leto’s hard kombucha. ❜

❛ We’re running out of time! ❜

❛ Please. Think of the danger here. You gotta step back and let me handle this. ❜

❛ I never email anything that I wouldn’t want to see on the front page of The Times. ❜

❛ I think maybe you should take up drinking. You’re just killing it. ❜

❛ Something is just teasing the edge of my brain. ❜

❛ Oh, if I ever meet Jared Leto, I’m gonna whoop his kombucha-brewing ass. ❜

❛ My therapist says this is a toxic relationship. ❜

❛ We will do what we always do. Deny, half-apologize, and then go silent awhile. ❜

❛ Please tell me you did not think sweatshops are where they make sweatpants. ❜

❛ I will do whatever I have to do to save myself, and he is my only lifeline. ❜

❛ This never happens in Clue. ❜

❛ He’s a son of a bitch. Leave his ass. ❜

❛ I don’t feel sorry for him. He deserved what he got, and you are better off without him. ❜

❛ Please don’t kill me! Oh my God, please don’t kill me! ❜

❛ I’m not trying to kill you, you crazy bitch! ❜

❛ Shitballs! ❜

❛ It hides not behind complexity, but behind mind-numbing obvious clarity. ❜

❛ A veritable minefield of malapropisms and factual errors. ❜

❛ Oh, please. Just tell us who tried to kill me. ❜

❛ Nobody tried to kill you, you vainglorious buffoon. ❜

❛ What is reality?! ❜

❛ Does he keep a vial of poison in his tooth or something? Is that a rich person thing? ❜

❛ Oh, it’s so dumb, it’s brilliant. ❜

❛ No! It’s just dumb! ❜

❛ You dim-witted, brainless jackass! ❜

❛ Your one murder, with any panache at all, and you stole the whole idea from me. ❜

❛ Wow! We got some big accusations flying around here. ❜

❛ You need evidence, and you’ve got nothing. ❜

❛ Anywhere you go, it’s going to be your word against mine. How do you think that’s gonna go? ❜

❛ There’s nothing I can do. Except maybe offer you some courage. ❜

❛ I hope your little bitch tantrum gave you closure ’cause it accomplished nothing! ❜

❛ You’re ruined. ❜

❛ Did you get the son of a bitch? ❜

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                PERCY JACKSON    &    PROMETHEUS

Before I say anything else, I would like to say that I love Percy Jackson. I don’t even have that big of an issue with Prometheus in PJO, but I felt like it might be worth it to discuss his appearance in the series and my thoughts.

To start off, I think this throwaway line from Sea of Monsters is hilarious:

“Yeah,” the jogger said. “Listen—I know, but . . . I don’t care if he is chained to a rock with vultures pecking at his liver, if he doesn’t have a tracking number, we can’t locate his package. . . . A gift to humankind, great . . . You know how many of those we deliver—Oh, never mind. Listen, just refer him to Eris in customer service. I gotta go.”

Now on to the actual canon stuff.

Context: All excerpts were taken from The Last Olympian. The demi-gods are the last line of defence. They’re protecting the entrance to Olympus from the titan army. Prometheus has come to negotiate with them, hoping that they will surrender.

Prometheus winced. He touched the scratches on his face. “Please, don’t mention the vultures. But yes, I stole fire from the gods and gave it to your ancestors. In return, the ever merciful Zeus had me chained to a rock and tortured for all eternity.”

“But—”

“How did I get free? Hercules did that, eons ago. So you see, I have a soft spot for heroes. Some of you can be quite civilized.”

—

Prometheus looked pained, like he really cared what happened to me. “Percy, I’m the Titan of forethought. I know what’s going to happen.”

“Also the Titan of crafty counsel,” Grover put in. “Emphasis on crafty.”

Prometheus shrugged. “True enough, satyr. But I supported the gods in the last war. I told Kronos: ‘You don’t have the strength. You’ll lose.’ And I was right. So you see, I know how to pick the winning side. This time, I’m backing Kronos.”

This, I do have a minor issue with. While I do not have an issue with Prometheus picking the winning side in the original Titanomachy, I do have an issue with him siding with Kronos in the Second Titan War. Let me explain.

In Greek mythology, Prometheus allegedly saw that the gods would win, and this convinced his brother Epimetheus to join him on the side of the gods. Fair enough. However, the times have changed quite radically.

(I ended up writing my BA thesis on how Percy Bysshe Shelley misinterpreted Aeschylus’ Prometheus Unbound. While this would be a perfect time to go on that tangent, let’s just say that both Prometheus and Zeus needed to become better people before Prometheus was released from the mountain. They both needed to atone and reconcile. Might write a short analysis on that later.)

In short: Prometheus and Zeus have reconciled. 

“Because Zeus chained you to a rock,” I guessed.

“Partly, yes. I won’t deny I want revenge. But that’s not the only reason I’m supporting Kronos. It’s the wisest choice. I’m here because I thought you might listen to reason.”

However, I would argue the main thing that has changed between the First and Second Titan War, is mankind. Mankind did not play a factor in the Titanomachy, while it does in the Second Titan War.

Prometheus says:

“... When Kronos destroys Olympus, the gods will fade. They will become so weak they will be easily defeated. Kronos would rather do this while Typhon has the Olympians distracted in the west. Much easier. Fewer lives lost. But make no mistake, the best you can do is slow us down. … The gods and Mount Olympus will still be destroyed, but it will be much messier. Much, much worse for you and your city. Either way, the Titans will rule.”

Thus implying that mankind will be safe.

Prometheus shook his head. “You don’t understand. I helped shape your nature.”

A wiggling lump of clay appeared in his hands. He fashioned it into a little doll with legs and arms. The lump man didn’t have any eyes, but it groped around the table, stumbling over Prometheus’s fingers. “I have been whispering in man’s ear since the beginning of your existence. I represent your curiosity, your sense of exploration, your inventiveness. Help me save you, Percy. Do this, and I will give mankind a new gift—a new revelation that will move you as far forward as fire did. You can’t make that kind of advance under the gods. They would never allow it. But this could be a new golden age for you. Or . . .” He made a fist and smashed the clay man into a pancake.

Not only that, he allegedly believes that mankind will thrive.

However, the book also mentioned this:

Within a week, Olympus might fall. If the Age of the Gods really did end, the world as we knew it would dissolve into chaos. Demigods would be hunted to extinction. There would be no more summers for us.

While you could argue that this is written from Percy’s perspective, we don’t get much reason to doubt this. The titans are explicitly written as the “villains.”

Thus, Riordan established Prometheus to be the “helper of mankind” and someone who likes demi-gods, yet is also under the impression that they will be spared in the aftermath of the war — despite being the god of forethought?

Prometheus should know that Kronos hates demi-gods. Even if mankind gets spared, demi-gods would not be. While Riordan’s Prometheus might be fine with this, mine would never be.

Moreover, Prometheus would not fight a war in order to give mankind this supposed “new gift.” Like Grover said before, he is the god of “crafty counsel.” If Prometheus had a new gift to give to mankind, he would have found a way to give it to them without the needless loss of life.

“At any rate,” the Titan said, “you need not be my enemy. I have always been a helper of mankind.”

“That’s a load of Minotaur dung,” Thalia said. “When mankind first sacrificed to the gods, you tricked them into giving you the best portion. You gave us fire to annoy the gods, not because you cared about us.”

Thalia, or Rick Riordan, is wrong here. Prometheus did not trick the gods into giving him the best portion. He tricked Zeus so that mankind would get to keep the meat for themselves. This, in turn, is the reason why Zeus denied mankind fire. Depending on the myth, he either took the fire from mankind as punishment for Prometheus’ trickery, or he decided that they would never receive it in the first place.

Regardless, Prometheus stole the fire so mankind would thrive. So that they would keep the bountiful fruits of their labour in the form of the meat, as well as receive fire anyway. Everything Prometheus did in both scenarios, he did because he believed it would benefit mankind.

He did not steal fire to “annoy the gods.” Prometheus was right here, he has “always been a helper of mankind.”

My stomach did a queasy somersault. “What about the other Titans?”

“In hiding,” Hermes said. “Prometheus sent Zeus a message with a bunch of excuses for supporting Kronos. ‘I was just trying to minimize the damage,’ blah, blah. He’ll keep his head low for a few centuries if he’s smart. Krios has fled, and Mount Othrys has crumbled into ruins. Oceanus slipped back into the deep ocean when it was clear Kronos had lost. Meanwhile, my son Luke is dead. He died believing I didn’t care about him. I will never forgive myself.”

I think this would have been a smarter, more crafty, idea than him siding with the titans fully. However, Riordan never shows this and thus we have to believe that Prometheus is just trying to cover for himself in this scenario. Even though Prometheus never really tried to cover for himself, outside of siding with the gods in the Titanomachy. 

And even then you could still argue that Prometheus chose to side with the gods because he knew he would be rewarded with the creation of mankind.

TL;DR: Riordan’s Prometheus thinks he’s helping mankind, but has no actual reason to think so. He should not have chosen the side of the titans, because he should have known it would lead to a needless loss of human lives.

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When Jupiter learned this from Prometheus, who had heard these sayings, he abandoned his wish to marry Thetis. For his good deed, Jupiter freed Prometheus from his chains and ordered his finger to be bound with stone and iron as a remembrance. Because of this custom, men still use rings comprised of stone and silver as a remembrance of friendship, and they began to keep them as a token of friendship.

friendship rings.

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i know it’s been a year since i was here, but....... hi :)

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i might go ... iconless for a while. for some reason thats the part thats keeping me from writing atm i feel 💀

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and now an official happy new years from the netherlands !! <33

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                    but the monster of the labyrinth lives inside us all

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menoetius has middle child syndrome

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happy holidays y’all !

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@theseys​​ proclaimed :       ❛     do you feel used ?     ❜         ▲

𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 ?  prometheus  had  never  been  quite  wanted  —  his  only  purpose  had  been  being  needed.    and  now  that  too  had  come  to  pass,  as  all  things  would.    he  had  shown  his  hand  to  the  gods.    ( a  thin  line  between  selfishness  and  kindness. )    he  fostered  mankind  a  body  and  a  soul  —  gave  them  knowledge  and  tricked  zeus  in  their  honour.    gave  fire  to  mankind  and  paid  the  price.    [ . . . ]    that  was  his  tale.  cast  aside  after  having  played  his  part.

𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕

❛  i  don’t  regret  anything,  except  perhaps  the  things  i  haven’t  done.  ❜       a  sigh  touched  his  lips,  as  gentle  as  the  falling  rain,  like  a  memory  one  had  yet  to  live.    there  was  an  air  of  lethargy  about  him,  with  eyes  that  saw  so  much,  yet  had  stopped  to  register.    the  whispers  in  his  head  scratched  at  his  skull,  begging  to  be  set  free  at  all  once.    instead,  prometheus  simply  pursed  his  lips  for  a  moment,  as  if  in  thought.    one  would  be  excused  in  forgetting  he  had  thought  of  his  answer  aeons  ago  already.

❛  no  man  or  woman  born  —  coward  or  brave  —  can  shun  his  destiny  ❜    ,    he  spoke  the  words  of  homer.    appropriating  yet  another  work  to  frame  as  his  own  invention.    ( the  inspiration  of  all  of  man’s  plight. )    there  was  a  softness  in  the  basis  of  his  voice,  as  if  considering  every  word  with  utmost  care.    a  tongue  so  golden,  midas  would  be  jealous.       ❛  we  all  have  our  part  to  play,  and  i  threw  myself  into  it  willingly.  all  i  have  done  was  tainted  by  a  selfishness  that  is  ingrained  in  me  ever  since.  ❜

𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍? 𝚍𝚘

for  a  brief  moment,  he  pinched  the  bridge  of  his  nose  —  as  if  trying  to  chase  away  a  headache,  despite  the  impossibility  of  that  idea.    he  looked  in  the  other’s  eyes  and  spoke  again.  

❛  ———  𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊’𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒏.   ❜

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i need new icons ,,,, 

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›  ❛ 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑.

@prometheys​  dared  /   ❛  i  thought  this  time  would  be  different .  ❜

❝      YOU   HOPED   THAT   it   this   time   would   be   different.      ❞      correction   comes   with   a   tut,      the   offensive   word   flicking   upon   the   tip   of   her   tongue   and   filling   her   mouth   with   the   taste   of   blood   from   such   an   assault.      amora   stretches   out   at   his   side,      fingers   threading   together   behind   her   back   as   arms   rise   over   her   head      -      cage   extends,      muscles   sigh   in   relief,      but   it   is   truly   a   way   to   fill   the   silence   and   placate   his   need   for   COMMISERATION.      amora   knows   they’ve   seen   the   cruel   inside   of   imprisonment,      the   way   it   smells   of   blood   and   the   stagnation   of   forgotten   things      -      she   does   not   intend   to   relive   such   a   time   for   him.

❝      i   would   have   thought   that   sentiment   had   died   in   you   long   ago,      prometheus.      ❞      it   is   not   a   placement   of   blame   or   even   a   delicate   means   to   belittle   him      -      there   is   AWE   in   her   voice   that   such   a   thing   would   persist   in   him   when   she   had   all   but   torn   it   out   when   it   no   longer   served   her.      there   is   a   hole   there   where   it   had   once   been,      now   filled   with   the   emptiness   of   apathy   and   the   gnawing   longing   of   those   who   are   CURSED   to   remain   unquenched.

𝐀  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐒𝐎  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘  𝐈𝐓  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃  𝐇𝐈𝐌  𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍.    to  be  reminded  that  kindness  /  love  was  a  crime  amongst  the  divine.    they  whispered  his  name  as  akin  to  martyrdom;  the  spark  that  lit  the  flame.    [ . . . ]    perhaps  hope  can  be  considered  a  weakness,  but  prometheus  would  consider  it  a  strength.    it  stood  against  all  the  evils  in  the  world.    while  it  might’ve  been  kept  sealed  in  PANDORA’S  JAR,  but  everyone  could  reintroduce  it  to  the  world  through  their  actions.    𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍  —  not  his  love  for  mankind,  nor  what  made  mankind  so  special  in  the  first  place.  his  thumbs  had  shaped  their  cheeks  and  textured  their  skin,  the  way  they  still  carried  his  mark  nowadays.    they  weren’t  strictly  good  or  evil  —  shaped  after  gods  in  more  than  one  way.

❛  𝐘𝐄𝐒———    i  hoped. ❜

he  sighed.    there  was  no  malice  —  not  on  his  part,  and  he  didn’t  think  there  was  on  hers.    it  didn’t  seem  to  be  cruelty,  simply  an  observation.    while  she  laced  her  fingers  together,  he  cracked  his  to  shake  off  the  ache  in  his  joints.    for  someone  who  stopped  ageing  so  long  ago,  he  felt  older  than  he  was  supposed  to.    the  soldier  was  replaced  by  the  man.  

❛  but i’m  not  ignorant  ❜ ,  he  simply  spoke.    there  was  no  defensiveness,  simply  a  want  to  explain  himself.    ❛  i  knew  what  would  happen  when  i  returned  to  olympus  —  IT  IS  MY  JOB  TO  KNOW.    nevertheless,  i  had  to  show  my  face:  keep  up  appearances  that  all  is  well  between  thunder  and  its  fire.    but  a  tiger  cannot  change  its  stripes:  it  will  take  centuries  more  before  i  will  be  welcomed  back,  instead  of  accepted.    titan  has  always  been  a  dirty  word,  and  i  have  done  my  part  in  soiling  it.  ❜

he  turned  to  her  —  his  voice  less  monotone,  a  fire  in  his  baritone.    ❛  𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 ,  what  do  you  think  we  must  do  in  order  to  gain  reentrance  into  our  respective  worlds ?  ❜    god  of  foresight,  prometheus  didn’t  hold  all  the  answers,  but  he  was  very  good  at  deducing  every  possible  outcome  of  any  given  action.