I must have said something like this before, and I know Valerio Mattioli's thing on solarisation informs me here, but just the way people can get a little manic under the heat of summer suns is surely everyday proof of how the sun destroys and distorts the same way it gives life; its beauty and creative, life-affirming power is also inseparable from its destructive power. It's just as Maevius Lynn says too, the rays of the sun are both oppressive and liberating. Plutarch understood this in his own way, given how he talked about Osiris and Typhon (the latter of whom he interpreted as a sun god, representing the harsh and drought-inducing aspect of the sun as well as the "irrational soul"). But for us moderns, we have to simply commune with the sun's light and heat, especially during the summer, to intuit this about the sun, it power, its divine and amoral transcension or unity of opposites, not to mention its sensual and manic sting.
