The account of my wanderings now finished, I looked forward to leaving Scheria. The next day, Alkinoos loaded me gifts on board the ship that will carry me to Ithaca. I set sail as soon as the sun went down. I slept the whole night, while the Phaeacian crew commanded the ship. Being the captain of a ship was never easier. I remained asleep even when the ship lands the next morning. The crew gently carried me and my gifts to shore and then sailed for home. When Poseidon spotted me in Ithaca, I become enraged at the Phaeacians for assisting my nemesis. I assume Poseidon complained to Zeus, who allows him to punish the Phaeacians. Just as our ship is pulling into harbor at Scheria, the prophecy mentioned earlier was fulfilled: the ship suddenly turned to stone and sunk to the bottom of the sea. The onlookers ashore immediately recognized the consummation of the prophecy and resolved to abandon their custom of helping wayward travelers. Back in Ithaca, I awoke to find a country that I didn’t recognize, for Athena had shrouded it in mist to conceal its true form while she planned my next move. At first, I cursed the Phaeacians, whom I thought have duped him and left me in some unknown land. But Athena, disguised as a shepherd, met me and told me that I was indeed in Ithaca. With characteristic cunning, I acted to conceal my identity from her until she revealed hers. Delighted by my tricks, Athena announced that it is time for me to use my wits to punish the suitors. She told me to hide out in the hut of his swineherd, Eumaeus. She informed me that my son had gone in search of news of me and gave me the appearance of an old vagabond so that no one will recognize me. This reminded my New Trier helper of a movie Finding Nemo. Both the father and the son leave to find each other. In the end, they do. Now I think the prupose of life is to satisfy as well as go into the id and slay the dragon of whatever it is that it is made of. I went, came out and now I am at home. He went, will find news, and now he will come home. Readers, I now leave to continue our story for another day. Peace out.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
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