"Both - Prometheus and Epimetheus - were spared imprisonment in Tartarus, the horrible pit of torment, because they had not fought with their fellow Titans during the war with Olympians. Instead of being punished, they received the task of creating men. Prometheus shaped men out of mud, and Athena breathed life into his clay figures. Prometheus had assigned Epimetheus the job of giving to creatures of the Earth various qualities: swiftness, cunning, strength, fur, and wings. Unfortunately, by the time he got to men, Epimetheus had given all good qualities out, and there were none left for them. Prometheus decided then to make men stand upright, as gods did, and passed them the fire he had stolen from gods. Prometheus loved men more than Olympians, who had banished most of his family to Tartarus. When Zeus decreed that men must sacrifice a portion of each animal Prometheus offered to gods, Prometheus thought of tricking mighty Zeus. He created two piles: one with bones wrapped in juicy fat and the other with meat hidden behind hides.

He then bade Zeus pick from piles he presented. Zeus picked bones. Since he had given his word, Zeus had to accept this pile as his share for all future sacrifices. In his anger over the trick Prometheus had perpetrated, he took fire away from men. However, Prometheus lit a torch from the Sun and brought fire back to them. Zeus was enraged that men once again had the fire. He made a decision to inflict a terrible punishment on both - men and Prometheus. In order to punish men, Zeus had Hephaestus create a mortal of stunning beauty. Gods gave the mortal many gifts of wealth. He then had Hermes give the mortal a deceptive heart and a lying tongue. This creation was called Pandora, the first woman. The final gift was a jar Pandora was forbidden to open. Thus completed, Zeus sent Pandora down to Epimetheus, who was staying amongst men. Prometheus had warned Epimetheus not to accept any kind of gifts from Zeus, but Pandora's beauty was too magnificent, and he permitted her to stay with him. In the end, Pandora's curiosity about the jar - which she was not allowed to open - became intolerable to her.

She opened it, and out flew all manner of evils, sorrows, plagues, and misfortunes. Zeus was angry at Prometheus for being tricked by his sacrifices, stealing fire for men, and for refusing to tell Zeus which of his children would dethrone him in the future. Zeus had his servants - Force and Violence - seize Prometheus, take him to the Caucasus Mountains, and chain him to a rock with unbreakable adamantine chains. While being chained to the mountain, he was tormented day and night by a giant eagle that feasted on his regenerating liver. Zeus gave Prometheus two ways out of his misery. He could tell Zeus who the mother of the child that would dethrone him was or meet two other conditions. The first condition was that an immortal must volunteer to die for Prometheus, and the second was that a mortal must kill the eagle and unchain him. Eventually, Chiron agreed to die for Prometheus, and Heracles killed the vicious eagle, freeing later the sculptor of men". Nowadays, Prometheus is a symbol of rebellion against usurpatory authority and subordination to the existing reality.



Unfortunately, I did not become a billionaire who wants to save the whole world over the last night. There are quite a few reasons why I have decided to bring the "Prometheus" Project to life. The first reason is not liking the person I have become over the last couple of years. The responsibility for this negative metamorphosis carries life itself that has introduced me to people who were not exactly the folks I would wish to interact with. Quite honestly, I still remember the lad I was before this transition, and, not to be kidding you, I was a pretty cool fella back then. But let us not focus on the past too much. I am grateful for every person I had met since all of them created the monster I have managed to yoke, and who I will use in the future if people of similar nature appear in my life once again. Secondly, I am pissed at how our world looks like and at the direction in which it is heading: legal slavery; exploitation of people; promotion of evil and stupidity in the accompaniment of applause from thoughtless spectators; subliminal messages everywhere one goes; the disappearance of fundamental values; "stars" - who are just puppets of big corporations - emerging out of nowhere and filling their pockets using populist gibberish; lack of respect for the life and another human being; working your ass off for a house, new car, or another zero in the bank account as if the desired nirvana was hiding there; pumping unimaginable amounts of money into worthless events... There is so much more I could go on like this until the dawn.

Thirdly, I am aware I am not going to fix this world, but I am tired of being indifferent to everything that is happening. Let us not fool ourselves - there is nothing altruistic in helping others. In my honest opinion, altruism does not exist. By helping others, we always get something in return. Satisfaction? Well-being? Just a simple "Thank you"? Maybe in a day, a week, a year, or a decade, but, sooner or later, it comes back to us in various forms. Thus, this is why I do not believe in selflessness. It is safe to say that I want the "Prometheus" Project to make me some friends in high places in the karmic world whose help I will need to become who I want to. The fourth reason is I believe I have been given a lot more than others, but I did not appreciate it accordingly, so it is a way to make up for it. For the fifth, because I have never felt so strong before. Hence, I need to take good care of this to keep this feeling going as long as possible. For the sixth, to possibly commence a butterfly effect somewhere. For the seventh, to promote my persona while doing something of value. For the eighth, some people are not going to like it, and I cannot wait to piss them off. For the ninth, because I am not going to take anything with me to the afterlife, so what is the point in caring so much about all this money as a lot of people do? Finally, for the tenth, because I simply can, and nothing is stopping me, so why should I not, huh?



"Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work. One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up. As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean. He came closer and called out: 'Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing'? The young man paused, looked up, and replied: 'Throwing starfish into the ocean'. 'I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean'? Continued the somewhat startled wise man. To this, the young man replied: 'The sun is up, and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll die'. Upon hearing this, the wise man commented: 'But, young man, do you not realise that there are miles and miles of beach, and there are starfish all along every mile? You can't possibly make a difference'! At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said: 'It made a difference for that one'". If I were to describe the intendment of the "Prometheus" Project with one sentence only, it would be a paraphrase of last words from the quoted story: "To make a difference". The "Prometheus" Project is a one-man charity organisation whose main purpose is to offer help in a financial, intellectual, and physical form to people close to me and to strangers who will be helpworthy in my eyes. Every good deed is a spark from the fire Prometheus had stolen from the gods of Olympus, and its description is to be found on this website in the adequate section.


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Adam Casmirson

"Non nobis solum nati sumus,
sed omnibus".

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