Forbidden Fire of Desire

Lola Down
Lola Down
Jul 28, 2017 · 3 min read
A Little Letter

Lo and I are well suited. For her, the world is a tinderbox and she lightning. She’s a spark; I an old cinder, a dimming ember. Together, our love is a fire — the flame of Prometheus or, more aptly, Lucifer (the light bearer). In both those stories fire — that terrible tool and symbol of knowledge — is conferred to humanity by an act of transgression that leads to transformation. Fire, like the Greek pharmakon, is an equivocal symbol. Pharmakon

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