Son of Venus… the boy with the golden quiver filled with arrows of
desire. And perhaps… for all we know… and who is there out there
may I ask to refute this… perhaps the great great granddaddy of
that other famous archer… Robin of Lockley… a/k/a Robin Hood.
They were both great shots (was it genetic)… piercing hearts at
will… always of course with the most benevolent intent… either to
induce love… or in order to save one’s lady love from the evil
clutches of a dastardly sheriff. Lives there a more noble endeavor I
Alas… decent and noble as Robin and Cupid were… Cupid’s mommy …
Venus… was a bit of a she-dog. She was jealous of Psyche… the
beautiful princess… and wanted her dead. Mirror mirror on the wall
anyone? So she placed Psyche on a rock to await the coming of a
monster who would eat her up. But the wind saved Psyche and placed
her safely in a dark room where she was visited by one mysterious
visitor. Yup. You guessed it. Cupid’s hormones were clearly a-raging.
He wanted Psyche for his very own. But he had a rule. No looking at
his face. At anytime. Ever.
Anyone out there know the word Mishegoss. It’s Yiddish and it means
craziness. And this attitude of Cupid’s was truly a mishegoss. We
here at Tidbits are dedicated to teaching language in addition to all
the other things we do. This was Yiddish 101. 102 comes later. Put
’em together and whaddya got… dippety doppety doo.
Cupid clearly had a punitive side. Psyche couldn’t resist… she
looked at his face (she was understandably a bit worried)… and
Stupid Cupid blew a gasket. He was out of there. I’m going to make
this short. Psyche was devastated. She lost a lover who had an
unlimited quiver filled with golden arrows of desire. The keyword
here is unlimited. She couldn’t handle the loss. So she threw
herself in the river in order to drown.
Luckily… the river refused her death. Things were different in
those days… and if the waters didn’t feel like drowning you… you
didn’t drown. Try tempting the fates today with those kind of tactics
and see what it gets you. Not only did the river not allow her to
drown… but Jupiter–in a godly type whim–decided to give Psyche
immortality. Cupid --in my opinion–was at this point a lowly cur
without character… for he returned to Psyche to marry her. Yeah.
Sure. Now that she had immortality.
Which brings me to this exquisite piece of jewelry depicting Cupid
in all his golden finery shooting his golden arrow into a diamond
heart. How apropos to the story… dontcha think?
For those of you who are new to this thing called Tidbits…may I
direct you to my home page at www.tyler-adam.com where you will
scroll down the left side menu till you get to the area that says
Current Tidbits… and then click on it in order to view Cupid.
quiver and all.
And there ya have it.
That’s it for this week folks.
Catch you all next week.