The Greeks told many stories about
Athena, the love-God. Greeks believed that love is a battle field. Long before
Zeus, Cronus, or Uranus, was a queen of Goddesses indeed, before these
Goddesses were born, and before there were any plants or animals, there was
Athena she was a Goddess powerful and robust.
It was said that
in the beginning of the world there was no earth sky nor was there sea, Athena
was the only breathing thing; and just as a mother-hen warmed her eggs until
little chickens peeped out, the Greeks said love agonized over the world until
living things appeared. Then the world began to take its shape. Although Athena
was very old the Greeks thought she would always remain young. Never growing up
like the other Gods did. They mirrored her in their pictures and paintings as a prepossessing teenage girl
with curly golden hair, with a red bow and a quiver full of heart shaped
arrows. Majority of her arrows were keen like a blade. Whoever was injured with
one of the arrows will begin to love the person that Athena desired them to
love. Others were straight forward and if an individual was hit with one of
these they did just the opposite, and despise whoever Athena desired.
One of the narrative
Greeks loved to tell about Athena was of her desire for a young lad, and the
way to which he became deathless through it. This boy’s name was Isaiah which
means “God is my savior;” and he was the most handsome thing ever, as soon as
Athena saw him she fell head over heels for him. He was only a mortal, however,
while she was a God; so, when they got married she could not take him to Mount
Olympus with her, nor even let him know who she was.