Since my newest hobby is staring at my ceiling for hours each night, I get to think about things. Like the metaphors I'm here to discover.
I think about the thousands of fish hooks Christos gave me from the cargo ship he worked on in 1962. And I think that hooks, and fishing in general, are metaphors for desire and intent.
There is a Greek term for "spearing", kamaki. It's sexual (the obvious metaphor), but I think it's more than that too. A hook involves luring; a spear is direct.
But I can't ignore the myths and Biblical stories about fishing and water, so it's interesting to think about where desire fits into casting one's nets only to come up empty. . .and then to have them miraculously filled with fish. Or for the island of Skopelos to be considered a splinter of Poseidon's trident in a battle between himself and brother Zeus over the underwater horses. Plus, Poseidon is not only ruler of the seas, but creator of horses. Horses symbolize desire and power.
Maybe myths and miracles are about desire, generally speaking. And tools allow us to attain our desires. Something to think about at 3am this morning.
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