IN SEARCH OF SOPHIA (My book - inedited)

 IN SEARCH OF SOPHIA

As always, going up and down in search of Sofia, Alexander had reached those lands of Greece and began to climb a mountain until he reached a spacious and splendid place. It was the abode of the Olympian gods of whom Homer sang, the Olympus. They had told Alexander that those gods, the gods of Homer, were deified men with supernatural powers, although limited, and that the relationships these gods maintained among themselves were the living image of men's political relationships here on earth. Also, Alexander had heard that these gods could punish horrible crimes with their divine wrath. Still, one should not expect from them an equitable justice that rewarded good actions and punished bad ones and that destiny or fate towered over the gods, which could only be partially controlled or foreseen by themselves.

Alexander did not have much hope of finding Sophia there because he had heard that the Olympian religion, the name by which the Homeric religious conception is generally designated, offered little consolation to the individual, to the individual who, like him, Alexander, found the earth full of injustices. It lacked philosophical speculation or metaphysical subtleties. It only tried to explain the unpredictable turns of human life, and it did so through anthropomorphic rites. The decrees of the supreme celestial being Zeus were transmitted to men through the god Apollo at his oracle in Delphi.

In the “Iliad,” Alexander and Homer toured Olympus to see if he could find Sofia somewhere up there. He did not see her; he only saw Apollo with great plague strike the Achaeans, angry at Agamemnon for disobeying the priest Chryses when he did not want to return her daughter or accept any ransom for her. The young woman's name was Criselda. She was so beautiful that, for a moment, Alejandro thought he had found Sofia. That young woman, daughter of the priest Chryses, was so beautiful that Agamemnon preferred her over his legitimate wife Clymnestra because, as he said, she was not inferior to him either in size, or in nature, or in intelligence, or in skill... She looked a lot like Sofía, whom Alexander looked for very hard, but it wasn't her.

Since Alexander did not find Sophia up there on Olympus with Homer, he went down to the city of Troy. He had heard it said that in Troy, the feminine element was taken into excellent account, and accompanied by Homer, he went down to earth to see if in Priam's palace, in Troy, he could see Sophia somewhere, but he could not see her. He only saw Iris, the one with feet as light as the wind, giving the sad news to the Trojans of the imminent battle that was coming. He also saw Hector, the one with the trembling helmet, with the Trojans who burned with the desire to brandish their spears. Alexander also saw Aeneas, the brave son of Anchises, from whom he had the divine Aphrodite. Among these was Adrastus, who knew the art of divination better than anyone and did not want his sons to go to war where men perished. Antimacho was also there, who went to combat covered in gold like a maiden. But he did not see Sofia among all those Trojans.

Alexander climbed Olympus again and observed the Achaeans marching silently to war, breathing courage and willing to help each other. A dense cloud of dust arose under the feet of those who set out and crossed the plain with great alacrity. He did not see Sophia marching among the Achaeans.

Alexander saw the Trojans, too, arranged in battle order with their respective leaders. Sophia was not among the Trojans who advanced to war, screeching and chirping like birds. She was not in the ranks of the Achaeans, who marched into battle silently, breathing courage and ready to help each other, nor in the ranks of the Trojans, who marched screaming and chirping like birds and where disorder reigned and anarchy.

Alexander was still down here with the Trojans when he saw Alexander in the front row, like a god, challenging the bravest Argives to fight a terrible battle with him, but when he saw Menelaus, he retreated. Alexander heard when Hector reprimanded him for having feared Menelaus and told him that he was nothing more than a miserable, womanizing seducer and that the long-haired Achaeans laughed at having considered him a brave champion because of his gallant figure when there was no his chest neither strength nor courage. And being who he was, he had gathered his friends, sailed the seas in light ships, visited foreigners, and brought a beautiful woman, wife, and sister-in-law of a warlike man from a remote land. All this was a great plague for his father, the city, and the entire town, and confusion for himself. Hector also told him that he would soon find out which man his flourishing wife had and that the zither, the gifts of Aphrodite, hair, and beauty when you rolled in the dust.

Like a flash of lightning, Alexander ascended to the abode of the gods, the Olympus, and heard when Agamemnon told them to bring Priam to him so that he could sanction the oaths in person since his sons were arrogant and liars.

Accompanied by Homer, Alexander hurried down from Olympus to closely observe the singular combat between Alexander and Menelaus over Helen, daughter of Zeus. Full of horror, Andrew observed Aphrodite helping Alexander the Trojan when she lost the fight against Menelaus.

A great battle was coming between the Trojans and the Achaeans. With Homer still at his side, Alexander ascended to Olympus, the palace of Zeus, who summoned all the gods to a great meeting. Up there, Alexander heard Zeus order Themis, starting from the summits of Olympus, to summon all the gods to the agora, And she went from one place to another. She ordered everyone to go to the palace of Zeus, but she did not see Sophia there.

Alexander listened to Zeus when he harangued and told the other gods that he would sit on the summit of Olympus, recreating his spirit, while he watched the battle. The other gods would leave, some helping the Trojans and the others the Trojans. As soon as Zeus finished speaking, a great battle began, promoted by those words. Those gods were fighting such a horrendous struggle that Alexander heard when Zeus thundered up there on Olympus and down here; Poseidon shook the immense earth and the lofty peaks of the mountains, as well as the Trojan city and the Achaean ships. Alexander also saw when Adoneus, king of hell, was frightened and jumped from the throne screaming, lest Poseidon tear the earth apart and the horrendous and dark mansions that even the deities themselves abhor would become visible.

Alexander returned with Homer to Olympus but did not see Sophia there; he saw only those gods from whom mortals could not expect equal justice that rewarded good deeds and punished bad ones. Alexander went down with Homer to the plain again and saw Achilleus address Priam when he came in search of the body of his son Hector and told him how unhappy he was and how many misfortunes he had endured. How he had dared to come alone to the ships of the Achaeans in the eyes of the man who had killed so many brave sons! He told him, furthermore, that the gods destined miserable mortals to live in sadness and only they were careless; that on the threshold of Zeus's palace, there were two barrels of gifts that the gods distributed: in one were the evils and the other the good. The one at whom Zeus takes pleasure in launching lightning bolts was mixed; sometimes he encountered misfortune and other times with good fortune, but he who only received punishments lived with disgrace. A great famine pursued him on the earth, and he went from one place to another without being honored even by men.