Thalia, Muse Of Comedy by Louis-Michel van Loo-horz

In mythology, Thalia is the muse of comedy and idyllic poetry. The mask of comedy is always within her grasp and she is listed as a mother of the Corybantes (the Cabeiri). One problem with mythology is that sources often fail to agree; for Rhea, the earth goddess dug into the ground and brought forth the Dactyls (who are also the Cabeiri, but ‘fingers’ are the key—the Cabeiri are finger puppets; they are the valiant fools—they bloom.

A proper hero must always spend time as a fool, so all heroes pray to the Cabeiri. Writers create a cabaret of characters; they dance to the author’s tune. You can’t one note. The Cabeiri are an orgy of notes; set forth, by the musicians fingers. Thalia means ‘to flourish’ and the Cabeiri are the flourishing fingers that create the cabaret. Flourishing is also synonymous with fertility. Mythology is confusing, but it always comes down to the symbols. Puppetry falls under the ‘mask of comedy’ and puppets are finger driven fools. Heroes are the puppets of gods and the Cabeiri are the fingers.

When I decided to use the Cabeiri cult for my novel, I did it because they are often described as dwarfs; they also had a mysterious link to creation. Fingers are tools of creativity and that is why the muse of comedy is mother to the Cabeiri (Corybantes). Trying to pierce the veil of the Mystery Cults is a tough task; which, I stumbled into and see occasional bright lights of sanity (or maybe they are the bright lights of insanity).

The Rover or The Banish’d Cavaliers is a play written by the English author Aphra Behn and a quote from her play—spawned a play entitled She Stoops to Conquer is a comedy by Anglo-Irish[1] author Oliver Goldsmith. Behn is a member of my fictional cult and conquering is her game; she is noted to have worn many masks and is surrounded in mystery; she even acted as a spy. Her role in the Feminist pantheon is of most interest to me. Virginia Woolf say’s in A Room of One’s Own,  ‘All women together ought to let flowers fall upon the tomb of Aphra Behn, for it was she who earned them the right to speak their minds.’

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