Jan 18, 2023 6 min read Olympian Goddesses and Gods Community

God Coeus' Great but Grudging Gift to Humanity

Some Gods, even Titan Gods favour humankind. Coeus isn't among these but his gifts are great.

Festival Day - 18 January

Coeus in Mythology

Mythologists suggest the Titans were nature divinities from long, long ago. Poet chronicler of the sequence of creation in Theogony, Hesiod’s curious description was quoted from their father Uranus, the starry sky of Heaven.

'These sons whom he begot himself, great Heaven used to call Titans “Strainers” in reproach, for he said that they strained and did presumptuously a fearful deed.'

Source Theogony 207-210 trans Hugh G. Evelyn-White.

Coeus is listed as the sibling of Cronus and Rhea.

Orphist Origin Story of Human Evolution

‘Orphism’ an origin story related to Orpheus the mythical poet, includes its own explanation for the creation of humankind courtesy of the Titans.

This time-distant mysterious legend told of how the Titans’ abducted Zeus' young son Dionysus, (a.k. a. the equally mysterious figure ‘Zagreus’.) The hungry Titans selected him for a casserole recipe, boiled the b..y parts in a pot.

Enraged by this callous mu...r, Zeus struck the Titans with a thunderbolt. The white-heat of that obliteration rendered all - Titans, pot and its cooked contents - into ash.

From the resulting vapour and ash mix was formed the first humans. Part divine spirit, courtesy of Dionysus’ presence in the mix; and equal part matter, via the Titans’ ashen remains.

To this legend is ascribed the origins of reincarnation, and a number of the religious rites and beliefs still practised in today’s world religions.

Coeus mythological references.

Goddesses, Gods and You

What kind of Heaven do you expect. Soft fluffy paradise of eternity, or oblivion of nothingness? Out-of-body survival expert Margo Williams discovered a surprisingly simple system of management and afterlife recycling.

There are many goddesses and gods in the community. Speaking their name aloud evidently sends a signal; creates a link to wherever they are at any given moment. If it works for you as it worked for Margo, and they respond, be respectful but be yourself. Honesty and thoughtfulness are appreciated.

Sacrifice nothing but your time. Most of them seemed approachable and appreciated being remembered.

The ancient temples that still can be found in some places, although mostly broken, are huge monumental structures; impressive sacred spaces, their scale designed to impress, to be worthy of divine visitation.

However, it is not the size and splendour of any sacred space but the sincerity of the person seeking contact.

Anywhere can be a temple.

Photo image of Margo Williams in Africa — Margo Williams in Africa

"Is Coeus human-friendly?" Nick Hammond asked out-of-body survivalist Margo Williams.

Coeus Arrival and Appearance

"Coeus arrived in a white lightning flash but only his huge face appeared peering down from the light. A face of irregular features, slightly buck-toothed; nose spread flat, as if broken. Dark deep-set eyes, thick drooping eyebrows.

"You offer wine and incense?" he said then glared at me. "I see you can come into my light."

Instantly I was hauled up, out and deposited just as swiftly on hard ground. Smell of fire tanged the air.

Aware of flames to left and right, high and some distance away but my focus wholly fixed on Coeus.

He towered tall as an office block, naked except for a loincloth covering his dark torso. He held a huge club in his right hand, talons tipped his fingers in place of nails.

"I am a mighty one." He snatched me up close to his wrinkled rough face, as if inspecting a morsel. Close up, his nose looked broken more than once.

His head was clustered with spikes, hair strands gathered and greased into points leaving bare patches of scalp between. Long nasty spikes hung around his ear lobes.

Perhaps he resented my own scrutiny, for suddenly he turned me upside down. The ground was a long drop below.

"Mortals make me angry, they always have. You should scream when you feel pain." A weird rumble noise may have been laughter.

Coeus Master of Chaos

I wanted to scream, the skin of his hand holding me chafed rough as coarse abrasive-paper.

He dropped me.

I landed in a heap, slightly winded but nothing seemed to be broken; stood and looked around to assess opportunity for cover or escape. A rock-strewn narrow valley, the smell of fire came from the mountainsides; flames raged.

"Are you afraid of fire?" Coeus grinned gruesomely, and crunched club onto ground. The earth shook.

A dislodged boulder rumbled down the valley-side across my path, hit a rock on the opposite slope; jarred back and crashed down. Missed me by inches.

I ran fast in the opposite direction.

Both mountainsides erupted as boulders shook themselves loose and came rolling down, gathering speed. Like a frightened animal I jumped and cowered as they crashed and bounced and gouged great holes from the ground.

Their movement filled the air with fire and smoke, shrouding the boulders invisible until close; though their sound was everywhere. Shadowed fiery shapes burst from the smoke to pulverise me.

I couldn’t see Coeus but heard amusement. He growled and laughed at the same time. "You do not scream. Yet it is there."

How Strong Is Strong Enough?

Exhaustion stopped me from screaming, only a matter of moments before one of those juggernaut rocks squished me into mush.

Came close to death a dozen times if not more. Some of those misses were luck, truck-sized boulders caught a spur of ground to launch them spinning just enough to miss me.

Toward the end, no strength left, their trajectory carried them away from my body not my pathetic efforts at ducking and diving.

Near to fainting from effort and smoke, mercifully the terrifying heaving ground sounds faded. The smoke and fire cleared, and Coeus the giant stood glaring down at me.

"A goddess has asked me to be gentle with you. I am just playing. I am very gentle." He grinned, crookedly and began to shrink in size. His huge monstrous figure contracted into a relatively small ten feet tall.

Even the club adjusted itself to his new dimensions. "I can appear in many ways," he grunted. "Now, let me see how strong you really are."

Coeus lifted me off the ground, violently shook me then bit into the b.ne at the top of my arm.

I had never known such pain.

So wanted to scream. He bit me again, and then licked me, and that felt like a thousand electric shocks bursting through my body.

"I am powerful," he slurred. "Feel the power."

I fainted.

Coeus' Gift

Summoned back to consciousness by violent shaking, he bit and licked me again; then let go.

"I have had enough for today." He pointed gnarled taloned finger at me. ‘There are tears in your eyes. You think I am cruel?’ Drooped eyebrow raised the question.

I didn’t answer. I didn’t have an answer, only pain.

"I am well-known for my cruelty. Through cruelty comes strength. Not of body but within." He tapped talon against my chest.

"Kindness is not in my nature, and yet the gifts I bestow upon you are greater than any you have had. To know as much as you do is a drop in the ocean." He lifted me off the ground. "My gift to you is you will know far more, in time."

The smell of fire faded. I felt cool floor of my own world, smelled the sweet aroma of familiar incense.

"I see you do have courage. The harder I test, the more power you will have." Coeus stood close, even when small he looked massive and monstrous. "I leave you now. Your love I am not interested in. But respect, I am."

He shouldered the club."Return to your life knowing you have pleased the mighty Coeus. I wish you well, although it may not seem like it."

He glared hard at me. "See you honour me again. If you want my blessings you can have them."

Thank you for your company on this introduction to the god Coeus. If you would like to know more about Margo Williams' experiences and suggestions for how to survive in the hereafter, read this book. Now available from Amazon.