Theogony of Hesiod - Scotton Greek Myth CLSC 101 CSULB

Χαος

chaos

chasm

void; nothing

Gaia

planet earth; the personification of Earth in Greek mythology, mother of the Titans.

Tartarus

underworld guy; darkness; blah; popped outta nowhere

Eros

the god of love, representing desire and attraction in Greek mythology.

Erebus

the personification of deep darkness and shadow, often associated with the underworld in Greek mythology.

nyx

night

Pontus

the first sea god; created by Gaia

Ouranos

personification of the heavens; created by Gaia and has children (12 titans)

Gaia and Ouranos

mother and son who have an… odd relationship; the two have children; Ouranos was told that he was going to father a child that will grow to be more powerful than he is. To prevent this Ouranos doesn’t let her give birth to any of her children. He does this 11 times; except with Cronus

Cronus

Son of Gaia and Ouranos - receives the same prophecy as his father and starts having children, except instead of killing the babies, he eats them; except 1: Zeus

The Olympians

Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Hestia, Demeter, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Athena, Ares, Aphrodite,

Gold Age

Cronus still king, but olymians still there; they create this race of gold. Life is good, easy, and you never grow old; they realize “these guys do nothing”; they bury them

Silver age

people lived as children for 100 years; after you mature you become extremely bothersome; zeus gets tired of them too and also buries them

Bronze Age

mighty race of people; fond of warfare and pursued it with weapons and tools of bronze; they loved fighting so much that they destroy themselves

Age of Heroes

they too fought, but were far more civilized, lived in formed societies (they even had working plumbing); the focus of greek mythology; they come up with a notion that the best heroes go to this place called the isle of the blessed; cronus has been rehabilitated by his son and now rules this isle of the blessed

Iron Age

sucks; a time of constant toil, mostly constant misery, and maybe every once in a while something good “would that I not have been a man of the fifth generation, but it died before” “either I had been born before or later” basically woe is me, my life sucks, people had it better before me and people will have it better after me… woe is me