I don't think you have studied it because it looks like you dont understand it because there are a lot of good things in the Bible, such as Love Thy Neighbour, which I stand by myself. I have found myself a lot of spiritual guidance from the Bible and other Religions and we should be looking at those too soon here on the philosophy forum, but I havent had a chance to study it all and debunk some of the myths that seems in my humble opinion made for the time and reflecst the barbarity of those times. Justin has made a suggestion that we do this, look at the Bible more closely with a tiny micro-scope perhaps, (hey I have one by the way).
Thanks and take care. I must dash, I need to go.
Icarus' father, Daedalus, a talented and remarkable Athenian craftsman, attempted to escape from his exile in the place of Crete, where he and his son were imprisoned at the hands of King Minos, the king for whom he had built the Labyrinth to imprison the Minotaur (half man, half bull). Daedalus, the superior craftsman, was exiled because he gave Minos' daughter, Ariadne, a clew of string in order to help Theseus, the enemy of Minos, survive the Labyrinth and defeat the Minotaur.
Daedalus fashioned two pairs of wings out of wax and feathers for himself and his son. Before they took off from the island, Daedalus warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, nor too close to the sea. Overcome by the giddiness that flying lent him, Icarus soared through the sky curiously, but in the process he came too close to the sun, which melted the wax. Icarus kept flapping his wings but soon realized that he had no feathers left and that he was only flapping his bare arms. And so, Icarus fell into the sea in the area which bears his name, the Icarian Sea near Icaria, an island southwest of Samos.
Since one's drive toward philosophy is truth, a triumph over myth, I would think that asing about a favorite myth is asking about a favorite thorn in one's tush.
First, I disagree that a drive towards philosophy is necessarily to seek or achieve truth; and in some cases people who believe that haven't yet explored their motivations authentically enough.
Be that as it may, it's an unrealistic standard to believe that a human cannot simultaneously want truth and yet enjoy fiction. After all, some of the greatest philosophical works ARE works of fiction. All of Plato's dialogues, except maybe the ones surrounding Socrates' death, are works of fiction. Think about Also Sprach Zarathustra, or The Plague, or Nausea, or among non-Philosophers the fiction by Dostoyevsky.
Plato used a form for creating a work that no one befor him had done, nor anyone after him.
I have nothing to say about you missing every implication of what I did say the good of myth could be.
I don't know if it's necessarily my favorite, but a myth I go back to over and over is that of Odin going down to the base of the world tree to drink from the well of wisdom in order to discover the truth about Ragna Rok. He had to give up his right eye for the priviledge.