This book was born of a sincere need to understand - and to pass on - a vision of the sacred that asks not for submission but for courage; not for fear, but for the love of truth. It would not exist without the people who, at different moments of my life, kindled a small flame in me.
My first thanks go to everyone who read these pages in their early stages and offered, with generosity and honesty, their critical observations. Every doubt raised, every uncomfortable question, improved the argument and purified the thought.
I thank my family, who endured with understanding - and sometimes astonishment - the long hours of reading, meditation, and writing. Their love was, in its own way, a fire that gives warmth.
I thank the communities of free thinkers, amateur philosophers, and passionate readers who, in conversations often carried deep into the night, gave shape to many of the ideas presented here. Prometheism is, by its very nature, a collective project - no one can carry the fire alone.
Not least, I thank Prometheus himself - symbol and myth, archetype and mirror - who refused to resign himself before an unjust cosmos and who, through his freely chosen suffering, showed us that dignity has no price.
The errors that remain in this text are entirely my own. The light to be found in it belongs to everyone.