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The Sacred Sanctuary contains a small altar and in its rear niche (left to right) are the four statues of Ptah, Amun-Re, the deified Ramesses and Re-Horakhty. While the horizontal rays of the rising sun did illuminate these statues twice each year (and still do through the careful orientation of the relocated temple), the specific dates of these occurrences are not as important as it often thought, as the phenomenon would occur with any south-facing structure of this type at some point or points of the year.
Nevertheless, the occurrence itself was important as it achieved the symbolic fusion of solar and chthonic forces celebrated in this great temple.
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Four statues of divinities in sanctuary.
This hall gives access to a transverse vestibule in the middle of which is the entrance to the sanctuary.
Here, on a black wall, are rock cut sculptures of four seated figures:
Ra-Horakhty, the deified king Ramesses, and the gods Amun Ra and Ptah.
Ra-Horakhty, Amun Ra and Ptah were the main divinities in that period and their cult centers were at Heliopolis, Thebes and Memphis respectively.
WARNING. The following writing contains content, that is of an adult nature.
I am a fan of the movie Pan’s Labyrinth, and for those of you who don’t know it, here is a link to its trailer.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVZRnnVSQ8k
It is a haunting movie, that is both childlike in its fantasy, and extremely adult, in the bleakness of its reality, and a warning should be given, as the content of the movie is at times brutal. It is one of over 700 movies I watched after 9 11, as I gave up watching TV, after that event. No doubt a little inspired by Pan’s Labyrinth I started to or tried to recently, read up on Basque folk law, and disappointingly, I found not much of anything, except a description of a female deity’s influence over the weather. This lack of easily accessible recorded history of Basque folk law, seemed to me to be a shame, and as always and not surprisingly, there was a reference to the Church as to why it did not survive. Strangely it was backed up in the wiki entry, that the deities name helped acclimatized the Basque people to the church.
As the story would go, or have it, the deity and her lover would influence the weather based on their actions. And it seemed like they had the upmost power, as they influenced life and or death. They had control over water, fire, earth and the sun, which I presume would have been the main influences on man and woman, pre-Basque conversion to Christianity.
Did the Spanish experience of the Basque, effect the spread of Spanish Catholicism? Was it a contributary factor in the failure of Catholicism to extinguish tribal, native or indigenous spirituality in its entirety. Had this event in Basque country, effected the tribes and cultures of the Spanish new world? With the official university narrative, (and if you don’t know, a narrative, is a story). The story is that it was the church, as in the Catholic church, had caused as part of colonialism the genocide of indigenous religions, and or peoples. And it must be stated here, before l go on, that they did play a significant role in colonisation. And at times that colonisation was brutal. The destruction of Chthonic religions, or their history was a loss. The loss of our belief systems based on as the Greeks would say of the earth or soil. But this article or consideration is not about loss. In this extension of my diary entry, I celebrate the failure of the Catholics. Yes, I celebrate, that pretty much everywhere they went, when it came to cultural genocide, that despite the best attempts by some groups to implement the act in its totality, if there was a significant Catholic influence it had failed.
What had happened in Basque country? Why had it failed to happen in other places? What made it so that it, cultural genocide had not happened, in other societies around the world? What happened where the Church, or to be more specific Catholicism had miraculously failed to exterminate, folk law, and the indigenous spiritualities and or religions, in their entirety. Had the Basques surrendered part of themselves and effected the world? Maybe they didn’t surrender anything at all, because that does not seem like a Basque quality. Maybe the entropy of their pre-Christianity existence pushed back, on the thing that influenced them. And maybe that event had altered at least in part, that vector of change forever.
My respect is just not lip service, as once, when l was presented with an extremely difficult situation, someone suggested I smells the earth, as it was. I thought they were referencing that I would be joining it soon. I doubled down, on what I presume was and ancient saying, and process, one that I presume had been tested repeatedly. One of acclimatization as to where I would hopefully rest. Like most humans one way or another do. An event, like everyone, except those that cast their bodies from the Earth into space will experience.
These considerations of death, and or genocide, led me to study it in the arts. As a result, of that intellectual journey, I found myself talking to an Australian Aboriginal woman at university, we talked about Truganini. This wonderful person informed me, that Truganini had wanted to be burnt after her death or to be cremated. We spoke a little more about her. We spoke about her corpse exhibited like a taxidermized animal, cursed to be gazed upon. We discussed the topic a little, and I expressed, that what she had asked to have done, would have been a very heavy spiritual thing to do. She would spread through the air, through the water, then back into the earth, and her entropy would affect everything. And everything would react to her entropy for ever. To me, it seemed like she would never rest, and I wept a little, in front of my new friend. I wept a little, as the thought of eternal work is not, and never should be taken lightly. I wondered, I wondered about the people who would do such a thing, and how she, Truganini would, or could, have been condemned to have her imaged used as a spectacle, for what must seem like an eternity. It appeared to me that even without burning her body, she had hexed those through her fate. A karma of sorts, not for her, but for those that did not consider her human enough to be left alone after death. All that would look at her, or upon her, would suffer a fate. She had cast a spell on those that gazed on her, to look a little into themselves, changing something in all who saw her. And despite the offer to look at her, it was a visual, I never wanted, or want to see. I said to her, my confidant of the briefest time, that “...Some things should not be looked at….”
And soon after, instead of smelling the earth, I tasted it.
Northern Line
The Northern Line was designed in 33 BCE by a sadistic and chthonic troll who wished to inflict long-term suffering on all creatures who dared to enter the Dark Realm of which he deemed himself to be the sole ruler and only legitimate inhabitant.
Subsequent modernisations have done little to alleviate the trials and tribulations of those commuting on The Misery Line.
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Η Θόλος είναι, ίσως, το πιο χαρακτηριστικό μνημείο των Δελφών, που δεσπόζει στο ιερό της Αθηνάς Προναίας ανάμεσα στο νεότερο ναό της Αθηνάς και στο θησαυρό των Μασσαλιωτών. Πρόκειται για αριστούργημα της κλασικής αρχιτεκτονικής, του οποίου, όμως, αγνοούμε τη χρήση. Έχει συσχετισθεί με χθόνια λατρεία, ωστόσο, ο περιηγητής Παυσανίας, που είδε τα ερείπιά του το 2ο αι. μ.Χ. δεν το μνημονεύει ως ναό. Το εντυπωσιακό κυκλικό κτήριο χρονολογείται στο 380 π.Χ. Όπως μαθαίνουμε από το Βιτρούβιο, υπεύθυνος αρχιτέκτονας για την κατασκευή της Θόλου ήταν ο Θεόδωρος από τη Φώκαια ή τη Φωκίδα, ο οποίος, μάλιστα, είχε γράψει και βιβλίο για τον τρόπο οικοδόμησής της.
Tholos is perhaps the most characteristic monument of Delphi, which dominates the sanctuary of Athena Pronaia between the newest temple of Athena and the treasure of Massalioton. This masterpiece of classical architecture, which, however, ignore the use. Has been associated with chthonic cult, however, Pausanias, who saw the ruins of the 2nd century. A.D. not to mention as a temple. The impressive circular building dating to 380 BC As we learn from Vitruvius, the architect responsible for the construction of the dome was Theodore from Phocea or Phocis, who, indeed, had written a book on how it was built.
Πρόκειται για το σημαντικότερο μνημείο που σώζεται από το ιερό του Απόλλωνα που βρίσκεται στους Δελφούς. Σύμφωνα με τον θρύλο ανεγέρθηκε στο ίδιο σημείο που βρισκόταν κατά το παρελθόν οι μυθικοί ναοί του Απόλλωνα που ανάλογα με την περίοδο ήταν κατασκευασμένοι από κλαδιά δάφνης, κερί μελισσών και χαλκό.
Χτίστηκε το 510π.Χ. με τις χορηγίες πολλών Ελλήνων και ξένων ηγεμόνων, αλλά και την καταλυτική συνδρομή της αθηναϊκής οικογένειας των Αλκμαιωνιδών. Από αρχιτεκτονικής άποψης ήταν δωρικού ρυθμού με 6 κίονες στην πρόσοψη και 15 στις πλευρές. Φιλοξενούσε εξαιρετικό γλυπτό διάκοσμο που αποδίδονταν στον Αντηναγόρα και τα αετώματά του παρουσίαζαν σκηνές που απεικόνιζαν τον ίδιο το θεό Απόλλωνα και τη γιγαντομαχία.
Το 373 π.Χ. το ιερό κατέφυγε σε έρανο με σκοπό τη συγκέντρωση χρημάτων για την ανοικοδόμηση του ναού καθώς ένας μεγάλος σεισμός τον κατέστρεψε σχεδόν ολοκληρωτικά. Αρχιτέκτονες του νέου κτίσματος που ήταν επίσης δωρικού ρυθμού και θαυμάζουμε μέχρι σήμερα ήταν οι Σπινθαγόρας ο Κορίνθιος ο Ξενόδορος και ο Αγάθων. Παρόμοια με τον προηγούμενο και αυτός ο ναός διέθετε 6 στήλες στην πρόσοψη και 15 στις πλευρές ενώ τα αετώματα του, που φιλοτέχνησαν ο Πραξίας και ο Ανδροσθένης φιλοξενούσαν σκηνές που απεικόνιζαν τον Απόλλωνα, τις Μούσες και τον Διόνυσο.
This is the most important monument surviving from the sanctuary of Apollo is at Delphi. According to legend it was built in the same place it was in the past the mythical temples of Apollo, depending on the period was made of laurel branches, bees wax and copper.
Built in 510p.Ch. with the sponsorship of many Greek and foreign rulers, but also the catalytic contribution of Athenian family Alkmaionidon. From an architectural point of view it was with 6 Doric columns on the front and 15 on the sides. Hosted excellent sculptures ascribed to Antinagora and pediments were scenes depicting the god Apollo and the same giants.
In 373 BC the Sanctuary resorted to a fundraiser to collect money for the rebuilding of the temple as a major earthquake destroyed him almost completely. Architects of the new building was also Doric and we admire today were Spinthagoras of Corinth the Xenodoros and Agathon. Similar to the previous one and this temple had six columns on the front and 15 on the sides and gables, who painted the acts and Androsthenes hosted scenes depicting Apollo, the Muses and Dionysus.
Mythology...
Medusa (Altgriechisch Μέδουσα Médousa) ist in der griechischen eine Gorgone, die Tochter der Meeresgottheiten Phorkys und Keto sowie die Schwester von Stheno und Euryale.
Sie besaß als einzige der drei Gorgonen eine sterbliche Natur.
Mythos…Die drei Schwestern Medusa, Stheno und Euryale, auch Gorgonen genannt, waren Kinder der Chthonischen Götter Phorkys und seiner Schwester Keto und wurden in der griechischen Kunst ursprünglich als von Geburt an missgestaltet angesehen.
Ohrenquallen (Aurelia aurita) Bild zeigt Quallen unter UV licht.
Die Ohrenquallen Bestehen bis zu 98,2 % aus Wasser.
Übrigens, es sind die gleichen Qualen die Spongebob Schwammkopf fängt, um Marmelade zu ernten…
In the Greek mythology, Medusa (Ancient Greek: Μέδουσα Médousa) was a Gorgon, the daughter of the sea deities Phorkys and Keto, and the sister of Stheno and Euryale.
She was the only one of the three Gorgons to possess a mortal nature.
Myth... The three sisters Medusa, Stheno and Euryale, also called Gorgons, were children of the chthonic gods Phorkys and his Sisters Keto and were originally considered to be deformed from birth in Greek art.
Aurelia aurita the jellyfish consist up to 98.2% of water. (also called the common jellyfish, moon jellyfish, moon jelly or saucer jelly)
Image shows jellyfish under UV light.
By the way, it's the same Jellyfish that SpongeBob SquarePants catches, to harvest jam...
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Η Θόλος είναι, ίσως, το πιο χαρακτηριστικό μνημείο των Δελφών, που δεσπόζει στο ιερό της Αθηνάς Προναίας ανάμεσα στο νεότερο ναό της Αθηνάς και στο θησαυρό των Μασσαλιωτών. Πρόκειται για αριστούργημα της κλασικής αρχιτεκτονικής, του οποίου, όμως, αγνοούμε τη χρήση. Έχει συσχετισθεί με χθόνια λατρεία, ωστόσο, ο περιηγητής Παυσανίας, που είδε τα ερείπιά του το 2ο αι. μ.Χ. δεν το μνημονεύει ως ναό. Το εντυπωσιακό κυκλικό κτήριο χρονολογείται στο 380 π.Χ. Όπως μαθαίνουμε από το Βιτρούβιο, υπεύθυνος αρχιτέκτονας για την κατασκευή της Θόλου ήταν ο Θεόδωρος από τη Φώκαια ή τη Φωκίδα, ο οποίος, μάλιστα, είχε γράψει και βιβλίο για τον τρόπο οικοδόμησής της.
Tholos is perhaps the most characteristic monument of Delphi, which dominates the sanctuary of Athena Pronaia between the newest temple of Athena and the treasure of Massalioton. This masterpiece of classical architecture, which, however, ignore the use. Has been associated with chthonic cult, however, Pausanias, who saw the ruins of the 2nd century. A.D. not to mention as a temple. The impressive circular building dating to 380 BC As we learn from Vitruvius, the architect responsible for the construction of the dome was Theodore from Phocea or Phocis, who, indeed, had written a book on how it was built.
Πρόκειται για το σημαντικότερο μνημείο που σώζεται από το ιερό του Απόλλωνα που βρίσκεται στους Δελφούς. Σύμφωνα με τον θρύλο ανεγέρθηκε στο ίδιο σημείο που βρισκόταν κατά το παρελθόν οι μυθικοί ναοί του Απόλλωνα που ανάλογα με την περίοδο ήταν κατασκευασμένοι από κλαδιά δάφνης, κερί μελισσών και χαλκό.
Χτίστηκε το 510π.Χ. με τις χορηγίες πολλών Ελλήνων και ξένων ηγεμόνων, αλλά και την καταλυτική συνδρομή της αθηναϊκής οικογένειας των Αλκμαιωνιδών. Από αρχιτεκτονικής άποψης ήταν δωρικού ρυθμού με 6 κίονες στην πρόσοψη και 15 στις πλευρές. Φιλοξενούσε εξαιρετικό γλυπτό διάκοσμο που αποδίδονταν στον Αντηναγόρα και τα αετώματά του παρουσίαζαν σκηνές που απεικόνιζαν τον ίδιο το θεό Απόλλωνα και τη γιγαντομαχία.
Το 373 π.Χ. το ιερό κατέφυγε σε έρανο με σκοπό τη συγκέντρωση χρημάτων για την ανοικοδόμηση του ναού καθώς ένας μεγάλος σεισμός τον κατέστρεψε σχεδόν ολοκληρωτικά. Αρχιτέκτονες του νέου κτίσματος που ήταν επίσης δωρικού ρυθμού και θαυμάζουμε μέχρι σήμερα ήταν οι Σπινθαγόρας ο Κορίνθιος ο Ξενόδορος και ο Αγάθων. Παρόμοια με τον προηγούμενο και αυτός ο ναός διέθετε 6 στήλες στην πρόσοψη και 15 στις πλευρές ενώ τα αετώματα του, που φιλοτέχνησαν ο Πραξίας και ο Ανδροσθένης φιλοξενούσαν σκηνές που απεικόνιζαν τον Απόλλωνα, τις Μούσες και τον Διόνυσο.
This is the most important monument surviving from the sanctuary of Apollo is at Delphi. According to legend it was built in the same place it was in the past the mythical temples of Apollo, depending on the period was made of laurel branches, bees wax and copper.
Built in 510p.Ch. with the sponsorship of many Greek and foreign rulers, but also the catalytic contribution of Athenian family Alkmaionidon. From an architectural point of view it was with 6 Doric columns on the front and 15 on the sides. Hosted excellent sculptures ascribed to Antinagora and pediments were scenes depicting the god Apollo and the same giants.
In 373 BC the Sanctuary resorted to a fundraiser to collect money for the rebuilding of the temple as a major earthquake destroyed him almost completely. Architects of the new building was also Doric and we admire today were Spinthagoras of Corinth the Xenodoros and Agathon. Similar to the previous one and this temple had six columns on the front and 15 on the sides and gables, who painted the acts and Androsthenes hosted scenes depicting Apollo, the Muses and Dionysus.
malevolent gust...
an ancient pact now toppled
the chthonic chorus
chants of dark beguiling realms
listen if you dare
This is the statue on top of the Court House in Georgetown, Texas. I searched the Internet to find out more about her. Themis is untranslatable. A gift of the gods and a mark of civilized existence, sometimes it means right custom, proper procedure, social order, and sometimes merely the will of the gods. Interestingly, the blind fold and sword weren't added until around the 16th century. I couldn't find out what the blindfold represents. Here's some info from Wikipedia
Mythology[edit]
Greek deities
series
Titans
Olympians
Aquatic deities
Chthonic deities
Mycenaean deities
Personified concepts
Other deities
Titans
The Twelve Titans
Oceanus and Tethys,
Hyperion and Theia,
Coeus and Phoebe,
Cronus and Rhea,
Mnemosyne, Themis,
Crius, Iapetus
Children of Oceanus
Oceanids, Potamoi
Children of Hyperion
Helios, Selene, Eos
Children of Coeus
Lelantos, Leto, Asteria
Sons of Iapetus
Atlas, Prometheus,
Epimetheus, Menoetius
Sons of Crius
Astraeus, Pallas, Perses
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Statue of Themis, Chuo University, Japan.
The personification of abstract concepts is characteristic of the greeks.|date=October 2015}} The ability of the goddess Themis to foresee the future enabled her to become one of the Oracles of Delphi, which in turn led to her establishment as the goddess of divine justice.
Some classical representations of Themis did not show her blindfolded, nor was she holding a sword. The sword is also believed to represent the ability Themis had from cutting fact from fiction; to her there was no middle ground. Themis built the Oracle at Delphi and was herself oracular. According to another legend, Themis received the Oracle at Delphi from Gaia and later gave it to Phoebe.[4]
When Themis is disregarded, Nemesis brings just and wrathful retribution; thus Themis shared the Nemesion temple at Rhamnous. Themis is not wrathful: she, "of the lovely cheeks", was the first to offer Hera a cup when she returned to Olympus distraught over threats from Zeus.[5]
Themis presided over the proper relation between man and woman, the basis of the rightly ordered family (the family was seen as the pillar of the deme), and judges were often referred to as "themistopóloi" (the servants of Themis). Such was also the basis for order upon Olympus. Even Hera addressed her as "Lady Themis." The name of Themis might be substituted for Adrasteia in telling of the birth of Zeus on Crete.
Themis was present at Delos to witness the birth of Apollo. According to Ovid, it was Themis rather than Zeus who told Deucalion to throw the bones of "his Mother" over his shoulder to create a new race of humankind after the deluge.
Hesiod's description and contrast to Dike[edit]
In Greek mythology, Hesiod mentions[6] Themis among the six sons and six daughters of Gaia and Uranus (Earth and Sky). Among these Titans of primordial myth, few were venerated at specific sanctuaries in classical times.
Themis occurred in Hesiod's Theogony as the first recorded appearance of Justice as a divine personage. Drawing not only on the socio-religious consciousness of his time but also on many of the earlier cult-religions, Hesiod described the forces of the universe as cosmic divinities. Hesiod portrayed temporal justice, Dike, as the daughter of Zeus and Themis.
Dike executed the law of judgments and sentencing and, together with her mother Themis, carried out the final decisions of Moirai. For Hesiod, Justice is at the center of religious and moral life, who, independently of Zeus, is the embodiment of divine will. This personification of Dike will stand in contrast to justice viewed as custom or law, and as retribution or sentence.[7]
"When the days are cold
Are all made of gold
When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood's run stale
I want to hide the truth
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl
Don't want to let you down
But I am hell bound
Though this is all for you
Don't want to hide the truth
They say it's what you make
I need to let you go
I want to save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how".
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"Cuando los días son fríos
Todos estamos hechos de oro
Cuando todos tus sueños fallan
Y los que saludan
Son lo peor de todo
Y la sangre se pudre
Quiero ocultar la verdad
Pero con la bestia interior
No hay ningún lugar que podemos ocultar
No importa lo que criamos
Todavía estamos hechos de codicia
Este es mi reino
Cuando sientas mi calor
Mírame a los ojos
Es donde mis demonios se esconden
No te pongas demasiado cerca
Es oscuro el interior
Cuando las luces se apaguen
Todos los pecadores se arrastran
No quiero decepcionarte
Pero soy el infierno encuadernado
Aunque todo esto es para ti
No quiero ocultar la verdad
Dicen que es lo que hacen
Debo dejarte ir
Quiero salvar esa luz
No puedo salir de esta ahora
A menos que me muestres cómo".
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Please excuse the crude painting. It's just an excuse to upload this song lyric! As a result of conversations with "Davies up North", I have been revising (and hopefully improving) a series of lyrics on the Mabinogion. The first draft was written ten years ago. Here is the first:
Lords of Annwn
Here begin the Mabinogi:
Tales of youth, of heroes past,
Following the strong Pryderi
From his first breath to his last.
His father Pwyll – a man to trust –
Hearken how he conquered lust!
Pwyll mounts his horse to hunt
At Glyn Cuch with his hounds.
They bay, they bark, they forge in front;
His hunter’s horn resounds
Through the woods. His grey dogs stop
And bristling, sniff the breeze.
Pwyll lifts up his riding crop;
His hounds dash through the leaves.
Through moss and fern the hounds are gone,
Gnarled oaks loom overhead.
The trees close in; Pwyll trudges on,
His horse by halter led.
The woods close in upon his way:
The distant howls of dogs.
He pushes on without delay
Stumbling over fallen logs.
At last he steps into a clearing:
Strange dogs stand on slaughtered prey,
With milk white fur, red eyes leering,
And slavering, bar Pwyll’s way.
Pwyll finds a bleeding stag,
No other huntsman to be seen.
He takes the quarry for his bag
And beats the hounds off through the green.
He baits his own hounds, blood in hands,
Running slick and wet.
A stranger in the clearing stands;
Looking up, he cries, “Well met!”
The stranger scowls, calls, “Nay indeed!”
White dogs cower at his feet
And slink about his dappled steed.
He shouts, “You steal another’s meat!
Discourteous and dull thou art
To drive my hounds away!
Fast have they pursued this hart!
You bait your own beasts with the prey!
Pwyll smites himself for shame,
“Forgive my inadvertent slight.
You shall dine tonight on game,
And for your friendship shall I fight!”
“Arawn, Annwn’s king, am I,”
The towering man replies,
“Your favour shall I test and try,
My kingdom weeps and sighs:
Evil Hafgan seeks my throne;
He covets my dominions proud.
You shall face him on your own
And lay him dead beneath a shroud.
By my arts you will be changed
Into the likeness of myself.
Take my kingdom, my face feigned;
Protect my wife, wield my wealth.
Your own fine lands shall I rule
For the passage of one year –
At that time, Hafgan cruel
Is trysted to meet me here,
But you shall meet him in my stead.
Smite him hard, with but one blow.
When Hafgan gutters, cold and dead
My affection shalt thou know!”
Pwyll comes to Arawn’s court;
All there take him for the king.
He is before a damsel brought
Wearing Arawn’s wedding ring.
No fairer woman has caroused
With any man in Wales,
The court, by beer and wine aroused,
Gold brocaded, Pwyll regales.
Yet when at last they come to bed
She lies naked, sight to see!
Faithful Pwyll turns his head,
Says not one word. No move makes he.
And so it is for all the year:
He touches not, though tested sore,
And she sheds many a secret tear:
“Arawn desires me no more.”
The year gone, Pwyll rides out
Surging forward through the mist
And Hafgan with a husky shout
Also rides to keep the tryst.
“At last, the killing-hour is here!”
Cries Hafgan in his rage.
He spurs his horse and bares his spear
Faithful Pwyll to engage.
Pwyll strikes Hafgan on the shield;
It splinters, the lance drives home;
Hafgan, writhing on the field,
Pleads for death with helpless moan.
Arawn of Annwn comes before
Pwyll, and bows on bended knee:
“You snubbed me once, but never-more!
Faithful friend! My land is free!”
Pwyll rides to his own domain
And finds his lands grown twice as rich.
Lushly grow the fields of grain;
His ladies sew with silken stitch.
Arawn comes home to his court
And calls his knights to hear his tale;
“A lesser man would come to nought
But faithful Pwyll did not fail!”
Then he goes up to his bed
And puts away his kingly gowns.
Kisses his wife upon her head;
But she recoils, glowers, frowns.
He lays his head upon her breast
But she pushes him away:
“This bed’s seen naught but silent rest
For twelve months and a day!
Has my body lost its beauty?
Have my eyes their lustre lost?
Were you so laid down with duty
That my charms enticed you not?
Have my breasts gone slack or dun?
Have you lost the ability?
Perhaps there is some other one
Who gains from your virility?”
Arawn laughs, explaining all,
Unwinds her hair, in golden braid:
“Never once did it befall
A king found such a true comrade!”
Source material: The first tale in Branch I of the Mabinogion, ‘Pwyll, Prince of Dyfed’, adapted into verse from the translation by Gwyn and Thomas Jones (1974). The Mabinogion is preserved in two Welsh manuscripts, the White Book of Rhydderch (scribed between 1300 and 1325) and the Red Book of Hergest (1375-1425), but the tales are evidently very much older, despite courtly and Christian accretions such as the emphasis on courtesy and chastity. The story of a human being changing places with the Lord of Annwn (the Celtic underworld) is undoubtedly of great antiquity. I have argued elsewhere that a similar story is implied in the ballad of ‘Robin Hood and the Potter’. It would be absurdly reductive to offer a dogmatic interpretation of the tale, but it is possible that on one level, Arawn’s wife is Pwyll’s ‘muse’, and Arawn is Pwyll’s weird: his doppelganger, or the dark side of his own self. By this interpretation, Hafgan too is a projection of Pwyll’s own self. In fact, the Mabinogion tells and retells this same story under different guises: it is there again, for example, in the love triangles of Pwyll, Rhiannon and Gwawl (Branch I), and Lleu, Blodeuwedd and Gronw (Branch IV). On another level, the story may be read, like ‘Sir Gawain and the Green Knight’, as a parable on the changing seasons. Ultimately, however, the narrative is spiritual in nature, and so should be read with spirit rather than with reason. The white hounds with red ears are invariably associated with Annwn, and are its chthonic messengers, quite probably sharing their genesis with the Gabriel Hounds of the Wild Hunt. Lyric by Giles Watson, 1999; revised 2009.
Serpente_L'Eterno Trasformista
"Potente, ctonio e ancestrale, striscia nelle profondità di tutto il mondo. In alcune culture è venerato, in altre lo si demonizza, spesso però risale in superficie come divinità, eterno trasformista, in grado di lasciar andare come nessun altro, di rinnovarsi, rigenerarsi costantemente, di rinascere a nuova vita."
Snake_The Eternal Transformer
"Powerful, chthonic and ancestral, it crawls into the depths of the entire world. In some cultures it is venerated, in others it is demonized, but it often rises to the surface as a divinity, an eternal transformer, capable of letting go like no other, of renewing itself, constantly regenerate, to be reborn to a new life."
I testi citati sono di Federica Zizzari, tratti da "Animali Guida" ed. Vivida. The texts cited are by Federica Zizzari, taken from "Animali Guida" ed. Vivida.
Bing Image Creator
Daring to look above, towards the distant mist. Ered Lithui-the Ash Mountains- overlooking and threatening. Trembling, i tried to picture this vision in a photo. While Chthonic Gods were whispering around...
(Taken with Canon Eos 550d)
The Azure Dragon (青龍 Qīnglóng), is one of the Dragon Gods who represent the mount or chthonic forces of the Five Forms of the Highest Deity (五方上帝 Wǔfāng Shàngdì). He is also one of the Four Symbols of the Chinese constellations, which are the astral representations of the Wufang Shangdi. The Bluegreen Dragon represents the east and the spring season.
Athena (Attic: Ἀθηνᾶ, Athēnâ, or Ἀθήνη, Athḗnē; Doric: Ἀσάνα, Asána; Latin: Minerva) is the shrewd companion of heroes and the goddess of heroic endeavour.
In Greek mythology Medusa (Greek: Μέδουσα (Médousa), "guardian, protectress, queen". Her name probably derived from the feminine present participle of medein, a sea nymph, was one of three gorgon sisters, and the most beautiful. She was courted by Poseidon, and made love to him in a temple of Athena. Furious, Athena transformed Medusa into a monstrous chthonic beast with snakes instead of hair, whose frightening face could turn onlookers to stone. She was beheaded by the hero Perseus, who thereafter used her head as a weapon until giving it to the goddess Athena to place on her shield.
Minerva Armata, autore Francesco Messina, Pavia
A lightly armored unmanned tank that thanks to its artificial muscle tentacles has excellent maneuverability and is able to overcome almost any type of rough terrain, such as swamps, mountains or city blockages. Also, the tentacles of this tank have pointed tips, which makes them an effective and terrifying weapon against infantry.
Since I couldn't find menacing enough name for this thing from paleontology, I decided to name it after goddess of death. I built it back in 2019 after seeing this gorgeous monstrosity by Nick. I wanted to take the idea of multiped mechatank further and replace several mechanic legs with many smaller synthetic muscle tentacles to give the whole thing more chthonic look. My model end up being far more simplistic since i'm not that great of a MOCer, but i'm quite happy with the result.
Big thanks to Nick for more suitable name for this machine.
In the Hermitage of Amsterdam there's a wonderful exhibition now, 'Classic Beauties', demonstrating the classicism of the eighteenth century. A featured sculptor is Antonio Canova (1757-1822). Here's his 'Cupid and Psyche'. It shows the young passion of the two lovers with Pysche presenting a Butterfly, a figure for her soul, to Cupid. Their daughter will be Voluptas or Hedone, sometimes called just Pleasure.
And pleasure was certainly mine when I saw that darkly pretty Maniola jurtina, Meadow Brown, on Tansy, Tanacetum vulgare, in the Waterleidingduinen near Zandvoort aan Zee (see inset).
The name 'Maniola' is a diminutive of the Latin Manes, meaning the Souls of the Dead or perhaps in Antiquity a name for the chthonic deities. And Franz von Paula Schranck (1747-1835) devised that name for the genus presumably because of the 'earthy' colors of these Butterflies. Butterflies are often named for nymphs and the like, and the specific name 'jurtina' is probably a misprint or misreading of Juturna, the deity of fountains in ancient Rome. Now that the gods of Antiquity are dead, I thought it not wholly inappropriate to juxtapose Mortal Butterfly on funereal Tansy with once Young Divine Love.
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Eileithyia or Ilithyia was the Greek goddess of childbirth and midwifery, the daughter of Zeus and Hera. In the cave of Amnisos (Crete) she was related with the annual birth of the divine child, and her cult is connected with Enesidaon (the earth shaker), who was the chthonic aspect of the god Poseidon. In his Seventh Nemean Ode, Pindar refers to her as the maid to or seated beside the Moirai (Fates) and responsible for the creation of offspring.
Light carves out our world and yet beyond the shadows, night and enclosed darkness there is our inner depths that are often lit with visions and focused on many varied wonders. The Chthonic Dark offers no change and no reversal. The Chtonic stays dark and we are the illumination within it.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com
Light carves out our world and yet beyond the shadows, night and enclosed darkness there is our inner depths that are often lit with visions and focused on many varied wonders. The Chthonic Dark offers no change and no reversal. The Chtonic stays dark and we are the illumination within it.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com
Light carves out our world and yet beyond the shadows, night and enclosed darkness there is our inner depths that are often lit with visions and focused on many varied wonders. The Chthonic Dark offers no change and no reversal. The Chtonic stays dark and we are the illumination within it.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com
Melinoe is a chthonic nymph who is a bringer of nightmares and madness, sometimes also known as a moon goddess. She is the daughter of Persephone, she drives mortals to madness and appears in weird shapes and forms. She is shadowy, shining in darkness and always appears in the gloom of night.
We shot this in an amazing abandoned school in Kent, Lara was a superstar as it was freezing cold, but she played the part of an innocent girl, trapped in The Underworld and turned dark
Photographer: Rebecca Bathory
Model: Lara @ Profile
Stylist: Helen Waugh
Makeup/ Hair: Rebecca Ryther
Processing: Rebecca Litchfield
Retoucher: Go Addicted
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Website
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Shot with Canon 5Diii Body, Canon 16-35mm 2.8ii
Available as Limited Edition Signed Prints, Please message me for more information Available in small size in editions of 15, medium size in editions of 10 and large size in editions of 5, printed on art paper and all come with a hologram certificate of authenticity.
Shares, likes and especially comments are appreciated so much, I love to hear what you think of my artwork and sharing with the world, helps my page to grow, thank you so much.
A lightly armored unmanned tank that thanks to its artificial muscle tentacles has excellent maneuverability and is able to overcome almost any type of rough terrain, such as swamps, mountains or city blockages. Also, the tentacles of this tank have pointed tips, which makes them an effective and terrifying weapon against infantry.
Since I couldn't find menacing enough name for this thing from paleontology, I decided to name it after goddess of death. I built it back in 2019 after seeing this gorgeous monstrosity by Nick. I wanted to take the idea of multiped mechatank further and replace several mechanic legs with many smaller synthetic muscle tentacles to give the whole thing more chthonic look. My model end up being far more simplistic since i'm not that great of a MOCer, but i'm quite happy with the result.
Big thanks to Nick for more suitable name for this machine.
I dig deep into despair until I reach the pit, soaked with the juice of life, but everything smells like shit, a living grave, blurred visions of things I crave, I try to stand but death crashes over me like a prehistoric wave, Plato had it all wrong with his allegory of the cave, reality isn’t what you know, it’s what you cannot afford to escape, each day unfolds in the same way, each night assumes the same shape, but I always find the time to fuck my mind and accuse myself of rape, bleed myself dry and disappear behind a cape, fear and paranoia are like obsidian drapes, nothing can penetrate, the program defaults to alienate, a lonely string of numbers evolving through time, ones and zeros describe my pantomime, mania is my victory for crossing the finish line, how could any of this be part of some divine design? Perhaps God has a thing for creating swine, no thanks, I decline, one empty body impaled by a for-sale sign….
One roads leads to two and suddenly there is a junction for traffic and the scope for decision, revision and division til contemplation arrives at cognition and transmigration induced by transmutation, we can somewhat transmogrified continue our transportation.
The metamorphosis that awaits at the cross roads, or the junction of ways gives us a chance to look at the roads not chosen as different fates, or potential we have the chance to transmogrify into the pupa and to transfigure through the imago and transmute into the butterfly that flutters down the right road, or the best road, or the only road beating our wind evoking wings as we proceed and progress in due procession to our ultimate goal.
The Chthonic Hekate is underwhelmed in the underworld by the sparkle of the above and the dark intentions from below that make some of the sparkle. She knows the outcome of each of the ways ways available to us. She might like to be acknowledged, but that does not mean that she will share her knowledge, unfortunately she is happy to leave us in self-knowledge that is mis-knowledge. The Triple Form of Hekate is full within the three phases and yet there is also a Forth Form. Her light in the darkness includes sparking, lighting, spluttering and also none igniting. Her symbol of three Moon in reflected illumination is also a symbol brightly obscuring her other form within the Dark, or New Moon. She is happy in the dark with her unilluminated vision and her brightness in the Full Moon also knows the New Moon visible on the horizon for just a few moments. Called for and sought at the Trivia Three Ways and crossroads also asked for and answered within the home where all junctions are started and ended and where insight and protection are often most required. From the ignition of Fresh Flame to Full Light through Dying Embers and within Extinguished Ashes she is never absent always available if you call on her without subconscious desire, rather with intent to take her hand with resolve to lead you on towards where you aspire.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com
One roads leads to two and suddenly there is a junction for traffic and the scope for decision, revision and division til contemplation arrives at cognition and transmigration induced by transmutation, we can somewhat transmogrified continue our transportation.
The metamorphosis that awaits at the cross roads, or the junction of ways gives us a chance to look at the roads not chosen as different fates, or potential we have the chance to transmogrify into the pupa and to transfigure through the imago and transmute into the butterfly that flutters down the right road, or the best road, or the only road beating our wind evoking wings as we proceed and progress in due procession to our ultimate goal.
The Chthonic Hekate is underwhelmed in the underworld by the sparkle of the above and the dark intentions from below that make some of the sparkle. She knows the outcome of each of the ways ways available to us. She might like to be acknowledged, but that does not mean that she will share her knowledge, unfortunately she is happy to leave us in self-knowledge that is mis-knowledge. The Triple Form of Hekate is full within the three phases and yet there is also a Forth Form. Her light in the darkness includes sparking, lighting, spluttering and also none igniting. Her symbol of three Moon in reflected illumination is also a symbol brightly obscuring her other form within the Dark, or New Moon. She is happy in the dark with her unilluminated vision and her brightness in the Full Moon also knows the New Moon visible on the horizon for just a few moments. Called for and sought at the Trivia Three Ways and crossroads also asked for and answered within the home where all junctions are started and ended and where insight and protection are often most required. From the ignition of Fresh Flame to Full Light through Dying Embers and within Extinguished Ashes she is never absent always available if you call on her without subconscious desire, rather with intent to take her hand with resolve to lead you on towards where you aspire.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com
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Light carves out our world and yet beyond the shadows, night and enclosed darkness there is our inner depths that are often lit with visions and focused on many varied wonders. The Chthonic Dark offers no change and no reversal. The Chtonic stays dark and we are the illumination within it.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com
Melinoe is a chthonic nymph who is a bringer of nightmares and madness, sometimes also known as a moon goddess. She is the daughter of Persephone, she drives mortals to madness and appears in weird shapes and forms. She is shadowy, shining in darkness and always appears in the gloom of night.
We shot this in an amazing abandoned school in Kent, Lara was a superstar as it was freezing cold, but she played the part of an innocent girl, trapped in The Underworld and turned dark
Photographer: Rebecca Bathory
Model: Lara @ Profile
Stylist: Helen Waugh
Makeup/ Hair: Rebecca Ryther
Processing: Rebecca Litchfield
Retoucher: Go Addicted
Facebook Page
www.facebook.com/RebeccaBathory
Website
www.instagram.com/rebeccabathory
Shot with Canon 5Diii Body, Canon 16-35mm 2.8ii
Available as Limited Edition Signed Prints, Please message me for more information Available in small size in editions of 15, medium size in editions of 10 and large size in editions of 5, printed on art paper and all come with a hologram certificate of authenticity.
Shares, likes and especially comments are appreciated so much, I love to hear what you think of my artwork and sharing with the world, helps my page to grow, thank you so much.
This overall view primarily shows off the Courthouse's eastern elevation. The photos following will offer close-ups of this side of the structure.
For the lover of the Richardsonian Romanesque, not to mention for the geologist, this building presses all the right buttons. While it's obviously derived from the European Romanesque, there's something quintessentially American about this design ethic, and it harmonizes remarkably well with both the urban and rural landscapes of this country. And where in particular would the built environment of the Midwest be without it?
While this style is often at its most powerfully chthonic when it uses dark-tinted rock (Lake Superior Brownstone, for example), it also works remarkably well in lighter tones, too. Here, for instance, the locally quarried Waukesha Area Dolostone makes a very effective rock-faced ashlar.
The other photos and descriptions in this series can be found at Glory of Silurian Dolostone album.
Chthonic mineral formations ooze out of the walls in sections and are brightly coloured and very organic looking. They looked creepy? HP Lovecraft and Chuthulu... What was that noise behind us in the tunnel...? Someone investigating our presence? A fellow urbexer? Or one of The Elder race...? (Our only light in the dark length of the long tunnel was our small head-torches. Additional lighting here was thanks to a few sweeps of lightpainting from my Lenser P7)
Surreal experiences in the longest (1313yds) of Glasgows abandoned railway tunnels. An earlier title 'Tunnel of Goats' comes from one of those bits of random graffiti that seem to assume sinister significance at 11 o'clock at night half a mile underground. The abandoned car is a legend in urban exploring circles. We enhanced its incongruity with some smoke bombs...
One roads leads to two and suddenly there is a junction for traffic and the scope for decision, revision and division til contemplation arrives at cognition and transmigration induced by transmutation, we can somewhat transmogrified continue our transportation.
The metamorphosis that awaits at the cross roads, or the junction of ways gives us a chance to look at the roads not chosen as different fates, or potential we have the chance to transmogrify into the pupa and to transfigure through the imago and transmute into the butterfly that flutters down the right road, or the best road, or the only road beating our wind evoking wings as we proceed and progress in due procession to our ultimate goal.
The Chthonic Hekate is underwhelmed in the underworld by the sparkle of the above and the dark intentions from below that make some of the sparkle. She knows the outcome of each of the ways ways available to us. She might like to be acknowledged, but that does not mean that she will share her knowledge, unfortunately she is happy to leave us in self-knowledge that is mis-knowledge. The Triple Form of Hekate is full within the three phases and yet there is also a Forth Form. Her light in the darkness includes sparking, lighting, spluttering and also none igniting. Her symbol of three Moon in reflected illumination is also a symbol brightly obscuring her other form within the Dark, or New Moon. She is happy in the dark with her unilluminated vision and her brightness in the Full Moon also knows the New Moon visible on the horizon for just a few moments. Called for and sought at the Trivia Three Ways and crossroads also asked for and answered within the home where all junctions are started and ended and where insight and protection are often most required. From the ignition of Fresh Flame to Full Light through Dying Embers and within Extinguished Ashes she is never absent always available if you call on her without subconscious desire, rather with intent to take her hand with resolve to lead you on towards where you aspire.
© PHH Sykes 2022
phhsykes@gmail.com