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DIONYSUS

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Ch. 5, Page 36.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>He didn’t say anything because of

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He didn’t say anything because of the stars. Couldn’t do it. Not today.
It’s absolutely not that the memory of the event went right to Xibalba.

(cit.)


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Ch. 5, Page 35.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>“I’m sorry, prof, I co

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“I’m sorry, prof, I couldn’t do my homework because I had to save the world. Furthermore, a war god who was passing by destroyed all my notes and books, so it really would have been impossible, you see…”


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Ch. 5, Page 33.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>We know this looks a little like a

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We know this looks a little like a tutorial, but please don’t do this at home. Dragon teeth are best used only as decorative pieces.

Note: Sowing dragon teeth.
It’s told (Pseudo-Apollodorus, Bibliotheca; Apollonius Rhodius, Argonauticae) that if you take some dragon teeth and sow them in a well ploughed field, they’ll grow up into some fierce warriors, fully armed, called Spartoi (which in ancient Greek means “the sown ones”).
The first to experiment this hardcore garening techniques was Cadmus, instructed by Athena: it was her who suggested the hero to toss a coin to your witch-ehr, no. To toss a rock amidst the newly grown warriors. That act indeed distracted them: they accused each other of the offending act, and killed each other sparing Cadmus. The five that survived the skirmish helped Cadmus building Thebes up.
The second one was, later, Jason, challenged by King Aeetes in Colchis. Poor Aeetes was most likely hoping to spare himself some nuisance and get rid of the nth hero come there with an attitude to be killed in the pursue of the golden fleece. Sadly, Medea was already looking at this particular hero with heart-shaped eyes, and she told Jason what to do exactly, included the trick of the rock to avoid getting chopped up by the Spartoi.
Moral of the story: You may be tired of seeing monsterae deliciosae all over Instagram, but they aren’t THAT dangerous.


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Ch. 5, Page 31.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>Yeah, let’s accept mysteriou

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Yeah, let’s accept mysterious flasks from pre-teens who casually are experts in the use and mantainance of crossbows, what could go wrong?

Note: “Slàinte” (read “slAwn-che”) and “No sdorove” (read “na sdarO-vye”) mean “Cheers” in Irish and Russian.


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Ch. 5, Page 43.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>Did you really think we already go

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Did you really think we already got tired of destroying houses? uwu

(a moment of sileence for whomever will have to clean all that ichor from the walls and the furniture and the pc.)


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Ch. 5, Page 42.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>The classic equivalent of getting

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The classic equivalent of getting married in Las Vegas while drunk.

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The version of the myth of Dionysos and Ariadne we state here is not perfectly adhering to the sources, but it was adapted a little by Arja, who frankensteined some versions and interpretations. The version that claims that Theseus didn’t left Ariadne alone on Naxos willingly, but was instead told to do so by Dionysos himself, can be found in Diodorus Siculus (Greek historian of the I century a.C., Biblioteca Historica, 5. 51. 4). On the other hand, the correspondence between Dionysos and the Minotaur was taken from the analyses of Karolyi Kerenyi on the cult and the dionysian mysteries (in “Dionysos” and “The Gods and Heroes of Greece” in particular). Dionysos was as a matter of fact called by his followers in the mysteries “bull-horned god”… And also as a proper “Star”, just as the Minotaur was (from his name, “Asterius”, which means “Star”), as we can also find in Aristophanes (Frogs, 342) and Sophocles (Antigone, 1146).


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Ch. 5, Page 41.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>Such unjustified bad faith!Note:At

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Such unjustified bad faith!

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Ataraxia: According to the philosopher Epicurus -no sex drugs and rock'n'roll, that was a Christian misconception-, it is the ideal mental state in which any man can truely attain happiness. It is that place of complete mental calmness, untroubled by worries or any emotional turmoil. (cit. Epicurus, Letter to Menecaeus or Letter on Happiness)


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Ch. 5, Page 39.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>Why, did you really think she was

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Why, did you really think she was joking about the dragon teeth? No no, she has a full satchel of them in her desk drawer, just beside her Sailor Moon secret diary.


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Ch. 5, Page 38.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>All that’s left do decide is

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All that’s left do decide is whether is weirder that Dionysos and Circe actually agree on ONE thing, or that Apollo is smiling.


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Ch. 5, Page 37.<< Previous || Start Reading || Next >>Apollo’s clearly not paid quite en

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Apollo’s clearly not paid quite enough to cope with all this DRAMAH, of which he’s absolutely out of, it’s just Theban blood making Dionysos all that extra, the Olympic counterpart has nothing to do with it.


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 ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only  ‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only

‘Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only way to purify blood is through blood. We let the pig bleed on us. Then we went inside and washed it off. After that, we were okay.’

Camilla Macaulay


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“Does such a thing as ‘the fatal flaw,’ that showy dark crack running down the middle of life exist outside literature? I used to think it doesn’t. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs”

The Secret History — Donna Tartt

I had a request for Xena fanart on Patreon, and it’s spooky month, so here’s a tribute to the classic S2 lesbian vampire (ahem, “Bacchae”) episode, “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun”!

Dionysus, the god of wine, vegetation, festivity, and on a darker note, madness and frenzy. Here we see our jovial deity riding a leopard and wearing a leopard skin, holding aloft his sacred wine chalice in one hand, and his pine cone tipped staff “Thyrsus”. Below him dance his attendants in the cult of Dionysus, the sileni,satyr, centaur, woman dancer, and bull and woman, with a centaur playing the two head flute pip (AULOS)  further back. In the upper right hand background we can see hanging grapes for the wine, and below; a darker representation of Dionysus; the mad frenzy. Here we see the MAENADs;(“raving ones" ), women followers who drink and dance into violent frenzies. In Euripedes play, "the Bacchae”, the Maenads, in a state of delusion, tear apart their own king Pentheus, limb from limb, thinking him a lion. Even poor Orpheus, the greatest lyre player of all, was torn apart when he refused to play for them in a state of mourning after returning from the underworld without his wife, Eurydice). 

 If you've been following along for the last 6 weeks, then you get a free cup of ambrosia! cheers! I’m currently deciding what to do next, but it will either be “heroes and monsters" or "the Tragedies.” So please stay tuned for lots more artwork in the coming weeks and months. which i’m hoping to compile into a book later in the year! ;)

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mythologyofthepoetandthemuse: In the worship of Dionysus, his female followers lived with each other

mythologyofthepoetandthemuse:

In the worship of Dionysus, his female followers lived with each other while the male presence was prohibited. These women represented the goddesses who had been united with the gods. The concept of ‘sacred fury’ characterized Maenads, who were also known as Bacchae. Blatant meant angry and not insane in the case of Maenads. Maenads were running wearing long dresses while they were carrying thyrsus, a reed wrapped with ivy or vine leaves, they were also wearing ivy leaves on their heads. Flutes and drums accompanied the  ecstatic and wild Maenads as they were dancing to honour their lord, Dionysus. Dionysus, a god of nature and of the deep forests, like the celtic Cernunnos, orgiastic and rejuvenating.

After a night of revelry on the slopes of Mt. Parnassus, exhausted Maenads collapse in the mountain town of Amphissa, where the local women take care of them. Painting by Lawrence Alma-Tadema,1887.


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mythologyofthepoetandthemuse: “He is life’s liberating force.He is release of limbs and communion th

mythologyofthepoetandthemuse:

“He is life’s liberating force.
He is release of limbs and communion through dance.
He is laughter, and music in flutes.
He is repose from all cares – he is sleep!
When his blood bursts from the grape
and flows across tables laid in his honor
to fuse with our blood,
he gently, gradually, wraps us in shadows
of ivy-cool sleep.”
“The Bacchae” by Euripides.

On the intoxication of Dionysus.


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