Thee I invoke, blest pow'r of dreams divine, Angel of future fates, swift wings are thine: Great source of oracles to human kind, When stealing soft, and whisp'ring to the mind, Thro' sleep's sweet silence and the gloom of night, Thy pow'r awakes th' intellectual sight; To silent souls the will of heav'n relates, And silently reveals their future fates. For ever friendly to the upright mind Sacred and pure, to holy rites inclin'd; For these with pleasing hope thy dreams inspire, Bliss to anticipate, which all desire. Thy visions manifest of fate disclose, What methods best may mitigate our woes; Reveal what rites the Gods immortal please, And what the means their anger to appease: For ever tranquil is the good man's end, Whose life, thy dreams admonish and defend. But from the wicked turn'd averse to bless, Thy form unseen, the angel of distress; No means to check approaching ill they find, Pensive with fears, and to the future blind. Come, blessed pow'r, the signatures reveal Which heav'n's decrees mysteriously conceal, Signs only present to the worthy mind, Nor omens ill disclose of monst'rous kind. Orphic Hymn 86 to the Oneiroi (trans. Taylor) (Greek hymns C3rd B.C. to 2nd A.D.)
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not all dreams taste the same. not all bad dreams are nightmares. not all dreams have a taste. burnt marshmallow and dank marsh water. acid-laced jellybeans and kiwi-strawberry. salted flesh and pan-seared lungs. my dreams are vivid black dances. most night i can’t taste them.
“What do dreams taste like?“ - anonymous (via imperiallefty)
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Comforting thought: the trees of the forest will never betray me. They will shield me and protect me.
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I think I will write something if an introductory text here, since I am now starting to interact with people a little.
I tend to go by Aster or Asterisk on witchy sites. I guess that will have to do for a name.
I have been a devoted follower of Morpheus for 19 years. I have always been very solitary in my devotion to him. I used to be somewhat out about it as a teen and young adult, but I'm in the broom closet now. It feels weird to even mention it publicly in text. I'm in my mid-thirties now, by the way. A methuselah by Tumblr standards.
I guess I started as a Hellenist as a child, despite growing up in a (very abusive) Evangelical/fundie Christian “home.” (Great way to turn people on to your religion is being abusive to them with it. /sarcasm) I don't speak to my family or even live in the same country as them. They can rot (my parents anyway - no ill will to my poor younger siblings, who I also can't speak to, despite them being adults now - can you say survivor's guilt; fucking hell).
Anyway, I started out somewhere between lucid dreaming naturally and being enthusiastically into reading about mythology. Though I hadn't much to choose from, growing up in a small-ish town in the bible belt of the US. Thankfully, the library was a mile walk up my street, and as I was often horrifically neglected, I managed to walk there often.
Please excuse the sob story. That's just the way it is and part of how I came to be as I am. (Doesn't mean I think people ought not talk about this kind of thing. Please do. The stigma is awful and bottling up your feelings is poison. I guess I just don't like bringing people down and don't like being known for it.)
I tried out different areas of Paganism as a teen. The most accessible being Wicca, of course. It... wasn't for me. So I guess I just ended up back where I started, which was fine.
At some point as I got older (mid-late twenties), I tried being something of a militant atheist, but other than the fact that I grew to hate being an asshole, and hanging around other assholes (who were also often misogynists, interestingly), I never really stopped believing. I just didn't want to be like my parents. I didn't want to be crazy.
Eventually, I think I made peace with it by deciding it was okay to believe in some supernatural things, as long as I always knew that I don't know for sure, either way, and maybe that's okay. It technically makes me an agnostic Hellenist, and I guess that's fine. I know I don't know everything. No one does. This is just how I want to live my life, because it feels right for me. It always has. I don't want to deny any parts of myself any longer. It's not healthy or necessary.
However, I don't know if I can consider myself just a Hellenist any longer, because within the past few months, and more and more often, I have been dreaming of Loki, who seems determined to have me on as one of his followers. I've never even read much on Norse mythology or thought about him at all, but all of the sudden, there he is, and he will not be ignored (people who tie their balls to goats are generally not the kind of person who will be ignored).
So now I am trying to catch up on a huge amount of history and lore.
I get, now, why he came for me, and kind of wonder how I even managed to miss him for so long in the first place. I guess it just wasn't time yet, and now it is. Don't think I'm making a switch or anything. I don't think I will ever be disloyal to Morpheus. Probaby not in a thousand lifetimes would I ever leave him. I'm not sure exactly where this is going, but I needed someone to stoke the fire in me after so long, so I am grateful.
I guess I'm sharing this... mostly for me. If it helps people to see how a person might fluctuate throughout their life, that's good. If it helps to see another abuse survivor, I guess that's good too.
I could also mention being chronically ill (somewhat undetermined as of yet, but it is getting worse- healing is appreciated), pansexual, and identifying as agender (without gender). I prefer they/them pronouns.
I'm not very used to people anymore, and I guess I wasn't much, even when I tried to... people...? So if I come off as weird, it's because I am, and probably has nothing to do with you, so please don't take it personally. I am generally well-meaning. I just don't live on this plane of existence very often.
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