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womb tattoo on forehead because mind pregnate with ideas

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Cerberus, fearsome guard dog

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cicero if he was 4 inches tall and you could grisp him in your hand

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she’s called dido because she DIES

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reading helen and menelaus’ reunion in euripides’ helen fills me simultaneously with a great appreciation of euripides’ writing (+ the translator’s choices) and a mid-size swell of aromantic repulsion

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was feeling a bit insane about hector so i wrote a poem about him using only words and phrases from some articles. this poem has eaten the wikipedia page on hector, the wikipedia page on horse training, and how to break a horse (with pictures)

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you’re laughing. my tongue is numb and delicate flames are running through my limbs and my ears are ringing with a sound of their own and my two eyes are covered by night and he’s sitting across from you and gazing at you and hearing you again and again, and you’re laughing.

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odysseus has a tumblr blog titled welcome to my polytropos mind send post

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without enslaved people there is no iliad, no odyssey, no greek tragedy. if you took enslaved characters out of the stories, they would fall apart at the seams. that means they are are worth considering, as individuals and as enslaved, and likewise, the higher class characters as enslavers.

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Getting a bumper sticker that says “I was force-femmed by dionysus”

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pentheus wanting to send heavily armored infantry, cavalry, and archers to deal with the bacchae feels akin to the australian military’s war against emus

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i'm sure i've talked about this before but i so love the moment when priam is talking to hermes in disguise and refers to hector as ἐμὸς πάϊς, εἴ ποτ᾽ ἔην γε, "my son, if ever he was." "my son, if he ever really existed." "my son, if any of this was ever real."

there are so many moments in the iliad where people talk about how their deeds will be memorialized as the subject of song for generations, for better or for worse, but priam almost questions the whole thing, questions his own historicity. this thing that's supposed to make it all meaningful, this thing that men trade their lives for and that women grieve so deeply, being remembered in epic-- what if it's all a fiction? (and it is!!!) priam turns to the audience in that same way that achilles and helen and hector do but instead of making tragic noble eye contact and asking us to bear witness he winks.

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” Am I not right to weep? O my children, cursed children of a hateful mother - ”

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hi so the medea slaps supremely

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there’s so many of them and they’re all adverbs or conjunctions

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The City of Troy from the Sea by François-Louis Schmied

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imagine being apollo and beefing with a baby (ba dum tss)

love how almost immediately after hermes is born he commits both a theft and a murder. good for him