#ancient myths

[littlepplofthemoon]

‘Circe Invidiosa’ 1892

John William Waterhouse

[mitskicoded]

art work by annie stegg gerard

[hecatesdelights]

Lamia.

Hera murdered her children by Zeus. Cursed, and driven mad by her loss, she became a vengeful half-snake daemon who devoured children, although in later tales she seduced men and drank their blood, a possible early vampire type in mythology.

[creature-wizard]

Never fails to boggle the mind just how much ancient alien theorists will just straight-up lie about what ancient myths and legends say.

[999lcf]

romanoimpero.com: CULTO DI PHANES

Greek, also called Protogonos ("the first born") and Erikepaios ("giver of life"), was a primordial deity of procreation and the origin of life in the Orphic cosmogony, a religious movement that arose in Greece around the 6th century. B.C. around the figure of Orpheus. In the Italic tradition Phanes was instead linked to the original Roman Saturn.

Emerged at the dawn of the universe from the cosmic egg laid by Chronos (Time) and Ananke (Destiny, or Fatum italico, against nothing even the Gods can do nothing), as the first and only principle, it was hermaphroditic and from it all was generated

[talefoundryshow]

Not death itself but closely linked to it, psychopomps serve as shepherds, judges, rulers, and even comforters of the souls of the newly dead.

[rinfarts]

Pygmalion (Orube) and Galatea (Cedric)

1) What would a portrait/sculpture of your character look like? 2) You are in the image of a mythological character (you can add several characters for the plot)

I answer on behalf of Cedric in "ASK W.I.T.C.H". I'll try to show you the answers with him. English is not my native language, so there may be mistakes. Please be understanding.

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the myth of Pygmalion and Galatea

The talented sculptor could not find love among real people in any way. But in his head lived the image of the ideal woman for him.

The man worked day and night, carving it out of stone. She turned out exactly as he saw her. So beautiful, as if she's about to come to life.

But the stone cannot come to life by itself. Therefore, the sculptor turned to Aphrodite, the goddess of love. She felt that the man was guided by a sincere feeling. Therefore, she responded to the call. When Pygmalion returned from the temple, the statue came to life, becoming his beloved Galatea.

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(next comes the explanation of the idea, it contains spoilers for the comic)

Orube was grieving over Cedric's death. And with all her heart she wanted to bring him back to the world of the living. I don't know why, when I first saw the question about the statue, this image immediately appeared in my head. Who knows, maybe the magic of the Meridian or the Basiliade allows you to animate statues. I think Orube would definitely try. I want to believe that this story would have a happy ending.

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For the first time I draw a comic's Cedric. For the first time I draw Orube. And in general, I'm trying a new approach to drawing for myself. I hope you enjoy it.

[saturnisscreaming]

Would Sisyphus suffer if he got a new hill? There can be comfort or struggle in monotony

Would the lack of a familiar landscape increase his struggle to make it up the hill? Or would it be a subtle comfort to have soft change in an unchanging goal

[val-the-aoidos]

You know, growing up watching the top tier Disney Movie “Hercules” was an amazing experience, but not the best way to approach greek mythology for the first time.

And it’s not because that is not the REAL story of Hercules and Megara, which is actually heartbreaking and I might explain it to you one day.

But maturing and studying ACTUAL mythology is just like studying history at school: you get struck by that sad, mindblowing, disappointing but still weirdly predictable thought that There was never a good, righteous guy in history. Ever.

(Except Jesus. I’m not a very religious person but his story sometimes reminds me of what “good” is supposed to be like)

I was actually heartbroken when I came to the conclusion for the first time. And it might seem stupid, but if you’re like me you immediately start to wonder if all the love and the good in the world was true… or if that was all a lie.

People are actually good? Or is it all just a lie?

I like to think that good is still hidden somwhere. Maybe I’ll need a group of sassy muses to narrate my life singing gospel to be fully convinced.

And I’m not sure that will be the live action Hercules.

At least, Disney Hercules got a happy ending. I don’t know many greek heroes that got an actual happy ending.

Except for Admetus.

But we don’t talk about Admetus.

Not today.

[peony-flowerking7]

Oc deities and primordial beings

I don't talk about my other stuff like, actual original stories I have I usually use this account to tell about Lmk stiff since I'm hype on the train because I have a deep affection for Journey to the West. But anyhow. I actually want to talk about this if you guys don't mind. I love rambling.

The first one is call Duna he is everything and he is nothing. He is the primordial universe, a storyteller who gets bored if nothing interesting happens so they create variety of ancient deities that tell stories. But ancient deities is more of a metaphor for artists, creators, musicians, poets all that fun and artistic stuff.

Duna created Paeonia, a creator deity that loves nothing more than to make life itself. It considered the youngest deities out of all, until Duna gets bored again. Paeonia created Pandemonium a strange blob that has a nasty case of taking people faces and being a little shit. Basically a cat. It not a god it a entity, a being that is basically thoughts and chaos which is not a good combination. It an entity of unforseen knowledge someone who knows the secrets of everything while also hoarding them.

Paeonia and Pandemonium are basically friends though even after the face stealing bit. Then there Nox the entity of the skies, darkness and threads, it basically a entity that can mess your life up with just one pull of it cloak. It was supposed to be a ruler of the sun and moon with the stars as well but Pandemonium likes to do a bit of shuffling things around and makes them to control the destiny of anything living aside from themselves. It also because Pandemonium took Nox face and crafted a robe to cover the naked skies and apologized later on. So they are in neutral terms.

Pandemonium and Nox are mostly talk about because they are not the ones hiding themselves from the public eye, that Paeonia. Paeonia created humanity, gods and living beings, they are the pinicle of creations. They keep to themselves and avoid being spotted and written on by normal beings, unless your a entity, god or a child of a god you will know of Paeonia existence. But other than that Paeonia has a way of hiding itself and just creates and creates, not wishing to be acknowledge by even the human eye.

I got more of these types of characters, like always OSP always inspires me. They have great content and very educational and they say I don't know anything heh.. we'll see about that. Oh and one more thing is last year stuff so you can see it old stuff. I want to put more oc from my stories here but maybe in another time.

[dungeons-and-dictions]

You know what books I want to see more of?

Cozy modern fantasies

Trilogies where we don’t have the same protagonist for all 3 books.

New retellings of the oldest myths. Back to Neolithic times and the Proto-Indo-European pantheons!

Stories of a young child coming into their own - as told from their mentor’s eyes. The mentor is decaying in some form and knows they probably won’t last as long as they should/want, as part of the child’s growing up process.

Stories where a necromancer protagonist at least ends up good. Maybe they were always good even while handling necromancy. Maybe they come from a long line of villainous necromancers and wanted to break that chain.

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

Al-Razi: Islam’s Favorite Heretic

Many centuries ago, in the heart of one of Islam’s great empires, there lived a man who openly questioned the foundations of the Islamic faith. He outraged religious thinkers of his time, he mocked sacred scriptures, rejected religious authority, even denied the prophethood of Muhammad himself.

If he were alive today, he would be condemned as a heretic, maybe even an apostate. He would risk professional ruin, social dishonor and exile, even mob violence. In some countries, his views would lend him a sentence of death.

And yet, in his time, this man lived a long and happy life, greatly respected. What’s more, today he is celebrated all over the Muslim world, his heresies forgotten.

This is the secret history of Abu Bakr Al-Razi - the Physician.

Al-Razi was born in the 9th century, in the city of Rayy, located in what is now Iran. A curious and analytical thinker, al-Razi’s exceptional medical talents quickly won him respect and renown.

He was the first to distinguish between smallpox and measles; and the first to write a medical manual for the home. A practitioner and a teacher, his lectures attracted scores of eager learners.

And he wrote mountains of books -- over 200 -- including the 23-volume Comprehensive Book of Medicine which was studied around the world for centuries, and what was perhaps the very first book on Pediatrics.

A superb and innovative clinician, Razi reasoned into practices that would become standard today, like keeping detailed documentation of characteristics and treatment of hospital patients (a form of today’s case records), and using a control group in an experiment.

Razi also had an intuitive understanding of the role of hygiene and the environment in health. It is said that when it came time to build a new hospital in Baghdad, Razi was asked to choose the location. He had fresh meat hung throughout the city. A few days later, Razi returned to check each location, and decided that the hospital should be placed where the meat had putrefied the least.

Confident in his skills, Razi wasn’t afraid to provoke.

He authored a critique of Greek masters such as Galen at a time where orthodoxy was the rule and such authorities were to be studied with submissive reverence, not challenged.

But al-Razi was not a believer in the untouchability of “authorities” - he was instead, a believer in human reason. Thus, to Razi even giants like Galen could -- and in fact should -- be questioned.

“It grieves me to oppose and criticize the man Galen from whose sea of knowledge I have drawn much,” said Razi. “Indeed, he is the Master and I am the disciple. Although this reverence and appreciation will and should not prevent me from doubting, as I did, what is erroneous in his theories. and if he were alive, he would have congratulated me on what I am doing. I say this because Galen's aim was to seek and find the truth and bring light out of darkness.”

So it’s no surprise Razi found himself frustrated with those who blindly accepted dogma in other realms, especially faith. Fortunately for Razi, in the ninth century, “Islam” as we know it today was still being actively formed.

Only two centuries after the death of the Prophet, it was a time when the hadith -- the source of much of Islamic doctrine -- were still being gathered and recorded.

The Islamic world was humming with change: philosophers clashed with theologians while factions argued over the particulars of religious edicts which would later become unquestionable orthodoxy. Still, there were limitations to these debates - the “fundamentals” of the faith were not to be questioned, which irked al-Razi.

“The followers of revealed religions … reject rational speculation and inquiry about the fundamental doctrines of religion. They restrict and forbid it,” said he. “If these people are asked about the proof of the soundness of their religion, they flare up, get angry and spill the blood of whoever confronts them with this question,” said Razi

Razi may have been protected from the worst of this violence by his great accomplishments and stature, as certainly he himself held views on Islam that were deeply heretical.

For one, he denied the divine nature of the Qur’an, which he called “a work which recounts ancient myths, and which at the same time is full of contradictions and does not contain any useful information or explanation.”

If that wasn’t heretical enough, Razi went so far as to reject the bedrock doctrine of Islam, the “shahada” -- a declaration of faith required in Islam, which states that there is no god but Allah, and Muhammad is his messenger.

To Razi, God may exist, but Muhammad was not God’s prophet - in fact, he considered all prophets nothing but cheap tricksters and frauds, like street performers or magicians.

Razi believed in his own version of God, one who could be found through reason rather than revelation. To theologians, these beliefs were heinous and horrific, prompting furious rebuttals. Curiously, these rebuttals are the only remaining sources we have of his most sacrilegious views.

While many of Razi’s medical writings are accessible to us, his most directly heretical writings have long vanished. Over the centuries, the loss of this work allowed the religious to claim the physician for themselves. His heresies buried under the sands of time, Razi is today considered among the greatest thinkers in Islam.

In modern day Iran, where freethinkers can be sentenced to death for insulting the prophet, Razi’s birthday is even honored as a professional holiday.

If he was alive today, Razi, who fiercely valued his ability to think freely, who despised deference to authorities in matters of reason and faith, would have been persecuted by the very same people who revere his life and many achievements. … Almost certainly, his insults to the Prophet and the Qur’an would mean the end of his life ...and all his brilliance and potential with it.

[winters-spells]

BABA JAGA 🖤

[wttpantheon]

Zeus, king of the gods ⚡️⚡️⚡️🇬🇷

[ninjasofl0v3]

oznikos headcanons please !!!!!! 😚😚😚😚

🦋 content! : teacher / student. age gap. overstimulation. d/s dynamics. orgasm control.

ozpin calling pyrrha into his office when she first starts at beacon just to let her know that his office is always open when she needs it as he understands the pressure on her: pyrrha having a sexual dream of him that night & waking up with her panties soaking wet & feeling so guilty & horny.

this goes on for the rest of the week before she gives in & finally makes herself cum, biting her lip so she doesn't moan out ozpin's name ♡

it's only after pyrrha's brought into the inner circle for the maiden powers that something physically changes between them: ozpin confessing that there had been something with amber & with pyrrha, he feels those feelings again. it ends up with ozpin eating her out while she's spread out on his desk, a whining needy little mess that ends up squirting on his face.

they end up like that often ♡ pyrrha ends up coming to ozpin's office often under the guise of "maiden stuff" when really she needs that release again, unable to think, finding herself a distracted mess. ozpin only hushes her & says that this is what he's here for. he has pyrrha spread out for hours, sucking on her clit & licking her pussy, fingers deep inside her needy hole to draw out orgasm after orgasm til she's a boneless, trembling girl. only able to gasp out his name.

sometimes they'll sit together in the office, ozpin at his desk in his chair while pyrrha's on his lap: cockwarming him with her head resting on his shoulder. she'll often times fall asleep like that, only woken up by ozpin rocking up into her, fucking her open with his cock gentle but desperate.

soft daddy dom x "i can only be baby girl with you" vibes

pyrrha wearing a day collar under her uniform, knowing that whenever she shifts she can feel it & feel that throb of desire through her entire body. ozpin has the key to the lock, kept in his top draw.

ozpin overstimming pyrrha with his magic ♡ denying her orgasm until she begs so sweetly, a few tears slipping down her cheeks & she looks so beautiful that he has to reward her with orgasm after orgasm until all pyrrha can do is whine & moan. her cunt leaking on his desk or his chair or his bed.

[talefoundryshow]

“Why?” is a question as old as humanity, and stories to help explain the “why”s behind seemingly unexplainable phenomena have existed for just as long. If you know where to look, the echoes of mythical etiology are still with us today.