#cradleland

[searchie]

could we Also have some info on them cradlelands residents :]

I could just write a bunch of details here but I think the doc I made for them for the Triple Threat OCT will say a lot more than I could here.

[harmlesscigarette]

Forgive me, love with my arms wrapped around you, the boils on my thighs grating against open sores aflame on your groin before sickness takes me into the dark, let me have you, one last time, let me taste your plague

"Absolved," Sara Tantlinger

[berceusespalace]

Y'know, i've been observing this for quite a bit, and those three rebel folks and your Cradlelands residents look a liiittle too similar. Care to elaborate, friend? Or is it just me?

You should get the eyesight checked... it is obvious, they are nothing alike! The similarities... they are not there! None! None at all! Unrelated! Unrelated! 1984! Na da! The non existent!

[whocookedthelastsupper]

“The power and centrality of the first woman-God is one of the best-kept secrets of history. We think today of a number of goddesses, all with different names—Isis, Juno, Demeter —and have forgotten what, 5,000 years ago, every schoolgirl knew; no matter what name or guise she took, there was only one God and her name was woman.

The Roman lawyer Lucius Apuleius was skillfully recycling the whole compendium of contemporary clichés in his portrait of "the Goddess" as she spoke to him in a vision:

I am nature, the universal mother, mistress of all the elements, primordial child of time, sovereign of all things spiritual, queen of the dead... Though I am worshipped in many aspects, known by countless names, propitiated with all manner of different rites, yet the whole round earth venerates me.

Later ages dismissed accounts of Goddess-worship as "myths" or “cults." But since Sir Arthur Evans, discoverer of the lost Minoan civilization at the turn of this century, stated that all the innumerable goddess-figures he had discovered represented "the same Great Mother... whose worship under various names and titles extended over a large part of Asia Minor and the regions beyond," modern scholarship has accepted that "the Great Goddess, the 'Original Mother without a Spouse’, was in full control of all the mythologies" as "a worldwide fact."

Nor was this an isolated or temporary phenomenon. Commentators stress the prominence and prevalence of the Great Mother Goddess as an essential element from the dawn of human life. From its emergence in the cradleland of the steppes of southern Russia her worship ranged geographically throughout the Mediterranean, the Indus Valley, and Asia as far as China, to Africa and Australia. Historically the span is even more startling:

25,000-15,000 B.C.—with the so-called "Venus figurines" of stone and ivory in Europe, of Nile mud in Egypt, "the Great Mother... bursts on the world of men in overwhelming wholeness and perfection."

12,000-9000 B.C.—in Dolni Vestonie, iechoslovakia, and Shanidar, Iraq, ceremonial burials of bodies coated in red ocher, commonly associated with Goddess worship.

7000 B.C.—in Jericho, the first shrines to the Mother Goddess.

6000 B.C.—the village settlement of Catal Huytik in Turkey, a site of only thirty-two acres, contains no less than forty shrines to the Goddess, in three incarnations as maiden, mother and crone.

5000 B.C.—a statuette from Hacilar in Turkey shows the Goddess in the act of making love.

4000 B.C. —the first written language appears on the temple of the Goddess under her title of Queen of Heaven at Erech (modern Urak) in Sumeria.

3000 B.C.—she now appears everywhere in the known world, in statues, shrines and written records.

200 B.C.—tribal Celts send their own priests of the Goddess to the great sacred festival of Cybele in Anatolia.

A.D. 200— at Tralles, in western Anatolia, a woman called Aurelia Aemiliana erects a carving at the temple of the Goddess, recording that she has duly performed her sexual service (sacred intercourse in honor of the Goddess) as her mother and all her female ancestors have done before her.

A.D. 500— Christian emperors forcibly suppress the worship of the Goddess and close down the last of her temples.

As this shows, the sacred status of womanhood lasted for at least 25,000 years— some commentators would push it back further still, to 40,000 or even 50,000. In fact there was never a time at this stage of human history when woman was not special and magical.

As the struggle for survival eased by degrees into the far harder struggle for meaning, woman became both focus and vehicle of the first symbolic thought. The French archaeologist Leroi-Gourhan solved a riddle of the early cave paintings that had defeated anthropologists of more puritanical cultures when he revealed that the recurrent and puzzling "double-eye" figure was a symbol of the vulva. Similarly in a remarkable sculpted frieze of animal and human figures at Angles-sur-l'Anglin, the female forms are represented by pure abstract triangles of women's bodies, with the sexual triangle prominently emphasized.

How did woman assume from the first this special status? One source of it was undoubtedly her moon-linked menstruation and the mystery of her nonfatal yet incurable emission of blood. Another was her close and unique relation to nature, for as gathering gave way to planned horticulture, women consolidated their central importance as the principal food producers. But the real key lies where the exaggerated breasts and belly of the earliest images of woman direct us to look, in the miracle of birth. Before the process of reproduction was understood, babies were simply born to women. No connection was made with intercourse (to this day Australian Aboriginals believe that spirit children dwell in pools and trees, and enter any woman at random when they wish to be born). Men, so it seemed, therefore had no part in the chain of generation. Only women could produce new life, and they were revered accordingly: all the power of nature, and over nature, was theirs.”

-Rosalind Miles; Who Cooked the Last Supper? The Women’s History of the World

[scifiandscary]

Cradleland of Parasites by Sara Tantlinger #PoetryReview

"Cradleland of Parasites weaves its dark and beautiful words throughout history up to present day and it's mesmerizing." Cradleland of Parasites by Sara Tantlinger #PoetryReview #HorrorPoetry #DarkPoetry

Bram Stoker Award-winner Sara Tantlinger delivers her CRADLELAND OF PARASITES, a harrowing and darkly gorgeous collection of poetry chronicling the death and devastation of one of history’s greatest horrors: The Black Plague. Title: Cradleland of Parasites | Author: Sara Tantlinger | Publisher: Strangehouse Books | Pub. Date: October 31st, 2020 | Pages: 111 | ISBN13: 9781946335364 | Genre:…

[attollogame]

what are some of your favorite books?

Ohhh ok

The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Goethe's Faust

The Devil: Perceptions of Evil from Antiquity to Primitive Christianity by Jeffrey Burton Russel

The Valancourt book of World Horror Stories (Volume 1)

Evil In Modern Thought by Susan Neiman

Idols of Perversity: Fantasies of Feminine Evil in Fin-De-Siecle Culture by Bram Dukstra

Cradleland of Parasites by Sara Tantlinger

Sweet Violence: The Idea of the Tragic by Terry Eagleton

Dantes Inferno

Paradise Lost

Any book to do with mythology. I especially love list books, which list various mythological creatures/deities from cultures around the world. Something about those lists, man.

Morte d'Arthur by Alfred Tennyson

Necronomicon

I'm sure there are others but this is like... top of my head rn

[uniqueartisanconnoisseur]

Memorial Day kindness touches hearts -Picture by Bobbie Meidel

Memorial Day kindness touches hearts -Picture by Bobbie Meidel

Memorial Day is a day for remembering those who served, and those we love.

This past Memorial Weekend, a friend Bobbie Meidel went to visit a relative’s grave at Cradle Land in Calvary Cemetary in Springfield, Illinois. When she arrived, she saw 75 windmills and about 50 little flags decorating almost every small grave.  She didn’t know who did this kind act, but she said, “It was a heart warming…

[philmax2018]

'Golden Man' from Kazakhstan on view in Seoul

Kazakhstan, a Central Asian country and former Soviet republic, is less known in Korea, but is a vast country full of rich cultural heritage on the territory over 26 times larger than South Korea. “Kazakhstan - the Cradleland of the 'Golden Man,'” a special exhibition at the National Museum of Korea (NMK), dedicated to the near yet far Central Asian country in collaboration with the National Museum of the Republic of Kazakhstan. from The Korea Times News https://ift.tt/2SdWdyK via IFTTTDiigo Blogger Tumblr Evernote

[thecultrevived]

A new poem Cradleland is now published in Gull 2.

http://www.gullzine.com/

[searchie]

did you all know i do octs

anyways heres an oct round ft the cradlelanders, berceuse, and the arcane vanguard (by arkeis)

[harmlesscigarette]

You will burn with the villagers fine wedding gown forgotten for all skeletons look the same when remains become rotten

"Princess Joan," Sara Tantlinger

[berceusespalace]

who the fuck is Erco III

Aah, Erco III... She is one of my favorite subjects... a baker who lives in the Cradlelands. That is the isolated place, though... and so you are not allowed to visit her.... I want not her mind to be polluted by the modernity...

[harmlesscigarette]

I cross boundaries, continents will not contain me -- when I contaminate your present obliterate your future

"Origin," Sara Tantlinger

[berceusespalace]

are there any criteria that would make a person eligible to being yeeted into the cradlelands or you just randomly decide "yea this one"

The Cradlelands were made for the people in them... not the other way around...

[berceusespalace]

why is it called the cradlelands, anyway? are they your children or something

My children...? No, not quite... I wi - *she shakes her head* Regardless, regardless. The Cradlelands, it is called that because it is a Cradle for those subjects. It is a paradise, safe from the complexities of the politics and the such, isolated from the rest of the world.

Nobody would ever want to leave such a place. So why did... Well, that is all.