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uncleclaudius · 5 months

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This mosaic retrieved from Lake Nemi had once decorated a floor of one of Caligula's pleasure barges.

#ancient rome #nemi ships #lake nemi #caligula #emperor caligula #emperor gaius #mosaic #ancient art #ancient history #roman empire #ancient culture #ancient civilizations

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illustratus · 6 months

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A View of Lake Nemi in the Alban Hills near Rome by Louis Gurlitt

#louis gurlitt #art #lake nemi #alban hills #rome #landscape #italy #europe #european #lake #romantic #romanticism #nature #picturesque

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blueiskewl · 10 months

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Ancient Marble Bust Found at the Bottom of an Italian Lake

Experts suggest the sculpture lived on one of two ornate ships Emperor Caligula commissioned in the 1st century C.E.

An ancient marble bust has been found at the bottom of Italy’s Lake Nemi. Archeologists suggest the object may have once lived on a ship built by the Roman Emperor Caligula two millennia ago.

The stone head was discovered during a routine dredging of the volcanic lake overseen by the Municipal Civil Protection of Nemi, and has since been handed over to experts for analysis.

The city has yet to confirm details about the sculpture, including its age, but you can’t blame outsiders for speculating on its historical significance.

Located just south of Rome, Lake Nemi is one of the world’s great underwater archeological sites. It was there that, in the 1st century C.E., two ornate ships commissioned by Caligula sunk, filling the lakebed with timbers, tarred wool, marbles, and mosaics, among other trappings.

For generations, locals had known of the sunken ships’ existence, but it wasn’t until the late 1920s and ‘30s, when Benito Mussolini ordered the lakes to be drained, that they were removed. The director had the remains of the vessels placed in a museum, but the site burned down during a World War II bombing raid.

Artifacts from the vessels have been continually recovered from the body of water since. One such piece, a mosaic designed for a dance floor, was returned to Italy in 2021 after being used as a coffee table in a New York City apartment for 45 years.

Like many details of Caligula’s reign, the exact purpose of the two ships is unknown. Some believe they held religious significance, as Lake Nemi was once considered sacred. Both were elaborate, but one is thought to have been truly opulent, a floating palace replete with silk sails, fountains, and bathrooms with plumbing.

Whether the recently discovered marble bust was one of the decorations on this ship is not yet known.

The mayor of Nemi, Alberto Bertucci, told Italy’s Dire news agency that he “hopes that this discovery will shed new light on the history of Caligula and his legacy, allowing the secrets hidden in the depths of Lake Nemi to be revealed again.”

#Emperor Caligula #Ancient Marble Bust Found at the Bottom of an Italian Lake #lake nemi #nemi ships #marble #marble bust #roman bust #ancient artifacts #archeology #archeolgst #history #history news #ancient history #ancient culture #ancient civilizations #roman history #roman empire #roman art

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postcard-from-the-past · 2 months

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Roman shipwreck recovered from Lake Nemi, Lazio region of Italy

Italian vintage postcard

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venustapolis · 3 months

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Lake Nemi (George Inness, 1872)

#art #painting #George Inness

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barbapress · 2 years

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Lago di Nemi. Vista da… occhio al “luogo”: consigliato 🍽 👀 After #sunset 🌅 • • • #genzano #nemi #lagodinemi #lago #lake #weekend #weekendvibes #nature #tramonto #buonaserata #sunsetlover #sunsetlovers #sky #skyporn #photo #photography #photooftheday #picoftheday #skyline #sera #evening #italy #italia #nofilter #myview #pointofview #mylife #me #sunsetphotography (presso Ristorante Da Palozzetto) https://www.instagram.com/p/CetzUuJLoAo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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ancientcharm · 1 month

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Part of the surviving bronze artifacts from Emperor Caligula's ships, recovered from the bottom of Lake Nemi in 1929.

Photo: Leif Andrésen

#archaeology #roman art #roman empire

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peachdues · 8 months

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PHANTASMAGORIA: THE CUT SCENES

Now that Phantasmagoria: Part III has been out for a few days, I thought I would share some of the cut scenes, as well as some of the deviations from the original draft/outline of Phantasmagoria as a whole for anyone who is interested or wants to see a bit into my writing progress!

Spoiler: if you thought the final version couldn't get any angstier, you would be incorrect lol. Everything is under the cut! NSFW warning, light TW.

CUT SCENES -- NOT INCLUDED IN FINAL DRAFT BUT WRITTEN

Part III opened post-kitchen hate-fuck from Sanemi's POV where he broke down in his room. Flashback montage of Y/N and Sanemi throughout the years, happy, smiling, and the best of friends. Scenes included Sanemi piggy-backing Y/N when they were small children, a scene when they were teens and she fell asleep with her head on his shoulder, etc. Cut back to present and he thinks about how far they've fallen.

Sanemi flashback to the night he and Y/N reunited at the club; Sanemi tries not to think about how much it stings that Y/N hugged Kyo but barely greeted him. Hearing "Sanemi," and not "Nemi," stung a lot more than he thought it would. Reminisces about how he always used to pretend to be annoyed by her hugs, but he secretly coveted them and would always try to find ways to prolong them.

More of Sanemi's thoughts/feelings after he and Y/N started sleeping together + his panic at the idea that she might also die and he will have lost yet another person he loves

Sanemi's inner monologe where he decides he will be whatever she wants him to be (after they dance in Part I) -- even if that means he's nothing more to her than a warm body to fuck (callback to Part 2 when she tells him that's how he sees her)

Longer fight between Y/N and Sanemi over the first night issue

During the makeup/makeout in Part III, Y/N and Sanemi 69 and try to see who can get the other to finish first. Sanemi wins.

Convo snippet: "You don't know me," "Yes, I do. I might be the only person who really does; who sees every part of you."

ORIGINAL DRAFT -- SCENES IN FINAL VERSION CHANGED

Sanemi originally found out that Y/N's mom was sick before she died and would go visit her to keep her company

Mitsuri, not Shinobu, OD'ed -- Mitsuri and Obanai didn't end up together so she went on a bender during the lake weekend

The Douma scene was a lot more explicit (form Y/N's POV) and a lot worse. Douma had her naked and he was taking photos to send around while she cried. Sanemi, not Akaza, was the one to find them, and he beats Douma so bad he almost kills him. Y/N struggles between wanting to cling to Sanemi for comfort as he carries her out of there, and wanting to keep herself distanced because she swore she would not let him in. Scene was inspired by Ptolemea by Ethel Cain (song was later used to inspire the scene where she has a panic attack while Sanemi brings up her mother)

After the main confrontation between the two in the kitchen, Y/N was going to blow Sanemi right then and there (instead of them taking time to think/process)

#demon slayer #sanemi shinazugawa #kny x reader #kny fanfic #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny sanemi #sanemi x reader #Sanemi smut #kny smut #demon slayer smut

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ltwilliammowett · 1 year

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An anchor from one of the two large ancient ships built by Emperor Caligula during his reign (37-41 AD) in honour of the goddess Diana. They were recovered in 1929 and 1932 from Lake Nemi, the crater lake of an extinct volcano, 27 km southeast of Rome. In 1944 they were destroyed by fire.

This one was was found in the early 1930s. And the photo shows the anchor after salvage.

#naval artifacts #wooden anchor #nemi ships #ancient seafaring

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chiharuhashibira · 8 months

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Part 6 is here!

I was originally planning to make this the epilogue of 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮, but, I love you my baby readers soooooo, Imma extend the fic! ^^

So stay tuned as I am really excited to unveil more chappies with you~

A massive, massive thank you once again to @skeleton-the-gangser for requesting the story!

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𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚅𝙸

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive

(Image is not mine, credits to the rightful owner)

You woke up with your limbs tangled with Sanemi. The man was still deeply asleep beside you, and you didn't want to wake him up. Sleeping, Sanemi looked so innocent. All you wanted to do there was look at him and take in this one-of-a-kind sight.

You caressed his scars as you always wondered where they had gotten them. Your touch seemed to wake him up, so you stopped, but it was too late; Sanemi was already blinking, wondering where he was.

You smiled at him and planted a small kiss on his lip. "Good morning, Sanemi." The math teacher seemed to realise what had happened last night, and so he pulled you into a warm embrace and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

Beneath the blankets, both of you were still naked, bearing the remnants of last night's making love.

"Nemi baby... I always wonder, why do you have these scars?"

You asked, caressing the huge scar on his chest while kissing the ones on his face. Sanemi was astounded by your question, but he had told himself a million times before that this might happen. So...

"It's from a car accident that happened when I was just 13 and Genya was eight. The one where we lost our mother and father."

"Oh... sorry for asking about that, Sanemi."

"No, it's okay. So, I tried protecting my siblings but failed, as even if I tried to, Genya still got those major scars and trauma."

You embraced Sanemi, trying to comfort him from the ghost of his past. Both of you lost loved ones in a car accident, and you can imagine how painful it is for Sanemi, especially whenever he sees his younger brother, whom he says he failed to protect.

"I'm okay, baby; no need to comfort me. How about you? What happened before?"

"Oh... I was ten when our car fell into the lake. I told myself before that I didn't deserve to live because my family was gone. But then, Tsutako-sama and Tomioka-san came into my life."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's alright, love. If my family is here, they'll want me to be happy. And I'm happy with you."

Sanemi smiled at what you said. He felt happy to hear that you were happy with him. So with that, Sanemi kissed you once again, which led to another passionate uniting of your bodies and souls.

You watched as Obanai stared at Sanemi, his friend, with concern in his eyes.

"Hey, I saw you earlier. You gave coffee to that weirdo, Tomioka. Don't tell me—"

"Eh, the man's actually nice. Try to talk with him some time." Sanemi said, patting the shoulder of his friend. Your boyfriend noticed that you were watching them, so he turned to you and gave you a wink.

It has been a few weeks since the incident with Tomioka at your house. Sanemi and your friend still haven't been that close, but they're casual now. Tomioka sometimes gives Sanemi ohagi, and on the other hand, the math teacher gives him coffee whenever he's worked up. It was too nice to see two of the most important men in your life in peace.

Suddenly, you felt a hand drape over your shoulder, and when you turned to see who it was, you were met with glistening fuchsia eyes.

"Uzui-san..."

"Told you! Just call me Tengen, remember?"

You nodded and gave him a smile. "Fine, Tengen-san."

"Eh? Drop the honorifics~" He added, letting go of you as he sat in Tomioka's seat.

You didn't answer the man, as you're quite confused with him. A part of you is wondering, why is he here now? Usually, this man is locked up in his art room. But then you just shrugged off the thought and started to look back at the test papers that were left on your table.

Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder, and when you looked up, it was Sanemi, who was staring at Tengen intensely. "Oh, what brought you here?"

"Eh? I'm still a teacher here, Shinazugawa-san."

"I know, man. I mean, you're always locked up in your cave up there."

Tengen draped his hand on your shoulder, and that instantly made a nerve pop out of Sanemi's forehead. But then your partner made an effort to calm down. He's aware that Tengen still doesn't know that you're off-limits, as you're already his girlfriend.

"Just wanted to see you all! Especially, Y/N-san." You were astounded at what Tengen said. Yes, you were close with him before even getting close with Sanemi, as he seems to be a cool guy.

A groan escaped from Sanemi's lips as he swatted off Tengen's hand over your shoulder. "Oi, don't pester Y/N-sensei. She's busy. Just come with us. Obanai and I will head out... Right Obanai?"

"Oh, are we?" Obanai asked, blinking in confusion.

"Yes! So let's go and enjoy the lunch!"

With those words, Tengen wasn't able to say goodbye properly. Sanemi quickly yanked the art teacher away from you, dragging the bewildered Obanai along with him.

Classes ended quickly after that moment. You decided to stay at school for another hour to finish some stuff, though. You haven't been able to talk to Sanemi, as he seemed too busy with his students. So now you're walking alone along the hallway when you overhear some students talking.

"Shinazugawa-sensei and Kocho-sensei look so cute together!"

"I know right! I heard that they were a couple before when they were still studying here."

"For real?!"

"Yep! I hope they will still go back together."

You felt a pang of pain in your chest as you listened to what these children were talking about. It's not their fault; they don't know that you're with Sanemi now. It's just uncomfortable to hear. But of course, you want to separate work from your personal life, so you stopped yourself from interrupting their conversation.

A frown was plastered on your beautiful face as you walked along the hallway. You weren't concentrating on where you were going, so you bumped into someone, which made you almost stumble.

"Oh sorry!"

"No, I'm sorry. Are you okay, babe?"

"Sanemi?" You looked up and were surprised to finally see your boyfriend. You almost wanted to just hug him and find comfort in his touch because of what you just heard.

"Are you okay, babe?"

"Sanemi, can we talk?" You asked with your tears almost spilling out. Kanae's past relationship with Sanemi is still a sensitive matter, as you still feel insecure. No one can actually blame you because insecurity is a hard thing to resolve.

Sanemi immediately nodded and pulled you towards his classroom, not caring if any teachers or students saw him holding your hand. All he wanted to do now was find out what had upset you.

He closed the door behind him and pulled you into the corner of the room, where you'd not easily be seen. Sanemi lifted your head with his index finger and caressed your cheek. His pale purple eyes are focused on yours.

"Baby what happened?"

"Sanemi, do you really love me?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

Sanemi placed a soft kiss on your forehead and held your hand tight. You felt as if the pain in your chest had subsided a bit in the math teacher's presence.

"I... I heard the students earlier..."

"What did those punks say?"

"They said that you and Kanae look good together."

"THOSE PUNKS. I'M GONNA—"

"Sanemi, do you love me?"

"Of course! Don't listen to those little demons." Sanemi kissed your hand, comforting you. "You're my girlfriend now, and all that matters is that. Don't let others comments ruin your day."

You nodded, finally giving a smile to your loving boyfriend. "I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too."

"Nii-chan, are you... Oh, hi Y/N-sensei!"

Sanemi closed his eyes, irritated with the sudden interruption of his younger brother. But still, he stood up and went to Genya anyways, leaving you to watch them converse.

"Oh, um, Y/N-sensei, I need to stay for a couple more hours. The math club needs me. Let's just continue our discussion tomorrow."

Sanemi had that longing look in his eyes, but, of course, he couldn't leave his little brother. You just nodded and stood up from your seat. "See you then, Shinazugawa-sensei, Genya-kun."

You ended up walking alone, watching the sky as you enjoyed the calm breeze. It's almost night, and you're wondering if Sanemi will visit you later.

The man knows how to calm you down whenever that insecurity arises. Even if you deny it a thousand times, Sanemi will notice them and make sure to assure you of his feelings. Despite his harsh facade, he can't resist you.

A small smile crept up your lips as you muttered it once again. "Sanemi can't resist me." That gave you a tickling sensation in your stomach, which lifted your spirits somewhat. You just love how the man shows you the other side of him. The way he blushed, the way he would hold your hand, everything

You were about to cross the street when, suddenly, a flash of light blinded you.

"Hey...You're finally awake."

You opened your eyes, feeling that pain behind your head. You looked around but immediately felt dizzy. "Hey, don't move. You're still injured, so don't force yourself for now."

The voice seemed familiar, and despite what he just said, you still turned to look at him and met his golden-orange eyes. You're too stunned to move. Is this... Hotaru?

"Are you the God of Death?" You asked, thinking you were already dead, as you never expected to meet him again. The man chuckled and reached out to caress your cheek. "Is that a new pickup line?" He asked that, which made you feel confused.

You suddenly realised that, no, he isn't the God of Death. He's really Hotaru Haganezuka, and now all you want to do is just close your eyes and wish that when you open them, he's gone.

"Why are you here? I need to go home..."

"Hey, angel. Don't move for a while."

Angel... The word almost made you throw up. You wanted to leave, but your body is too weak to move. Hotaru seemed to notice it, so he placed a hand on your shoulder and heaved a deep sigh.

"For your information, I saw that you almost got hit by a car. I jumped in to save you, but you still hit your head on the ground. Minor injuries only, though. And yes, you're welcome. Tsk..."

He said it with a hint of annoyance in his voice. You gulped, feeling a mixed bag of emotions as you watched him fix the blanket over your body.

"Do you still talk to Tomioka? I'll contact him."

"He'll kill you if he knows it's you."

"Fine then. You're stuck with me."

Sanemi was pacing back and forth at his apartment, feeling worried that you hadn't responded to his messages. He wanted to visit you, but his little brother is sick, and Genya and his other siblings can't focus on taking care of him because he needs to prepare for the exams.

The math teacher tried to contact you again, but you're still unreachable. "For fuck's sake, answer the phone, Y/N!" He muttered under his breath as he tossed his phone on the table.

"Nii-chan, are you okay?"

He immediately hid the frustration in his expression as he looked up at his little brother, who was already awake. Sanemi sat beside him on the bed and checked if his fever was gone. But no...

"Oh Koto-kun. You should rest."

"But you're mad... Are you mad at me, Nii-chan?" The boy asked, which made Sanemi sigh. Of course, he can't be mad at his little brother for being sick. It's not his fault.

"No, Nii-chan's just got a lot on his mind right now. But I'm not mad at you. Never. I want to take care of you, so please rest. Okay?"

"Mmm."

The boy finally closed his eyes again.

While looking at his brother, he can't help but think of you. It's just that he has a bad hunch, and he doesn't like it at all.

"I hope you're okay... Y/N."

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𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚? 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒖 𝑯𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒛𝒖𝒌𝒂 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆?

Find out more on the next chapter of 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮!

Thank you so much for reading this. I hope I managed to make you more excited for the next chaps! 🌸

Feel free to reblog, comment or request!

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

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beatricecenci · 10 months

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Marie Spartali Stillman (English, 1844-1927)

The Lake of Nemi

#Pre-Raphaelism #Marie Spartali Stillman #British Art #English Art #Art #Female Artists #Nemi #Lazio #Italy #Mediterranean

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vanilla-cigarillos · 11 months

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Diana: The Moon Goddess

Important in many aspects of Wicca, Diana is typically recognized widely throughout the community as the Moon Goddess.

Origins:

Seeming to originate in Roman mythos, Diana is Goddess of wild animals and the hunt (identified with the Greek goddess Artemis). In the beginnings of her story, Diana likely had no connection with the moon. However, it is popularly theorized that she later became associated through her connection to Artemis’s identification with both Selene (Luna) and Hecate. My personal theory on this matter is that Diana became affiliated with the moon through her status as a goddess of fertility and protector of women during labor, as the menstrual cycle is commonly seen to be similar to the cycle of the moon.

In her cult, Diana was also considered the protector of the lower classes, especially slaves. As I will mention later in the post, the 13th of August, her festival at Rome, was a holiday for slaves. A unique custom within those believing in Diana dictated that priests be a runaway slave and that they fell their predecessor in combat.

The most widely known place of worship for the Goddess was the grove of Diana Nemorensis (“Diana of the Wood”) on the shores of Lake Nemi at Aricia (modern Ariccia) near Rome. Associated with Diana were Egeria, the spirit of a nearby stream who shared with Diana the guardianship of childbirth, and the hero Virbius (the Roman counterpart of Hippolytus) who was said to have been the first priest of Diana’s cult at Aricia. As a recognized fertility deity, Diana was invoked by women to aid in conception and delivery. In found Roman art, Diana typically appears as a huntress with a bow and quiver. She was also usually seen accompanied by a hound or deer.

Triple Goddess Belief:

Seen with Luna and Hecate, it is believed that Diana is the Triple Goddess by some Wiccans. Some believe that instead of being part of a trifecta, the three statuses of the Triple Goddess are all Diana (representing the huntress, moon, and underworld).

How To Honor:

Diana is a goddess of nature, so honoring nature is honoring her. She is also, of course, the goddess of the moon. In this sense, honoring the moon and incorporating moon magic into your practice is also seen as a valid way of worshipping Diana.

Some today also continue the tradition of celebrating Nemoralia. Also known as the Festival of Torches, this is a three day festival originally celebrated by the ancient Romans on the Ides of August (August 13–15) in honor of the goddess Diana. Though it was originally celebrated at the Sanctuary of Diana at Lake Nemi, it soon became more widely celebrated. It is interesting to note that the Catholic Church may have adapted the Nemoralia as the Feast of the Assumption.

#lunar magic #moon magic #wicca #witch #witchy #diana #moon #roman goddess #roman mythology #mythology #mythos #myths #culture #religion #history

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elvthron · 5 months

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What do you find most beautiful about your faith or practice- or, alternatively, what do you wish people knew about it (or you can answer both)?

This is such a beautiful question and I hope to word the answer correctly!

The thing I love the most about my practice is the connection with the ancient world that it offers me: reading, studying and being hungry for more and more informations about old traditions gives me a wide range of emotions (yes, even negative ones at times); I’m Italian, born and raised in Rome, and my practice is a way to celebrate my roots, origins and ancestors. That is why I’m close to the Roman-pagan culture and I worship Diana, Hecate/Trivia and Pan: because they’re part of my heritage and I can find “traces” of them around me.

A great example is the Temple of Diana, near the lake of Nemi: I’ve been there and it’s really hard for me to describe what I felt when I was physically among its ruins, to have a tangible view of a cult that survived for thousands of years. It’s incredible to think that people were there praising Diana, making offerings and sacrifices in the name of the Goddess, in that very spot where I was wandering around!

(This article is in Italian, but if you can translate it, it can give you an idea of how that temple is still alive, and how it radiates its sacred energy even in our modern times)

So, yes, I think what’s most beautiful of my faith is this feeling of belonging, to my roots, to my ancestors and to a pagan cult that survived years and years of suppression 🤍

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venustapolis · 3 months

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