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artbyanca · 22 days

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Zeus wecoming Apollo back to Olympus after his winter trip to Hyperborea. I based it on the decoration on this mycenaean breastplate from the archeological museum of Olympia.

I don't remember what the museum said about the men behind Zeus, but about the women with Apollo there was speculation of them being either muses, Hyperborean maidens or Leto and Artemis.

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temple-of-eternal-hera · 1 year

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Blessed Theogamia to All!

May the divine marriage of Zeus and Hera, our King and Queen, serve as a joy to all. May you receive Their generosity in your own marriage, and may you and your spouse be blessed.

Orphic Hymn 14 - Hymn to Zeus

O Zeus much-honor'd, Zeus supremely great, to thee our holy rites we consecrate,

Our pray'rs and expiations, king divine, for all things round thy head exalted shine.

The earth is thine, and mountains swelling high, the sea profound, and all within the sky.

Kronion king, descending from above, magnanimous, commanding, sceptred Zeus;

All-parent, principle and end of all, whose pow'r almighty, shakes this earthly ball;

Ev'n Nature trembles at thy mighty nod, loud-sounding, arm'd with light'ning, thund'ring God.

Source of abundance, purifying king, O various-form'd from whom all natures spring;

Propitious hear my pray'r, give blameless health, with peace divine, and necessary wealth.

Orphic Hymn 15 - Hymn to Hera

O Royal Hera of majestic mien, aerial-form'd, divine, Zeus' blessed queen,

Thron'd in the bosom of cærulean air, the race of mortals is thy constant care.

The cooling gales thy pow'r alone inspires, which nourish life, which ev'ry life desires.

Mother of clouds and winds, from thee alone producing all things, mortal life is known:

All natures share thy temp'rament divine, and universal sway alone is thine.

With founding blasts of wind, the swelling sea and rolling rivers roar, when shook by thee.

Come, blessed Goddess, fam'd almighty queen, with aspect kind, rejoicing and serene.

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evermore-grimoire · 1 year

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The Evermore Grimoire: Greek Mythology

Zeus (Ζευς) was King of the Gods as well as the god of sky, thunder, winds, clouds and many more in Greek mythology. He ruled over gods and man alike from his throne on Mount Olympus. Zeus was also the child of Cronus (king of the Titans) and Rhea (mother of gods), the youngest of his siblings to be born, though sometimes reckoned the eldest as the others required disgorging from Cronus's stomach. In most myths, he was married to Hera (queen of the gods), by whom he is said to have fathered Ares (god of war), Hebe (goddess of youth), and Hephaestus (god of fire). However he was known for his infamous for his erotic escapades that resulted in many heroic gods including Athena (goddess of wisdom), Apollo (god of prophecy), Artemis (goddess of the hunt), Hermes (god of trade) and Persephone (queen of the underworld) to name but a few. Despite this though, Zeus was respected as an allfather who was chief of the gods and assigned the others to their roles: “Even the gods who are not his natural children address him as Father, and all the gods rise in his presence.” He was equated with many other foreign weather gods, permitting Pausanias to observe “That Zeus is king in heaven is a saying common to all men.”

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asherbakugou · 1 month

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Valyrian Demigods of Westeros – Son of Arrax

Queen Alicent Hightower stared out the window of her rooms, picking at the skin around her nails as she awaited news of Princess Rhaenyra's birth. She could not wait until her husband, King Viserys Targaryen, saw his daughter for the whore and liar she was, and finally disinherited her for Prince Aegon, his firstborn son.

For years he had allowed his daughter run rampant and now, here she was, cuckolding Ser Laenor Velaryon, making him believe that the child within her belly was his even though he was a swordswallowing heathen. The Holy Seven would never allow one such as him, or a woman like Rhaenyra to have children. They would right King Viserys mistake, however they needed to.

Hours passed before any news was heard. And what glorious news it was for the Red Keep and Kings Landing.

Queen Alicent heard of the birth through the gossip of her maids, forcing them to tell her of the whispers they'd heard.

"Your Grace, the Crown Princess's birth was successful. She gave birth to a son, Prince Jacaerys Targaryen."

"Targaryen?" Queen Alicent scoffed. "His 'father' is a Velaryon, but of course the Princess gets her way. How slighted will the Velaryon family feel when they learn she birthed a bastard and gave it the Targaryen name?"

She sat down at her table, not noticing the frowns upon her maids faces.

"But, your Grace, the Prince is no bastard. The servants within claim that he has been blessed by the Seven themselves," Mira stated, nervously wringing her hands. The Queens hand snapped around, fury written across her features.

"Blessed?! By the Seven! I order you to tell me where you heard such blasphemy!"

"The servents that were helped the midwives while Crown Princess gave birth," Mira began, shoulders trembling even as she held strong. "Prince Jacaerys was born beneath the shadow of an omen. Many are claiming that it is symbolic of the Prince's divine right to rule but . . ."

"But what? Tell me!"

"A friend of ours said the the Prince was born with curly golden-white hair so bright it shone in the sunlight, and that he had the same eyes as his mother, the Crown Princess, with her skin tone as well. But the reason they say he is blessed is because of the marking upon his forehead. He has birthmark that is shaped like a crown, Your Grace," Tayla explained, smiling faintly. She'd been awestruck upon hearing the story, and she hoped to be able to see the babe and his crown.

"No," Alicent whispered sagging into her chair in shock. The Seven . . . Why would the bless the bastard son of that whore? Why would they bless any Targaryen child when they practiced such unholy, and queer customs?

Both of the maids calles out for the Queen worried as she stared blankly into the distance.

"Leave me." Neither moved, hesitant to leave her when she was onviously distressed. "I said leave me!"

Fearfully, the two fled, leaving the Queen to her misery until one of the King's servants came to fetch her so she could meet her 'grandson.'

Straightening and smoothing out the wrinkles that had formed, she followed the servent with Ser Criston falling into step behind her. Unable to hide her bloodied hands, she hid them by clasping her hands together in front of her belly.

The Servent led her to Princess Rhaenyra's quarters where he stepped to the side to allow her to pass. Ser Criston took up post alongside Ser Westerling, Ser Erryk, and Ser Harwin Strong, barely holding back a sneer as he looked at Ser Harwins gold cloak.

Sweeping inside Queen Alicent found the Princess resting upon a chaise, a glass of wine in her hand as King Viserys, Lord Corlys, and Ser Laenor doted over the baby in his fathers arms. Princess Rhaenys stood behind the chaise Princess Rhaenyra sat in, quietly discussing the birth with her.

Looking up, Princess Rhaenys stared her down with deep purple eyes, "Queen Alicent. I see you have finally decided to join us. We were worried the servant had gotten lost or something had happened to prevent you from coming." Rhaenyra hid a smile with her chalice, eyes glinting in amusement as the insinuation went over her fathers head.

"Alicent! Come, come! Come meet my grandson, Prince Jacaerys Targaryen, Heir of the Heir and Future King of Westeros," King Viserys boasted, smiling widely. Alicent gave him a thin smile as she stepped closer to the babe to observe him.

She felt a pit of dread open within her stomach as she stared down at the babe. He looked just like Tayla had described if not more beautiful than even her own children, much to her horror.

Curly white hair sat upon his head, fluffy from being just cleaned, that seemed to almost glow with golden light when Ser Laenor shifted towards the light. Milky white skin, just like the rest of the Targaryen family and when he opened his eyes, she saw Rhaenyras looking back at her. But it was the marking on his forehead that caught his attention when Lord Corlys brushed the curls away.

The birthmark genuinly looked as if a crown sat upon his brow with a strange marking within the very center. The edges stopped just as they reached his hairline.

Queen Alicent swallowed, stepping back as heart pounded. "He's beautiful, Princess. But I find myself tired from all of this excitement. I believe I shall retire to my rooms for the day, thank you."

"Ah, of course, my dear. Have a wonderful evening," Viserys said, already distracted by the cooing babe.

Trying not to scowl, she left Ser Criston falling back into step behind her. She led him towards the Starry Sept to pray in hopes of this being Rhaenyra's only win. To pave the way for her own son, Prince Aegon Targaryen, the King's firstborn son and rightful heir.

She did not know that this was only the beginning for of the rise of the Blacks.

Prince Jacaerys Targaryen, First of His Name, Born in the Shadow of the Iron Throne, The Born King, the Lawful, Bringer of Justice had been born.

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nocturnalhag · 1 year

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𝒛𝒆𝒖𝒔 ; 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ⛈️⚡

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hecatesdelights · 2 months

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Odin, god of War, Poetry, Magic and Knowledge

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pomegranatehymns · 28 days

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Made using pintrest shuffles

For Lord Zeus

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salsawerewolf · 2 years

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Zeus, king of the sky and gods, god of thunder.

The horny boi himself

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universeofdharma108 · 2 years

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A discussion on

Indradev/ Devraj Indra.

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(This is based on research and familiarity, and what I think he represents)

Devraj Indra a.k.a the king of the Gods, is also the lord of the Senses (Indriyas) and thoughts.

(Hari is Hrishikesh 'lord of Senses', making him the lord of Indra.

He's always depicted as arrogant, and full of pride at times. Afterwsrds he would realize and admit his mistake, then apologise to Bhagwan/Bhagwati.

This symbolises the mind of humans and our senses. Our way of thinking. We would feel arrogant at times. We would say, "this happened because of us". We would even feel like we're better than others. Then after facing a certain consequence, we realize that we were wrong. We apologize to Prabhu and promise to not make the mistake again. That is Indra.

It's so amazing how the Divine act like humans, just to teach us valuable things.

》 the fear of loosing the throne.

Devraj is always seen thinking that something or someone will become so strong and powerful, that they'll take his Singhasan (throne). So because of that fear, he as well as other devas would try to stop the Tapasya of Rakshasas, Rishis, or anyone who is doing strong tapasya in order to get a boon. However this contributes to the devotee's pariksha.

He's worried, because if he looses his throne, everything will be imbalanced. The panchabhootas would be out of control.

(The Rishi and the Rakshas/Asur (as mentioned) the Rishi doesn't desire to be on a royal throne. And the Rakshas/Asur is a form of adharm. And Dharma must prevail, in order to have balance)

Because of this, he protects his throne dutifully, for the sake of Jagat Kalyan.

Hence this represents the mind and soul.

If we dutifully protect our mind and soul, then how would something (like a thought, some type of negativity) come in to corrupt it. We're made up uf the Panchabootas and the 5 senses. We host thoughts in our minds, as well as emotions. Yet we must protect our seat (asana) which in the Soul, guided by Bhagwan/Bhagwati.

》The Apsaras.

He loves Nritya and Geet, as it's a divine gift of Mata Saraswati. The Apsara is always a form celestial feminine, as well as the Gandharvas were celestial males. Both talented in their skills and celestial appearance. The Devtao however respects them, because they're always in the mode of Sattwa (goodness, purity and godliness)

This, and their Somraas, symbomise the pleasures and fun of life. Everything comes into being, due to talent. And not an extraordinary talent. But something simple.

Talent as in being able to do something.

(We get food because people have a talent for cooking, we got entertainment because people have a talent for entertaining, we get jewelry because people have talent for making them, etc)

We find fun in nature because that's Prakriti, an extention of Maa Shakti. And who else represents Maa Shakti? Women. Hence the Apsaras.

Hope you enjoy this.

Jai Shree Hari 🌟

I may not know much, but this is what I think 💗.

@inc0rrectmyths 🌟

@chidanand 🌟

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asdaricus · 10 months

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Attempts to render the sun god, Amrulon, from the World of Asdar. I don't really like them, but these are the ones that I least disliked. by Midjourney v5

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flexingtyger99 · 1 year

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