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pomegranated · 15 days
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my attempt to give persephone a digital offering
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theholydivines · 4 months
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in 2024 we're reconnecting with our faith <33333
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diaday333 · 1 month
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Hymns/prayers for the Dead
I’ve never really considered reading/ writing hymns for the dead because I guess I never “needed” them, but with the tragic events going on the world right now, multiple gen-c-des and atrocities, I’ve felt moved to write these. Like I said in my last prayer post, keep speaking up, b0yc0tting, and keep praying! You can technically apply these prayers with any dead, but I had the m@rtyrs of Su-dan, Con- go, Ethiopia, and Pale - stine (breaking them up on purpose) in mind, as well as anyone else who have lost their lives due to the terrible events going on in this world and from their oppression. Also, sorry for any spelling or grammar errors.
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We call to Hermes Kαταιβάτης (he who leads souls down to the underworld), guider of souls. Immortal guide, lover of humankind, you take special care of us when we leave this earth, and your involvement shows the Gods’ love of humankind, as there is a God with us every step of the way, even after our deaths. Gracious God, during these times we ask for your grace, and for you to take extra care of the souls that find their way past the river Styx. Everyday now, thousands of people die from acts of cruelty from oppressors emboldened by hubris. We ask you to treat these souls with added care, especially those of children, taken from life too early, while you escort them to the dread queen's home or wherever their final resting place may lie. Charm them with your wand and bless their heavy eyelids, bringing them a peaceful end for their final rest. Oh Lord, guider of mortals, grant a sacred end to those who lived the best they could.
(Greek pronunciation: Kah-teh-vah-tiis(ees))
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To the Savior of the dead and the noble queen herself, we call to you! Dread Persephone and shadowy Hades, though you may not take every soul into your wide walls, you watch over the dead nonetheless, those who wander your fields of flowers. We thank you for your mercy towards our souls, notably of the most restless ones. We ask that they can find joy in the afterlife, especially those who were robbed of it. Not only do you take in these souls, Lovely Persephone, you exact justice on their behalf, with your kindly attendants, or daughters in some ways, the Erinyes, especially during these harrowing times. All we ask is for justice and a peaceful afterlife for the many martyred people of all the atrocities going on. We thank you, Hades and fair-tressed Persephone!
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“Fear the prayers of the oppressed.” I heard that today and I thought it fit. The Gods are with us and the oppressed during these times 🤲 They hear every prayer and they are outraged as we are. Keep up every action and don’t forget about our fellow humans suffering and don’t stop fighting!! No act of oppression goes past them and they hear everything. It’s been almost a year for Su-Dan, almost 6 months, 160+ days for Pale - stine, and years for Con-go. The Gods count each day and count each person who say and do nothing. I just want add some of my favorite excerpts that get me through these hard times and reminds me that the Gods care (which we already knew, but yknow).
“The gods are not blind to men with blood upon their hands. In the end the black (kelainai) Erinyes bring to obscurity that one who has prospered in unrighteousness and wear down his fortunes by reverse.” - Aeschylus, “Agamemnon”
“Hear, Tisiphone, Allekte, noble Megaira, revered goddesses whose Bacchic cries resound. Nocturnal and clandestine, you live deep down in the dank cave by the sacred water of the Styx. Men's unholy designs do incur your anger; rabid and arrogant, you howl over Necessity's dictates, clothed in animal skins, you cause the deep pains of retribution.” - (First part of) Orphic hymn 69
“Hear me and be gracious, 0 renowned Eumenides, O pure daughters of the great Chthonic Zeus and of lovely Persephone, fair-tressed maiden. Over the lives of impious mortals you keep a careful eye, in charge of Necessity, you punish the unjust.”
(First part of) Orphic hymn 70
“For whoever knows the right and is ready to speak it, far-seeing Zeus gives him prosperity…” - Hesiod “Work and days”
“You princes, mark well this punishment you also; for the deathless gods are near among men and mark all those who oppress their fellows with crooked judgements, and reck not the anger of the gods. For upon the bounteous earth Zeus has thrice ten thousand spirits, watchers of mortal men, and these keep watch on judgements and deeds of wrong as they roam, clothed in mist, all over the earth. And there is virgin Justice, the daughter of Zeus, who is honoured and reverenced among the gods who dwell on Olympus, and whenever anyone hurts her with lying slander, she sits beside her father, Zeus the son of Cronos, and tells him of men's wicked heart, until the people pay for the mad folly of their princes who, evilly minded, pervert judgement and give sentence crookedly.” - Hesiod “Works and Days”
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faeriemarie · 2 months
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I HATE YOU ALL AND YOU ALL SUCK AND YOU’RE SO FUCKING FAKE BECAUSE WHY DID I JUST FIND OUT CALLUM TURNER IS DATING DUA LIPA I’M GONNA- GUYS PLEASE YOU’VE KNOWN ME FOR A YEAR AND THAT IS MY MAN I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW SHE WAS IN THE RUNNING WHAT THE FUUUCCKKK 😭😭
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glasswaters · 1 year
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a boon, pray. grant me a boon, goddess of gods. when the flowers bloom and the air grows heavy with warmth, won't you give me something sweet? tender and wild, and full of teeth, let my mother work her hands to blood.
am i not made from the lines in her palms, and all the soft edges your husband has long since whetted away? are those not his teeth, buried in my mother's shoulder, yet?
in the hungry soil, I plant a pomegranate tree. each year, it carries six fruits. each year, I return to find it sick with rot.
my lady. my skies. my wrath. under my toes blooms mint. even in my mother's garden, it sits just underneath my skin, as though it has long since found root in my flesh. this, too, is an offering.
I wonder, in the summers, when the air is honey and the garden wails, about the cardinal points of your rib cage. or, perhaps, of this world. storms like jewels, and days so clear that stars might touch it.
at night, I watch what will be Venus. Aphrodite. sharp, she sits stitched into the very fabric above mortal eyes. stark, she looks at me, every autumn.
your husband misses you.
a secret, goddess. keep a secret, for me. in mortal terms, the story has five beats: a god finds in a place full of sunlight a goddess with pearls for teeth. he asks of her nothing and takes of her all that he can touch. willingly, say some. trickery, say others. she loses name and boon and realm in his hands. home will never be the same again.
that is not the secret, dearheart. that is not the boon.
the secret has long since dripped into the cobblestones that line my path. the secret lies, folded in divine terms. matrimony takes me, yearly, by the hand, and guides me, slowly. gently, it takes from me my crown. with soft hands, it braids my hair and washes the pigment from my fabrics.
on the border between winter and spring, something golden lays heavy on my mouth. halfway between summer and autumn, I spin from the tips of my fingers a petal-storm and drink ambrosia from vengeful lips.
a boon, goddess. grant me a kiss, for these long, warm months. I will bring to olympus a pomegranate and watch you, golden, pry it apart.
- Hera, take me home. soften yourself, and let me kiss wrath from bloody palms.
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shierak-inavva · 10 months
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at some point i'll be able to call these fic illustrations remember when he talked about how he was gonna miss the warmth of the sun ?
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supernovaae · 9 months
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A LOT OF ESPER LEAKS
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Also, Hilda and Adelina's potential skills;
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minthesupremacy · 2 years
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i hate how shallow the LO fandom's analysis of the source material is sometimes. It's a lack of reading comprehension/analysis that is actually insane to me. The Greenhouse dream is not literal. good fucking lord /sometimes dreams are a metaphor and the metaphor is that persephone feels trapped./ Good lord y'all slacked off in your lit classes.
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yonemurishiroku · 2 years
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Someone please educate me about Ancient Greek funeral flowers. The symbols and meaning and colors and all that. Please i’m begging you. 
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hellenic-fire · 9 months
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Do any other hellenic polytheists have any advice with dealing with death irt our beliefs? My old boss has passed from suicide and Im not sure how to deal with it. Is there a God I can commune with to help with the grieving process?
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violetrose-art · 2 years
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I decided to draw Persephone as a giant, monstrous praying mantis
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pomegranated · 15 days
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a little note with a prayer for my pocket alter :)
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theholydivines · 2 months
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bought my dream piece of devotional jewellery today. Silver necklace with a circular pendant, with A P H engraved on it. I fucking love it so much I don't think I'll ever take it off (except to sit on my altar when I sleep)
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not-my-final-account · 3 months
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Danny is Gotham
The entire Justice League lay prone on the ground, some mutated Lex Luthor laughed above all of us, power flowed through his veins and I shivered. Even thoughs of us without magic origins could feel the power eminating off of him now. Zeus save us, I prayed.
Then a small green glow caught my eye. Batman? His wounds were stitching themselves together and his blood turned green, his normally white eyes also went green. He stood up wobbily then steadied himself, he jumped Luthor with streangth beyond that of a humans. His cape glowed with constellations and where there should be shadows there was glowing green light, he beat fought with Luthor for at least half an hour. Then he won. Won against who was effectively a god at this point.
Batman collapsed onto his knees, then onto all fours as the green drained from him. His teeth shrunk back down, his cape stopped billowing in imaginary wind, exaustion suddenly over took his body language. Despite this he tried to push himself back up, his arms shook but his teeth clenched and if there was anything I knew about Batman it was that he didn’t give up.
“Rest.” a voice said and Batman looked up but stopped struggling. Batman coughed something out that sounded like ‘moth ham’ which was strange “Heal my knight. For what it matters, I’m proud of you.” the voice said, this time a figure acompanied it, snow white hair and eyes that glowed the same green as Batmans had moments ago. But the black blurring the edges of my vision meant I couldn’t make out anything else about them,
Who was that? Persephone?
Somehow that seemed right, leading two very different lives. Like black and white. Or in this case black and green.
That doesn’t matter though, Batman trusted them, good enough for me, the black seemes really good right now.
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gimmethatagustd · 10 months
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ichor & ambrosia (masterlist) | jjk
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When your father prayed to Hades to bring your dead brother back to life, Hades requested something in return: a bride for his son, Prince of the Underworld, Jungkook.
↳ pairing: son of hades!jungkook x human!(f)reader
↳ rating/genre: BTS | 18+ | mythology | arranged marriage | enemies to lovers | angst | eventual smut | eventual fluff
↳ warnings: ig reader is technically kidnapped?? and lowkey a hostage 💀 like persephone, forced marriage, minor character death, violence, the bastardization of greek mythology lol, mental health, drug use, emotional ISSUES, explicit smut, each individual chapter will have its own warnings
↳ notes: this is a choose-your-own-adventure series! there will be a poll for each chapter, so you can vote on what you'd like to see happen next - but watch out! things are not always as they seem 👀 i hope you have fun~
↳ masterlist / taglist ✨
↳ what was jai listening to? the series playlist
Series Tags
i&a - general tag
i&a!jk - character inspiration
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Polls
Poll One
↳ July 6, 2023
Chapters*
Teaser - “I won’t hurt you.”
↳ 1K | July 28, 2023
*there is no planned number of chapters
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asharaxofstarfall · 8 months
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sansa is so important actually. she's not a warrior, she doesn't have dragons or fighting skills or magic, she only has herself to rely on and she gets through it. “courtesy is a lady's armor” and she uses it so well. but beneath that armour, she still has a heart and no matter what she goes through, she'll never let herself forget that. “if i am ever a queen, i'll make them love me” and its not fake love and fake charity, it's genuine care for everyone she meets. she risks beatings from joffrey in order to help out random lowborns that she doesn't even know. she risks even more by telling margaery about joffrey's true nature so she can save another girl from his abuse. “my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.” and yet the author never let's us forget that she's still a little girl and she still hurts so much. this armour that she uses to protect herself never makes her vicious or uncaring, if anything, it's the exact opposite. she still prays when she thinks that the gods aren't listening, because they might be and she'll take any chance at saving herself and her family. she learns not to trust people at face value but still loves knights and stories and songs and she still believes in good over all else. petyr tries so make her his persephone and his lolita and she wont let him “i am not your daughter, she thought. “i am sansa stark, lord eddard’s daughter and lady catelyn’s, the blood of winterfell.” even when forced to give up her identity, she still refuses to forget who she is. she's just so important guys
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