👩🦯The Blind Fraggle
Sharrow 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️🇮🇪🦄💙📚🎃
The Shadow of OlympusLove is everywhere. It infuses the very world. Love as attraction. Love as compassion. Love as stability. Love as beauty. Love as protection. Love as instinct. It infuses the entire world, alive or not, with its divine power.
I am not a big believer in creationism. I don’t thiink the universe was created, but rather, that it is a state of change between something that was and something that is and that one day something similar could happen within it to bring about yet another universe. Physicists call this vacuum decay. In terms of my personal theology, I call it infusion.
I see the Gods as forces of a greater universe. Eternal and present in all things. Just as I see love as being in all things, so too are Zeus, Hephaestus, Athena, etc. But at the beginning of this universe there was a power, a sudden infusion of divine power that set off the chain reaction that we call the big bang. Spacetime rushing outward at the speed of light, whatever that might be in the older universe, and evolving into what we see now and continuing to evolve until it has dissipated away all of its energy. This power was Love.
We have many divine names for love, sometimes we think of it as sexual, romantic, loving, caring, etc., and often assign divine names to such distinctions, but that power is all of those things. The bright ones like the emotional bonds between people and the dark ones like jealousy and hatred. Love is a spark that lights a fire, and sometimes that fire is a candle, contained and providing light, and sometimes it is a forest fire that destroys everything in its path.
This love is Primordial Eros.
There isn’t just one myth of creation. Not in Hellenismos and not in any known religion. There are always variations. From nothing there is a spark, a word, a voice, a birth, and from there the rest is inevitable. From the depths of darkness and night comes the egg, a product of their coupling and love. From the chaos emerge night and darkness, air and day, earth and the very love we call Eros. But Eros was also there before. In the love of night and darkness, in their coupling he was there. Unformed, perhaps, but there none the less. Into the chaos came unity, like gravity, like lovemaking, and from it the rest came forth.
Think of it like the old universe being a fallow land and Eros planting a seed from which a great flower blooms full of color, striation, delicacy, and unfolding petals. Each petal a separate thing, but growing from the central stalk.
In my personal theology, there aren’t infinite gods, they are limited, and they are limited because they change over time just as the universe does. From the spark of Eros until the day death himself takes the last bit of energy, the gods change because they too are part of the universe, and the aspects of the true gods, far off in the ultimate realm where everything is contained, slowly evolve and change so that we living beings feel it and give them new names. Names appropirate to our cultures, yes, but also to their times. The primordial Eros becomes Aphrodite and Aphrodite becomes something else as the universe ages until one day that power and spirit of love returns to whence it came just as all the essences and spirit of the other gods will.
Love is in all things. All is full of love, as Björk sang. All is love!
#gods #hellenimos #pagan #paganism #polytheism #religion #prayer
I am not a big believer in creationism. I don’t thiink the universe was created, but rather, that it is a state of change between something that was and something that is and that one day something similar could happen within it to bring about yet another universe. Physicists call this vacuum decay. In terms of my personal theology, I call it infusion.
I see the Gods as forces of a greater universe. Eternal and present in all things. Just as I see love as being in all things, so too are Zeus, Hephaestus, Athena, etc. But at the beginning of this universe there was a power, a sudden infusion of divine power that set off the chain reaction that we call the big bang. Spacetime rushing outward at the speed of light, whatever that might be in the older universe, and evolving into what we see now and continuing to evolve until it has dissipated away all of its energy. This power was Love.
We have many divine names for love, sometimes we think of it as sexual, romantic, loving, caring, etc., and often assign divine names to such distinctions, but that power is all of those things. The bright ones like the emotional bonds between people and the dark ones like jealousy and hatred. Love is a spark that lights a fire, and sometimes that fire is a candle, contained and providing light, and sometimes it is a forest fire that destroys everything in its path.
This love is Primordial Eros.
There isn’t just one myth of creation. Not in Hellenismos and not in any known religion. There are always variations. From nothing there is a spark, a word, a voice, a birth, and from there the rest is inevitable. From the depths of darkness and night comes the egg, a product of their coupling and love. From the chaos emerge night and darkness, air and day, earth and the very love we call Eros. But Eros was also there before. In the love of night and darkness, in their coupling he was there. Unformed, perhaps, but there none the less. Into the chaos came unity, like gravity, like lovemaking, and from it the rest came forth.
Think of it like the old universe being a fallow land and Eros planting a seed from which a great flower blooms full of color, striation, delicacy, and unfolding petals. Each petal a separate thing, but growing from the central stalk.
In my personal theology, there aren’t infinite gods, they are limited, and they are limited because they change over time just as the universe does. From the spark of Eros until the day death himself takes the last bit of energy, the gods change because they too are part of the universe, and the aspects of the true gods, far off in the ultimate realm where everything is contained, slowly evolve and change so that we living beings feel it and give them new names. Names appropirate to our cultures, yes, but also to their times. The primordial Eros becomes Aphrodite and Aphrodite becomes something else as the universe ages until one day that power and spirit of love returns to whence it came just as all the essences and spirit of the other gods will.
Love is in all things. All is full of love, as Björk sang. All is love!
#gods #hellenimos #pagan #paganism #polytheism #religion #prayer
PugJesusDamn bro, c'mon, you are married to a literal goddess
https://piefed.social/c/historymemes/p/1946381/damn-bro-c-mon-you-are-married-to-a-literal-goddess
Oh my knee in horrid pain
For work and age are getting to me
And my body seeks to remind me
That I cannot do as I once did
But to you I pray for strength
To you I pray for fortitude
That I may stand proudly
And toil for what I need and want
You, great Hephaestus
God of the forge
God of those who bend their backs to work
And face the aches that accompany it
You, great Hephaestus
God of the lame and the injured
Giving inspiration and hope
That you stand with us all
You, great Hephaestus
Lord of the tamed fires
Strong of arm and hand
Striking iron into shape
You, great Hephaestus
Maker of great beauty
And utilitarian tools
That give us the means to prosper
To you I pray
With you I stand
Great Olympian God of struggles
Against all that may limit us
Art: Detail from The Apotheosis of Washington by Constantino Burundi
#pagan #paganism #hellenismos #religion #prayer
For work and age are getting to me
And my body seeks to remind me
That I cannot do as I once did
But to you I pray for strength
To you I pray for fortitude
That I may stand proudly
And toil for what I need and want
You, great Hephaestus
God of the forge
God of those who bend their backs to work
And face the aches that accompany it
You, great Hephaestus
God of the lame and the injured
Giving inspiration and hope
That you stand with us all
You, great Hephaestus
Lord of the tamed fires
Strong of arm and hand
Striking iron into shape
You, great Hephaestus
Maker of great beauty
And utilitarian tools
That give us the means to prosper
To you I pray
With you I stand
Great Olympian God of struggles
Against all that may limit us
Art: Detail from The Apotheosis of Washington by Constantino Burundi
#pagan #paganism #hellenismos #religion #prayer
SPADOK.ORG.UA 🇺🇦Данило Романович: мудрість, меч і корона у боротьбі за Русь-Україну
https://spadok.org.ua/kyyivska-rus/danylo-romanovych-mudrist-mech-i-korona-v-borotbi-za-rus-ukrayinu
#history #medieval #king #kingdoms #Galicia #ancient #christianity #pagan #paganism
The Tanuki Corner
Daughter of the waves
She who rose delicately from its foam
And stepped upn a rocky shore
Bringing to it color and life
We welcome you again
Beauteous Aphrodite of the Flowers
Goddess of Love
Ally to the heart of mankind
Enriching our lives with emotion
Bringing joy to even the hardest heart
We welcome you always
Beauteous Symmachia
Goddess of Beauty
Be it in the face of a man
Or the delicate petals of a flower
You bring us delight in nature
We welcome you to stay
Beauteous Morpho
Goddess of War
Fierce protector and defender
Armed with love and compassion
But shielding with fierce determination
We welcome you reside here
Courageous Hoplismena
Goddess of the Sea
Granting fair voyage
Protecting the harbor
Reminding us where life emerged
We welcome you to our lands
Everflowing Pontia
Goddess of the Foreigner
Keeper of the migrant
Who seek friendship and kindness
Bringing to us new ways
We welcome you as we do our brethren
Blessed Xenia
Art: By Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres - Public Domain
#gods #hellenimos #pagan #paganism #polytheism #religion #prayer
She who rose delicately from its foam
And stepped upn a rocky shore
Bringing to it color and life
We welcome you again
Beauteous Aphrodite of the Flowers
Goddess of Love
Ally to the heart of mankind
Enriching our lives with emotion
Bringing joy to even the hardest heart
We welcome you always
Beauteous Symmachia
Goddess of Beauty
Be it in the face of a man
Or the delicate petals of a flower
You bring us delight in nature
We welcome you to stay
Beauteous Morpho
Goddess of War
Fierce protector and defender
Armed with love and compassion
But shielding with fierce determination
We welcome you reside here
Courageous Hoplismena
Goddess of the Sea
Granting fair voyage
Protecting the harbor
Reminding us where life emerged
We welcome you to our lands
Everflowing Pontia
Goddess of the Foreigner
Keeper of the migrant
Who seek friendship and kindness
Bringing to us new ways
We welcome you as we do our brethren
Blessed Xenia
Art: By Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres - Public Domain
#gods #hellenimos #pagan #paganism #polytheism #religion #prayer
Amalia ZeichnerinRecommendable blog post about AI usage in spirituality (I do not endorse gen. AI, and neither does the writer of the blog).
"“Does This Unit Have a Soul?”: The Problem of Using AI For Spirituality"
https://thathelpolwitch.com/ai-misuse-spirituality/
by Ellen Olivia Hawthorn | That HelPolWitch
"Does This Unit Have a Soul?": The Problem of Using AI For Spirituality - That HelPol Witch
Generative AI, as already stated, is not ensouled. It isn't even artificially intelligent in the way this is typically described. It just spits out what it calculates as what you want to know. It is not a divinatory tool; it is a prediction machine.
Today, a #pagan post:
April Fool's Day is also ... Loki's Day