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greekeyee · 1 year
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“You only want me when you can’t have me.”
— Charlotte York
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greekeyee · 2 years
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“I have no real feelings anymore. I am growing more anesthetized with every passing day, and it terrifies me.”
— Emilie Autumn, from The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
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greekeyee · 2 years
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Yesterday, Leo and I talked about how our definition of love has evolved since we met. For me, love is a decision - choosing to pay attention to the present. This doesn’t just apply to romantic love, but to everything - an activity, a person, yourself. Every action and decision will be made with the highest quality and devotion and be given utmost attention. When you are in love with everything, the future no longer becomes a salvation.
....basically, I’m just hyper analyzing why i’m always so giddy around Leo. There is magic when two people are dedicated to the present at the same time.🫀✨
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greekeyee · 2 years
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Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with the voice trembling but start. Start and don't stop. Start where you are, with what you have.🪐
Just start.🌼
Happy fuckin' new year!! ☀️
Just wanted to let you know that appreciate all of you and that I hope every single one of you gets their happy ending whatever that may be.
And don't forget
You're beautiful🌙
You matter🌸
Everything is going to be okay✨
Choose Life.🌳
Life goe son💫
So..start now🌱
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greekeyee · 3 years
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Sorry today i am going out of my content,
But want to tell someone that-
I don't want to stop writing that i love u and miss u!!!!
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greekeyee · 3 years
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The Gorgons
The Gorgons were three sisters : Medusa, the most famous, Stheno and Euryale. They were the daughter of Phorcys and Ceto, two primordial gods of sea, and brother and sister (that happened a bit to much in mythology). They were all immortal, except Medusa. They once were beautiful, especially Medusa, but they were turn into monsters by Athena, goddess of wisdom, as a punishment because Medusa (still her) was raped by Poseidon in her temple, and her sisters stood with her.
They became vicious, with brass hands, sharp fangs, and their hairs were transformed into venomous snakes, and they had boar defense that was coming out of their mouth. Medusa was the worst of the three : her gaze turned those who looked at her into stones.
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It is not said in the anciens story that instead of legs she had a snake tail, but that certainly was a creation of the cinema industry.
In a later version of the story, Athena was able to understand and pity Medusa, and turned the three sisters into monsters so no god could harm them again.
Medusa was killed by Perseus, helped by Athena, who used the reflection of his shield to see her, and so he gave her the head of Medusa, whose petrification powers still worked.
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greekeyee · 3 years
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The Cyclopes (singular: Cyclops) were gigantic, one-eyed beings with enormous strength. Originally, there were three of them: Arges, Steropes, and Brontes; capable blacksmiths, these were the sons of Uranus and Gaea and the brothers of the Hecatoncheires and the Titans.
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greekeyee · 3 years
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Hydra, also called the Lernean Hydra, in Greek legend, the offspring of Typhon and Echidna (according to the early Greek poet Hesiod's Theogony), a gigantic water-snake-like monster with nine heads (the number varies), one of which was immortal.
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greekeyee · 3 years
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“Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.”
— Anonymous
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greekeyee · 3 years
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“And sometimes, against all odds, against all logic, we hope.”
— Anonymous
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greekeyee · 3 years
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I dont know if I've ever believed in soulmates, but you calm my soul and comfort me like no one else can, and that's special enough for me to believe that it's something magical and otherworldly
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greekeyee · 3 years
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big bones don’t lie - griffins
[If you found my blog because you’re curious about Greek people mixing up prehistoric bears and demigods, this post is for you. I studied archaeology with a focus on other things, and the research on this topic goes back decades, but imo the best book on how dinosaur bones influenced mythology is Adrienne Mayor’s The First Fossil Hunters. I strongly suggest you support this amazing historian and buy her stuff - she’s a great writer and she specializes in folklore and geomythology, it doesn’t get much cooler than that - but if you can’t and you’re interested in the subject - well, I believe scientific knowledge should be shared and accessible to everyone, so here are a few highlights. Part one of six.] 
Griffins: a very mysterious mystery
“A race of four-footed birds, almost as large as wolves and with legs and claws like lions.” 
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The one thing you need to know about griffins is that they don’t really fit in anywhere. They have no powers, they don’t help heroes, they’re not defeating gods or anything like that. Technically speaking, they’re not even monsters - people thought griffins were legit - real animals who lived in Central Asia and sat on golden eggs and mostly killed anyone who went near them. And okay, someone might say, ‘Frog, what’s fishy about that? People used to be dumb as rocks and there’s plenty of bizarro animals out there, anyway’ and yeah, that’s a very good point - except for one thing. See, what’s creepy about griffins is that we’ve got drawings and descriptions of them spanning ten centuries and thousands of miles, and yet they always. look. the. freaking. same. 
Like, here’s how people imagined elephants.
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This is insanely funny and probably why God sent the Black Death to kill everyone, but also pretty common tbh, because a) people want to feel involved, b) people are liars who lie and c) it’s hard to imagine stuff you’ve never seen. So the more a story is passed around, the more it’s going to gain and lose details here and there, until you get from dog-footed hairy monkey of doom to plunger-nosed horror on stilts. But griffins - art or books, they’re consistently described as wolves-sized mammals with a beaked face. So that’s what made Adrienne Mayor go, Uh. 
And what she did next is she started digging around in Central Asia, because that’s the other thing everyone agreed on: that griffins definitely lived there and definitely came from there. And this is where things get really interesting, because as it turns out, on one side of the Urals you’ve got Greeks going, ‘Mate, the Scythians, you know - they’ve got these huge-ass lion birds, I’m not even shitting you rn’ while on the other side of the Urals - wow and amaze - you’ve got Siberian tribes singing songs about the ‘bird-monsters’ and how their ancestors slaughtered them all because they were Valiant and Good.
(This according to a guy studying Siberian traditions in the early 1800s, anyway, because you know who writes stuff down? Not nomads, bless them: dragging around a shitload of books on fucking horseback is not a kind of life anyone deserve to live.)
And anyway, do you know what else those Mighty Ancestors did? They mined gold sand, and they kept tripping over dinosaur bones because that entire area is full of both things and some places are lucky like that. And in fact, the more excavations were carried out in ancient Scythian settlements, the more we started to realize that those guys were even more obsessed with griffins than the Greek were. Hell, some warriors even had griffins tattooed on their bodies? 
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And it’s probably all they ever talked about, because that’s when griffins suddenly appear in the Mediterreanean landscape: when Greek people start trading (and talking) with the Scythians.
(Another important note here, not that I’m not bitter or anything: something else those excavations are showing is that Herodotus was fucking right about fucking everything, SO THERE. Father of lies my ass, he was the only sensible guy in that whole bean-avoiding, monster-fucking, psychopathic and self-important Greek ‘intelligentsia’ and they can all fuck off and die and we don’t care about temples Pausy you dumb bitch we want to hear about the tree people and the Amazons and the fucking griffins goddammit. Uuugh. /rant)
So anyway, Scythian nomads had been hunting for gold in places with exciting names like ‘the field of the white bones’ and basically dying of exposure because mountains, so Herodotus (and others) got this right as well: that successful campaigns could take a long-ass time, and very often people just disappeared, never to be heard from again. What everybody got less right: the nomads and adventurers and gold miners weren’t killed by griffins, because by the time they started traveling into those mountains, ‘griffins’ had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years. What they did see, and what was sure to spook the fuck out of them, were fossils - and, more precisely, protoceratops skulls, which can be found on all the major caravan routes from China all the way to Uzbekistan and are so ubiquitous paleontologists call them ‘a damn nuisance’.
And guess what they look like.
Just fucking guess.
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[Left: a golden griffin, Saka-Scyhtian culture; right: psittacosaurus skull, commonly found in Uzbekistan and the western Gobi.]
Also, fun detail if you’re into gory and painful ways of dying: many of the dino skeletons are found standing up, because the animals would be caught in sand storms and drop dead. So basically you’d be riding your horse and minding your own gold-related business when all of a sudden you see the empty sockets of a beaked something staring at you and yeah - as a reminder, the idea of evolution was not a thing until Darwin, so any Scythian or Siberian tribesman seeing something like that would assume there was a fairly good fucking chance of a live whatever-the-hell-this-is waiting for him behind the next hill. And that’s what he’d say to Greek traders over a bowl of fermented mare’s milk: to stay the fuck away from those mountains, because griffins, man, they’re fucking real and there’s hundreds of them and anyway, maybe write that down if writing’s something you’re into, never saw the point myself but eh, to each his own, right, and cheers, good health, peace and joy to the ancestors. 
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Man, don’t you just love mythology?
(How fossils influenced mythology: part two, Cyclops, will be up soon.) 
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greekeyee · 3 years
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PUMPKIN BEAST 
by Ryan Bittner
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greekeyee · 3 years
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In Greek mythology, Medusa also called Gorgo, was one of the three monstrous Gorgons, generally described as winged human females with living venomous snakes in place of hair. Those who gazed into her eyes would turn to stone.
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greekeyee · 3 years
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"Sex is the syrup in his veins, but horsemanship will be his art. He is a reader of books, the much-loved son of an old gallant, still living, and a lavender-scented mother, long dead. Poetry, quick-tempered girls in eyeglasses, pinball machines in underground arcades—he’s a young roué, my sweet dilettante, and old for his age."
– John Hawkes, Adventures in the Alaskan Skin Trade
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