[ SEDUCTION SERIES ] OBSERVE AND PLAY YOUR CARDS ACCORDINGLY
We are multifaceted being with different qualities. Don't put yourself in a box by thinking you have to be one way all the time. Explore other areas of your personality and become well rounded. Being in touch with your many different qualities broadens your audience and helps you relate to a variety of different people. This adaptability is an admirable trait to have and is crucial in seduction. Sometimes you will need to be sociable and at other times quiet. Sometimes you will need to be hot and at others times cold.
The Joker
Learn to wear different masks to fit any situation. Be like the Joker card, able to shapeshift and change into what is needed to win the game.
Goddesses/Gods
Goddesses/Gods are written as shapeshifters meaning they could embody different characteristics when they needed to.
For example, the Egyptian Goddess Bast was known to have different forms such as Sekhmet and Hathor.
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If you were a god/goddess what would you be the god/goddess of?
It could be anything you want lol
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قبالة البحر
كانا يتبادلان اللكمات
الركل
شتائم العائلات وما يدور في الفراش
أو يُعتقَد أنه يحدث.
في شارع جانبي
كانت الريح أعتى
ورذاذ يترك على شفاهنا ملوحة
فنضحك،
نسمع ونضحك،
مترنحين من رصيف إلى آخر
كأننا مصابان بالدوار
الناس هنا كلهم مثلنا
صدقيني
مصابون بالجنون
ربما لأن البحر بعيد جدًا بطريقة مهينة
نسمع فقط بالأمواج
إننا نتخيل
وهذا ما يجعل أجسامنا حساسة للريح كالقلوع
وعظامنا تئن مثل صارية يضربها الموج
لا شيء حقيقي
وهذا ما كان يضحكنا
والملح على شفاهنا
أرأيت؟
نحن محبوسون في كتاب عن البحر
أما البحر نفسه فبعيد جدًا.
مهاب نصر، لا توقظ الشعب يا حبيبي
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I'm hungry for mythology... I need documentary recommendations, books of anything that could help me learn more
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Before Anubis
Never have I ever
doubted myself before I
stood in front of
Anubis
and waited for my heart
to be weighted.
Never have I ever
felt more naked than that
moment when
Anubis
took my heart
and placed it on the scale.
Never have I ever
been so still and quiet before
than in those seconds
when the scales
moved until
Anubis
could see the result.
Never have I ever
felt such relief than when
Anubis
nodded once
and led me to
the Field of Reeds.
- Ely C. Winters.
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Iman Mersal
Iman Mersal was born in 1966 in Mit 'Adlan, Egypt. Mersal has written five books of poetry and a book of essays. Her work has been translated into Spanish, French, German, Hebrew, Dutch, and English. Mersal's creative nonfiction book Traces of Enayat al-Zayyat won the 2021 Sheikh Zayed Book Award in Literature, and her book The Threshold was shortlisted for the 2023 Griffin Poetry Prize.
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"I am the artist, you are my muse.. touching you is a task for the Gods, but one I am used to."
The brush strokes of my each heartbeat breathe such heavenly sweet honey upon your canvas, for a goddess you are, a mortal shall never scar your heart unless with lavish gifts and wishes like Zeus' thunder as I seek your soul as my plunder - eUë
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A Sumerian's Lament to Sofh; My Inanna
By Sam Nasir (A 6,000 year old Sumerian Mummy)
Oh, Sofh, you waded off to the imperishable flames
Where the souls of Pharaohs mingle 'mong Gods;
You might've not been worshiped like the defaced,
Nor been chiseled or carved out as their facades—
But I've seen and felt what sculptors could not trace,
'Cause your radiance blinded more than Atum-Ra's!
Fearsome femme fatale, garbed in pleasant loveliness,
The plagues that had ravaged you were unannounced,
And pouted did the smile of a cheerful younger Bes.
As the languor of our ardor shifted to dune-tomb sounds,
There was Folly toiling with your words filled with distress:
“Let him Live Long”—That I did in these sand-choked grounds…
Like Ptah your honeyed words weighed onto the Lotus,
That the first occasion of a shining brilliance was to unfold:
Maybe if the Stygian night-sea of Nun brings blues unnoticed:
A psychedelic rapture of our love would be blessed by the Eightfold–
Tho’ we dwelt in a sundered red world of exhausted breaths,
Where even greetings flee when they’ve just been foretold!
Oh, Sofh, the Great Green lacked the splendor
Of those jewels, cut to refract the shades of your mood,
That my smittened heart catches recollections that render
To bits of burning incense with a burdened Thoth to brood:
The cause of your ruin was of no fault of your own, Hathor,
Because even trusting eyes have a tendency to delude.
All the cries of chest-beating lamentations told me to travel
Far from Kemet's embrace as my visage, mummified,
Could not take the shame for a straight thought to unravel
Back to your ebon-lapis arms of Envisioned Paradise;
I took forth away from my guilt, jarred in unending battle,
Where the preserved in their coffins do not choose to hide.
As the flooded tears of Hapi is coursed along by a ram,
The clay and silt on its potter's wheel dries and falls to the riverbed.
The tamarisk flings it's blue petals to the fruiting thoughts of the damned,
That came back from a jubilant journey to rise from the Land of the Dead—
Through the allusions I have set, and the scripts from your hand,
I still feel that between the both of us there was so much to be said!
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Beneath her blue
body spangled in
"For Egyptian Nut" by Wren Donovan, pg. 45
Visit the minison zine archives to read more writing from Issue 16!
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Prompt #48: Date a God for a Day
The gods have come down to Earth. That is, all gods to have ever existed in human stories throughout the world (Greek, Norse, Japanese, Hindu, Egyptian, Polynesian, Chinese, Celtic, Germanic, Persian, Babylonian, African, Mayan, Inca, Aztec, Finnic, Native American, Buddhist, Australian Aboriginal, etc.). They are fascinated by how human culture has evolved and - after outlawing war and ensuring everyone’s living standard goes up just by being a huge, magical deterrent to evil - decide to spend some time among humans. Cue strange game shows such as “Date a God For a Day”. Your character is the lucky winner of one such blind date, with a deity of your choosing.
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#35: Them, You, Me
There has always been a gap.
There is you two-
Mother. Father.
There is my siblings-
Elder Brother. Elder Sister. Sister.
And then there is me.
I don't belong with you, or those three.
Don’t you agree?
Them goes something like this-
Brother,
Honorable and Prosperous and Just
He rules the kingdom and it's him who we all trust.
The people flourish under his rule
There has never been any ridicule
Sister,
Powerful, Brilliant and Generous
She makes the rivers flow, keeps the crops lush
When she speaks, they all hush
Its her, they all look up to
Sister,
Beautiful, Harmonious and Exuberant
She told the truths that changed the way people thought
It was her who brought order and peace
Without her, countless pointless wars would have been fought
You two are different but somehow the same.
Beyond what we children can comprehend
Not when you rule over the water and the air
Even then, you find time to see them.
So why is it only me you condemn?
I don't belong,
Not in You,
-and not in Them,
I am just Me,
-and it has never been enough for any of you.
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Haiku #C3DF
Awed Egyptian geese
Contemplating by my side
The frailty of life.
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(Verse 1)
In a slumber's embrace, I journeyed afar,
To a land of ancient wonders, beneath the golden star.
Egypt's mystic allure, in dreams it did gleam,
A voyage through time, a surreal, vivid theme.
(Chorus)
Oh, Egypt, land of grandeur and grace,
Where pyramids rise, monuments of embrace.
In my dreams, I roamed your storied terrain,
A mystical odyssey, a memory to sustain.
(Verse 2)
Through desert dunes, I wandered with awe,
The whispers of pharaohs, the gods I saw.
The Nile's gentle flow, a lifeline through time,
Unveiling secrets of history, sublime.
(Chorus)
Oh, Egypt, land of grandeur and grace,
Where pyramids rise, monuments of embrace.
In my dreams, I roamed your storied terrain,
A mystical odyssey, a memory to sustain.
(Bridge)
In the Valley of the Kings, a hush filled the air,
As if souls of the past were still dwelling there.
Hieroglyphs adorned the temple walls,
Tales of kings and queens, echoing through halls.
(Verse 3)
The Sphinx stood tall, with its enigmatic gaze,
Guarding ancient mysteries, lost in a haze.
I walked the streets of Cairo, bustling and alive,
The essence of Egypt, in every vibrant dive.
(Chorus)
Oh, Egypt, land of grandeur and grace,
Where pyramids rise, monuments of embrace.
In my dreams, I roamed your storied terrain,
A mystical odyssey, a memory to sustain.
(Outro)
As I woke from the dream, a longing remained,
To touch Egypt's sands, where history's ingrained.
Though just a slumber's illusion, it left me inspired,
To explore the wonders of Egypt, my heart's desire.
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Egyptian love poem, 3,300 years ago
I shall lie down at home
and pretend to be dying.
Then the neighbors will all come in
to gape at me, and, perhaps, she will come with them.
When she comes, I won't need a doctor,
she knows why I am ill.
Egyptian love poem, 3,300 years ago
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Mythology is just simply fascinating. There is an abundance to learn with the amount of cultures having their own tales and beliefs. Isn’t it so cool to think that the whole sky could just be a god’s body? (Particularly referencing Nut, from Egyptian mythology.) And I am sure everybody is familiar with The Odyssey. I just love learning about it; however, unfortunately for me, nobody around me seems to hold any regard for it!
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