#greeco egyptian

[thesorceresstemple]

#isis #goddess #goddess temple #witch goddess #feminine power #greeco egyptian

[forgeofideas]

“Are Indians Asian?”

Among Americans, not exclusive to whites, there is little sense of ethnic nuance or historic understanding when it comes to understanding different peoples across the world. Today we in the United States tend to substitute geographic terms for racial terms. Example: “Indians” are not Asian. In recent years there been an attempt to clarify the ethnic nuisance in the continent of Asia, such as categorizing East Asian, South Asian, and West Asian. But still many Asian American are inclined to state that “Indians” (South Asians) are not Asian. This is a fallacy that must be rectified. In order to understand the question of “Are Indians Asian” we must first have a grasp of the historic understanding how these terms, both geographic and racial, came to be. 

I will first use Africa as a template since more people are familiar with it. Today many Americans tend to forget that the region of North Africa exists, this is partly in due to the fact that North Africa is often lumped in with the middle east. This makes sense since what the arabs called the “Maghreb” is so culterally, linguistically, and religeously similar to the middle east. By geographic definitions (not racial ones), Egyptians, Libyans, Morrocans, and north african arabic speaking countries are in fact african. Yet Africa has with it a very strong racial connotation of black people despite being less racially homogenous as one would expect.  In an American Context we substitute the term “African American” for black. But the term African is a geographic designation, not a racial one. The use of geography in place of race stems from America’s tumutluts relation race. In fear of stoking racial tension, geographic terms are used in place of race to make terms less inflammatory. This later applied to east asians, as despite them only making up around half of Asia, they were synoymized as the definitve asian. In short, “Tunisians, Algerians, and Moroccans are ‘African’ but they are not black.”  

The confusion of what an “Asian” is stemms from the fact that there was a specific racial connotation used to define east, central, and southeast asians. This term however was essentially wiped from the minds of the American population. The term was “mongoloid.” Back then anthropologists seperated mankind into three distinct races. Note, the distinction does not use geographic terms. Race is separate from geography. Mongoloid was the term used to distinguish the “slant eyed-yellow man” NOT Asian. Asian was infact only a geographic term. It was only later that “Mongoloid” was disposed of in favor of “Oriental” or “Asian”, once again the replacment of the racial term for a geographic one was used to soften the idea of race realism and promote social harmony. The term Asian is, infact, inclusive of Arabs, Turks, Berbers, Persians, and of course your various east asian ethnicities. Persians sometimes strongly identify with the word Asia jsut as much as any chinese or japanese does, as they were actually one the earlist civilizations that the term referred to. Even the term “Oriental” only applied to the regions of the levant and anatolia. The origental express, for example took you from Paris to istanbul. To the modern american this seems odd because istanbul is infact a european city having nothing to do with the  “ resting hill roof' societies of china or japan. Once again, Oriental and Asian was a geographic term. The term “Asian” in iteself is more so a Western construct which originally never took into account the far east civizations. Asia, being a greeco-Roman idea, only referred to Anatolia, Persia, and India. 

But if East Asian are mongoloid what are Indians/South Asians. I do not support the study of race realism, but if you were to define it back then, south asians were seperated betweent the white and black races. North indians were defined as apart of the white race, and south indians were defined as being black or mixed. Today we would instead use the term “South Asian” in order to collectivley refer to Indians, Pakistani, Bengali, and nepalese. 

In today’s culture the Term “Asia” has morphed from a geographic term into a racial one which defines the mongoloid as the definitave Asian to the determent of south Asians. Allow me to interpret the quote of many East aian Americans. When East asians say “Indians aren’t Asian,” what is technically mean is that “Indians are Asian, but they aren’t mongoloid.” Understanding the historic roots of the word “Asian” and “mongoloid” will help for people to understand and distinguish between the two. Today there has been a push to recognize “Asia” as an all inclusive geo-culteral term, but there is something crucial to note. There is the way how institutions define things, and the way how culture defines things. Cultre in the united states does not see “Asia” as a geographic term, but only as one that encompasses the mongoloid race. It is then our duty, especially those of east, central, and southeast asian descent to redefine what “Asian” is. 

[normal-horoscopes]

You mentioned that a lot of alchemists were Christians or Muslims, were there any major differences in the alchemy between the two or was it more like a unified field of study? Love your work btw, especially Amber Skies!

It's less of a parallel split and more a lineage. The history of alchemy more or less goes Greeco-Egyptian > Islamicate > Christian with each transition building on the last.

[bhaarga]

There is such a disconnect between God and the world at large. Something I’ve spoken of in passing: There is no one above God for him to judge himself by.

The line itself is a loosely remembered line from the manga Olimpos by Aki (which is short but amazing and such an interesting view on Greek myth) about Zeus. Zeus is the major god of Olimpos, and there is no god above him, only gods and beings below him. He cannot judge himself as being too powerful, as having a presence which would tear apart a mere mortal in a matter of seconds. He is blind to this aspect of himself, because he doesn’t have anything to judge himself by.

And so, too, is Arjuna Alter (which is a name I use sparingly because God is not Arjuna and vice versa). He has already consumed all the deities of his pantheon, or merged with them if you want to look upon his existence in a softer light. He has all the abilities of every deity within the Hindu pantheon and those connected to it which were added into the Greeco-Roman and Egyptian pantheon, even the Pre-Vedic gods, like Rudra. He is an amalgamation. A new god. The only god who will exist in this Neo-Hindu pantheon he created in his Lostbelt/in any verse in which he remains God. He has no one to judge himself by because he has no equal.

Of course he can run simulation after simulation using human lives, trying to perceive what is good from evil, only to end it all and start over again, purging what he deems as evil. And he can do this forever, like a machine with only one function, but since he is alone, he has no one to go over the data with. He is alone, trying to determine the answer to a philosophical conundrum that has no real answer.

There is no one above him for which to judge himself and his actions by, so how can he determine what is right and wrong. What is good and evil.

#▐ ᴳᵒᵈˢ ᴮᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵇʸ ᴿᵘᶫᵉˢ ━━ headcanon

[faunawitchcraft]

Calling Christianity a "middle eastern religion" is accurate but it also carries with it so many racist connotations. The truth is that white people destroyed there own culture, among so many others. Middle Eastern men slowly grew there religions but also face horrendous oppression for doing so until white men eventually decided to end this oppression, use the religion for thier own gain, put structured power behind it and used it oppress on a whole new scale, even turning it around to hurt other groups of Middle Eastern men that didn't follow along.

White people don't have the same kind of ancient and rich culture other ethnicities have because we chose to destroy it. Because it didn't promote compliance and contribute enough to thier power over thier people like Christianity did but instead promoted personal understand through communion with nature and unique dieties.

And it's important not to ignore the fact that so much of the transistion was esspecially rooted in the desire to control women and take away the empowerment of Goddess and fertility worship so prevalent in paganism. There was no place for that in Christianity. Not to mention that African Egyptian traditions were just as much a target as Greeco-roman and English.

Now neopagans are trying to right that wrong but have to deal with those that want to use this movement to descrimate against Jewish and Muslim people... I guess what I'm saying is to be wary of those that blame the attempted destruction of paganism on "middle eastern religions", and not the Patriarchal Abrahamic adoption by white men.

#pagan #witch #abrahamic religions #wicca

[yanderemommabean]

Sorry If I'm hyped about greeco myths more than the othersajsnsns. I'm not as familiar w/ the nordic, egyptian, japanese, or any others becuase they don't catch attention like the greeks do.

Shhh I love them as much as you

though I need more focus on all of these categories trust me, I’m rusty

#greek mythology #yandere #yandere mythology #gotta love my buff anon

[soulfulauror]

@kneelbeforeyourdeath

IMMORTALITY had its moments.

For the most part, you simply got used to it. For a hunter, you forgot the life you had before it and for Esther, it had been easy. A Jewish child born in Rome and when her parents passed away suddenly was left exposed to the streets? It was easy to see why she had jumped at the chance of a new life when the Goddess of the Hunt had appeared before her. She might not have believed in the Roman--or Greek-- gods but the mysteriousness of the young maiden with a silvery aura and a promise of a life from the streets with a new family for her and her sister had drawn her in.

A century had passed since those early days and she’s grown to see the Roman Empire become a Republic and-- worse-- had lost her sister. Her sister had agreed to become a Hunter of Artemis, but Malcha wasn’t the type for this sort of immortality. She’d been blessed by Hekate at birth, an irony, and had never quite fit with her own special abilities. She wanted to grow up, to fall in love, and to have a family-- A life of eternal maidenhood hadn’t fit her sister and Tina had hated it. But she loved her sister more than anyone else and had watched her as she flourished, found love, a family, and eventually passed away.

Malcha had been happy but Esther couldn’t say the same of herself. Losing her sister was a weight she carried with her, but it was what her sister desired so the hunter tried to ignore the way it made her eyes burn with tears late at night. To be the last of their original family was hard and the only thing that made it easier were nights when her wolf companion curled by her side as if to protect her.

Decades had passed since Malcha had joined the afterlife, there were days she wondered if she got Elysium but dare not ask-- It was an odd fate they had, she supposed, Jewish-born girls in a Greeco-Roman world. Technically their fates should be different, but now it was muddied-- Her sister deserved Elysium, she thought, though she was kind. Should she ever pass away Esther thought she’d get the fields of asphodel. A place she’d rather avoid--

But immortality was odd and it had its moments and as much as her mistress meant for her she hated godly affairs. Artemis-- Sometimes Diana-- tended to avoid petty scruffles her siblings got into. Apollo was the only one she seemed to allow around and even that was with a coolness and a constant reminder not to interfere with her hunters. When she did get involved things were serious. It’s how she knew things were as much now, worse given the reasons.

Esther knew from questioning that the Greeco-Roman gods weren’t the only ones to exist. That there were days Artemis was Artemis and others where she was Diana. There were gods that were Roman and Egyptian-- And some that were only Egyptian. It was a difficult and strange time to be alive, in the heart of the era of the gods, but you simply got used to that fact too-- That more than one set of gods was around ruling over different facets of the universe. You just didn’t ask how and--more importantly-- didn’t cross lines.

The fact that they were doing just that showed how important this particular meeting was to Diana (as she was now). Esther wasn’t Diana’s lieutenant, that was a role still reserved for one girl-- but she was respected and close to the goddess, which is how she supposed she got roped into this task-- The task of leaving Midgard to find another goddess, a goddess that held and death in her hands.

Again, immortality had its moments.

A wolf had perished unfairly-- One that was the near equivalent of a god to a people far away. The wolf, of course, had been the ocomplaion to the goddess in question. The same way that the Hunters had wolf companions, in another world his children (though she knew that for the Romans that was Lupa). Lupa lived on, the mother of wolves taking in Roman demigods, but the father of wolves was now laid unfairly to rest. And although she could not outright answer-- Diana could not interfere, after all, in another group of gods fueds-- she had sent a hunter.

Esther.

So the girl and her wolf had made their way to a different plane-- caught the stares of others and ignored them-- until they found the location they were sent to. Malcha, as the wolf was called, had hunched behind her legs when she arrived in front of the limp form of the larger, more powerful wolf’s firm. Esther for her part, placed a hand on Malcha’s head but remained steady-- It was clear in the air something more terrible had happened.

Esther is quiet a moment, uncertain of what to do-- She had instructions on words to say, even a gift, but no instruction on what to say when she got there. A beat and the usually firm girl calls a wavering, “Ave.” It was difficult to talk normally in such presences. But then she wasn’t sure what to expect and her fingers itched for the bow that remained across her back on instinct. She doesn’t move though, merely makes her presence known in the large chamber and waits.

#kneelbeforeyourdeath #verse: hunter of artemis (of the ages) #playing around with the au #shh #sort of period history #porpentine wasn't a thing when she was born #so esther it is #at least for this au #it made more sense to go earlier in time for it though