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mythology-void · 2 months
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okay so I was doing a Research™️ about ancient Greek etymology as one does and I found some Things that made me want to Violently Claw My Arms Off please allow me to force feed you my discoveries
So there are 2 words for "not" in ancient Greek, depending on the context: ou and mē. Having introduced himself in the Cyclops episode as " ou tis", or No-man, he then stabs Polyphemus in the eye. When Polyphemus' brothers come to check on him, they say this:
"... surely no man [mē tis] is carrying off your sheep? Surely no man [mē tis] is trying to kill you either by fraud or by force?"
Right after this, after the other cyclopes ditch Polyphemus, Odysseus's inner monologue goes something like this:
"Then they went away, and I laughed inwardly at the success of my clever strategem [metis]." (pronounced mEH-Tis)
Now, there's a difference between mē tis and metis. [mē tis] (pronounced mEH-Tis with a space between the syllables) is the literal translation for "no man". Metis is a word for extreme intelligence/cunning, which is something Odysseus is famous for.
Now, there are several examples of abuse of metis/intelligence in the Odyssey, but I think the juxtaposition between [mē tis], or the concept of anonymity, and metis, or extreme intelligence, is REALLY interesting. Odysseus's adoption of the title "No-man" was characteristic of metis--it was a really smart move that simultaneously hid him from the cyclops and avoided any future consequences. It was a highly effective strategy all wrapped up in a nest little package with a bow on it.
But when he revealed himself as Odysseus of Ithaca, effectively throwing off No-man (anonymity and [mē tis]), that was characterized as idiocy--he's essentially doxxed himself, and now he's doing to (spoiler alert) get tossed around the Mediterranean by Poseidon for the next 10 years.
This is really interesting because it lets you see the parallels/codependency between metis(intelligence) and humility. When Odysseus refused to allow himself to go unnoticed (hubris) he suffered for it. BUT when he declined instant glory/satisfaction (kleos) in order to achieve the long term goal of survival, he was rewarded with Athena's favor (pay attention. This part is important).
And this situation repeats itself MULTIPLE TIMES in the Odyssey--the EXACT SAME THING happens near the end of the book, with the suitors. When. Odysseus is dressed as a beggar and the suitors/Antinious are abusing him, he ACTIVELY CHOOSES not to react--he doesn't stand up and rip off his disguise and start hollering "TIS I, ODYSSEUS OF ITHACA! FEAR MY WRATH"
No. He sits there patiently and waits. He plans and schemes and quietly orchestrates their downfall without alerting them of it. Why? Because he learned his lesson the first time this happened. He buried his rage and adopted what was, according to Grace LA Franz, a more feminine form of metis, weaving a web of destruction for his enemies that ultimately resulted in their total annihilation (see Weaving a Way to Nostos: Odysseus and Feminine Metis in the Odyssey by Grace LaFranz). His patience allowed him to win the whole prize--no questions asked, no 10-year-long-business-trip strings attached--just the sweetness of a full victory. And he is, once again, rewarded with Athena's favor--both in the battle with the suitors and in the aftermath (cleanup/reuniting with Penelope).
This really reinforces the idea in the Odyssey that Odysseus's defining characteristic is not just his intelligence--it's his ability to learn from his mistakes. He used what he learned at the Lotus Eaters Island against Polyphemus--the Lotus Eaters drugged his men, so he drugged Polyphemus. He used what he learned from Circe and Polyphemus against the suitors--Circe used false sweetness and honeyed words to lure his men into a trap, so that's exactly what he did to the suitors. His hubris on Polyphemus' island cost his whole crew their lives, so he intentionally left well enough alone until the right time. He didn't just learn from his failures--he turned them into BATTLE STRATEGY.
i don't care what anyone says that is completely totally and objectively awesome
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0nelinerwordplay · 8 days
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What you do in life matters more than what you say. If you don't believe that, try farting in a crowded elevator.
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emmaverick · 2 months
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"today's youth could never handle a world war"
my sister in christ,
NO ONE FROM ANY TIME COULD
this generation is no more or less human than those of the past, you just never truly knew the lives those past generations lived
only the idealized versions, where everyone comes out a living hero
there are NO "pure" heroes from war, best case scenario is a deeply traumatized person who had their developmental years stolen by a fist of imperial steel, with and/or against the swing depending on which side of which fight
the human was not built to stand against nor wield that imperial steel, and those who do will find it's not steel, but lead
lead, whose poison slowly kills them, killer and/or survivor
lead, whose weight bears down on them for the remainders of their lives, killer and/or survivor
lead, who blasts through their fragile bones, killer and/or killed
THE HUMAN IS NOT BUILT FOR WAR
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wildecstasies · 1 year
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You know, she craves for you
she craves for the way
your fingers would touch her
and her whole body would melt,
the way your lips would
send shivers down her spine,
she craves for the way you would
grab her by the throat
and make her legs shiver in pleasure
with each of your strokes.
~ wildecstasies
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becomeawendybird · 8 months
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Secrets I Have Held by QuickedWeen (M, 4.1k)
Three years ago, Louis ran with the Peaky Blinders. He thought he left that life behind, but his past might finally be catching up with him.
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Inspired By Peaky Blinders, mild violence, Rich Harry Styles, Tailoring, Poetry, Cliffhangers
This fic was written for @wordplayfics 2023 and inspired by the incredible fic For You, I Will (I Don't Believe in Magic, but) by @lil0
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the-concrete-sage · 1 month
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Not Today…
I don’t feel like writing
I haven’t a thing to say
I am feeling good though
In a strangest of ways
I guess this is me writing
I have no idea where this goes
Another one of my mind dumps
Spilling word as I go with the flow
I know why I’m writing
Because its my go to muse
Writing sustains my soul
The preferred vice I use to cut loose
Now I feel like writing
Even though it’s at its end
But I find solace in the act
Of sharing with those I see as friends
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autumnsunshine10 · 1 year
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Tanked
Sick of hearing there are plenty
Of fish in the sea but it's never clear
How many will be a good catch for me
Ones who get away; the throw back release
Predators with razor sharp teeth
I've had my fill of common carp
The coarse and controlling can take a pike
Spouting carpe diem telling me how
To live my life--it's a dogfish eat dogfish world
We're all just trying to swim behind glass
Distracted by the reflection as we pass by
Hoping to pass the time with a partner
Before belly up and the great beyond
That final lap in the porcelain bowl
I have low tides and needs arise
I've tried drowning them out in denial
But they resurface and take over
When least expected the insufferable
Piranhas sink their teeth to
Take another brutal bite
Inspired by the prompt: the whole aquarium
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dolores-hazy · 1 year
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Coordination
Mutual appreciation
No depreciation in value
Nor use for self-
Deprecation
Simultaneous equations
Sixty-nine problems
One smouldering solution
Yin yang give-and-take culminating
In a satiating conclusion
Inspired by the #kamasutrachallenge prompt: sixty-nine
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maariiyaaaa · 10 months
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The movie in my mind is blue — As June runs into warm July, I think of little else, but you. ~excerpt of “From June to December”, Wendy Cope
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Things takes time
and time is taking
things away from me
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Liam in my vampire fic: super careful to never outright lie to Sherlock, though he certainly does so by omission/implication/suggestion.
Albert in the companion piece I'm writing:
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0nelinerwordplay · 8 days
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Life is like a box of chocolates. You're either lactose intolerant or end up with diabetes.
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imfullofworms · 11 months
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This Dress
Reader
May I borrow your mind?
I promise, I'll be gentle
This dress
Say it in your head
This dress
Faster
Thisdress
Faster
Thisdress
Faster, almost there
Distress
A coward's mind changes just as quick
Running to the model in the shop window
Over the (dis)dress at the altar
Thank you
You can have your head back now
I'm sorry, I needed to vent
By me
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xvnfixations · 10 months
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bottled scars ─ 🦋🍃
a poetry piece of xiaoven, written in venti's perspective ~ ( xiao/venti, genshin impact )
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10.21.2022
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" bottled scars "
an endless cycle, through countless nights
for the sake of others, you stay and fight.
at your worst, you still stand firm and tall
but even the flowers wither and fall.
feelings sealed, all bottles inside.
the pain you bear, you ignore and hide.
time and time, you fight and endure
sit with me, let your scars heal
or if you'd like, i'll sing you a song
firmly believing there is no cure.
rest, love, time will not stop
i'll wipe away your every teardrop.
open up your bottle, let it all pour away
be not afraid, there'll be another day.
tell me all about how you feel.
for i'll be by your side, all night long.
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~ @xvnfixations
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wildecstasies · 1 year
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Confused between holding you close or making a mess out of you.
~wildecstasies
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baldgoddese · 9 months
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Letter to the bold.
~Ese~
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