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—Enheduana, from “The Hymn to Inana”
Gender-bending in the world’s most ancient authored text, newly translated by Sophus Helle.
From an essay by the translator: “The evidence for activities that sought to actively subvert established gender norms is much clearer when we turn to another and much more motley class of ritual performers. These included the kurĝara, the saĝ-ursaĝ, and the pilipili, as well as several other groups who were associated with the worship of Inana and who performed rituals in which they upended the usual conventions of gender. Ancient texts describe processions in honor of Inana in which the participants would wear female clothes on one side of their body and male clothes on the other. They would brandish weapons, which were the traditional signs of masculinity, as well as weaving instruments, such as spindles and distaffs, the traditional signs of femininity. By mixing and juxtaposing the standard symbols of gender, they would introduce an element of confusion and capriciousness into the conventions of gendered behavior: if the same person could wear both female and male clothes, viewers were led to ponder the nature of gender itself. It is highly likely that the various groups, such as the kurĝara and the saĝ-ursaĝ, would subvert gender norms in different ways: some were perhaps individuals who generally appeared to be female but performed stereotypically male actions, others the reverse, but because of the limitations of our sources, it is difficult to reconstruct the differences between them. Either way, these groups were all engaged in a playful scrambling of what was thought to be typically male and typically female.”
On the pilipili: “Inana then blessed them, named them, and gave them a snapped spear ‘as if they were a man’ (ll. 80–81). The passage implies that they were generally seen as women and that they announced their distance from normative gender by carrying a broken emblem of maleness. However, the text identifies them not with one gender or the other but with the transition between genders, referring to them as ‘the changed pilipili’ (l. 88). Together with the reed pipers, the kurĝara, the saĝ-ursaĝ, and the ecstatics, they are depicted as ritual lamenters: Inana ‘makes them weep and wail for her,’ so that they ‘exhaust themselves with tears and tears’ (ll. 87, 90).”
“Your heart is dusk, moonlight cannot enter you.”
— Enheduanna, Enheduana: The Complete Poems of the World’s First Author, to Ninhursag
I approached the light, but the light was scorching hot to me. I approached that shade, but I was covered with a storm. My honeyed mouth became venomous. My ability to soothe moods vanished.
Enheduanna, Exaltation of Inanna (approx. 2300 BCE)
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Nem félek a haláltól. Attól félek, hogy így fogom leélni az életem.
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Treasure Planet was so right. About everything, but specifically I mean about the whole spaceships and technology blended with 18th century aesthetic.
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Olyan nehéz azokat a pillanatokat megélni, ahol szükséged lenne az anyukádra, de nem fordulhatsz hozzá, mert képtelen ott lenni neked. Képtelen egy önállóan gondolkodó, emberi lényként tekinteni rá, mert neki csak egy bábu vagy.
Mindenből azt kell kihoznia, hogy mekkora egy fasz vagy, neki sokkal rosszabb, mind neked. Még egy vigasztaló ölelést sem lehet tőle kérni következmények nélkül.
Meg sem kaptam még az örökségem, azt sem tudom mit vagy mennyit kapok egyáltalán, de persze ők már elköltötték.
Nagy hiba volt elmondani, hogy mennyit keresnék az új munkahelyem, mert már azt a pénz is elköltötték.
Az az első gondolatuk, hogy hitelbe vernek, mert "nekem" kell egy saját lakás. Már el is döntötték, hogy milyen lakásban és hol fogok lakni. Nem kapok levegőt, egy perce sem engednek ebből az őrületből kitörni.
Nem akarok egy olyan helynek a tulajdonosa lenni, amihez közük van, aminek tudják a hol létét. Amivel megint évekig sarokban tarthatnak és manipulálhatnak.
Olyan messzire akarok szaladni, hogy sose találjanak meg, olyan messzire menni, hogy még a létezésüket is elfelejtsem. El akarok tűnni, megszűnni létezni. Véget vetni ennek az egésznek.
Waking up in the morning after hysterically crying yourself to sleep.
being around my parents makes me feel sick. like, physically unwell. i want to throw up
girls be like “fighting demons😤🤪” and the demons be their moms