#aiser

[sinaiserblogs]

small worship acts.

drink water for Nethuns.

call your parents or guardians for Uni.

spread joy for Voltumna.

work out for Hercle.

tell yourself you’re amazing for Turan.

read for Menrva.

[kneipe]

belgrad 2024

[maxdemianfangirl]

A Ritual To Connect With Horta

This is an offering to Horta, the Etruscan goddess of agriculture, viticulture, and gardens. I made this as an introduction to her, but it also works as a ritual to ask for her assistance in growing, either as a person or with a garden. She’s so underrated.

You will need:

Fruit juice, any type

A goblet, or some other fancy glass

A sink for water

Stones

Your preferred method of purification. I use a vocal spell for this, but any liquid-suitable method shall work.

Pour your juice into your goblet. While you do this, say: "Horta, lady of the garden, your world is the Tuscan fields. Praise be upon the bushes, the flowers, and the rivers."

Use your purifying material to purify the juice. When you are confident in it, drink the juice. Leave a little left at the bottom. Then fill the goblet back up with water, letting it mix with the juice, and add the stones to it.

Say: "Horta, I have consumed your blessing to me, the fruit of the field. Feel the stones, feel the water, and lend me your help to tend your yields, lady of the garden."

Leave the stones to sit in the water for a few hours. Dispose of the stones by placing them in your yard, and use the water on your plants.

[troublesome-troubleshooter]

> File "game/script.rpy", line 67

@monikadotchr​

Aiser was hanging out in the back alleyway of the school. The festival arc had finally reached its final act, meaning that he finally was fully conscious, and aware of his situation... He knew how this all should start, the main character would either come out of the back alleyway to get a breath of ‘fresh air’, or after the festival was over. They would end up running into each other on the way home, and all he had to do was play along.

However, he should first prepare his dialogue, he had to go and look at whatever interactions the goddamned neckbeard on the keyboard had made with the other characters, While he didn't know much about the characters. He knew the stereotypes.

Sayori was the depressed one. Designed for the ones who couldn't get the fuck out of bed, either because they realize just how futile their existence is. Or if its the sheer amount of fat weighing them down emotionally and physically.

Natsuki was designed for the “weaboos” as they were called. Small, Cute, unnatural hair color... They were one of the fucking cliche anime tropes, the real shit one that hated people but apparently acted really sweet underneath or whatever.

Yuri was a weird one, He couldn't quite pinpoint what her appeal was. But he could only presume they were body-service... With their, “Generous” build, and otherwise lackluster personality. he frequently found it hard to come up with advice for their route. Thankfully with this one, the programmers were nice enough to give him some insight into their interests, horror novels and knives. Creepy? Yes! No fucking clue why anyone would choose them, but fuck it. To each their own he guessed.

Aiser sat in the alleyway, back against the wall... This area was region-locked, No NPCs besides the girls from the literature club, and the main character could access it. A sort of mental-barrier preventing them from intruding. Giving him time to check the logs to see what route the player was taking. He knew that from the time in which the festival arc started, to end would take about 15-20 minutes.

“Let's see here...”

Aiser opened up the command prompt, the borderless black box appearing in front of him. While it was empty at first, he immeadly began to input a command into the box, to bring up the entire log of the game. From start to the current scene.

> os.log.debug(”Start”; “c2s1″)

Suddenly the log had filled up with a jumble of text, cryptic file-names and logs on events occurring within the game, in such a strange format to some it would seem like a foreign language to anyone who was not a programmer... Or Aiser.

Thus began the monotonous process of reading over every action that had occurred within the game, every “poem” choice. The order in which their interactions with the literature club went if they decided to go home with Natsuki first or Yuri if they had decided to walk home with Sayori or not, if they turn down Sayori or if they accept their love.

Seemed like they were going the Sayori route, Writing a lot of poems pertaining to their interests... Accepting their love, good! They were being pretty one dimensional and predictable... Good! He just had to-

... Wait a minute, something was up... There was an interaction missing... There was supposed to be an interaction between the protagonist and the depressed bitch right here. Some kinda fluffy shit where they help em outta bed or some crap... Why was that gone?

Actually, as a matter of fact, it seemed like there was a BIG chunk just... Missing? As if Sayori had just completely disappeared from the story all of a sudden! What the fuck? ... Something was clearly wrong. He had to find out.

Aiser got up from where he was seated, the command prompt box disappearing. He opened the back door to the school, peering inside. The festival was still going as normal... He put his hands into his pockets... He had to find the literature club. If a character was missing who the fuck knows how far the plot will de-rail.

He eventually came across it. The stand where a few of the un-realistic women and the protagonist were standing... Shit, the protagonist was there. Albeit with a more, depressed demeanor? And Sayori, the peach haired girl was indeed gone.

That left Yuri, Who he didn't feel like talking to. And doubted they could give much insight... Natsuki, Who he really didn't feel like talking to, bitch would probably end up yelling at him... Then there was Monika, A side character that for some odd reasoning had an entire character file and personality to them, despite barely having any interactivity... Fuck it, they seemed like the best candidate to talk to... He needed to make this look fluent, and not out of place. His eyes were attracted to the poem, ahh! There! He could lead that into a conversation!

Let's see here... Something about a leaf... Looks like there is some kinda symbolism here about like, purpose? Or some cheezy shit like that? ... It was a REALLY long poem. Who even has the time to write something this long?

“... So, Literature ey? Aint Neva been much a fan ‘bout it m’self... Although, This is pretty neat, Got some pretty heavy underlying themes here.”

A basic start to the conversation, He hoped to continue it onto a conversation about the club in general. And maybe find the fate of Sayori

[sinaiserblogs]

Hello all! It’s Saturday, which means I’m back to Satre posting!

I discovered recently that he is actually on the Liver of Piacenza! That’s it, just a name, but I do find it fascinating that such a poorly-attested ais is on one of the major pieces of Etruscan writing we have, not a singular votive stone.

On Uni’s Wikipedia, her father is listed as Satre, and I do have to assume that this is because of Juno being the daughter of Saturn, and Hera being the daughter of Kronos. Though it is Wikipedia, and I do have to look more into this! It’s also intriguing because besides the equivalences, there doesn’t appear to be any reason for this connection! And no Rhea/Ops equivalent, as far as I can tell. (Again, I do have to do more research!)

But I admit, in my personal worship, I fully accept Uni as the daughter of Satre - perhaps Tins as well! I’ll need to ponder on that a bit longer.

Śin Satre!

(Apologies if this is a bit over the place, it’s largely just me typing out Satre ramblings, lol.)

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18 May 2025 

Anmpile 18, 3 days post Feast of Laran 

Note: my calendar references here are based on interpretation of the Tabula Capuana, roughly placed on the Gregorian Calendar. As with all things Etruscan, this is not absolute. It is, additionally, only based on my specific practice, and is subject to change. I have chosen to use both n and m in the word "Anmpile", instead of a singular letter, as we find many Etruscan words which contain similar consonant clusters (Hercle, Vanth, Achivzr, Menrva, etc. - all examples of this certain linguistic phenomenon in the Rasenna language.) As usual, my choice of subject is based on the planetary weekday, corresponding generally to the Roman calendar (dies Solis). 

Usil, God(dess) of the Sun?

This post took me some hours (and several coffee breaks) to write. Large parts of that were research or just thinking about what to write. I try to put forth some kind of academic writing from an Etruscan pagan's point of view on this blog, but my own perfectionism and doubt certainly gets in the way. 

So let's dive in - not to necessarily infodump or propose an academic paper, but to read a mix of my research and thoughts on the Etruscan god Usil; as academia forms the basis of our worship as Etruscan pagans.

Usil is on the Liver of Piacenza, as are several other Etruscan deities (I mentioned Satre in yesterday's post!). He is next to Tiur/Tivr - and you will notice that I have placed two different spellings of this word next to each other. On the Liver, looking directly at it, with my rudimentary knowledge of the Etruscan alphabet, we can see "TIVR" - however, Tiur is an attested spelling as well from other inscriptions. Typically, I will write Tiur for ease of English pronunciation. Since I am referencing the Liver's specific spelling, I will write Tivr. 

Tivr and Usil are at the bottom, next to each other. Our current research concludes that Tivr is the moon god(dess), as well as a word for "month", and Usil is the sun god. (...Dess. Etruscan deities tend to lack permanent genders.) In my research, I did find this blog post: Paleoglot: Etruscan 'usil': It ain't the "sun" - which argues, that rather than the commonly agreed-upon definition, Usil means "dusk" due to this sentence: "Cis-um thesane uslane-c mlache." While I appreciate the research & argument, I have to disagree - Usil, to my linguist brain & knowledge, does appear to have connections to both Greek Helios and Roman Sol linguistically; it contains similar letters, as do other Etruscan equivalents - Menrva to Minerva, Uni to Juno - and a similar cadence.Thesan is occasionally attested as goddess of both the dawn and dusk - and this, along with her connection to Eos, leads me to conclude that this line is specifically about Thesan; not her presumed brother.  Additionally, the statues he does have clearly depict him as a solar deity. The one most often seen when discussing Usil is this: 

He has wings. He has a solar halo! And these spherical structures? Quoted as him holding fireballs. I think this absolutely supports his role as the god of the sun.

Another interesting thing to note is that Usil is cited as Catha's father in several places. This gets into the problem of who Catha is…

…and that's not a question with an easy answer. She's a goddess of Pyrgi. She has a connection to the underworld. 

But she might also be a lunar deity, or a solar deity, or even have a connection to childbirth. When equating her with a Greek deity, researchers choose Leucothea, a minor sea deity! 

So Usil, a male and sometimes female god of the sun, has a daughter who is a chthonic lunisolar goddess of childbirth and possibly the ocean. Unlike the Tivr & moon connections, this does not have a clear mythology we can put together - Helios and Selene are Titans of the sun and moon, brother and sister, along with Eos, Titaness of the dawn. Helios is the father of…Circe. And Phaethon. Circe's hardly a sea goddess - the closest she gets to that is turning sailor Odysseus' men into pigs and cursing the monster Scylla. She's not lunar, solar, chthonic, or a deity of childbirth either. So this thread falls apart as well - barring unverified personal gnosis and individual practice.

Phaethon is a demigod, a mortal demigod. He does not appear to have an Etruscan equivalent; which seems to be more rare as I dive into them. We have Heracles to Hercle, Theseus to These, Adonis to Atunis/Atune. Perhaps he's in some as-of-yet undiscovered tomb. But that's simply speculation. 

What do we conclude from this? Really, what do I conclude from this? Since, as I've stated, this is a blog for my own practices. 

Largely, that Usil is the god of a son, he has a sibling in Tivr, the moon god, a sister in Thesan, the dawn & dusk goddess, and a daughter in Catha, the…chthonic einalic lunisolar goddess of childbirth.  Writing these does help me form my own thoughts about the pantheon of aiser and where they all fit together - through reconstructions, Etruscan writing, comparisons to Greek and Roman mythology, other Italic languages, and my own theology. I don't think Catha is a Circe equivalent - though I couldn't find a specific Circe equivalence in my research. I do know the Etruscans had the stories of Odysseus, and I've seen at least one fresco of him defeating the Cyclops (cuclu) Polyphemus:

Again, that's a post for another time. Yet as with all things Etruscan, I'm left largely with more questions than answers, and less sure than when I started out. But I don't think that's a problem - learning is sacred. Ask Menrva. :-)

Śin Usil, god of the sun!

Sources

Usil: Etruscan God of the Sun

Foot of a Cista (Storage Box) | The Art Institute of Chicago

Most Popular Etruscan Gods: Discovering the Ancient Divine Pantheon - Mythical Encyclopedia

Godchecker guide to Usil, the Etruscan God of the Sun 🌞 from Etruscan mythology. Sun God on the rise

Usil - World Mythos

Turan, Aritimi, Usil et l'énigmatique Letham... - A la recherche des Etrusques…

February 9, 2018 – The History Blog

[sinaiserblogs]

It’s Tuesday, so Laran thoughts prevail.

Laran in the beating heart of Etruria.

Laran in the knowledge I have of self-defense.

Laran, watching me as I struggle, leaving behind my abusive ex to worship Him.

Laran in the fight of civilians. Laran in decolonization. Laran in the bloody war.

Laran, comforting those with survivor’s guilt.

Laran, harming those who’ve taken other’s joy.

Laran, with me, as I write this.

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Update

Hello, all. I haven't posted on this blog in a while, given...well, certain life events involving addictions, pets, and moving internationally. I would like to get back into it; my worship of the Aiser hasn't stopped among all of this chaos. If anything it's increased - even if it looks much different from where I was this time last year. If there's anything you'd like to see, please feel free to send an ask my way! Sin Laran, and have a great Tuesday. -sinaiserblogs