My sister did the drawing and I coloured it. 💛 Adding it to my shrine on this Anthesteria. I hope y'all had merry times.
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My sister did the drawing and I coloured it. 💛 Adding it to my shrine on this Anthesteria. I hope y'all had merry times.
if your friend died and you know it smash your grapes
SMASH!SMASH!
if your friend died and you know it smash your grapes
SMASH!SMASH!
if you asked Ampelos to climb in a grape vine and then he died
if your friend died and you know it smash your grapes
Bacchos tell me, where can I find thee? Is it in the bottom of a wine glass, the sweet nectar from immortals? Or maybe in jubilous laughter after we share the utmost joy, the utmost despair? Are we to reunite again, feast anew the year ahead? O great Bacchos is it time? Please, tell me. So I may find you and other Immortals alike.
When the Fates ordained it Zeus gave birth to a bull-horned god and crowned him with crowns of snakes. This is why the maenads fling round their hair beast eating snakes, the spoil of their hunting.
Euripides' Bacchae 99-103, trans. Stephen Esposito 2004
Syncretism Week 2: Monday - Dionysos and the Great Mother
DIONYSOS AND SABAZIOS
Orphic Hymn no. 30 - Apostolos N. Athanakassis translation
To Dionysos
Incense: Storax
I call upon loud-roaring and reveling Dionysos, primeval, two-natured, Thrice-born, Bacchic lord, savage, ineffable, two-horned and two-shaped. Ivy-cover, bull-faced, warlike, howling, pure, you take raw flesh, You have triennial feasts, wrapt in foliage, decked with grape clusters. Resourceful Eubouleus, immortal god sired by Zeus, When he mated with Persephonē in unspeakable union. Hearken to my voice, O blessed one, and with your fair-girdled nurses, Breathe on me in spirit of perfect kindness.
Orphic Hymn no. 45
To Dionysos, Bassareus and Triennial
Come, blessed Dionysos, bull-faced god conceived in fire, Bassareus and Bakchos, many-named master of all. You delight in bloody swords and in the holy maenads, As you howl throughout Olympos, O roaring and frenzied Bacchos. Armed with the thyrsus and wrathful in extreme, you are honored By all the gods and by all the men who dwell on earth. Come, blessed and leaping god, and bring much joy to all.
Orphic Hymn no. 48
To Sabazios
Incense: Aromatic Herbs
Works and Days Devotion, Day 9, Holy: Dionysos, Mise, Semele
Orphic Hymns translated by Apostolos N. Athanassakis (30, 42, 44)
To Dionysos
I call upon loud-roaring and reveling Dionysos, primeval, two-natured, Thrice-born, Bacchic lord, savage, ineffable, two-horned and two-shaped. Ivy-covered, bull-faced, warlike, howling, pure, you take raw flesh, You have triennial feasts, wrapt in foliage, decked with grape clusters. Resourceful Eubouleus, immortal god sired by Zeus, When he mated with Persephone in unspeakable union. Hearken to my voice, O blessed one, and with your fair-girdled nurses, Breathe on me in spirit of perfect kindness.
To Mise
I call upon law-giving Dionysos who carries the fennel stalk, Unforgettable and many-named seed of Eubouleus, And upon holy, sacred and ineffable queen Mise, whose two-fold nature is male and female. As redeeming Iacchos, I summon you lord, whether you delight in your fragrant temple At Eleusis, or with the Mother you partake of mystic rites in Phrygia, Or you rejoice in Cyprus with fair-wreathed Kythereia, Or yet you exult in hallowed wheat-bearing fields along Egypt's river, With your divine mother, the august black-robed Isis, and your triad of nurses. Lady, kindheartedly come to those contesting for noble prizes.
To Semele
I call upon the daughter of Kadmos, queen of all, Fair Semele of the lovely tresses and the full bosom, Mother of thyrsus-bearing and joyous Dionysos. She was driven to great pain by the blazing thunderbolt, Which, through the counsels of immortal Kronian Zeus, burned her, And by noble Persephone she was granted honors among mortal men, Honors given every third year. Then they reenact the travail for your son Bacchos, The sacred ritual of the table, and the holy mysteries. Now you, goddess, do I beseech, daughter of Kadmos, queen, Always to be gentle-minded towards the initiates.
Dionysus or Dionysos the Greek god of wine, represents not only the intoxicating power of wine, but also its social and beneficial influences. He was also known as Bacchus to the Romans. He is viewed as the promoter of civilization, a lawgiver, and lover of peace - as well as the patron deity of agriculture and the theatre. He was also known as the Liberator (Eleutherios), freeing one from one's normal self, by madness, ecstasy, or wine. The divine mission of Dionysus was to mingle the music of the flute and to bring an end to care and worry. There is also an aspect of Dionysus on his relationship to the "cult of the souls", and the scholar Xavier Riu writes that Dionysus presided over communication between the living and the dead.
Dionysos Enorches
This God has balls!
(Enorches = Testicles)