"Blooming June" or "Flowers of Hypnos", from Andrea Zanatelli’s embroidery series

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"Blooming June" or "Flowers of Hypnos", from Andrea Zanatelli’s embroidery series
Memento Mori- St Nicholas Church, Chiswick London
Under The New Moon
Watercolor On Black Paper
2022, 11"x 14"
Blue Purple Poppies
Artist Kerby Rosanes
living under heaven / Nao ARAI
🦋⚜️Golden Butterfly ⚜️🦋
I am like the pomegranate tree, but all my branches have been cut, broken, and buried with the dead. My heart has become a shriveled pomegranate beating with death and falling every second into a bottomless pit. But no one knows. No one. The pomegranate alone knows.
Sinan Antoon, from The Corpse Washer
Thanatos came to me in a dream last night.
He was very soft spoken, sitting on the edge of a gray cliff. His wings were dark gray, his hair was curled and almost black. He asked me what I wanted, I said I wasn’t sure. I was nervous to be near him, not because he’s death but I always feel submissive among deities. But there was something very calming about his presence that made me relax quickly. I sat beside him and at first I thought there was nothing beyond the cliff.
It was instead just so high above clouds, the clouds were covering everything so it all looked white. I’m terrified of heights but it wasn’t until after I woke that I realized I sat beside him so confidently as if there wasn’t a cliff at all. Or just the power of dreams, I suppose. It was very brief. He told me I needed help with my relationships. I said something like “I don’t think that’s in your domain.” He assured me grief and death of emotion are still involved with death, that moving on especially from people was something he does have dominion over.
I look forward to his presence. He exudes peace.
Orphic Hymn
❝Hear me, O Death [Thanatos], whose empire unconfin’d, extends to mortal tribes of ev’ry kind. On thee, the portion of our time depends, whose absence lengthens life, whose presence ends. Thy sleep perpetual bursts the vivid folds, by which the soul, attracting body holds: Common to all of ev’ry sex and age, for nought escapes thy all-destructive rage; Not youth itself thy clemency can gain, vig’rous and strong, by thee untimely slain. In thee, the end of nature’s works is known, in thee, all judgment is absolv’d alone: No suppliant arts thy dreadful rage controul, no vows revoke the purpose of thy soul; O blessed pow’r regard my ardent pray’r, and human life to age abundant spare.❞
Poscas on wood.
~ Orange and Gray ~
Brothers
There is something peculiar in this bouquet in my Study.
Seeing that person reply to a Thanatos post referencing the game Hades made me realize we gotta start alerting people we aren't talking about the video game Thanatos but the real Thanatos and that makes me feel some type of way
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