Glory To The Gods

Me: *reads this*

Me: Blasphemy might exist in my religion

When you are depressed, Dionysos is with you

When you are delusional, Dionysos is with you

When you are euphoric, Dionysos is with you

When you are splitting, Dionysos is with you

When you are in a rage, Dionysos is with you

When you are struggling with your mental health in any way, Dionysos is right there with you. He will never be angry about your mental illness.

🪞🐐 Laughter-Loving Aphrodite 🦪🕊

"Of Cytherea, born in Cyprus, I will sing. She gives kindly gifts to men: smiles are ever on her lovely face, and lovely is the brightness that plays over it. Hail, goddess, queen of well-built Salamis and sea-girt Cyprus; grant me a cheerful song. And now I will remember you and another song also." -Homeric Hymn 10 to Aphrodite

"Heavenly, smiling Aphrodite, praised in many hymns, sea-born, revered goddess of generation, you like the nightlong revel and you couple lovers at night, O scheming mother of Necessity. Everything comes from you; you have yoked the world, and you control all three realms. You give birth to all, to everything in heaven, upon the fruitful earth and in the depths of the sea, O venerable companion of Bacchos. You delight in festivities, O bridelike mother of the Erotes, O Persuasion whose joy is in the bed of love, secretive, giver of grace, visible and invisible, lovely-tressed daughter of a noble father, bridal feast companion of the gods, sceptered she-wolf, beloved and man-loving giver of birth and of life, with your maddening love-charms you yoke mortals and the many races of beasts to unbridled passion. Come, O goddess born in Cyprus, whether you are on Olympos, O queen, exulting in the beauty of your face, or you wander in Syria, country of fine frankincense, or, yet, driving your golden chariot in the plain,you lord it over Egypt’s fertile river bed. Come, whether you ride your swan-drawn chariot over the sea’s billows, joying in the creatures of the deep as they dance in circles, or you delight in the company of the dark-faced nymphs on land,(as, light-footed, they frisk over the sandy beaches). Come, lady, even if you are in Cyprus that cherishes you, where fair maidens and chaste nymphs throughout the year sing of you, O blessed one, and of immortal, pure Adonis. Come, O beautiful and comely goddess; I summon you with holy words and pious soul." - Orphic Hymn to Aphrodite 

if a blog is affiliated with them in any way, it's nazi shit, even if the blog or their posts don't seem like it.

like these are on their official forums

the temple of zeus website is worded carefully to avoid explicit nazi bullshit, but it's there if you know how to read between the lines.

^'forced universalism' is juxtaposed against a 'realistic truth' of race

and 'open to all gentiles' HUGE red flag bc gentile just means 'not jewish'

their ethics page, written by the author of 'upholding the white race'

the most recent account i've seen affiliated with toz/jos is ladder-of-eros

Happy pride month ❤️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

Ill be entirely honest, I'm confused by those that know that the new temple of Zeus and Pan was opened by a violent antisemite ultra-nationalist and are somehow saying things like "they're terrible but at least we have a temple and hopefully more will open!"

We do not have a temple.

WE do not have a temple.

Those of us that aren't Greek do not have a temple.

This is not a "win."

And to hold these values while building a temple for Zeus, the god of foreigners, you're ridiculous, and you're lame.

Inspired by the douchebag who saw fit to put a neo-Nazi (oh sorry, “alt-right” -eyeroll-) propaganda flier under my wiper at the market today.

May the hateful hands that forged this Have their own hatred turned back to bite them May their own teeth bite their slanderous tongues May their own bile choke them May their own spite confound them May the harm they do be visited upon them a hundred times And a hundred times again Until enlightenment finds them Or death takes them

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A god whose beauty shines like no other,

Both externally and deep within,

A god who makes the outcast his brother,

Indulging in revelry and sin,

He gifted us pleasures of theatre and wine,

And told us to embrace indulgence,

We spoil ourselves, "what's theirs is mine",

And embrace our disobedience,

The God who taught us what diversity means,

Humanity's one true Savior,

With ivy leaves, he crowns kings and queens,

He frees us from our labor,

Praise Dionysus of grapes and good spirits,

Let's hold hands around the bonfire,

We'll push on well past our mortal limits,

Our bodies will beg us to retire,

To drink of his blood and eat of his flesh,

We'll lose our minds in divinity,

To find clarity in madness and comfort in mess,

"Nothing is perfect," Replied the God, "Not even the Gods are perfect. You are beautiful in your imperfection."

"But the things that I hope to achieve, the desires I long for - all of these things are wrong and evil! I am evil..."

"Are these things truly wrong, or were you told that they were?"

"...I was told that they were, but that doesn't change that I am evil, I am wrong."

Dionysus put a hand on the goat's back with a sigh. "If pleasure is evil, then I'm happy to be wrong."

The goat looked at the God with surprise. "Why?"

"Life is so short," Dionysus began, "It is a precious thing - something to cherish and savor, like a fine wine rich in flavor. Why spend your life caring what others think is evil and wrong of you when you can be living your best life, happy and away from them?"

"I see," Said the goat, "Then am I not evil?"

"If every opinion were a fact, you would be. But that's not how things work, no matter how certain people are of their opinions. You are not evil; you were only labeled as such."

Khairete.