The sunlight of Phoebus Apollon

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If you can guess what the inspiration was you get a smooch

Apollo Lykeios

Apollo and Hyacinthus

Phoebus Apollo

Philesios - Loving - the title of the God in Miletus and Didyma

Iatros - Healer, Helper - the title of the God under which He was worshiped in the Greek colonies alongside the western coast of the Black Sea

Thargelios - of Thargelia or of Thargelion - either deriving from the name of the celebration to honor Apollo during the month Thargelion, or after the month itself

Boreas - of the North - the title of the God as He was worshiped in the Miletus’ colony of Olbia

Neomenios - Apollo of the first month

Prostrates - Protector - epithet of Apollo as the city-protector, especially of those who left their home and settled in a new place (i.e. colonies)

Aguieus - similarly to Prostrates, this title names Apollo as the protector of streets and public spaces as well as travelers

Thyraios - title of Apollo, protector of the doorways

Propylaios - Apollo as the protector of the area before the gates into the house

Milesios - Milesian - title of Apollo in the Greek city of Miletus

Didymaios - Didymaian - epithet of Apollo in Didyma, the city of Ancient Anatolia, where He had established oracular worship

Oulios - Healer - the title under which Apollo was worshiped in Miletus where the epithet Iatros was not yet known

Ptoios - of Ptoion - title of Apollo in honor of His oracle in Ancient Boeotia

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"Post nubila Phoebus" - Latin. proverb - "After clouds, the sun" (i.e. Apollo/Helios).

Whenever there are clouds, sooner or later the sun will come out again. In other words, there is always hope. :)

I thank Apollon who was with me when I begin this path and has been with me till the very end.

I thank Apollo who was with me when I was a child. Whose arts have always enriched me and given me value.

I thank Apollon who lead me to Aphrodite, whom I intend to serve till the end of eternity.

And I'm sorry, Apollon. For forgetting you when you have done so much to me.

I'm sorry Apollon, to have kept you waiting.

I asked you, Lord, "reveal to me the missing piece of the Triad" and you came to me, Lord, as the Hanged Man.

Forgive me Apollon for not getting the obvious.

Forgive me Apollon for being oblivious.

And bless me, Apollon, so I may never forget who brought me here.

In your name, Lord, I reject the God of Muhammad. You who have enlightened me, aid me to be loyal.

Hail to you, Apollon, the Guiding Light, Lord of the Lost.

Ever radiant and shining Apollo, golden as the rays of the Sun.

His voice is like honey, his skin like copper, his hair like cascading falls of gold.

He who sees farther and more clearly than any of his kin, the gift of prophesy upon his tongue.

He is like the Sun; in every sense, that brings light and warmth, but that also scorches the Earth and razes crops.