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Detail: sculpture in the Musee DâOrsay. Paris.
words about gods
adevism: the denial of gods from mythology and legend
allotheism: belief in or worship of strange gods
anthropotheism: the belief that gods are only deified men
deicide: the destruction or killing of a god
lar: the local god of a house
misotheism: the hatred of God or deities
temenos: place dedicated to a god
thearchy: rule by a god or gods; a body of divine rulers
theomachy: war among, or against, the gods
theophorous: having the name of a god
undeify: to deprive the nature of a god
ââYou may be able to fool the rest of Asgard-Â â But never you. I know.â
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There is so much light in him, I see it even when heâs asleep. His veins are always burning with hot, hungry blood. The wolves try to tear it from him, but even their teeth canât handle the thrumming, the pulsing. They choke. He tries not to notice his palm prints seared into my back, into my thighs. They are the tattoos Iâve always wanted, (maybe I could be his canvas) but he doesnât want to mark me. He says itâs okay, it doesnât mean he owns me, but I say yes, yes it does, I give myself to you. Let me tell you something, if the sun was yellow then he would be liquid gold, for he melts in the heat of his own brilliance, and he doesnât know the stars trail in his path.
Apollo, v.g (via medeae)
*punches*
                 but why.....
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Iâm going to keep going until I succeed â or die. Donât think I donât know how this might end. Iâve known it for years.
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (via feellng)

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You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
Youâre lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I canât abide a poor liar.
You look like a winterâs night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But donât leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. Itâs practically what theyâre for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story thatâll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isnât bright; it isnât like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Donât you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. Itâs in our nature.
Iâve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
Itâs not so bad, my darling. Being dead. Itâs like being alive, only colder.
Youâll think itâs love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any worldâŚwith difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said youâd come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.