Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
He of the lucky coins,
He of the serendipitous blessings,
He of the joyous fortunes,
May I continue to find balance in even the most tumultuous of moments,
May I continue to seek the good to overcome the bad,
May I continue to prosper even in my darkest hours.
Cow: *literally just existing* Me and Hermes pointing at it at the same time: c o w Bonus Hermes: This reminds me about the time I achieved godhood by stealing Apollo's cattle. Me: Hermes, no, this is the 7th time- Hermes: See, it all started when I was just a mere infant child in a cave-
(using a coinflip to determine answers, heads = yes, tails = no)
Me: Uh...should I be afraid of you...?
Hermes: *serious* Yes.
Me: *nervous* Wait, what- really?
Hermes: Haha, no! *laughs*
Me: *realizing I have been pranked by god*
Πανδαματωρ - Pandamator, all-vanquisher, all-subduer, all-tamer
"Days pull you down just like a sinking ship, Floating is getting harder, But tread the water, child, and know that meanwhile, Rises the moon.
Days pull you up just like a daffodil, Uprooted from its garden, They'll tell you what you owe, but know even so, Rises the moon.
You'll be visited by sleep, I promise you that soon the autumn comes, To steal away each dream you keep, Breathe, breathe, breathe."
- rises the moon, Liana Flores
A comfort post because today was rough and I cried several times today but Sleep is always there to carry me down to his domain as I rest my heavy head upon my pillow so that I may receive relieving respite from life's pains.
Hypnos's lullaby would definitely be "rises the moon" though, it suits him...
(He's also a big fan of hot chocolate.)
Hermes,
Pompaios,
Guide for all,
As I hold out a hand for you,
I hope you will take it,
And together in good grace,
Walk along the strange, winding road ahead. Going through life,
Is not as frightening when done with a friend,
And I feel confident in saying,
You are my friend,
Keep my heart calm,
Grant me equanimity in the face of tumultuous storms,
Be my guide, friend and fellow traveler.
In misty meadows,
A shepherd walks,
Surrounded by sheep,
In despaired need,
Past mellow mountains,
And melancholic fields,
A newcomer joins,
Downy and grey,
In his arms,
A little lamb,
In his arms,
A lonely lamb,
In his arms,
A lovely lamb,
Much thanks to,
Merciful, patient pompaios.
I’m not a fan of whatever this is referencing (not familiar with the series,) but like the quote and aesthetic a lot. SO… I’m re-posting. 😁
“and if i must be damned then so fucking be it”