2500 Years Old Statue Of Aphrodite

The All-Pervading by George Frederic Watts (c. 1887-90)

Another Underworld Hermes with the souls of the Dead as butterflies 🦋✨

angel in the haar

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“At last I have found my calling! My calling is love!”

— St. Therese of Lisieux (via sahumerios)

Even if you can’t hear your deities, they hear you

Even if you can’t see your deities, they see you

Even if you can’t feel your deities, they’re there and they love you

Resonance

21 x 29,7cm, ink on paper, Kevin Lucbert, 2023

haha i love surrendering to the divine (is actively resisting the divine)

Satan as the Fallen Angel

Painted by Sir Thomas Lawrence (1769-1830) in red, white, and black chalk, this creation of phenomenal artistic mastery is a part of a larger group of art pieces. The full collection consists of six different paintings depicting scenes and characters from Milton's Paradise Lost. One is currently at the Royal Academy of Arts, one at Louvre, one in Private Collection, and two are lost.

Satan in this depiction stands in his full humanised glory - imagery typical of the late 18th century Romanticism when the fallen angel lost his beastly, animalistic appearance in art. His features here remind one more of David or Apollo Belvedere in his majestic, heavenly beauty caught right before the fall.

He’s with me.

He’s with me as I roll on the floor and scream out my heart, tossing around my hair and letting my voice ring out. His voice rings out with mine, clawing the ground alongside me, relishing in wild emotion.

In the feels of dancing. Vigorous motion of my own design, He dances with me. Curls unable to be tamed and eyes that hold a wild desire. Living in the moment of pure ecstasy and love for the art.

In the lows, in the darkness of the most grim corners. In the seemingly forgotten, in the instinct for survival.

In the highs, in the most colorful scenery. Senses filled with a glorious awakening, instinct for living life.

He’s with me.

{ Original Poem for Dionysus }

I almost went to sleep, but then Hermes said this:

"Avoiding your gods because you feel unworthy is the beginning of a downward spiral. We improve what we touch, and make worthy those whom we love."

So, if you got there in your head, too, just an FYI.