The future of this blog

So, as I illustrated in my latest Dream Journal entry, my practices and reverences are no longer exclusively Hellenic, and if Hellenism can even be applied as a dual-trad is arguable.

This leaves me wondering what I’m doing about this blog, besides leaving up the archives, as I realise that some people continue to use several articles I’ve written for this blog to be invaluable to their own understanding of Hellenism, and polytheism in general.

The thing is, the WP blog that I’ve currently set to Default on my phone app is focused more on my music and the updates about that, some occasional thoughts about my creative process, maybe some art and writing updates (cos I will finish my currently-unfinished novels); not that there’s anything wrong with that, but it would feel awkward, at least right now, to put too much of my spiritual exploration on that one, cos even though many of my own musical influences have been influenced by paganism and the occult, for me, at this exact time, it’s a little awkward, cos I’m still feeling out how exactly my own process is influenced by the deities I’m forging a relationship with.

To say that I’ve often been found asking myself “What Would Genesis Do?” wouldn’t be inaccurate. And just to run with my use of Them as my example, the answer is regularly:

I don’t know.

I do think, at least for now, that I may start to gradually bring more spiritual topics into the other blog, and I will probably cross-post that here, just cos this blog has the bigger audience, and cross-posting to promote the newer blog is just good strategy.

But that aside, what newer pieces, if any, will be posted here, instead?

Well, I have a few of my own paintings that I now feel it is inappropriate for me to keep, so I do have a sales post in my Drafts folder. One has already been spoken for, and there are four that can only go to the right person or people, but the rest can be sold.

But, beside that?

I guess, for now, if anything new will be posted here, “we’ll see.”

I do not want to disappoint anyone, and I assure you that I will keep the archives up, as I still regularly see a couple “resource and information links” lists making the rounds on Pagan Tumblr that have a couple of my pieces here, and I do still feel like I owe it to the polytheist community, as I still stand behind practically everything I’ve ever posted here – there’s nothing wrong with it, I just don’t exclusively belong to the Hellenic pantheon, anymore (if at all, I’m still figuring out that precise message, but it needs to take time).

Sometimes, that just happens – we reach a fork in our spiritual path, and we can take one direction or another, but both directions are fated their own consequences, and we have to accept them.

A Wheel of Year for an Age of Climate Change

Once again, John Halstead shows us that he’s just a secular humanist obsessed with appropriating paganism.

I know he’s just baiting people with this shit, but boy really needs his Internet taken away, at this point, and not het it reinstated until he promises to leave pagans alone.

The Allergic Pagan

climate change wheel This is how Pagans should be celebrating the Wheel of the Year.

Yule: The first day of what used to be called winter. In an age of melted polar caps, snow is just a memory.

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Dream Journal from 10/11 August 2018

There was an older human man I was helping(?), and I gave him a piece of my sheet music for “In Getting So Now I Don’t Care,” the cover with Rudolph Valentino (which, as of date, I don’t yet own) to hold onto for luck.

We were in a shopping mall, which was designed without stairs, but with two full floors and a third tier in-between.

An hour later, he came running to me, saying that the page had been taken, he left it on a table to go to the bathroom, and when he returned, it was gone.

First, we checked all the wastebins and then a custodian said he saw the owner of a shop on the first level take it.

When we got to the shop, Olm was waiting for me and a girl, human woman, who said that she only worked there offered to show me that the page wasn’t in the shop. We looked through the shelves of old magazines and postcards, and couldn’t find any sheet music, much less mine. The shop was dimly lit, and glittered with crystals and old maps and globes.

Then the custodian from before came by, and asked, “Have you checked the box under the register, where she keeps stolen treasures?”

As Olm and I finally pried open the box, the owner came in – a bipedal puma-sphinx who growled when we took back the page.

“That costs $1,500, put it back.”

“It was stolen from me and it’s taped up and only one page. Even if it was especially rare, it wouldn’t cost that much.”

We walked out of the shop with it and slid up to the mid-tiers on the “aircase” and walked right out of the mall. As we walked away from the building, a force started to pull us back. Then it started to pull Olm and I apart, and we grasped for each other.

“Call the gods for help! They can break this!”

With the moon dark, my gut was to call Hekate, but Nyx appeared, and said, “We can’t help you, anymore. You no longer belong to us.”


He broke the force, and we ran.

Then I woke up.

The Truth about Pythagoreans


Aristophon, fr.9 (The Pythagorean, from Athenaeus, 4.161f)

“Dear Gods! Do we believe that the ancient Pythagoreans,
–the real Pythagoreans, I mean–were willingly filthy,
that they happily wore rough robes?
I don’t think that any of this is true.
Instead, because they had nothing, by necessity
they discovered a noble pretext for their poverty
and established rules suitable for poor men.
But if you offer them fish or meat
And they don’t nearly eat their fingers too,
I’ll let you hang me ten times.”

πρὸς τῶν θεῶν, οἰόμεθα τοὺς πάλαι ποτὲ
τοὺς Πυθαγοριστὰς γινομένους ὄντως ῥυπᾶν
ἑκόντας ἢ φορεῖν τρίβωνας ἡδέως;
οὐκ ἔστι τούτων οὐδέν, ὡς ἐμοὶ δοκεῖ·
ἀλλ’ ἐξ ἀνάγκης, οὐκ ἔχοντες οὐδὲ ἕν,
τῆς εὐτελείας πρόφασιν εὑρόντες καλὴν
ὅρους ἔπηξαν τοῖς πένησι χρησίμους.
ἐπεὶ παράθες αὐτοῖσιν ἰχθῦς ἢ κρέας,
κἂν μὴ κατεσθίωσι καὶ τοὺς δακτύλους,
ἐθέλω κρέμασθαι δεκάκις.

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Aristophon the Comic poet (late 4th BCE), not to…

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When the Jews Believed in Other Gods

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2,200-year-old altar with bull: Somebody was worshipping gods other than Yahweh (Gil Cohen Magen)

By Elon Gilad

There is but one God, according to Jewish religious dogma. No other exists. We tend to assume that our forefathers devoutly believed the same. But the truth is that the Bible also shows, time and again, that wasn’t the prevailing system of belief among the ancient Israelites.

The different scribes who wrote most of the biblical canon believed the incorporeal world was populated by a multitude of gods, but that the Hebrews should not worship any of these other deities, only Yahweh (which is what scholars call henotheism or monolatry). This is explicitly stated in the Second Commandment: “Thou shalt have no other gods before me” (Exodus 20:3).

The verse “Who is like unto thee, O Lord, among the gods?” (Exodus 15:11) is even more explicit about  other gods existing alongside Yahweh.

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