VΓΆrΓ°r β’ Caretaker
In Norse mythology, a VΓΆrΓ°r is a warden spirit, believed to follow from birth to death the soul of every person. Built to get you where ever you are going at whatever pace you choose on whatever surface you come up against. From day trips to unsupported continent crossings, VΓΆrΓ°r will be your guardian.
#Norse #Poltergeists
In Norse mythology, a VΓΆrΓ°r is a warden spirit, believed to follow from birth to death the soul of every person. Built to get you where ever you are going at whatever pace you choose on whatever surface you come up against. From day trips to unsupported continent crossings, VΓΆrΓ°r will be your guardian.
#Norse #Poltergeists
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Millalobo β’
Millalobo is an important being in the mythology of Chilote , in southern Chile . He is the most powerful being of the seas after Caicai , who chose him as his representative to govern everything that lives in the sea.
It is a merman- type being , lower half sea lion and upper half human , and its face is a mixture of both. It was born from the mating of a woman with a sea lion (π ) that saved her from drowning, in the times of the mythical fight between Trentren Vilu and Caicai Vilu
Image: Statue of the Millalobo at the Monument to the crew of the Ancud Schooner, Punta Arenas.
#Chilote #Chile #SouthAmerica
Millalobo is an important being in the mythology of Chilote , in southern Chile . He is the most powerful being of the seas after Caicai , who chose him as his representative to govern everything that lives in the sea.
It is a merman- type being , lower half sea lion and upper half human , and its face is a mixture of both. It was born from the mating of a woman with a sea lion (π ) that saved her from drowning, in the times of the mythical fight between Trentren Vilu and Caicai Vilu
Image: Statue of the Millalobo at the Monument to the crew of the Ancud Schooner, Punta Arenas.
#Chilote #Chile #SouthAmerica
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Movie: The Devil's Advocate
Overview:
An exceptionally-adept Florida lawyer is offered a job at a high-end New York City law firm with a high-end boss--the biggest opportunity of his career to date. As his wife becomes haunted by frightening visions, the lawyer slowly realizes the firm's owner, John Milton, is in fact the Devil
#Film #Satanism #Christianity
Overview:
An exceptionally-adept Florida lawyer is offered a job at a high-end New York City law firm with a high-end boss--the biggest opportunity of his career to date. As his wife becomes haunted by frightening visions, the lawyer slowly realizes the firm's owner, John Milton, is in fact the Devil
#Film #Satanism #Christianity
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Send me movies to watch.
Weird, sad, fantasy, black comedy...underrated movies
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Weird, sad, fantasy, black comedy...underrated movies
@MythInformationbot
:)
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Forwarded from πΊπ¦Nightgrowler's Laβ€irππ
Cernunnos. A commission artwork I have made few years ago.
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Forwarded from Orphic Inscendence (Naida)
"I am inherent in existence. I am the inciter, the potential that takes shape. I manifest myself. I occupy myself with activity and finally dissolve myself. I pre-made all creations with vitality, will and consciousness. Like ghee that keeps a lamp burning, I lubricate the senses of living beings with the sap of consciousness."
- The Lakshmi Tantra
Art: Lakshmi with Her Owl 1871-1930, Chromolithograph, Calcutta Art Studio (via Ashmolean Museum, University of Oxford)
- The Lakshmi Tantra
Art: Lakshmi with Her Owl 1871-1930, Chromolithograph, Calcutta Art Studio (via Ashmolean Museum, University of Oxford)
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Forwarded from π»ππππππππ π¬ππππ
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SCP - 015 β’ PIPE NIGHTMARE
Class: Euclid
SCP-015 is a mass of pipes, vents, boilers and other various plumbing apparatus completely filling a warehouse in βββββββ. The pipes appear to grow when not under observation, attempting to connect to nearby structures via sewer systems and underground plumbing. Some pipes appear new, while others are rusted and leaking. Pipes have been reported as being made of bone, wood, steel, pressed ash, human flesh, glass, and granite.
SCP-015 reacts to tools and aggression. Any personnel acting violently, carrying tools, or attempting to damage or repair SCP-015 in any way, will trigger a reaction. Any pipes near the subject will burst, spraying on the subject for several seconds before the flow suddenly stops. Pipes have been reported containing oil, mercury, rats, a species of insect not yet identified, ground glass, sea water, entrails, and molten iron.Pipes will continue to burst around the subject until death or retreat.
#SCP
Class: Euclid
SCP-015 is a mass of pipes, vents, boilers and other various plumbing apparatus completely filling a warehouse in βββββββ. The pipes appear to grow when not under observation, attempting to connect to nearby structures via sewer systems and underground plumbing. Some pipes appear new, while others are rusted and leaking. Pipes have been reported as being made of bone, wood, steel, pressed ash, human flesh, glass, and granite.
SCP-015 reacts to tools and aggression. Any personnel acting violently, carrying tools, or attempting to damage or repair SCP-015 in any way, will trigger a reaction. Any pipes near the subject will burst, spraying on the subject for several seconds before the flow suddenly stops. Pipes have been reported containing oil, mercury, rats, a species of insect not yet identified, ground glass, sea water, entrails, and molten iron.Pipes will continue to burst around the subject until death or retreat.
#SCP
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Forwarded from Greek Mythology
The Statue of Zeus at Olympia.
One of the ancient wonders of the world.
The Statue of Zeus at Olympia was a giant seated figure, about 12.4 m (41 ft) tall, made by the Greek sculptor Phidias around 435 BC at the sanctuary of Olympia, Greece, and erected in the Temple of Zeus there
One of the ancient wonders of the world.
The Statue of Zeus at Olympia was a giant seated figure, about 12.4 m (41 ft) tall, made by the Greek sculptor Phidias around 435 BC at the sanctuary of Olympia, Greece, and erected in the Temple of Zeus there
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Picasso's Minotaur
There is Picasso's Minotaur in my body
He is strangled in chains made of fear
I can hear him growl and thunder
I can feel him shivering with cravings
Of power and lust.
He has long horns that are now bent
With all the thudding and banging Against high guarded walls
That I made from the pieces
Of my shaken and shattered confidence.
His eyes are raging red
They are wet with blood
From when he almost poked them
With the thorns of my bitterness
When I grew envious of everyone.
His hands bleed with all the tugging
And pulling and struggling
Against the chains I tied him in
When I had no courage
To be who I was.
I have Picasso's Minotaur
Tied and twisted inside of me. Filled with rage and an unceasing desire
Of everything I won't let him have Of everything I don't have in me.
His scrapped fingers and broken nails
Ferocious expressions Outrageously burning body
And flaring nostrils tell me
He is about to escape.
And when he does
My eyes would dance with power My hands would sway in the air
My feet would dance
I will finally be free.
#Poems #Creatures #Minotaurs
There is Picasso's Minotaur in my body
He is strangled in chains made of fear
I can hear him growl and thunder
I can feel him shivering with cravings
Of power and lust.
He has long horns that are now bent
With all the thudding and banging Against high guarded walls
That I made from the pieces
Of my shaken and shattered confidence.
His eyes are raging red
They are wet with blood
From when he almost poked them
With the thorns of my bitterness
When I grew envious of everyone.
His hands bleed with all the tugging
And pulling and struggling
Against the chains I tied him in
When I had no courage
To be who I was.
I have Picasso's Minotaur
Tied and twisted inside of me. Filled with rage and an unceasing desire
Of everything I won't let him have Of everything I don't have in me.
His scrapped fingers and broken nails
Ferocious expressions Outrageously burning body
And flaring nostrils tell me
He is about to escape.
And when he does
My eyes would dance with power My hands would sway in the air
My feet would dance
I will finally be free.
#Poems #Creatures #Minotaurs
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