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"But when I saw THE HOUSE OF ARTEMIS that mounted to the clouds, those other marvels lost their brilliancy"[serie "देवीमाहात्म्यम" nº2; versão 0.03]

Oh lord help my lord
lord help the human race
lord help the human race
because we're all tied together
and we face the rising sun
oh lord help
go help the Motherless children in this life
because we're all tied together
and we face the moon and sun ***


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The female's body unbearable hiddenness applies to all aspects of men's dealing with women. What does it look like in there? Did she have an orgasm? Is it really my child? Who was my real father? Mystery shrouds woman's sexuality. This mystery is the main reason for the imprisionment man has imposed on women...Evey woman's body contains a cell of archaic night, where all knowing must stop.

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With the rebirth of the gods in the massive idolatries of popular culture, with the eruption of sex and violence into every corner of the ubiquitous mass media, Judeo-Christianity is facing its most serious challenge... The latent paganism of western culture has burst forth again in all its daemonic vitality.

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Paganism recognized, honored, and feared nature's daemonism, and it limited sexual expression by ritual formulae. Christianity was a development of Dionisyan mystery religion which paradoxically tried to suppress nature in favour of a transcendental other world...Chthonian nature, embodied in great goddess figures, was Christianity's most formidable opponent.








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Every menstruating or childbearing woman is a pagan and primitive cast back to those distant ocean shores from which we have never fully evolved. On the streets of every city, prostitutes, the world's oldest profession, stand as a rebuke to sexual morality. They are the daemonic face of natur, initiates of pagan mysteries. Prostitutes, pornographers, and their patrons are marauders in the forest of archaic night.

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Art is a ritualistic binding of the perpetual motion machine that is nature. The first artist was a tribal priest casting a spell, fixing nature's daemonic energy in a moment of perpetual stillness. Fixation is at the heart of art, fixation as statis and fixation as obsession. Art is spell binding...Contemplation is a magic art.

Art is order.

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Particularly in modern times, when high art has been shoved to the to the periphery of culture, is it evident that art is agressive and compulsive. The artist makes art not to save humankind but to save himself. Every benevolent remark by an artist is a fog to cover his tracks, the bloody trail of his assault against reality and others *











The Temple of Artemis also called Artemision in Greek, and Artemisium in Latin (440 BC, at Ephesus (present day Turkey)), figured in the classic lists of the Seven Wonders of the World drawn up in Alexandria. It took 120 years to build, and was started by King Croesus of Lydia. Scarcely anything remains at the site.

As described by Antipater of Sidon; who compiled a list of the Seven Wonders:

"I have set eyes on the wall of lofty Babylon on which is a road for chariots, and the statue of Zeus by the Alpheus, and the hanging gardens, and the colossus of the Sun, and the huge labour of the high pyramids, and the vast tomb of Mausolus; but when I saw the house of Artemis that mounted to the clouds, those other marvels lost their brilliancy, and I said, 'Lo, apart from Olympus, the Sun never looked on aught so grand."

Antipater, Greek Anthology (IX.58)

Artemis was the Greek goddess, the virginal huntress and twin of Apollo, who supplanted the Titan Selene as Goddess of the Moon. Of the Olympian goddesses who inherited aspects of the Great Goddess of Crete, Athene was more honored than Artemis at Athens. At Ephesus a goddess whom the Greeks associated with Artemis was passionately venerated in an archaic, certainly pre-Hellenic icon **






















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* Camille Paglia: "Sexual Personae"

**in http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/Temples/ArtemisEphesusTemple.html

*** Variação sobre a letra do tema "Lord help the poor and needy" de Cat Power, ela mesmo uma variação sobre o mesmo tema original de Jessie Mae Hemphill







3- Artemis/Diana


oh, how time flies, with crystal clear eyes*












In the woods there grew a tree
And a fine fine tree was he

And on that tree there was a limb
And on that limb there was a branch
And on that branch there was a nest
And in that nest there was an egg
And in that egg there was a bird
And from that bird a feather came
And of that feather was
A bed

And on that bed there was a girl
And on that girl there was a man
And from that man there was a seed
And from that seed there was a boy
And from that boy there was a man
And for that man there was a grave
From that grave there grew
A tree

In the Summerisle,
Summerisle, Summerisle, Summerisle wood
Summerisle wood.
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Oh come child, Come and rescue me 'cause you have seen some Unbelievable things*


























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* Cat Power "Crossbone Child"
**
Mediaeval Baebes "Summerisle ( The Maypole Song )".
Fotos: Artemis/Diana, fonte: http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/Mythology/Artemis.html

2 comments:

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