Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel Fourth Draft

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I have done a great deal of research in the build up to turning this very strange and ancient tale into a graphic novel so that it is all based on history, (unless it was the morphine). Some of the research work helped me create the individual features linked to below:

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Hermese the Babe

The Great Goat-God Pan

The Three Fates

Doom of Zeus – the Making of

Creation Recording

The Handwritten text boxes titled Information Snippet add background details from the research work.

Yes this is what I have been busy with over the past months while in and out of hospital and beginning my long recuperation by the sea.

I came up with the idea of developing a graphic novel around a Greek myth earlier in the year and an independent publisher is now on board with an interest in hybrid publishing (that’s when you publish online and with a major distributor too).

It has been a dream for many years to do something with the quirky and strange Typhon and the terrible Zeus; their battle suited my online graphic novels perfectly.

We are probably a couple of hundred hours from the ‘for sale’ version, but I shall update here as pieces and text boxes are completed.

Please do share with friends as we will be asking for help shifting the finished product later in the year.

PS the first graphic novel from Viking Comics Inc. The Hammer Flies is almost ready for release as a slide show presentation – my first movie!

PPS Soon to become an epic poem, a poetess has commissioned me to illustrate.

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My Seven Favourite Books

My Seven Favourite books of all time

I’ve failed.

My friend Olivia challenged me to post a book a day on Facebook and what have I done? Posted them on WordPress.

I’ve failed again. She said I had to post one a day. I’ve done them all at once.

She said I had to pick seven. I’ve picked nine.

That’s another failure.

She said books. I’ve mainly picked series.

I am failing badly.

She said books. I chose a comic book (series).

Fails all the way.

I am supposed to nominate one person a day to keep the thing going. I have published them all at once.

Help me I failed.

You will have to nominate yourself. or share it to others. We have to keep this thing going. It is imperative to the continued growth of humanity. Share and nominate.

First off is the big cheat a comic book. Tin Tin, any Tin Tin.

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I think my favourite must be this one; The Clan of the Cave Bear. I must have read the Earth Children’s series several times, so that makes it my favourite I guess.

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The recording below might be considered a chapter spoiler, but it is also a really good bit. I’ve tried to leave it as a cliff hanger.

The Gap series is intriguing. No one in it is perfect. In fact just about everyone in it is horrid, but there will be a time when each one will have you cheering for them.

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Kevin J Anderson is pretty good too. My son Luke says there are more deaths than in the Game of Thrones.

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Luke tells me there is a follow up trilogy; The Saga of Shadows.

I needn’t write anything about this next one. My recordings tell it all.

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I have written several prose poem blogs as a result of this one…

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I could just say read anything by Terry Pratchett. No, read everything by him. I will say that if you haven’t read anything by the late great storyteller, keep at it. People often say they found one hard to get into. I don’t see it myself, but folks say that. Think it’s all the characters in the Disc World books. Here is a real departure in Nation. Totally different to all  his other books. Mind you I will be introducing the Long Earth series a bit later down, and they are totally different to any book ever written, ever.

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It is not sci fi or fantasy but it is set in slightly alternative reality where history happened a bit different.

Here is my storytellers bible. Well, for Norse stuff anyway. I get all my knowledge of the Norse belief system through this guy.

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The Long Earth.

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What a team.

If I was going to read Pratchett, this is where I would start…

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Gods and Goddesses of the Greek Mythos Continued – Hermes the Babe

Gods and Goddesses of the Greek Mythos Continued – Hermes the Babe

Here is another of my characterisations of Gods and Goddesses, this one written while I was in hospital having the cancer taken away (nil by mouth for 19 days).

In this case though although it is an interesting storyline the God (if he is a God) Hermes is at best an anti-hero with the historic crimes division after him probably. There are those who leapt from Olympus rather than him turn them to ever staring stone.

Hermes – Cairn-man – Pillar of Stone – Toddler

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This man is not a god he is a pillar. An offspring of gods yet was born as an embodiment of an orgiastic pillar. Dance near him if you dare. Hermes is Priapus the totemistic virtue of a phallic pillar or cairn no less.

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His mother was Maia and if there was such a thing as fatherhood back then we would be saying his father was Zeus. Maia met Zeus because she was the daughter of Apollo then afterwards being with child she had a score to settle with her father for mistreatments. Gods being gods they grow fast, and Hermes grew fast, very fast, especially in intellect. By seven months he had mastered the bow and invented many things, then Themis gave him nectar and ambrosia of the gods or should that be Nectar of the Gods and Ambrosia of the Gods; and he was ready to  adventure. Ready for that vengeance from beyond the womb.

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He was followed by a gathering band of nymphs they made a wicked wilful travelling party. He was befriended by Cyllene. They played and sang and laughed. Cyllene showed off her enchanting musical ability and Hermes claimed he could make something far more mystical than that. Cyllene bid him to show it was true, Hermes said he would need some cattle hide to make the strings. Then when Cyllene told him of Apollo’s herd he knew he could get his revenge and build his instrument, he knew so much more too. Well well before we discover how great he is, he knew.

Yes this merry band agreed that little Hermes and they could smuggle the herd, but Apollo would simply follow and they would be found.

Hermes bid them cut large patches of bark from the Fallen Oak and to cut long grass to bind into cord. From these he showed them how to fashion shoes for the cattle and away they were led along a trackless path.

The cattle were gone.

Apollo was livid.

Apollo he searched but there were no tracks.

Then, by chance in his raging stampede around the land he found the Satyrs, led by the rogue Silenus they were greedy for reward, great reward, for Apollo was angry, very great reward.

Eventually, in Arcadia, the Satyr gang heard something unusual, unique in fact; strange music like no melody ever heard before yet dulled and distant. It seemed to be coming from far away and yet from everywhere. It seemed to be coming from below the earth and yet, – no it was, it was down below, it was. Eager as they were they could not help but dance. Dance, as they hunched and sniffed and searched

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Then suddenly they noticed a little way ahead by a gateway in a leafy copse the sultry, haughty, Cyllene idly taking the air. The music led them towards her.

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It was louder behind her and there at the back of the glade was a cave; the music was coming from there. “What is that music of the nymphs we have never heard before?”

Cyllene swung gently round towards them, “No nymph plays that marvellous tune upon that unique instrument.”

“No one can play better than the nymphs, no one has a better instrument than they.” The satyrs gaggled together in panic behind him, staring in quizzical fear.

“Hermes does.”

“Who is Hermes?”

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“Hermes is a babe.”

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The Satyrs stood mesmerised as Cyllene gracefully articulated the story of the babe who was born within this cave. He who had adventured across the lands at so young an age, who had acted with great skill and created a marvellous lyre like nothing ever heard before. Silenus enquired what this lyre was like and Cyllene told him how it was shaped like a tortoise because he had fashioned it out of a tortoise and cow hide twine. “So where did he get this twine?” “Are you calling him a thief!” Just as a fierce argument sprung up a few things happened at once. A great long-winged bird landed in the glade; this was the Sacred Crane sacred to Hermes and because of Hermes. Silenus glanced his eyes around the glade and there were two cow hides stretched between branches to dry. The grandfather of the babe of course had known that the crane was sacred, sacred to Hermes, and had followed it; Apollo suddenly appeared.

Silenus pointed at the hides, thus establishing himself a right to the reward, then to seal the deal he pointed at the cave.

Apollo strode in and down with a procession following. There lay Maia sleeping deeply a bundle in her arms. “Bring me that quickly grown man Hermes now,” shouted the mighty Apollo, “For he has stolen my cattle and shall be made to bring them back to me, at least all that live.”

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Maia threw back the covers and revealed a babe still in its swaddling bands and wrapped in a large leather hide. “How could it be that a babe such as this has done this thing you say?”

“I recognise the hide!” boomed Apollo and he snatch up the child and fled the cave.

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“Father of Heaven,” (and father of the babe unfortunately), cried Apollo as he bent to his knee in front of Zeus, “I accuse this babe”, (the bundle unrolled from his arms as did the other two hides from the glade), “of theft of all my herd.”

“Zeus looked down to Hermes, “I cannot believe that you did such a thing and I ask you to plead not guilty.”

“Well I did,” confessed Hermes standing proudly for all his small size, “and I am sorry. I shall return all that live and tell you of the flesh of the others”

Apollo stood looking dazed, enraged and confused.

I divided the flesh of each dead beast in to twelve pieces each as sacrifices to the twelve gods.”

“Twelve?” questioned Apollo, “Who it the twelfth?”

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Bowing with a smirk the tiny Hermes said, “Why it is I”.

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How Zeus laughed.

Hermes continued, “A twelfth of the flesh of each of the beasts I ate for I was ferocious hungry the rest I burned. Thus I have invented the first ever flesh- sacrifice. Now I shall give you recompense, follow me.”

He led Apollo in a flash back to the cave and he retrieved a bundle from beneath a sheepskin. “What have you there?” asked Apollo.

Hermes held up the tortoise-shell lyre in display and in the other hand held a plectrum, “This I also invented.”

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The music was mesmerising, the singing was praise worthy; it was full of praise also. Praise of Apollo, his nobility, his dignity his grace, his intelligence and, of course, his generosity. It worked, Apollo forgave him and nevertheless little Hermes led him to Pylus, playing all the way, to the cave he had hidden the cattle. He released them to graze and offered the Lyre to Apollo, he took it and thankful he said as I keep this so you keep the cattle. Hermes held up his tiny tiny hand and Apollo solemnly shook.

From the distance they heard the mountain top laughter of Zeus as he watched all Hermes’ antics.

As the cattle grazed Hermes gathered long grasses and wove them into a pipe. He played and he declared, “This is the shepherd pipe that leads any sheep to you.”

“If you will let me have this pipe I will trade you my golden cattle-herding staff; it also has the power to send the spirits of the dead peacefully to heaven.”

“I accept, in part, for the reedpipe is worth far more than the golden staff and I will accept the deal if you also promise to teach me the power of augury.”

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The distant laugh of the onlooking Zeus could be heard again from afar.

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“I cannot but my three nurses the Thriae can. They will teach you on the isle of Parnassus to read the flowing pebbles in the swirling bowl.”

“This is indeed a very ingenious, eloquent and persuasive Godling.” Chortled Zeus.

Upon their return Zeus bellowed at tiny Hermes, “You must promise forever from now respect the rights of another’s property and never tell utter lies.”

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“Then make me your herald great father, and I will never tell lies, although I shall not promise to always tell the whole of the truth in every detail. Furthermore I shall protect and preserve all divine property in your honour.”

(Apollo was chortling now.)

“You shall be my herald then, and you shall in that duty guide the dead to the underworld, oversee all matters of business, all treaties and all rights of way.styx

Even furthermore you shall teach us the twirling of sticks to make fire you shall assist the Three Fates (this he did and invented the knuckle bones, the alphabet, astronomy, boxing, the musical scale, gymnastics and weights and measures. He also learned the tree alphabet.)

Thus it was Zeus who chuckled quietly now for he had honoured and empowered him in such a way that he would forever be too busy.

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So it was that the now growing Hermes was presented with the adornments of Herald and proudly stood in the round hat of rain protection, the fast flying golden sandals and the beribboned herald’s staff which commanded respect from all when Hermes was engaged in matters of administration, (of which there were many).

Thank you Robert Graves

Recent blogs include from the Greek Myths, Athene , The Fates and Pan.

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Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel Third Draft

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I have done a great deal of research in the build up to turning this very strange and ancient tale into a graphic novel so that it is all based on history, (unless it was the morphine). Some of the research work helped me create the individual features linked to below:

Athene

Hermese the Babe

The Great Goat-God Pan

The Three Fates

Doom of Zeus – the Making of

Creation Recording

The Handwritten text boxes titled Information Snippet add background details from the research work.

Yes this is what I have been busy with over the past months while in and out of hospital and beginning my long recuperation by the sea.

I came up with the idea of developing a graphic novel around a Greek myth earlier in the year and an independent publisher is now on board with an interest in hybrid publishing (that’s when you publish online and with a major distributor too).

It has been a dream for many years to do something with the quirky and strange Typhon and the terrible Zeus; their battle suited my online graphic novels perfectly.

We are probably a couple of hundred hours from the ‘for sale’ version, but I shall update here as pieces and text boxes are completed.

Please do share with friends as we will be asking for help shifting the finished product later in the year.

PS the first graphic novel from Viking Comics Inc. The Hammer Flies is almost ready for release as a slide show presentation – my first movie!

PPS Soon to become an epic poem, a poetess has commissioned me to illustrate.

Saying Thank You

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Doom of Zeus Greek Myth Graphic Novel – the Making of….

Doom of Zeus Greek Myth Graphic Novel – the Making of….

This is an exciting new direction and I thought you would like to travel along the journey with us as we discover and are learning.

The final publication will have several forms as we work with an indi agent who works in Hybrid Publishing. Basically that is getting the book out in several forms and with several services; our first task is online publishing with various sites, then on to major publishers and being able to buy the book via all online distributors  and in the shops eventually too.

The first draft is about to be blogged and we are aiming for you our supporters to build up interest and followers towards the eventual publication in all its glory.

To enable prolific artist Tony Lawrence to visualise the very florid characters in these ancient and indeed ‘Graphic’ tales I have used my quaint scribbles to help him formulate a vision. The first draft blog will contain these scribbly pics and may be your last chance to see them; enjoy.

The main activity for me has been research. I wrote the draft of the story in half a day, and here we are two months down the road at the draft script stage. I have had the idea bubbling away in my mind for a long long time, so when Tony suggested that we worked on a project together it leapt out of my inner being right at me. It would be perfect I knew, full of the scenes and characters which would suit Tony’s styles so well.

I cannot wait to see what he makes of it all (Look out for Draft Two for the first selection).

I thought it might be of interest and indeed useful for many of you to see the fascinating stuff I picked up as part of the research. I have already blogged on the activities of Athene, Pan and Hermes and there are links to these blogs below. The next stage was to consider the appearance of the various characters involved; Zeus, Athene, Hermes, Pan, Typhon, The Fates, Delphyne and the Earth Mother Goddess.

Here is all the material I gathered for Tony to help visualise these characters:

Zeus appearance

Ive struggled to find too much on how Zeus looks, so I guess it is more about getting his character across in your own way. He is horrid, and is always peeved. Is always out there ravaging women. He keeps all the other gods under control by fear.

So quite mean.

Actually now I get to typing it all up I realise there is quite a bit, but only use what fires your imagination.

He does have a scar on his head; when Athene was trapped inside his head Prometheus split his head open with a wedge and hammer so she could burst out. So that’s quite a scar he’s got there.

Some say he wore ram’s horns on his head. Many say he wore a golden fleece, and that this golden sheep-skin turned purple black when he uses his thunderbolt.

Yes he is armed with a thunderbolt.

He also wields a flint sickle in battle.

He is said to wear a blue nimbus, I shall look nimbus up now. Right looked it up, it’s a type of cloud but is also means a surrounding for a god, so ring of light, a halo is a nimbus. Sometimes gods in classic art were cloaked in bright clouds and sometime in rain clouds, I guess this means a stormy cloak. It has also been depicted as a long blue glowing cloak with the sheep-skin and well. Do what you want with it.

He sits upon Mount Olympus looking out at the world all around him. It is said on a throne but I haven’t seen any descriptions.

Some say a double axe with a cuckoo on top is his symbol. The thunderbolt looked like that until it was split from the trident. So I guess it still could, or the back of the throne could. (Ade: Look up a labrys maybe = a double headed axe (a birth symbol))

He is said to have come from Arcadia. This is part of Greece, so he kind of looks Greek. But back then it was the land of spirits and Pan and dryads and nymphs, so he could look kind of magical. (Like something by Brian Froud).

When he rose up to become King of Heaven he wore goat-skin, so a bit of that wouldn’t go amiss.

He was god of the sky.

He rode or more likely flew in a four-horse chariot.

There are loads of things he turns into and loads of things that symbolise him. I am listing them but only use what takes your fancy. Might help with backgrounds.

Stuff that symbolises him:

He dined on banquets of nectar and ambrosia. Guarded by a golden mastiff. Jupiter in the sky behind him. He is described as Lord of the Universe. Lord of Heaven and he is credited with the zodiac cos he sent people to be them. He made the Cornucopia; the horn of plenty. He was the cup bearer as a youth so might have a nice goblet laid about. In older stories he was King of the Oak-cult, so the odd oak leaf wouldn’t hurt.

He wore eagle feathers as a disguise at times, so a couple of them maybe. Thirty guards painted white with spears and shields guarded him when he was a kid. He was the rainmaker in early tales. He was tricked with two large bull-skin bags full of bones and fat. Black doves on oak trees. Blue spotted serpents.

Stuff he turns into:

Serpent. And a horned one too. Bears. Sheep. Cuckoo. Swan. Shower of Gold. Thunder and lightning. Quail. Wren. He often turned people to stone so some background images like Pompeii might fit. Kingfisher. Woodpecker. Beaver. Many beasts. Stallion.

Typhon Appearance

Basic Description:-

The largest monster ever born

Thighs downwards nothing but coiled serpents [so I picture more like animated spaghetti than snake legs]

Arms when he stretches them out reach a hundred leagues in either direction countless serpent heads instead of hands

His brutish mule-like head touched the stars

(I reckon there is a bit of liberty with this head business, it did say ass head, and I’ve changed it to mule-like to make it less daft, you might not want it to be too donkey like, maybe boney instead of furry or something.) (see also nightmare bit below)

His vast wings darken the sky

Fire fires from his burning red eyes when he looks at you

When he bellows rocks the size of mountains burst out of his mouth and fire at you crushing you.

Ade’s Additional Comments

He is a monster right enough but there are also descriptions of him as a mighty wind, maybe that is something to play around with? I.E. Typhon – Stupefying smoke – hot wind – hurricane

This quote shows that he was also part of the horse-head nightmares myths.. A beast that descends on you in the night.  (so he could have a nightmare aspect instead of being furry???)

Alcyneus (mighty Ass) is probably the spirit of Sirocco; the breath of the wild ass or Typhon it brings bad dreams, murderous inclinations, and powerful desire.

[Hippolytus (stampede of horses) recalls the ancient attribution  of terror-dreams to the mare-headed goddess. in the north sufferers invoked Odin.

He is in Egyptian mythology too but they call him Python

Extra bits

Mother Earth lay with Tartarus in revenge for the destruction of the giants

(24 serpent-tail footed giants) by Zeus

Typhon was born in the Corycian caves of Cilicia

When Zeus turned to a ram, the others turned into a crow, a goat, a white cow, a cat, a fish, a boar, an ibis, and so on.

The three fates offered him ephemeral fruits, they said they would empower him, but really they weakened him.

Not needed but interesting

Echidne his mate was beautiful, in one side, the other side of her was a speckled serpent

They lived among the Arimic in a deep cave where she ate men raw.

She had a huge brood of terrifying monsters but 100 eyed Argos snuck in while she slept and killed them all.

Older children now grown and in the world included Cerebus three headed hound of hell, the water spirit  many headed Hydra, the Chimera a fire breathing goat with lion’s head and serpents body (whats left to be goat then?).

and Orthrus the two headed hound of Geryon begat her the Sphinx and the Nemian lion.

The Three Fates Appearance

Basically three women in white linen. Most usually described as beautiful, most often as maidens but they can also appear as crones.

They are sometimes described as conjoined so perhaps they could be separate or melding in and out of each other, or just close.

One spins the thread to tie to your back, one measures it to see how long you will live and one, the small one, cuts it to end your life.

They use a sickle to cut the tree twigs.

Atropos is the smallest and Atropos is the most terrible.

White linen thread trailing behind connects you to life.

For Clotho spun you; every incident of you.

Stretched across the rod to be counted by Lachesis

It is Atropos who cuts.

Let their brazen pestles fall upon the head of giants. Where the evil fall dead because of them the ground will burn forever onwards.

They come from the moon goddess so the moon can be in the image or can effect the way you depict them.

They are the death aspect of the moon goddess so there is the option to make them a bit spooky.

Born of Shadow and Night

Zeus has spoken, claiming supremacy – how the Three Fates laugh at that.

Ordinary people they say they resist the Fates; stay in that day etc

Threads flow from us

Babies wear swaddling clothes marked with symbols and sigils; ancestry and family are marked upon the bandages of birth to place the babe within its place

The new, the maiden-goddess of the spring, the first period of the year.

The full moon, the nymph-goddess of the summer, the second period.

The old moon, the crone goddess of autumn, the last period.

The trees reflect the phases in their needs and growth – they are big on trees, types of trees.

Gave us astronomy, gymnastics, weighing scales.

They also brought us the cultivation of the olive tree.

Let them bring fruits of the moment, fleetingly beautiful to empower, or Death-Apple to poison, the fleeting fruits of the Fates.

Gifts: eye of perception, tooth of divination, herbal sickle, sacred bag

They will even sing at your wedding.

Feasts lamb and honey fermented in the Oak Grove we gather around the altar.

Mother Earth appearance

I shall call her Mother Earth

Sometimes Earth Mother Goddess

Born naked from chaos which separated out ie sky land sea etc

As she slept Uranus (sky) was born

He showered fertile rain from the mountains into her sacred clefts

From her flowed grass, flowers, trees

Then beasts and birds

All life flowed from her

The rain filled the hollow places and caused the rivers

She is mother earth and earth is her

She is often described as the white goddess too

She might be a misty vision sometimes

Or rise out of fire

But mainly I like her naked with all the growing things coming from her.

Possible background etc

Symbols

The sweet acorn

She was right into snakes

Shrine of bees wax, of twisted fern stalks, of laurel bows, of bronze with golden songbirds, of stone.

Her Cretan sceptre; the Labrys or double axe.

nightingales.

a golden apple tree.

Hermes – Hints and Tips on Appearance

Hermes is son of Zeus and Maia the daughter of Apollo.

Hermes is at best an anti-hero with the historic crimes division after him probably! Once he has grown up that is. People would rather jump off Olympus than have anything to do with him. He turns people to stone at the drop of a hat. Horrid he is.

Hermes grew fast, and had many adventures at the age of seven months old, including using the bow and arrow.

So he will have a bow and arrows maybe

And I reckon he had a baby face even when he was all big and horrid and grown up. When properly grown into a large strong man and titled Hermes the Destroyer – Messenger of Death –  see the blog link to him below too.

I suggest that he still had a bit of a baby face.

He was wrapped in swaddling (bandages) as a baby so he may have still worn them as leg or arm wraps (a bit like WW1 soldiers legs).

Herald for Zeus (1 to 3):

1: Zeus gave him a round hat that kept off the rain but sometimes he is depicted as wearing a helmet, so perhaps somewhere between the two.

2: His signature item is his flying golden winged sandals given to him by Zeus.

3: He also gave him a staff with lots of white ribbons swirling from the top, some say they were shaped like serpents. Everyone must respect him on matters of laws when he holds this staff.

Apollo gave him a golden staff of cow-herding and death-easing.

So perhaps a golden staff with white serpent ribbons.

He played a tortoise-shell lyre or a reed pipe.

So might carry these or on his belt etc

He sometimes bares Moly the white scented flower with black roots that only the Gods can gather. Perhaps they might be a background feature if needed.

He is described as Cairn-man or Pillar of Stone sometimes, that is what he used to be in his past life. So could have those around him or something.

Crane are sacred to him and often fly around or towards him. He has a pet one.

Leather

He has the power to charm through singing praise

Hermes gathered long grasses and wove them into a pipe.

Woven stuff?

Bits

Ingenious, eloquent and persuasive

Guides the dead to the underworld

Oversee all matters of business

Teaches the gods the twirling of sticks to make fire

Assists the Three Fates

Invented the knuckle bones

Learned the tree alphabet.

Turns people to stone

Can shape-change – into a ram

His son was Sicilian

He had a chariot

The power of augury to read the flowing pebbles in the swirling bowl.

Sexy nymphs like Cyllene hang around him.

The Fates gave him an eye as a gift of perception. They also gave him a tooth, a sickle and a crane-skin bag.

Delphyne appearance

Delphyne the womb; the monster.

Apollo was seven years old when Themis fed him nectar and ambrosia. He went to Mount Parnassus to seek revenge upon Python for deeds against his mother. Python was waiting and shot him full with arrow before running to the temple of Delphi which was named after his mother and would keep him safe, that was his plan. Apollo dared to follow right inside the shrine of the oracle to the Earth Mother and right besides the sacred chasm he shot him dead.

For when the gods had seen this serpent-tailed sister-monster they had been enthralled and fearful.

Athene Appearance

This is all I have as clues to her appearance and surroundings.

Born in Libya, lived in Palestinian, born by lake Tritonis in Libya.

So she was Libyan!

Nurtured by the Libyan Nymphs.

She was half nymph half triton, all Goddess

Bright-eyed Athene

She used spear and shield in battle. But would borrow a spear if needed. So was only armed when in battle.

She had an amazing shield in her magic bag, see below.

She went to Greece via Crete to the city of Athenae by river Triton.

She wore an Aegis,  a magical bag. It produced a sound as from a myriad roaring dragons. See pics in link below.

It was a goat-skin bag with a gorgon mask (Medusa’s head) that held a serpent, which is ageless and immortal: a hundred tassels of pure gold hang fluttering from it, tight-woven each of them, and each the worth of a hundred oxen. These are serpents as well.

So golden serpents

[Virgil says the Cyclopes busily burnished the aegis Athena wears in her angry moods—a fearsome thing with a surface of gold like scaly snake-skin, and the linked serpents and the Gorgon herself upon the goddess’s breast—a severed head rolling its eyes”, furnished with golden tassels and bearing the Gorgoneion (Medusa’s head) in the central boss.

Some of the Attic vase-painters retained an archaic tradition that the tassels had originally been serpents in their representations of the aegis.

It was a magic bag.

Libyan girls wore a goat-skin apron, so she probably woar some.

Ethiopian girls still wear sometimes with cowries attached. Cowries are a Yonic Symbol. (like the vulva). But that’s Ethiopian girls for you.

The Libyan cry of triumph ‘Olulu Ololu’ is for Athene, when in a war-like stance she is often depicted shouting.

Some say Athene’s father was called Pallas he was a winged goatish giant and he outraged her. She flayed his skin from him to add to her Aegis.

Others say her adopted father was Itonus (meaning willow man) of Iton.

Prometheus split Zeus’ skull with a wedge and beetle [ringed maul or mallet]. Athene sprang out fully armoured shouting.

As Alaphria she married a goat king on may eve.

She had a rain making willow cult in Iton.

Aegis is a goat-skin chastity tunic worn as a bag at the belt.

Athene’s contained a magic disc.

An ancient disc of spiralling pictographs predicting Athene being born

Athene planted an olive tree as they are sacred to save Athens, so them and willow symbolised her.

She also weaves

Caronis (crow) (mother of Asclerius by Apollo) was a title of hers.

She shared her temples in Athens with Hephaestus (he who shines by day) as she was the moon goddess.

Athene invented the flute, trumpet, the earthenware pot, the plough, the rake, the ox yoke, the horse bridle, the chariot, and the ship.

She taught the science of numbers and all domestic arts such as cooking, weaving spinning.

Goddess of war with no pleasure in battle, rather for settling disputes, and upholding the law by pacific means.

Bears no arms in times of peace. Often borrows from Zeus.

in her rage turned Medusa into a winged beast. She had glaring eyes, protruding tongue, huge teeth, brazen claws and serpent locks. One look at her turned the onlooker into stone. BTW

She was the Harpies, the storm winds as the triple goddess, the Sudden Destroyer.

She was the Graeae, the grey ones; Engo (warlike), Pemphredo (Wasp) and Deino (terrible).

Athene was patroness of a pre-Hellenic medical cult of the moon. Her priestesses of the cult gathered at oracular shrines of dead heroes and reincarnated them as serpents or crows.

She was given the titles Coronis because of the oracular crow or raven and Hygieia because of cures.

Her all-heal was the mistletoe ixias, from the oak.

Goat-athene????

Gorgopis (grim-faced) is another name of Athene’s. Processions for Athene would carry paralune (white parasols).

She created the golden bridle which tamed Pegasus (the moon horse).

Athene was Laphria (she who wins booty) and was a goat goddess.

Athene changes into a sea eagle, a swallow, a vulture, a dove, lark, diver bird (gannet), but the wise owl was her principal epiphany (manifestation).

Athene’s couch at Tegea shows she is Neith or Anatha the orgiastic moon goddess.

Great Goat God Pan: The Greek Myth Lives On

In the magical land of Faerie where all is possible and nothing is as expected…. Faerie is the British cover-all term for anything fairylike; from trolls to slender naked winged things.

And Arcadian is the Ancient Greek equivalent. this land was Arcadia among the nymphs and fair things danced a monstrous being, half man half goat.

They laughed at him, but listen not to his music or you will dance.

The wildest passion possible.

Silenus father of the satyrs was father of Pan.

Yet others say he was fathered by Hermes.

Arcadia is a place now in Greece, so he might look a bit Greek, but is more likely to have a hint of nymph or fairy. Among the hairiness.

Pan was so ugly at birth it is said that his mother ran away from him. Born with horns, beard, tail and goat-legs. Magical birds and dryads and all are not accustomed to such fierceness among their midsts.

Hermes thought it a laugh to take him to Olympus to show as a novelty. Following his freak show upbringing he went on to lead quite a life, quite a wild life.

He taught Daphnis pipes.

He was humble, easy going yet wild and some say lazy. He certainly liked his afternoon naps; after his revels with the mountain nymphs.

From Arcadia he guards all herds, flocks, and beehives

He helps all hunters who ask for help in finding quarry.

Beware you wake him as you pass a grove or grotto for he will raise with a great shout which will terrify you to the bone.

Pan is from paein:- to pasture, the upright man of the Arcadian fertility cult leading to the North Western Witch-cult and later as the devil – so it is said.

His terrible shout brought us the word and the state of ‘panic’.

He has many lop-eared hounds around him and he loves to eat lynx.

Old goat-legged god from Arcadia.

Oh how the Maenads go mad. orgiastic worshippers of mare-headed Daphoene.

He, Pan, was invited to their dances. upon the high mountains

Amid the Maenads dance there is a shaft, a stone shaft

Pan’s mother the woodpecker taps there still.

This rain will cool even the passion-mad Maenads as they dance an intoxicant dance of writhing limbs.

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I have done a great deal of research in the build up to turning this very strange tale into a graphic novel so that it is all based on history, (unless it was the morphine). Some of the research work helped me create the individual features linked to below:

Athene

Hermese the Babe

The Great Goat-God Pan

The Three Fates

Creation Recording

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The Three Fates They Spin Your Thread – More of Adrian’s Ancient Greek Myth Collection

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The Three Fates They Spin Your Thread – More of Adrian’s Ancient Greek Myth Collection

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Erebus the deep dark which is shadow is in union constantly with that which is Night and from this long intertwining long ago there came three beings; the Fates. Night has spawned us many more beings as we all know but none so beautiful, so powerful, so timeless and old. Even before Erebus and even before there was Night some say then there were the Fates; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos the conjoined. For they are the death aspect of HER. They are the Triple Goddess. They are the Moon Goddess. They are the Goddess. Some may say her name, think that they dare and remain to be right. And if that name they spoke for the Fates; the Triple Moon Goddess in her death aspect it may be the word that they say would be Athene. So some say.

Of the three conjoined begot by Erebus in Night Atropos is the smallest and Atropos is the most terrible.

Feel now for the white linen thread trailing behind as you go, for it connects you to life and it is her who watches this where you cannot see. It is her who chooses the moment that you are only dimly aware will happen one day. Though perhaps it will be night when Atropos decides. Perhaps tonight.

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Before all of that there is the moment of your arrival, spinning upon a thread which you will follow as you will lead it through. For Clotho spun you; every incident of you.

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Year by year is stretched across the rod to be counted, moment by moment even, until your line is set, this your length of thread is laid by Lachesis who has decided how long you exist.

It is Atropos who cuts. She determines in the end and you descend, or float at her attending.

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All is pre-set.

Oh how the younger gods laugh at this.

For Zeus the mighty Zeus has spoken, claiming supremacy for his sovereignty. The ruler of all, the father of all, the ruler of fate and the ruler of the Three Fates. Ruler of all.

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How the Three Fates laugh.

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“I am the father of the Fates!”

The people of Delphi, at least, accepted his mastery of fate, supremacy; Lachesis no longer acknowledged there in their temples.

Some say Zeus was their father and Themis was their mother. He wasn’t the father though, no one could accept or swallow that. They were before even he.

Oh how the Three Fates laugh.

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The Three Fates hold the power over all.

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Younger gods, however, they say Zeus he weighs out lives in charge of Fates.

The thread of life is spun on Clotho’s spindle, measured by the rod of Lachesis and at its end is snipped by Atropos, Yet Zeus says he can intervene. “Let that one live!”

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Oh how the newer gods they laugh.

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Ordinary people they say they resist the Fates; stay in that day, train up to fight, move house, refuse betrothal, dodge the snip. They say they live.

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Oh how the younger gods laugh.

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These gods they talk of when the Fates were fooled, unsealed, when Apollo tricked them got them drinking, “Come relax, enjoy; eternity is a very long time.” Admetus was saved, or so they say. And…

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How the young gods laugh.

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Once when the Pythian Priestess danced she danced into a trance, an oracular trance, what she confessed the listener entranced. Not his children after all, the Fates are from the long before, are parthenogenous. The Fates they sprang from Necessity, the ancient Goddess Necessity she saw the

Three Fates flying from her. Long long before. There is more, if they are from before, then Great God Zeus must answer to them; dangle on their very whim.

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Oh how the Three Fates laugh now.

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The folks in Delphi worship only two Fates; Birth and Death. In Athens Aphrodite Urania is the oldest of the three, the Eldest of the Fates; the Nymph-goddess to which the sacred king was sacrificed eons back at summer solstice. The people of Athens know Urania means queen of the mountains, the Delphinians know this too. They are but the some who say, the some who say the thing some say. Not us who listened to the dancing Priestess who informed us of the Mother of the Fates, Necessity for she is the strong Fate, not even any Gods contend her. So Zeus must answer.

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Oh how the Three Fates laugh now.

So Athens says there are three fates, Delphi they say two fates, Dancing Priestess tells us there are four, three are born of one and all the four of them become the Three Fates. Let that be how it is explained.

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And yes, the Three Fates laugh.

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Is it myth that makes the threads flow from us taken from the habit of the swaddling clothes, for they are marked with symbols and sigils; ancestry and family are marked upon the bandages of birth to place the babe within its place for all the rest of its life, to seal its fate. Or are the babies swaddled because we know the Fates will thread us from behind and we label / swaddle to show we loyally are of similar mind. Then though perhaps the Three Fates send the ancestry bandages right after they have cast the thread which is our life?

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Family and clan names are things for humans in their mere humanness and that is mortal, Gods and Fates however have their other ways of being from the past and future. Take the Fates, the Three Fates; they are the Triple Moon Goddess of Necessity; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos as Birth and Death of Delphi,  Aphrodite Urania Athenian Nymph-goddess royal of the mountains. Hence their white robes and linen thread, Spinner, Measurer and Unavoidable sacred are they as Isis. The Pariae, the Ancient Ones, the Three Fates are the three Danaids; with three Rhodes’ cities named for them, Linda, Cameira and Ialysa, formerly Linodeousa (binder with linen, Catamerizousa (sharer out), Ialemistria (wailing woman). Yes they are the Telchines; the enchanters ie the Triple Moon Goddess Danae. Yes, they are the Moerae, if we moera-out (share out) the phases we have the three beings and the three moon times:

The new, the maiden-goddess of the spring, the first period of the year.

The full moon, the nymph-goddess of the summer, the second period.

The old moon, the crone goddess of autumn, the last period.

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The trees reflect these phases in their needs and growth and character, and the Fates embrace the trees and feed us knowledge through them.

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Take you sickle cut the twigs from tree type, tree type, till the echoes of the moon time spell the letters of your learning. God Hermes knew the power of the Fates and assisted in the alphabet of trees. The alphabet of trees is the alphabet of sharing is the alphabet of seasons is the alphabet of everything.

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And from that alphabet came everything, for Hermes with them helped them shape us, gave us astronomy, scales musical, pugilism, synchronised physicality, mass and distance. They also brought us the cultivation of the olive tree.

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These are they, the Three Fates who give us opportunity, the chances life brings, and so much more, they bring us powerful gifts, even love making, like with Aphrodite, she was spinning when they met her, now her life is devoted to love, to widespread love and you may call upon her influence because of the three.

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Even with death they empower you, send you where you deserve to go, no heroes ever if not for the cutting of the cord to send them homeward, no reincarnating, no freedom from torture, although it is true no visits to Hades where one twitters like a bird and gasps for falling blood drops.

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Have you wefted and weaved along your thread as best you could or tugged against the pastel way?

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They will fight for you if you fight the way of right, they will fight for Gods and you alongside if the enemy is evil. Let the brazen pestles fall upon the head of giants. Where the evil fall dead because of them the ground will burn forever onwards.

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Let them bring fruits of the moment, fleetingly beautiful to empower, or Death-Apple to poison, drink if you will of the juice of such fruits for it is sure that you are pure, pure as the fleeting fruits of the Fates.

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The Three Fates can save you even, if it is unfair that you should die, and if loved ones love you enough and cry enough the Fates will invest a twig with parity with your life, so you will live as long as the twig is unburnt.

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Please them as they please us and gifts can come; eye of perception, tooth of divination, herbal sickle or sacred bag. Wish them well, they will even sing at your wedding.

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Other great feasts where the Fates are fawned over is when sheep are with lamb and honey has fermented. There in the open in the Oaken Grove we gather around the altar  for the Three Fates Feast.

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So every year a length of white linen thread is lifted from the great bundle which is your life and this will be your allotment of line for the year ahead, enough to last, yet, if it were to not stretch quite far enough this is because they have decided this is the end for you. You will not know for certain until it is suddenly cut and you fly from the earth. You might want to feel to see how much you think the Fates have given you this year though, feel to see.

For at its end, either the year has ended or you have.ttfs

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This piece was originally part of my research for a forthcoming graphic novel with artist Tony Lawrence, but for now I felt the Three Fates deserved a blog of thier own. Current artwork for this blog is from myself. This is my interpretation from studying Graves’ Greek Myths and a few bits from the Iliad. Look out for the forthcoming Graphic Novel with Tony: Behold the God-slayer Typhon the Doom of Zeus.

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Gods and Goddesses of the Greek Mythos Continued – Hermes the Babe

Gods and Goddesses of the Greek Mythos Continued – Hermes the Babe

Here is another of my characterisations of Gods and Goddesses; they are actually coming about as I am researching on the Ancient Greek Mythos for a forthcoming download project with amazing artist Tony Lawrence. As I research to gather information on what they look like to help the artist in his depictions if I come across ones with a bit of inspirational story I blog them.

IE Athene, in this case though although it is an interesting storyline the God (if he is a God) Hermes is at best an anti-hero with the historic crimes division after him probably. There are those who leapt from Olympus rather than him turn them to ever staring stone.

Hermes – Cairn-man – Pillar of Stone – Toddler

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This man is not a god he is a pillar. An offspring of gods yet was born as an embodiment of an orgiastic pillar. Dance near him if you dare. Hermes is Priapus the totemistic virtue of a phallic pillar or cairn no less.

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His mother was Maia and if there was such a thing as fatherhood back then we would be saying his father was Zeus. Maia met Zeus because she was the daughter of Apollo then afterwards being with child she had a score to settle with her father for mistreatments.[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]  Gods being gods they grow fast, and Hermes grew fast, very fast, especially in intellect. By seven months he had mastered the bow and invented many things, then Themis gave him nectar and ambrosia of the gods or should that be Nectar of the Gods and Ambrosia of the Gods; and he was ready to   adventure. Ready for that vengeance from beyond the womb.

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He was followed by a gathering band of nymphs they made a wicked wilful travelling party. He was befriended by Cyllene. They played and sang and laughed. Cyllene showed off her enchanting musical ability and Hermes claimed he could make something far more mystical than that. Cyllene bid him to show it was true, Hermes said he would need some cattle hide to make the strings. Then when Cyllene told him of Apollo’s herd he knew he could get his revenge and build his instrument, he knew so much more too. Well well before we discover how great he is, he knew.

Yes this merry band agreed that little Hermes and they could smuggle the herd, but Apollo would simply follow and they would be found.

Hermes bid them cut large patches of bark from the Fallen Oak and to cut long grass to bind into cord. From these he showed them how to fashion shoes for the cattle and away they were led along a trackless path.

The cattle were gone.

Apollo was livid.

Apollo he searched but there were no tracks.

Then, by chance in his raging stampede around the land he found the Satyrs, led by the rogue Silenus they were greedy for reward, great reward, for Apollo was angry, very great reward.

Eventually, in Arcadia, the Satyr gang heard something unusual, unique in fact; strange music like no melody ever heard before yet dulled and distant. It seemed to be coming from far away and yet from everywhere. It seemed to be coming from below the earth and yet, – no it was, it was down below, it was. Eager as they were they could not help but dance. Dance, as they hunched and sniffed and searched

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Then suddenly they noticed a little way ahead by a gateway in a leafy copse the sultry, haughty, Cyllene idly taking the air. The music led them towards her.

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It was louder behind her and there at the back of the glade was a cave; the music was coming from there. “What is that music of the nymphs we have never heard before?”

Cyllene swung gently round towards them, “No nymph plays that marvellous tune upon that unique instrument.”

“No one can play better than the nymphs, no one has a better instrument than they.” The satyrs gaggled together in panic behind him, staring in quizzical fear.

“Hermes does.”

“Who is Hermes?”

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“Hermes is a babe.”

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The Satyrs stood mesmerised as Cyllene gracefully articulated the story of the babe who was born within this cave. He who had adventured across the lands at so young an age, who had acted with great skill and created a marvellous lyre like nothing ever heard before. Silenus enquired what this lyre was like and Cyllene told him how it was shaped like a tortoise because he had fashioned it out of a tortoise and cow hide twine. “So where did he get this twine?” “Are you calling him a thief!” Just as a fierce argument sprung up a few things happened at once. A great long-winged bird landed in the glade; this was the Sacred Crane sacred to Hermes and because of Hermes. Silenus glanced his eyes around the glade and there were two cow hides stretched between branches to dry. The grandfather of the babe of course had known that the crane was sacred, sacred to Hermes, and had followed it; Apollo suddenly appeared.

Silenus pointed at the hides, thus establishing himself a right to the reward, then to seal the deal he pointed at the cave.

Apollo strode in and down with a procession following. There lay Maia sleeping deeply a bundle in her arms. “Bring me that quickly grown man Hermes now,” shouted the mighty Apollo, “For he has stolen my cattle and shall be made to bring them back to me, at least all that live.”

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Maia threw back the covers and revealed a babe still in its swaddling bands and wrapped in a large leather hide. “How could it be that a babe such as this has done this thing you say?”

“I recognise the hide!” boomed Apollo and he snatch up the child and fled the cave.

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“Father of Heaven,” (and father of the babe unfortunately), cried Apollo as he bent to his knee in front of Zeus, “I accuse this babe”, (the bundle unrolled from his arms as did the other two hides from the glade), “of theft of all my herd.”

“Zeus looked down to Hermes, “I cannot believe that you did such a thing and I ask you to plead not guilty.”

“Well I did,” confessed Hermes standing proudly for all his small size, “and I am sorry. I shall return all that live and tell you of the flesh of the others”

Apollo stood looking dazed, enraged and confused.

I divided the flesh of each dead beast in to twelve pieces each as sacrifices to the twelve gods.”

“Twelve?” questioned Apollo, “Who it the twelfth?”

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Bowing with a smirk the tiny Hermes said, “Why it is I”.

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How Zeus laughed.

Hermes continued, “A twelfth of the flesh of each of the beasts I ate for I was ferocious hungry the rest I burned. Thus I have invented the first ever flesh- sacrifice. Now I shall give you recompense, follow me.”

He led Apollo in a flash back to the cave and he retrieved a bundle from beneath a sheepskin. “What have you there?” asked Apollo.

Hermes held up the tortoise-shell lyre in display and in the other hand held a plectrum, “This I also invented.”

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The music was mesmerising, the singing was praise worthy; it was full of praise also. Praise of Apollo, his nobility, his dignity his grace, his intelligence and, of course, his generosity. It worked, Apollo forgave him and nevertheless little Hermes led him to Pylus, playing all the way, to the cave he had hidden the cattle. He released them to graze and offered the Lyre to Apollo, he took it and thankful he said as I keep this so you keep the cattle. Hermes held up his tiny tiny hand and Apollo solemnly shook.

From the distance they heard the mountain top laughter of Zeus as he watched all Hermes’ antics.

As the cattle grazed Hermes gathered long grasses and wove them into a pipe. He played and he declared, “This is the shepherd pipe that leads any sheep to you.”

“If you will let me have this pipe I will trade you my golden cattle-herding staff; it also has the power to send the spirits of the dead peacefully to heaven.”

“I accept, in part, for the reedpipe is worth far more than the golden staff and I will accept the deal if you also promise to teach me the power of augury.”

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The distant laugh of the onlooking Zeus could be heard again from afar.

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“I cannot but my three nurses the Thriae can. They will teach you on the isle of Parnassus to read the flowing pebbles in the swirling bowl.”

“This is indeed a very ingenious, eloquent and persuasive Godling.” Chortled Zeus.

Upon their return Zeus bellowed at tiny Hermes, “You must promise forever from now respect the rights of another’s property and never tell utter lies.”

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“Then make me your herald great father, and I will never tell lies, although I shall not promise to always tell the whole of the truth in every detail. Furthermore I shall protect and preserve all divine property in your honour.”

(Apollo was chortling now.)

“You shall be my herald then, and you shall in that duty guide the dead to the underworld, oversee all matters of business, all treaties and all rights of way.styx

Even furthermore you shall teach us the twirling of sticks to make fire you shall assist the Three Fates (this he did and invented the knuckle bones, the alphabet, astronomy, boxing, the musical scale, gymnastics and weights and measures. He also learned the tree alphabet.)

Thus it was Zeus who chuckled quietly now for he had honoured and empowered him in such a way that he would forever be too busy.

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So it was that the now growing Hermes was presented with the adornments of Herald and proudly stood in the round hat of rain protection, the fast flying golden sandals and the beribboned herald’s staff which commanded respect from all when Hermes was engaged in matters of administration, (of which there were many).

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Great Goat God Pan: The Greek Myth Lives On

Great Goat God Pan: The Greek Myth Lives On

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In the magical land of Faerie where all is possible and nothing is as expected, in ancient times when this land was Arcadia among the nymphs and fair things danced a monstrous being, half man half goat. They laughed at him, but listen not to his music or you will dance. You will dance and dance and dance and suddenly succumb to passion.

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The wildest passion possible. Oh yes. And it will never end – but when it does – you will fall in mad exhaustion. Nothing will ever be the same and no sensual experience will ever be as good or even half as good. Not a tiny touch as good.

Silenus the comedic father of the satyrs was autochthon or father of Pan. Yet others say he was fathered by Hermes. Hermes says this for he was there. Many were there that night and many might think the same. Hermes states it though, and he believes.

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Pan was born. He was born while Hermes was still there. Pan was so ugly at birth it is said that his mother ran away from him. Born with horns, beard, tail and goat-legs. Magical birds and dryads and all are not accustomed to such fierceness among their midsts. Hermes thought it a laugh to take him to Olympus to show as a novelty. Following his freak show upbringing he went on to lead quite a life, quite a wild life.

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Lived in rural Arcadia, though he could have dwelled upon Olympus. He taught Daphnis pipes given by his foster parents who were shepherds. He was humble, easy going yet wild and some say lazy. He certainly liked his afternoon naps; after his revels with the mountain nymphs.

From Arcadia he guards all herds, flocks, and beehives when called upon. Perhaps we need to call upon his spirit now to save the earth, for he well knows that more than half of our foods and drinks are only here because of bees; because of Pan.

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If you are seeking something in life then perhaps he is there for you for he helps all hunters who ask for help in finding quarry.

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Beware you wake him as you pass a grove or grotto where he has chosen to sleep for he will raise with a great shout which will terrify you to the bone.

The magical Arcadians do not show him respect, for all he blesses hunters, if they fail then that day they will fire their remaining quills at him and how they laugh.

Pan is fron paein:- to pasture, the upright man of the Arcadian fertility cult leading to the North Western Witch-cult and later as the devil – so it is said.

His terrible shout brought us the word and the state of ‘panic’.