Friday, 12 January 2018

The Fool's Leap





"As card Zero The Fool lies at the beginning of the Major Arcana, but also somewhat apart from it. Along with unlimited potential this card also stands for the fact that in any moment anything goes, she brings to mind the spontaneity inherent in every moment. She represents the fact that by living in the moment, with nothing expected and nothing planned, you will begin to feel uninhibited and carefree. In this she symbolises a complete faith that the universe is worthy of trust, that it is ok to let go of your fears, for if you trust in the flow of life then you will be protected and loved. This brings us to another aspect of The Fool, that of new beginnings or a change in direction. She will often come up when the querent is about to enter a new phase of their life, starting something new, or going on an adventure."


  • Don't think, feel! 
  • It is like a finger pointing away to The Moon ! 
  • Don't concentrate on The Finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory. 


Do you understand?



Not-Knowing can be a great boon.

Hence The Fool's Leap; Percival was the only of the Grail Knights able to come into the presence of The Grail - why?

He was too stupid/simple to know to look for it - he just wanted to give a drink of water to a dying man; 

"I only saw that you were thirsty".


Percival was able to find The Grail because he didn't want it.

His desire was to express compassion and ease suffering, which is a pure desire. 

Because he just wanted to give a drink to a dying man, the cup he picked up in the castle just happened to be The Grail and The King was miraculously healed - nobody who was looking for it in the castle could see it. 

Precisely because he WASN'T looking for it, he immediately picked it up straight away.




What Self Partnering Really Is





Wednesday, 10 January 2018

Dedication to The Prince

Dedication

To the Magnificent Lorenzo Di Piero De’ Medici:
Those who strive to obtain the good graces of a prince are accustomed to come before him with such things as they hold most precious, or in which they see him take most delight; whence one often sees horses, arms, cloth of gold, precious stones, and similar ornaments presented to princes, worthy of their greatness.
Desiring therefore to present myself to your Magnificence with some testimony of my devotion towards you, I have not found among my possessions anything which I hold more dear than, or value so much as, the knowledge of the actions of great men, acquired by long experience in contemporary affairs, and a continual study of antiquity; which, having reflected upon it with great and prolonged diligence, I now send, digested into a little volume, to your Magnificence.
And although I may consider this work unworthy of your countenance, nevertheless I trust much to your benignity that it may be acceptable, seeing that it is not possible for me to make a better gift than to offer you the opportunity of understanding in the shortest time all that I have learnt in so many years, and with so many troubles and dangers; which work I have not embellished with swelling or magnificent words, nor stuffed with rounded periods, nor with any extrinsic allurements or adornments whatever, with which so many are accustomed to embellish their works; for I have wished either that no honour should be given it, or else that the truth of the matter and the weightiness of the theme shall make it acceptable.
Nor do I hold with those who regard it as a presumption if a man of low and humble condition dare to discuss and settle the concerns of princes; because, just as those who draw landscapes place themselves below in the plain to contemplate the nature of the mountains and of lofty places, and in order to contemplate the plains place themselves upon high mountains, even so to understand the nature of the people it needs to be a prince, and to understand that if princes it needs to be of the people.
Take then, your Magnificence, this little gift in the spirit in which I send it; wherein, if it be diligently read and considered by you, you will learn my extreme desire that you should attain that greatness which fortune and your other attributes promise. And if your Magnificence from the summit of your greatness will sometimes turn your eyes to these lower regions, you will see how unmeritedly I suffer a great and continued malignity of fortune.

Tuesday, 9 January 2018

Patmos

Piney is going through his old Army gear, pulling out a folded flag and a gun. Buried at the bottom is a package. Piney opens it and pulls out another copy of John Teller’s manuscript. Piney holds it in his hand, clearly thinking, while Jax smokes out the front of a mausoleum labeled "Patmos", which is where John "the Revelator" (just like this episode's title) is alleged to have lived and where the Book of Revelations is alleged to have been written [in a Dream].

In this instance, John the Relevator could be John Teller, and his Book of Revelations could be seen as the The Life and Death of Sam Crow.

Jax wakes the next morning, having spent the night at the cemetery. Jax hands the blanket back to a homeless woman, and then goes and washes the blood off of his face. He walks to the funeral, and is handed his kutte by Tara. 

The two kiss as Gemma, Clay and Wendy look on. Jax places a flower on Donna’s coffin, then walks away, being watched by all members of SAMCRO. 

After the funeral, Piney finds him sitting on the grave of his brother Thomas. He hands him John’s manuscript, telling Jax it’s time for a change, then leaves. 

The episode ends with Clay and Gemma watching on as Jax stands at his father’s grave, manuscript in hand.

Thursday, 4 January 2018

The Bible's Buried Secrets - PBS Nova HD




In this landmark two-hour special, NOVA takes viewers on a scientific journey that began 3,000 years ago and continues today. The film presents the latest archeological scholarship from the Holy Land to explore the beginnings of modern religion and the origins of the Hebrew Bible, also known as the Old Testament. This archeological detective story tackles some of the biggest questions in biblical studies: Where did the ancient Israelites come from? Who wrote the Bible, when, and why? How did the worship of one God—the foundation of modern Judaism, Christianity, and Islam—emerge?

Banned from the Bible - Secrets of the Apostles

The Lost Gospel of Thomas: Unknown Teachings of Yeshua





Ted Nottingham offers a special presentation on key passages of the Gospel of Thomas, considered to be older than the four Gospels and source material for them.  In these sayings of Jesus, lost to the world for two thousand years, we find a depth of wisdom and spiritual knowledge (gnosis) that is utterly transformational to those who would meditate on them and apply them to the moments of their lives.

The presentation is published, along with additional material and the book can be found on Amazon and Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Gospel-Tho... Further teachings at: http://innerworkforspiritualawakening...

You Have to Have Five.






" We say Our Prayers. 
Then we write Our News. 
We read in the book corner. 
We measure and We weigh. 
We buy things at the shop. 
We have Our milk. 
We play in the playing ground. 
We dance and... "
[breaks down crying with pure joy]




[Tommy's cupboard]

(Tommy is still reading aloud.

"Intelligence as a concept :
 The simplistic notion that the intelligence quotient ...

(He looks the new word up in a dictionary.) 

" Quotient : Result given by dividing one quantity by another. "

It's no use. 

I don't understand the words. 

I'll have to ask someone what's happened to me. 

Yates - He's my friend, I think. 
I'll ask Mister Yates..!



(Tommy opens the door.

BARNES [OC]: 
Moss may be in the garden, if he hasn't run away altogether, of course. 

MIKE [OC]: 
But we'll meet in the cellar. 

BARNES [OC]: 
Yes, I suppose so. The sooner we get on with it, the better. 
I haven't had a moment's peace since Lupton disappeared. 

MIKE [OC]: 
Ten minutes. 

BARNES [OC]: 
If I can find them, of course.



(Tommy thinks over what he has heard.)

BARNES [OC]: 
I haven't had a moment's peace since Lupton disappeared. 

MIKE [OC]: 
But we'll meet in the cellar. 
We'll meet in the cellar. 
In the cellar. 
In the cellar. 
In the cellar. 
In the cellar. 
In the cellar. 

TOMMY: 
Cellar? 

SARAH [OC]: 
Lupton has gone down to the cellar. 
Lupton has gone down to the cellar. 
Lupton has gone down to the cellar. 
Lupton has gone down. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 
Lupton. 

TOMMY: 
Lupton. Clever Lupton! 

(Tommy remembers Lupton appearing out of thin air.) 

CONTRARY TO NATURAL LAW

TOMMY: 
Clever Lupton....

(Tommy gets the crystal from his shoe box.

TOMMY: 
Cho-Je. I'll ask Cho-Je. 

(He hides the crystal in an empty first aid box.)






(Mike is sitting up and trying to free his hands when Barnes enters. Mike says something through the gag so Barnes removes it.

BARNES: 
Well? 

MIKE: 
What are you going to do? 

BARNES: 
Do? 

MIKE: 
About Lupton. I told you, I overheard you talking. 

BARNES: 
There's nothing we can do. Just got to wait for him and keep you here until he comes back. 

MIKE: 
But as you said yourselves, he may not be able to. 

BARNES: 
I know. As I said, there's nothing we can do. 

MIKE: 
Of course there is. Re-establish the link, the contact. 

BARNES: 
You mean with the mandala and the ceremony? 

MIKE:
He's probably waiting for you to do just that. 

BARNES: 
There are only four of us. You have to have five. 

MIKE: 
I'll help. 

BARNES: 
You? Why should you help? 

MIKE: 
Because of Sarah Jane Smith, of course. 

I want her back just as much as you want Lupton. 

BARNES: 
Yes, yes, of course. 
But how do I know it's not just some sort of trick? 

MIKE: 
Oh, for Pete's sake. Of course it isn't! Come on, untie me.





K'ANPO: 
His Compassion protected him, just as Tommy's Innocence was his shield. 

Wednesday, 3 January 2018

The Ghost of a Flea




John Varley – an artist, astrologer and close friend of Blake – reported in his Treatise on Zodiacal Physiognomy (1828) that Blake once had a spiritual vision of a ghost of a flea and that 

‘This spirit visited his imagination in such a figure as he never anticipated in an insect.’ 

While drawing the spirit it told the artist that all fleas were inhabited by the souls of men who were 

‘by nature bloodthirsty to excess’.

 In the painting it holds a cup for blood-drinking and stares eagerly towards it. Blake’s amalgamation of man and beast suggests a human character marred by animalistic traits.

William Blake (1757‑1827)





PEX LIVES



X

PEX LIVES

TIME'S CHAMPION :
We must move on to the main problem. 
How to persuade Kroagnon to leave his safety and come to a place of our choosing where we can trap and defeat him. 

DEPUTY: 
He'll never leave there until we're all wiped out. 
We'll never manage to break in. 
I should know that. 


TIME'S CHAMPION :
Well, there is a way that might just work. 

FIRE ESCAPE: 
What's that, Doctor? 

TIME'S CHAMPION :
Well, you see, Kroagnon is undoubtedly a very clever and very proud being, and like many clever and proud beings likes to be appreciated by his equals. 
Now, I think if he had the chance to meet such a person, he would leave his lair to do so. 

MEL: 
Doctor, you're not going to go and 


TIME'S CHAMPION : 
I've no choice, Mel. I mean, in all honesty, I am the only obvious candidate. 

MEL: 
You'll go out there and show yourself and be killed. 


TIME'S CHAMPION : 
Oh no, no, no. That would be extremely futile. 
I will allow myself to be seen, and then somebody will go to Kroagnon and offer to lead him to me. 
Right into our little trap. 
Now, that person has a far more difficult and dangerous mission than I. 

(Silence.) 

PEX: 
I will go to Kroagnon. I am Pex and I am the 

FIRE ESCAPE: 
Cowardly cutlet. 

JUDAS: 
Well you all have tasks to do. Caretakers, Residents, Kangs, why should only Pex be left out? 
Pex the trained fighting machine. Pex the only... 

BIN LINER: 
Scaredy cat. 

MEL: 
Pex, are you sure you want to do this? 


JUDAS : 
Yes, I am.


TIME'S CHAMPION : 
So be it.


What if an ancient gospel was rediscovered that offered a radically different perspective on a man that history has painted as the ultimate villain? 

What if this account turned Jesus' betrayal on its head, and in it the villain became a hero? 

National Geographic provides exclusive access to the documents and evidence that traces the incredible story of what has happened to the Gospel of Judas since it was found. Combining dramatic recreations and insightful analysis by the world's foremost experts, they ask and answer the question: 

Is the Gospel of Judas real? 

Saturday, 30 December 2017

"I Don't Dream at All"



"I’ve come across people that have no imaginations at all, and it’s a very interesting… .

I was shocked the first time I came across it. 

And — because I just assumed everybody had an imagination.

And when you — you confront somebody who doesn’t, especially a child, it’s a very interesting and profound thing to me. 

It — an imagination is a — is a trait, you know. 

It’s like anything else. It’s a — it’s a — it’s a talent, or it’s an ability you have to cope. 

Like Dreaming."

- George Lucas


David: 
It must feel like your God abandoned you.

Dr. Elizabeth Shaw: 
What..?

David: 
To lose Dr. Holloway after your father died under such similar circumstances. 

What was it that killed him? Ebola?


Dr. Elizabeth Shaw: 
How do you...? 
How do you know that?

David: 
I watched your dreams.



Kane :
Some awful dream about.... 
Smothering..?


Newt:
Can I dream?

Ripley :
Yes, honey. 
I think we both can. 
Sleep tight.

Newt :
Affirmative.


While she is unconscious in the prison's medical bay, Ripley has a nightmare about being stalked through the Sulaco's hypersleep chamber by a Xenomorph. The Creature grabs her from behind and pins her to the top of Hicks' cryotube, and actually rapes her as the Corporal grins at her through the glass.




"I was in cryo, right? On my way to Xarem, right? Work crew for the nickel refinery, right? I wake up... I know, I don't understand. Oh God, I... I saw... I saw horrible things."


―Purvis (from Alien Resurrection)



An Evocation of Hades







"Hear me!" cried the Ghost.  "My time is nearly gone."

"I will," said Scrooge.  "But don't be hard upon me!  Don't be flowery, Jacob!  Pray!"




"How it is that I appear before you in a shape that you can see, I may not tell. I have sat invisible beside you many and many a day."

[ Because Scrooge, by sitting alone in the dark in a bare, cavernous, hollow, empty house is unwittingly performing a ritual invocation of Pluto, by recreating the conditions and the environment of the throneroom of the King of the Underworld in Hades (which, unlike Christian Hell is always cold, not hot.). 

Thus, he magickally gains the ability to see and talk to dead people via a ritual invocation of Hades. Without having any notion that he might be doing anything of the sort.

Marley, as the wraith of a Christian soul is forbidden from explaining this to him, since the invocation of Pagan Deities is taboo and a forbidden practice, not to ever br discussed or spoken-of openly, even to the invoker who does not actually realise that they are doing it. ]

The "Devil" in The Exorcist is explicitly identified in both the novel and the film as being Pazuzu, ancient Sumerian God of the South-West Wind - remember, at this point (and still) gods could either be worshipped, or they could be bought off and appeased (which amounts to the same thing - you acknowledge and recognise their power over a particular area of nature.

Pazuzu was a god more to be bought off rather than worshipped - why?

Because the South-West Wind carried swarms of Locusts over from East Africa to decimate the crops of Sumer.

But he isn't "Evil", as such - just associated with bad THINGS.


It was not an agreeable idea.  Scrooge shivered, and wiped the perspiration from his brow.

"That is no light part of my penance," pursued the Ghost.  "I am here to-night to warn you, that you have yet a chance and hope of escaping my fate.  A chance and hope of my procuring, Ebenezer."



The apparition walked backward from him; and at every step it took, the window raised itself a little, so that when the spectre reached it, it was wide open.  It beckoned Scrooge to approach, which he did.  When they were within two paces of each other, Marley's Ghost held up its hand, warning him to come no nearer.  Scrooge stopped.

Not so much in obedience, as in surprise and fear: for on the raising of the hand, he became sensible of confused noises in the air; incoherent sounds of lamentation and regret; wailings inexpressibly sorrowful and self-accusatory.  The spectre, after listening for a moment, joined in the mournful dirge; and floated out upon the bleak, dark night.

Scrooge followed to the window: desperate in his curiosity.  He looked out.

The air was filled with phantoms, wandering hither and thither in restless haste, and moaning as they went.  Every one of them wore chains like Marley's Ghost; some few (they might be guilty governments) were linked together; none were free.  Many had been personally known to Scrooge in their lives.  He had been quite familiar with one old ghost, in a white waistcoat, with a monstrous iron safe attached to its ankle, who cried piteously at being unable to assist a wretched woman with an infant, whom it saw below, upon a door-step.  The misery with them all was, clearly, that they sought to interfere, for good, in human matters, and had lost the power for ever.

Whether these creatures faded into mist, or mist enshrouded them, he could not tell.  But they and their spirit voices faded together; and the night became as it had been when he walked home.

Scrooge closed the window, and examined the door by which the Ghost had entered.  It was double-locked, as he had locked it with his own hands, and the bolts were undisturbed.  He tried to say "Humbug!" but stopped at the first syllable.  And being, from the emotion he had undergone, or the fatigues of the day, or his glimpse of the Invisible World, or the dull conversation of the Ghost, or the lateness of the hour, much in need of repose; went straight to bed, without undressing, and fell asleep upon the instant.

So Help Me



Pow-Wows, or Long Lost Friend, by John George Hoffman, [1820], at sacred-texts.com

p. 84
Whoever carries this book with him, is safe from all his enemies, visible or invisible; and whoever has this book with him cannot die without the holy corpse of Jesus Christ, nor drowned in any water, nor burn up in any fire, nor can any unjust sentence be passed upon him. So help me.
+ + +

Hades - Lord of the Underworld and The Fredo of The Olympians


ZEUS
Fredo -- ah, 
He's got a Good Heart -- 
But He's Weak, and He's Stupid
and 
This is Life and Death

******



ZEUS
I've always taken care of you Fredo.

HADES
Taken care of me. You're my kid brother and you take care of me.
Did you ever think about that -- did you ever once think about that? 
Send Fredo off to do this -- send Fredo off to do that! 

Let Fredo to take care of some Mickey Mouse night club somewhere! 
Send Fredo to pick somebody up at the airport! 
I'm your older brother Mike and I was stepped over!

ZEUS
That's the way Pop wanted it.

HADES
It ain't the way I wanted it! 
I can handle things, I'm smart 
-- not like everyone says --
 not dumb, smart and I want respect!



ZEUS
Fredo - you're nothing to me now.
You're not a brother, you're not a friend,
 I don't want to know you or what you do -- 
I don't want to see you at the hotels -- 
I don't want you near my house -- 
when you see our mother I want to know a day in advance, so I won't be there -- 

You understand?



Thousands of years ago, Myths were used to help frame the world of the ancients, and dictate the guidelines of their societies. Today, they are often the first stories we learn as children, iconic tales in which good and evil clash, and humanity and fantasy collide. But what is the reality behind these stories? 

From the epic tragedy of Medusa, Greek mythology's most infamous femme fatale, to Hercules, its greatest action hero, and Hades, master of the land of the dead and a god so feared no one would speak his name, explore these myths and the legendary figures who inspired them in CLASH OF THE GODS. Each episode connects ancient myths to actual historical events, as well as to events in the Bible and other cultures mythologies, gaining important historical insight from renowned scholars in search of the truth behind the legends.









(ll. 306-332) Men say that Typhaon the terrible, outrageous and lawless, was joined in love to her, the maid with glancing eyes. So she conceived and brought forth fierce offspring; first she bare Orthus the hound of Geryones, and then again she bare a second, a monster not to be overcome and that may not be described, Cerberus who eats raw flesh, the brazen-voiced hound of Hades, fifty-headed, relentless and strong. And again she bore a third, the evil-minded Hydra of Lerna, whom the goddess, white-armed Hera nourished, being angry beyond measure with the mighty Heracles. And her Heracles, the son of Zeus, of the house of Amphitryon, together with warlike Iolaus, destroyed with the unpitying sword through the plans of Athene the spoil-driver. She was the mother of Chimaera who breathed raging fire, a creature fearful, great, swift-footed and strong, who had three heads, one of a grim-eyed lion; in her hinderpart, a dragon; and in her middle, a goat, breathing forth a fearful blast of blazing fire. Her did Pegasus and noble Bellerophon slay; but Echidna was subject in love to Orthus and brought forth the deadly Sphinx which destroyed the Cadmeans, and the Nemean lion, which Hera, the good wife of Zeus, brought up and made to haunt the hills of Nemea, a plague to men. There he preyed upon the tribes of her own people and had power over Tretus of Nemea and Apesas: yet the strength of stout Heracles overcame him.



(ll. 453-491) But Rhea was subject in love to Cronos and bare splendid children, Hestia (18), Demeter, and gold-shod Hera and strong Hades, pitiless in heart, who dwells under the earth, and the loud-crashing Earth-Shaker, and wise Zeus, father of gods and men, by whose thunder the wide earth is shaken.




(ll. 644-653) `Hear me, bright children of Earth and Heaven, that I may say what my heart within me bids. A long while now have we, who are sprung from Cronos and the Titan gods, fought with each other every day to get victory and to prevail. But do you show your great might and unconquerable strength, and face the Titans in bitter strife; for remember our friendly kindness, and from what sufferings you are come back to the light from your cruel bondage under misty gloom through our counsels.'

(ll. 654-663) So he said. And blameless Cottus answered him again: `Divine one, you speak that which we know well: nay, even of ourselves we know that your wisdom and understanding is exceeding, and that you became a defender of the deathless ones from chill doom. And through your devising we are come back again from the murky gloom and from our merciless bonds, enjoying what we looked not for, O lord, son of Cronos. And so now with fixed purpose and deliberate counsel we will aid your power in dreadful strife and will fight against the Titans in hard battle.'

(ll. 664-686) So he said: and the gods, givers of good things, applauded when they heard his word, and their spirit longed for war even more than before, and they all, both male and female, stirred up hated battle that day, the Titan gods, and all that were born of Cronos together with those dread, mighty ones of overwhelming strength whom Zeus brought up to the light from Erebus beneath the earth. An hundred arms sprang from the shoulders of all alike, and each had fifty heads growing upon his shoulders upon stout limbs. These, then, stood against the Titans in grim strife, holding huge rocks in their strong hands. And on the other part the Titans eagerly strengthened their ranks, and both sides at one time showed the work of their hands and their might. The boundless sea rang terribly around, and the earth crashed loudly: wide Heaven was shaken and groaned, and high Olympus reeled from its foundation under the charge of the undying gods, and a heavy quaking reached dim Tartarus and the deep sound of their feet in the fearful onset and of their hard missiles. So, then, they launched their grievous shafts upon one another, and the cry of both armies as they shouted reached to starry heaven; and they met together with a great battle-cry.

(ll. 687-712) Then Zeus no longer held back his might; but straight his heart was filled with fury and he showed forth all his strength. From Heaven and from Olympus he came forthwith, hurling his lightning: the bold flew thick and fast from his strong hand together with thunder and lightning, whirling an awesome flame. The life-giving earth crashed around in burning, and the vast wood crackled loud with fire all about. All the land seethed, and Ocean's streams and the unfruitful sea. The hot vapour lapped round the earthborn Titans: flame unspeakable rose to the bright upper air: the flashing glare of the thunder- stone and lightning blinded their eyes for all that there were strong. Astounding heat seized Chaos: and to see with eyes and to hear the sound with ears it seemed even as if Earth and wide Heaven above came together; for such a mighty crash would have arisen if Earth were being hurled to ruin, and Heaven from on high were hurling her down; so great a crash was there while the gods were meeting together in strife. Also the winds brought rumbling earthquake and duststorm, thunder and lightning and the lurid thunderbolt, which are the shafts of great Zeus, and carried the clangour and the warcry into the midst of the two hosts. An horrible uproar of terrible strife arose: mighty deeds were shown and the battle inclined. But until then, they kept at one another and fought continually in cruel war.

(ll. 713-735) And amongst the foremost Cottus and Briareos and Gyes insatiate for war raised fierce fighting: three hundred rocks, one upon another, they launched from their strong hands and overshadowed the Titans with their missiles, and buried them beneath the wide-pathed earth, and bound them in bitter chains when they had conquered them by their strength for all their great spirit, as far beneath the earth to Tartarus. For a brazen anvil falling down from heaven nine nights and days would reach the earth upon the tenth: and again, a brazen anvil falling from earth nine nights and days would reach Tartarus upon the tenth. Round it runs a fence of bronze, and night spreads in triple line all about it like a neck-circlet, while above grow the roots of the earth and unfruitful sea. There by the counsel of Zeus who drives the clouds the Titan gods are hidden under misty gloom, in a dank place where are the ends of the huge earth. And they may not go out; for Poseidon fixed gates of bronze upon it, and a wall runs all round it on every side. There Gyes and Cottus and great-souled Obriareus live, trusty warders of Zeus who holds the aegis.

(ll. 736-744) And there, all in their order, are the sources and ends of gloomy earth and misty Tartarus and the unfruitful sea and starry heaven, loathsome and dank, which even the gods abhor.

It is a great gulf, and if once a man were within the gates, he would not reach the floor until a whole year had reached its end, but cruel blast upon blast would carry him this way and that. And this marvel is awful even to the deathless gods.

(ll. 744-757) There stands the awful home of murky Night wrapped in dark clouds. In front of it the son of Iapetus (22) stands immovably upholding the wide heaven upon his head and unwearying hands, where Night and Day draw near and greet one another as they pass the great threshold of bronze: and while the one is about to go down into the house, the other comes out at the door.

And the house never holds them both within; but always one is without the house passing over the earth, while the other stays at home and waits until the time for her journeying come; and the one holds all-seeing light for them on earth, but the other holds in her arms Sleep the brother of Death, even evil Night, wrapped in a vaporous cloud.

(ll. 758-766) And there the children of dark Night have their dwellings, Sleep and Death, awful gods. The glowing Sun never looks upon them with his beams, neither as he goes up into heaven, nor as he comes down from heaven. And the former of them roams peacefully over the earth and the sea's broad back and is kindly to men; but the other has a heart of iron, and his spirit within him is pitiless as bronze: whomsoever of men he has once seized he holds fast: and he is hateful even to the deathless gods.

(ll. 767-774) There, in front, stand the echoing halls of the god of the lower-world, strong Hades, and of awful Persephone. A fearful hound guards the house in front, pitiless, and he has a cruel trick. On those who go in he fawns with his tail and both is ears, but suffers them not to go out back again, but keeps watch and devours whomsoever he catches going out of the gates of strong Hades and awful Persephone.

(ll. 775-806) And there dwells the goddess loathed by the deathless gods, terrible Styx, eldest daughter of back-flowing (23) Ocean. She lives apart from the gods in her glorious house vaulted over with great rocks and propped up to heaven all round with silver pillars. Rarely does the daughter of Thaumas, swift- footed Iris, come to her with a message over the sea's wide back.

But when strife and quarrel arise among the deathless gods, and when any of them who live in the house of Olympus lies, then Zeus sends Iris to bring in a golden jug the great oath of the gods from far away, the famous cold water which trickles down from a high and beetling rock. Far under the wide-pathed earth a branch of Oceanus flows through the dark night out of the holy stream, and a tenth part of his water is allotted to her. With nine silver-swirling streams he winds about the earth and the sea's wide back, and then falls into the main (24); but the tenth flows out from a rock, a sore trouble to the gods. For whoever of the deathless gods that hold the peaks of snowy Olympus pours a libation of her water is forsworn, lies breathless until a full year is completed, and never comes near to taste ambrosia and nectar, but lies spiritless and voiceless on a strewn bed: and a heavy trance overshadows him. But when he has spent a long year in his sickness, another penance and an harder follows after the first. For nine years he is cut off from the eternal gods and never joins their councils of their feasts, nine full years. But in the tenth year he comes again to join the assemblies of the deathless gods who live in the house of Olympus. Such an oath, then, did the gods appoint the eternal and primaeval water of Styx to be: and it spouts through a rugged place.

(ll. 807-819) And there, all in their order, are the sources and ends of the dark earth and misty Tartarus and the unfruitful sea and starry heaven, loathsome and dank, which even the gods abhor.

And there are shining gates and an immoveable threshold of bronze having unending roots and it is grown of itself (25). And beyond, away from all the gods, live the Titans, beyond gloomy Chaos. But the glorious allies of loud-crashing Zeus have their dwelling upon Ocean's foundations, even Cottus and Gyes; but Briareos, being goodly, the deep-roaring Earth-Shaker made his son-in-law, giving him Cymopolea his daughter to wed.

(ll. 820-868) But when Zeus had driven the Titans from heaven, huge Earth bare her youngest child Typhoeus of the love of Tartarus, by the aid of golden Aphrodite. Strength was with his hands in all that he did and the feet of the strong god were untiring. From his shoulders grew an hundred heads of a snake, a fearful dragon, with dark, flickering tongues, and from under the brows of his eyes in his marvellous heads flashed fire, and fire burned from his heads as he glared. And there were voices in all his dreadful heads which uttered every kind of sound unspeakable; for at one time they made sounds such that the gods understood, but at another, the noise of a bull bellowing aloud in proud ungovernable fury; and at another, the sound of a lion, relentless of heart; and at anothers, sounds like whelps, wonderful to hear; and again, at another, he would hiss, so that the high mountains re-echoed. And truly a thing past help would have happened on that day, and he would have come to reign over mortals and immortals, had not the father of men and gods been quick to perceive it. But he thundered hard and mightily: and the earth around resounded terribly and the wide heaven above, and the sea and Ocean's streams and the nether parts of the earth. Great Olympus reeled beneath the divine feet of the king as he arose and earth groaned thereat. And through the two of them heat took hold on the dark-blue sea, through the thunder and lightning, and through the fire from the monster, and the scorching winds and blazing thunderbolt. The whole earth seethed, and sky and sea: and the long waves raged along the beaches round and about, at the rush of the deathless gods: and there arose an endless shaking. Hades trembled where he rules over the dead below, and the Titans under Tartarus who live with Cronos, because of the unending clamour and the fearful strife. So when Zeus had raised up his might and seized his arms, thunder and lightning and lurid thunderbolt, he leaped form Olympus and struck him, and burned all the marvellous heads of the monster about him. But when Zeus had conquered him and lashed him with strokes, Typhoeus was hurled down, a maimed wreck, so that the huge earth groaned. And flame shot forth from the thunder- stricken lord in the dim rugged glens of the mount (26), when he was smitten. A great part of huge earth was scorched by the terrible vapour and melted as tin melts when heated by men's art in channelled (27) crucibles; or as iron, which is hardest of all things, is softened by glowing fire in mountain glens and melts in the divine earth through the strength of Hephaestus (28). Even so, then, the earth melted in the glow of the blazing fire. And in the bitterness of his anger Zeus cast him into wide Tartarus.

(ll. 869-880) And from Typhoeus come boisterous winds which blow damply, except Notus and Boreas and clear Zephyr. These are a god-sent kind, and a great blessing to men; but the others blow fitfully upon the seas. Some rush upon the misty sea and work great havoc among men with their evil, raging blasts; for varying with the season they blow, scattering ships and destroying sailors. And men who meet these upon the sea have no help against the mischief. Others again over the boundless, flowering earth spoil the fair fields of men who dwell below, filling them with dust and cruel uproar.

(ll. 881-885) But when the blessed gods had finished their toil, and settled by force their struggle for honours with the Titans, they pressed far-seeing Olympian Zeus to reign and to rule over them, by Earth's prompting. So he divided their dignities amongst them.