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[MYTHOLOGY MEME] 1/3 Locations - The Land of Prester John

The legends of Prester John were popular in Europe from the 12th through the 17th centuries, and told of a king who ruled in a far off land. In 1165 a letter from Prester John was sent to the Byzantine Emperor Manuel I Comnenus, and it detailed further the strange and mystical world he ruled, a place where where strange creatures resided, as well as marvels such as the Gates of Alexander, Fountain of Youth, and the entranceway to the Earthly Paradise:

I, Presbyter Johannes, the Lord of Lords, surpass all under heaven in virtue, in riches, and in power; seventy-two kings pay us tribute … In the three Indies our Magnificence rules, and our land extends beyond India, where rests the body of the holy apostle Thomas [Judas the Twin]; it reaches towards the sunrise over the wastes, and it trends toward deserted Babylon near the Tower of Babel. Seventy-two provinces, of which only a few are Christian, serve us. Each has its own king, but all are tributary to us.

Our land is the home of elephants, dromedaries, camels, crocodiles, meta-collinarum, cametennus, tensevetes, wild asses, white and red lions, white bears, white merules, crickets, griffins, tigers, lamias, hyenas, wild horses, wild oxen, and wild men – men with horns, one-eyed men, men with eyes before and behind, centaurs, fauns, satyrs, pygmies, forty-ell high giants, cyclopses, and similar women. It is the home, too, of the phoenix and of nearly all living animals.

We have some people subject to us who feed on the flesh of men and of prematurely born animals, and who never fear death. When any of these people die, their friends and relations eat him ravenously, for they regard it as a main duty to munch human flesh. These and similar nations were shut in behind lofty mountains by Alexander the Great, towards the north. We lead them at our pleasure against our foes, and neither man nor beast is left undevoured, if our Majesty gives the requisite permission. And when all our foes are eaten, then we return with our hosts home again.

The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making
Amandla Stenberg as September

It will all be hard and bloody, but there will be wonders, too, or else why bring me here at all? And it’s the wonders I'm after, even if I have to bleed for them.

I remember when I was doing rent and I was too thin, and I was doing that on purpose because I’m dying, I’m a HIV+ drug addict. I remember having to eat raw food and doing all this work to make sure I could stay thin… And I remember everyone asking me when I was doing press for the movie, “what did you do to get so thin? You looked great!” and I’m like, “I looked emaciated.”

It’s a form of violence in the way that we look at women and how we expect them to look and be, for… what’s sake? Not health, not survival, not enjoyment of life, but just so that you can look ‘pretty’.

I’m constantly telling girls all the time, “everything’s airbrushed, everything’s retouched, to the point of just that it’s never even asked, and none of us look like that.”

- Rosario Dawson


favourite faces for favourite mythic ladies: Durga with Janina Gavankar

How can a woman kill me, Mahishasur—the one who has defeated the trinity of gods?

Durga just laughs and beneath her the world shakes, the sound trembling down faultlines and splitting cracks through the earth. Between her thighs, the tiger is restless, a warm shifting rippling mass of muscle and fur. Only her command will move it. She was not born, was not created - the Divine Warrior Mother formed herself, born of her own will and power and wielding the weapons of the Gods that needed her. She meets this enemy of theirs with amusement while they all shrink and hide. Durga hides from nothing. Durga is the Invincible and her blood runs hot with victory.

The wind whips Durga’s hair across her cheek, and it leaves thin lines of blood behind. Everything about her is sharp and battle-ready. Her smile would put a shark to shame. “Roar with delight while you still can, O illiterate demon, because when I will kill you, the gods themselves will roar with delight.

Durga raises her sword.


↠ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟs ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢғɪsʜᴇʀ ᴄʟᴜʙ

Never tell a man your name. Never mention where you live, or any place we go. Never let a man take you anywhere; if you take one into the alley to neck, tell one of your sisters, and come back as soon as you can. Never fall for a man so hard you can’t pull your heart back in time. We’ll leave without you if we have to.

[MYTHOLOGY MEME1 Creation Myth - Yoruba

In one creation myth told by the Yoruba people of southwest Nigeria and southern Benin, it was Olódùmarè who decided to create the world.

In the beginning there was nothing but water, and Olódùmarè send forth Obàtálá to create land. From the sky, Obàtálá came down from a long chain, carrying a rooster, some iron, and some earth. In the water he stacked the iron until it almost reached the surface, then he stacked the earth on top. On top of the earth he put the rooster, who proceeded to kick and scatter it around, creating land. He then created humans out of the earth, and called on Olódùmarè who blew life into them.

The soft rose. It is the breath of the gods and the joy of mortals, the glory of the Kharites in spring-time, the delight of the Erotes with their rich garlands and of Aphrodite; it is a subject for poetry and the graceful plant of the Mousai.

[MYTHOLOGY MEME] 2/5 Creatures/Monsters: Sirens

“they bewitch any mortal who approaches them. They sit in a meadow; men’s corpses lie heaped up all round them, mouldering upon the bones as the skin decays.”

Although the name has now become synonymous with mermaids, Sirens in Greek Mythology not sea-dwelling creatures. Their classical depiction was of birds with the heads/upper bodies of women, or sometimes just women with bird legs. The story goes that the sirens were once nymph handmaidens to Persephone, and when the goddess was kidnapped Demeter gave them bird bodies - either as punishment for their failure to protect her or as a gift to assist in the search.

Eventually they would settle on the island of Anthemoessa, and their song was so enchanting and charming to all who heard it  that sailors would dash their ships against the treacherous rocks in desire to be near them.

They number either two or three (depending on the author) and among their common given names are Peisinoë, Aglaope, Thelxiepeia, Parthenope, Ligeia, and Leucosia. Their parentage, too, is unclear, with various writers attributing their birth to Phorcus, to Sterope, to Terpsichore, to Melpomene, to Calliope, or to Gaea.