Persephone Thesis: EssayPersephone Thesis: Essay ComponentPersephone Thesis: Essay6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
"Happy is he among men upon earth who has seen these mysteries!
It is generally accepted among historical scholars that the cult of Demeter and Persephone, or Kore, existed in Greece and the surrounding Mediterranean islands long before the traditional Olympian gods became entrenched. Her origins are Cretan . Like Aphrodite, the mother and daughter goddess represent a matriarchal form of fertility worship in the forms of crops and nature, and through this the cycle of birth, growth and death. This myth, however, has taken hold of imaginations from its evolutions into the Eleusinian mysteries of Ancient Greece, to the paintings of Victorian Europe, to today, each with their own distinctive takes and emphases on the story. Perhaps it is the fact that we know so little about the original tale of Persephone the daughter of Demeter, goddess of fertility, snatched
Elegon FairytaleThe water was lonely. It ran from river to river, ocean to ocean, alone. Many of the creatures that lived in the water paid it no mind, continuing on with their own life, unaware of the water's. The water decided one day to make itself some companions, someone to flow and keep company with. The water watched many humans at its rivers and oceans and created, what the water called, Ulas based off of the females. Some were made of water while others were made of scales and flesh. The Ulas made the rain and took care of the sea and river life during the day, while they played all night.Elegon Fairytale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One night, the air passed by the river and saw the Ulas playing and dancing along the water. The air suddenly felt lonely, just as the water had. It blew through the lands all alone and decided that it could use companions as well. The wind called them Auras. The air, like the water, designed them as female humans made of air and flowing dresses. The Auras traveled with the wind and their domain was the sky
White Ballet ShoesEveryone watchWhite Ballet Shoes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She dances in the meadows
Sweet, white ballet shoes
Fairy Ring!I found fairy ring todayFairy Ring!3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Eerie place for midnight play
Glow worms sit on magic leaves
Stage is set, time to believe.
Audience ready, moonless night
Creatures wait to see this sight
Wings flutter, sound like bees
Descend beneath guarding trees.
Into fairy ring they sweep
Beautiful dancing, soul could weep
Glow worms fall slowly to the ground
Dying light, made no sound.
Fairy music does not last long
Just like twilight come and gone
Look with care you might see
Fairies sparkling hilarity.
The Visitor From Curtisville--Ch. 4 Past HistoryThe Visitor From Curtisville--Ch. 4 Past History3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4--Past History
A herd of twenty licorn glided out of the surrounding forest, spiral horns and fluffy silvery hides glinting in the moonlight as they clattered across the cobblestone streets. They splashed in and out of a shallow creek that meandered through the front yard of one of stately townhouse, throwing up liquid moonbeams from their flying deer-like hooves. Finally growing weary of their wild games, they broke up into small groups, wandering up the hedge bordered streets to graze on lawn grasses and clover. Suddenly one of the licorn snorted, as a sickly oily odor filled its delicate nostrils. Its mane bristled all the way down its spine as the scent awoke a deep primal fear. Others soon sensed it too and panicked, and the whole herd quickly turned and vanished into the trees as silently as they had appeared.
Lolly Mcclaren's stride slowed as she made her way down the main stree
The Missing Monroe Ch. 2The Missing Monroe Ch. 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 2 - One person at a time please!
When I awoke, Jayy's arms were still threaded tightly round me, but there was another set holding us both. I gently opened my eye to see a strange man. He was smiling softly in his sleep and Jayy's head was nuzzled in the crook of his neck.
Instinctively, I huddled closer to Jayy, shutting my eye sharpish as I felt the man stir.
'Wha- James! So that's what Dahvie was shouting about.' There was almost a playful accusation in my brothers next words. 'So, you just decided to climb into my bed?'
'Well, I would of woken you, but you both seemed so peaceful I decided to let you sleep.' The mans voice was soft and gentle. 'By the way, who is she?'
'My baby sister.' I inwardly rolled my eyes as Jayy called me that.
'Baby sister? Sure you don't mean adopted daughter?' Said James with a chuckle.
'Whats the difference?'
There was another chuckle. I snuggled closer into Jayy and his arms tightened.
'She's seems very fond of you.' James said.
What is Democratic Socialism?What is Democratic Socialism?3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Democratic socialists believe that both the economy and society should be run democraticallyto meet public needs, not to make profits for a few. To achieve a more just society, many structures of our government and economy must be radically transformed through greater economic and social democracy so that ordinary Americans can participate in the many decisions that affect our lives. Democracy and socialism go hand in hand. All over the world, wherever the idea of democracy has taken root, the vision of socialism has taken root as welleverywhere but in the United States. Because of this, many false ideas about socialism have developed in the US. With this pamphlet, we hope to answer some of your questions about socialism.
Doesn't socialism mean that the government will own and run everything?
Democratic socialists do not want to create an all-powerful government bureaucracy. But we do not want big corporate bureaucracies to control
The place stories come from'Sometimes people wonder where stories come from. A person can tell a story about something so unbelievable, yet so wonderful that it seems real. That's because it is.The place stories come from4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't wonder about it, though, because I know where stories come from.
It's a magical place with thousands of enchanting creatures, beautiful plants, trees as high as sky scrapers and heroic people. Whatever you can think of, it exists there.
Every once in a while, people come to witness all of this. They watch the talking trees, dance with the fairies and feel the heat of a dragon's fire. Eventhough there are many people at the same time, you don't walk into them. No matter how long you stay there, you won't meet any other visitors or even know that they're there.
Stories come to us for a reason. It's because we saw something, met someone or did somewhat unusual things that we remember. We remember them and write them down or tell them to others. That's how stories are born.
It's a place I've visited s
Moonlit EnchantmentsFaeries alight upon the 'shroomsMoonlit Enchantments3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gossamer wings glow under the moon
Delicate laughter tickles the ear
Creatures of magic start to draw near
Hush watch the fairytales of old come alive
Who on children's imaginations they've thrived
The moon is full they start to dance
Enchantments lull you into a trance
The sun gives the horizon a gentle kiss
As they disperse, you know you'll miss
The faeries alight upon the 'shrooms
With gossamer wings that glow under the moon
The Petals of Time (LokixReader) Ch.5 You have seen beautiful things throughout the course of your life. But every sunset, every dew-speckled flower, is nothing compared to the terrifying, raw beauty that carries you through space. Pure energy throbs around you, incarnate in a dazzling array of undiluted color. Stars whirl by as you are borne aloft at dizzying speeds through the cosmos. The sheer amount of force pulling you threatens to render you unconscious, but your eyes are wide open as you let out an excited laugh. You feel exhilarated, bursting with energy and positively radiant within the chrysalis of light that surrounds you. It is an extraordinary sight. It is a celestial rainbow. It can only be the Bifrost.The Petals of Time (LokixReader) Ch.52 years ago in Romance More Like This
With a near deafening WHOOSH, you are suddenly at a standstill in a large spinning dome bristling with electricity, nearly losing your balance at the rapid change in momentum. Thor doesn't let go of your wrist as the dome slows, but instead pulls you along past the
Mind VomitI pixelate IcarusMind Vomit7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to forfeit my counterproductivity.
Who needs rose tinted glasses
when you have
glazed eyes enamelled sighs
and sugarcoated insomnia.
I long for movie tomorrows
instead of these
xylophonic beclazone dreams.
I want to saturate the grey matter
without a hint of remorse.
I want to play the undersleeper,
pinning back my eyelids with
the idiolect of those I'd like to know better.
Do you want to hear my mind vomit or should I
just turn the page and start again...?
Lonely CriesDon't look at meLonely Cries3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I fall apart
I don't want you
To hear my cries
I will always push away
The ones who say they care
It's just sorrow and shame
They care only about themselves
It's just their morality
That makes them pretend
They never look in my eyes
Too afraid of what they might see
Of the empty stare
That won't go away
Scared of the darkness
Of the soulless face
And the hint of a murder
That is always there
Playing with Fire (Chapter. 2)Surely Dipper's crack girl voice was going to stop you from moving around? No. You were way too strong for that kitty Dipper. Like what he going to do to you if you sneak out. But that was exactly what you did. A dim moonlight flashed through the window to the wooden room. You lay in bed quietly with huge stuffed blankets and pillows practically hugged you and you pretended to sleep. As you stare quietly into the wooden roof and was randomly counting planks. A red light flashed as three dim numbers that spelled out 1:00 am. It surprised you that someone was awake, at this time everyone is dead sleeping.A huge crack came from the door opening. A dim light came from the hallway. You had already shut your eyes hoping they didn't see you. Footsteps walked towards your tattered bed. They didn't feel like Grunkle Stan footsteps at all. Plus his lazy ass would so not check up on you. Mabel’s maybe? No she would have just jumped and land on my stomach. Which would have quickly resoPlaying with Fire (Chapter. 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Zianourry: My CheeseheadThe curly-haired boy tried grabbing his stolen cheesehead back from the blonde, but Niall was too fast for Harry, dodging the younger lad’s grabby hands. Despite the cramped space of the bus, Niall was managing to dance around Harry, infuriating the younger boy.Zianourry: My Cheesehead2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Come and get me, Haz!” Niall taunted, waving the cheesehead around.
“I’m not in the mood for games, Niall!”
Liam sighed, putting down the book he was reading. The five boys decided to camp out in their tour bus and for once, Liam thought it’d be a good idea. He should have known that his more immature band mates would cause trouble.
“Can you guys stop?” Liam asked, irritation laced within his voice.
“He won’t give it back, though!” Harry cried out with frustration.
Niall stuck out his tongue, obviously ignoring the other two boys’ demands. He continued to maneuver his way around the bus, his smaller body allowing him to escape Harry’s grasp. Th
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
Alone.ScarletAlone.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and in the eye
two thousand truths
palm to palm
the mind becomes
the mingled scent
and when I
open my eyes
and the hall echoes:
Because of love ch4BECAUSE OF LOVEBecause of love ch48 years ago in Teen More Like This
I can feel the sun stroking my face, and then the life comes back to my body. As I open my eyes and my vision becomes clear, I notice immediately that Im not in the dome, as I normally would. I observe everything around the room, and my mind recognizes it as the bedroom inside Jumbas spaceship. Why am I here, instead of being in my warm bed up there in the dome? I cant remember anything from yesterday my head aches whenever I try to remember anything I dont have to worry; maybe my memory will come back to me in a few minutes. By now, Im only interested in knowing what I am doing here. My feet slide off the bed, and by first time I notice the wires stuck to my wrists, arms and my legs, and some advanced machinery beside of the bed, as if it was monitoring each one of my moves. I freeze: why do I have all these wires stuck on my skin? Before my mind can formulate any other question, the old sluice opens, and after
Keep On Bringing Me Down (Teenagers 11)Keep On Bringing Me Down (Teenagers 11)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone sat quietly in the choir room, despite their successful invitational's performance, the tensions were still high. As usual, the 'Nerd Herd' sat around each other, with Jordyn stealing an occasional glance at Alex, who sat on the other side of the room, his arm around Rachel. No one from the upper quad had spoken to her, not that it was an unusual development, but Alex had gone out of his way to ignore her. Nysha had tried to make her feel better about the situation, but it was no use.
I don't get it. Jordyn thought to herself. How did Principal Hamilton find out? I didn't tell anyone. She looked around the room at everyone, hoping to a suspect. Nysha? She hates Rachel enough, but there's no way she'd ever sink that low Maybe Alex told Lance or Daryn? She looked at both boys. Lance was showing Daryn some of the choreography. That wouldn't make sense.
Her eyes darted to Alton and Caly. Yeah, okay. Then to Xander, who was showing Foxy pictu
Taking Lessons: A RusCan fic (Chapter 6)A/N: Hey my readers! I am sorry that I was unable to upload this chapter on Canada's birthday...too busy celebrating it...anyway. My beta reader Mew I is dinosaur is out on a trip for a few days till then there will be no updates I will be busy working on the world meeting chapter. So enjoy my late update present for you all. By the way...I have a poll posted on my profile page for you readers to vote for what happens after the world meeting...so far I have no ideas at the moments and I was thinking for more lessons...but I did promise future fluff moments so I can't decide...Vote now ! The poll will close by the end of this week.Taking Lessons: A RusCan fic (Chapter 6)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own hetalia...just this plot bunny!
Chapter 6: Russia teaches Canada: Third Lesson
Russia woke up in his king size bed to the sound of a knock on his door. Lithuania was on the other side. His morning duties were to wake up everyone for breakfast, "Mr. Russia, sir, is time to wake up." The Lithuanian spoke as he knocked on the door again,
InceptionWhen I saw youInception2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw myself
Lonely eyes casting down
They showed me the beauty in the simplest of things
I remember the beat like a thousand kings
Who would teach me the song
Of a million birds
Who would leap through the trees
Looking for her
Nothing is kept secret
Through the walls eyes
You keep telling
Those awful lies
If I could only bring
You to your knees
So you could see
The inception in the prettiest of things
Caring and kindness
Go a long way
When you're singing the song
Taught by a thousand ways
Passed down throughout the time
Nothing is sacred
In these medieval rhymes
Now it is time, time again
Time to release
Time to end
The tears that have been keeping
A million years of peace
Crying won't save you
Everyone knows that
But if you start breathing
You might actually find
The truth in the floor
The love in my eyes
Telling you that it is finally time
To wake up.
Through A Child's EyesTitle: Through A Child's EyesThrough A Child's Eyes2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Jean Hobbs (Do i even write anything else omfg)
Warning: Nothing, cute fic tbh. Shows how simple it is for children to understand.
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack Howard or Dean Dobbs and this didn't happen blah blah blah
Eight year old Esther Hawkins was woken that morning by her father shouting up the stairs to her, “Esther, come and meet our new neighbour,” he had called
The little girl had rubbed her eyes, stretched and climbed out from under her Hannah Montana duvet then slipped on her fluffy pink dressing gown and slippers before scurrying down the stairs. When she appeared in the living room the first thing that hit her was the overwhelming smell of bacon and eggs that drifted in from the kitchen. The second thing that caught her eye was the young man who was sat in her place on the sofa watching what looked like a cartoon on the television.
The man in question seemed a lot younger than her father; he didn
A Siren's CallA Siren's Call3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail
For a thousand years, I drifted in her song
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans deep ...
luminous thoughts seeking the nectar of bliss
Among flesh and shadows, I crave evermore
Lips unveiled, blackness approaches
my destiny entombed by the Siren's lore
When the world turns forever still,
only the sound of her fleeting whispers remain,
like echoes of rain, suspended over the sea
Arthur Crow © 2012
10 Minutes in Heaven (Nile x Reader)10 Minutes in Heaven (Nile x Reader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
By the way y/n means your name for those of you who don't know
So after you gave Masamune your bey you just sat on the couch. Though it took a while for Masamune to get everyone's bey, so you fell asleep on the couch.Then you were waken up by your best bey friend and Zeo's noises."Hey y/n its your turn!" Nickie yelled to you. You got up and picked a random bey that was in the hat. You looked at the bey you had pulled out. Vulcan Horuseus. "Oh. My. God. No, no, no, no.This can't be." You said as Masamune took the bey from your hand. "Hey uh..Nile! Your team mate y/n picked you." Masamune yelled for the whole freaking house to hear. Wow Masamune way to go and make matter's even worse than what they already were. You thought. Nile's eyes shot open and his head sharply turned towards you. He blushed and slowly yet ca