Your Gods Are Listening To You. Yes, Even When Your Tears Are Falling And You Think You Are Alone. You

sometime i be wishing that i wanna die but i’m scared to know what’s on the other side, an eternity without a camera in my hand with some rolls of film?

Witches I need help interpreting a dream

I was somewhere in my town on a really tall building about to jump and someone grabbed me from behind and it felt so real and I woke up immediately I felt like it was mother or maybe I’m just being delusional LMAO WHAT DO WE THINK

Art by Roberto Ferri

Yo mama

Who’s this twink think he is

Praise o good god Zeus

Praise to Zeus

O' mighty Zeus, divine Father of the deathless Gods and evanescent Mortals, I praise you.

Friend of Strangers and Refugees; Merciful God of the Sky. He who leads the Fates, giver of wealth and good things, and protector of our homes, I praise you.

From the fertile rain to the crackle of lightning you reign over, to the golden sword you wield, and the gentle wind you bring, I praise you, O' divine King Zeus.

Image #1: Jupiter Enthroned, Heinrich Friedrich Füger, Image #2: Statue of Zeus at Olympia, Divider by @/vibeswithrenai I don't worship or work with Zeus, so my praise might be a bit awkward. However, I've wanted to do more to honor him in my practice, and this is the first step.

ive been thinking about this a lot

If you are a pagan devoted to a deity, please live.

Continue writing about them, please keep saying their names. Please keep worshiping them. If you can’t find the strength within yourself to live for yourself, please try to live for them.

I know it’s getting scary. I think it’s going to get scarier. But please, if nothing else. Live.

Thousands of years, hundreds of genocides and crusades and decimation of culture, and yet somehow my Lords still have followers. Somehow I’ve found them. Somehow these names still have meaning. Through all of us they still remain.

Despite the efforts of centuries of suppression and control, My Lord is still alive, because I am alive.

In our fringe little cults, even when we must whisper because we cannot scream.

and maybe one day we’ll be free to frolic in fields or dance in forests while we chant without fear.

but for now, just live. Please.

"I wield the power of the crossroads and the moon."

- Hecate, 5th century BCE

This line captures Hecate's association with crossroads and lunar magic. It would likely reflect beliefs from around the 5th century BCE, when her influence was significant in ancient Greek religion and mythology.

Did I delete everything of social and make this random account? Yes I did. Hi my names ame I’m an artist sometimes, I’m a pagan witch and recovering sh. Dms will always be open

Hail mother Hecate