Polymnia, you are everywhere, veiled beauty,and when you sing, you sing the truth:that every action is an intricate hymn,from the hum of particles dancing as atomsto the choreography of the body's cellsand the lightning-quick fire within us.May we hear your words' droning hum within,coax them from our contemplations,mute the noise of desolation and desertion —silence … Continue reading For Polymnia
Tag: muses
In Gratitude
On the first day of November, following a day of storms in both a literal and metaphorical sense, I was brought to wonder by a rainbow. It was a Wednesday, and I had to mind a passage from Proclus' Parmenides commentary that I had only just reread — "I am ready at your service, Parmenides,'' … Continue reading In Gratitude
Scaffolding Platonic Theurgic Practice: A Primer
When embarking on an undertaking of getting to know Platonism and its commentary tradition, and especially when one is determined to deeply engage in it as one’s primary spiritual path, it can seem like a lot. “Writing is a sea / its reeds are a shore,” as Thoth says in the Conversations in the House of Life scribal initiation text. It takes courage, conviction, and good sense to penetrate into those waters and learn how to swim in them.
From a Professional to a Professional/Creative/Bookworm Shrine
This is a shrine update post. If you haven't followed this blog for a while: One year into the pandemic, I finally decided to hang the wall shelf cubby that I have had since college and that usually just sits as a prop on a shrine for items. The purpose was to make a professional … Continue reading From a Professional to a Professional/Creative/Bookworm Shrine
For Apollon, the Mousai, Mnemosyne, and Hermes
In November (or possibly late October), I wrote this poem to offer to the Gods while doing exercises to improve my grasp of formal poetic meter and rhyme — sitting down at my dining table, noise-cancelling headphones filled with ethereal meditative cello music by the artist The Wong Janice. I was reminded in passing, through … Continue reading For Apollon, the Mousai, Mnemosyne, and Hermes
Playing with Prosody
Yesterday night, I started reading Alfred Corn's The Poem's Heartbeat: A Manual of Prosody because I want to better my understanding of it. Similar to how I sleepwalked through grammar classes in school and relied on intuition until I learned how to conlang, most poetry I write finds its form via intuition, not crafting, with … Continue reading Playing with Prosody
Throwing Out Old Journals
When I was perusing my old journals to look for content — and when I ultimately decided to release them back into the Earth — on Thursday night, I noticed a few things that surprised me about myself when I was younger: In my mid-teens, I wouldn't eat until I showered and prayed, and I … Continue reading Throwing Out Old Journals
The Cosmos — Void — Night — Radiance
I. O God, I have no laurel for a crown. The dust of dried leaves lies at my feet in this library whose volumes are countless. Here are the traces of all that I know, yet I open the pages and tear them out. Curled into flowers, strung together, they succumb to perfection as the … Continue reading The Cosmos — Void — Night — Radiance
Sunday Image: An Offering to the Mousai
This week, I offered an agalma to the Mousai, which I found on Etsy. I really love it — the artistry reminds me of my childhood because it's in a similar style to The Last Unicorn movie, which was heavily influenced by medieval tapestries. The incense is something I hadn't offered to the Mousai before, but … Continue reading Sunday Image: An Offering to the Mousai
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