10/06/2005

NERITES

NERITES was a handsome, young sea-god who was transformed into a shellfish by the gods.

Some say he was a companion and lover of sea-born Aphrodite. When the goddess was invited by Zeus to join the gods of Olympos, Nerites refused to accompany her and for this reason was punished with metamorphoses.

According to others he was instead a lover and charioteer of Poseidon who dared to challenge the sun-god Helios to a chariot-race. Nerites was defeated and as punishment for his hubris was transformed by the god into a shell-fish.

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THE MYTH

"There is in the sea a shellfish with a spiral shell, small in size but of surpassing beauty, and it is born where the water is at its purest and upon rocks beneath the sea and on what are called sunken reefs. Its name is Nerites: two stories are in circulation touching this creature, and both have reached me; moreover the telling of a short tale in the middle of a lengthy history is simply giving the hearer a rest and sweetening the narrative.


Hesiod sings of how Doris the daughter of Okeanos bore fifty daughters to Nereus the sea-god, whom to this day we always hear of as truthful and unlying. Homer also mentions them in his poems. But they do not state that one son was born after all that number of daughters, though he is celebrated in mariners’ tales. And they say that he was named Nerites and was the most beautiful of men and gods; also that Aphrodite delighted to be with Nerites in the sea and loved him. And when the fated time arrived, at which, at the bidding of [Zeus] the Father of the gods, Aphrodite also had to be enrolled among the Olympians, I have heard that she ascended and wished to bring her companion and play-fellow. But the story goes that he refused, preferring life with his sisters and parents to Olympos. And then he was permitted to grow wings: this, I imagine, was a gift from Aphrodite. But even this favour he counted as nothing. And so the daughter of Zeus was moved to anger and transformed his shape into a shell, and of her own accord chose in his place for her attendant and servant Eros, who also was young and beautiful, and to him she gave the wings of Nerites.

But the other account proclaims that Poseidon was the lover of Nerites, and that Nerites returned his love, and that this was the origin of the celebrated Anteros (Mutual Love).
And so, as I am told, of the rest the favourite spent his time with his lover, and moreover when Poseidon drove his chariot over the waves, all together great fishes as well as dolphins and Tritones too, sprang up from their deep haunts and gambolled and danced around the chariot, only to be left utterly and far behind by the speed of his horses; only the boy favourite was his escort close at hand, and before them the waves sank to rest and the sea parted out of reverence to Poseidon, for the god willed that his beautiful favourite should not only be highly esteemed for other reasons but should also be pre-eminent at swimming.


But the story relates that Helios the Sun resented the boy’s power of speed and transformed his body into the spiral shell as it now is: the cause of his anger I cannot tell, neither does the fable mention it [perhaps Nerites bragged that his chariot was swifter than that of the sun god or perhaps challenged the god to a race]. But if one may guess where there is nothing to go by, Poseidon and Helios might be said to be rivals. And it may be that Helios was vexed at the boy travelling about in the sea and wished that he should travel among the constellations instead of being counted among the Ketea (Sea-Monsters).
Thus far the two fables; but may the gods be good to me, and for my part let me observe a religious silence regarding them. But if my fables have said anything overbold, the fault must be laid to their charge.” - Aelian, On Animals 14.28

 

10/03/2005

I PLANT THE TREE OF LIFE

medium_old_20tree_20west_20coast.jpgI PLANT THE TREE OF LIFE AND THAT IS WHY NO ONE CAN TAKE IT FROM ME.

The Tree of Life, in the Book of Genesis, is a tree whose fruit gives everlasting life, i.e. immortality. After eating of the Tree of Knowledge, of good and evil, the story goes, Adam and Eve are exiled from the Garden of Eden. Fearing Adam and Eve will also eat of the tree of life and become immortal, God sets angels to guard the entrance to the Garden.

The mystical "tree of life" of Kabbalah is a deeper way of understanding the nature of God. Plant it in your life, search for God, do good, be fair, meditate, and love all things.

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09/14/2005

LOS CUATRO ELEMENTOS

TODA LA MATERIA DE NUESTRO MUNDO VIENE DE PRINCIPIOS NATURALES QUE SON TIERRA, AIRE, FUEGO Y AGUA. LOS CUATRO ELEMENTOS DE LOS QUE TODAS LAS COSAS ESTÁN CONSTITUIDAS.

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09/08/2005

My destiny

medium_moonrise_ayiomamitis.jpegI WANT TO GO BACK AND WALK THE LANDS OF MYTH AND LEGEND. I PRAY FOR A MOMENT UNDER ARTEMIS' MOON OR TO TOUCH THE WATERS OF THE AEGEAN WITH MY GREEK FRIENDS. I WISH TO GO TO MIDDLE EAST AND TOUCH JERUSALEM'S ROCKS, GO WHERE CIVILIZATION STARTED. I LONG FOR THE TIME WHEN I SEE THE STARS UNDER ASIA'S AND AFRICA'S SKIES. I LIVE FOR THOSE MOMENTS. WILL YOU COME WITH ME?

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09/07/2005

MERMAID'S SCIENCE

THESE ARE THE MERMAID'S THREE WISDOM NOTES

1) HAVE PATIENCE, LIKE THE SEA.

2) MOVE WITH THE RHYTHM OF LIFE AROUND YOU.

3) KNOW THAT ALL THINGS TOUCH ALL OTHERS,

AS ALL LIFE TOUCHES THE SEA.

Jane Yojem

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09/01/2005

LAS 3 CARAS DE LA LUNA

LA LUNA HOY, LUNA CRECIENTE. LUNA LLENA DE POSIBILIDADES. LA VIRGEN CRECE. LA VIEJA HA MUERTO. LA MADRE AÚN NO LLEGA. LOS DEMONIOS DE LA LUNA NO ESTÁN. LA LUNA DE PLATA CRECE COMO LA SONRISA DEL AMANTE.

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08/28/2005

Cómo nace el Universo.

¿Te has fijado que algunas veces la luna sale de día pero el sol nunca sale de noche? ¿sabes por qué?

Hay veces que el sol le habla a la luna y la luna que lo adora va con él, sale a escondidas de la noche, pues la noche le a prohibido que se vuelva a ver con él.

Y es que el sol no tiene buenas intenciones, nunca da la cara a la noche, es un vagabundo aventurero y caprichoso, es un loco que sólo la hará llorar.

Más la luna, que no entiende de razones, sale pero el sol se va a poner, él la checa siempre desde lejos, ella le manda mil besos, ella si lo quiere bien.

Pues la luna, como ninguna, lo quiere y la luna como ninguna está con él, pues la luna como ninguna se le entrega y le hace frente a lo que sea, sólo la luna como ninguna lo quiere bien.

Hay veces que el sol le habla a la luna (pss, pss) y deja que ella llegue hasta él y es en el eclipse, en la quema ella se deja, se le entrega sin importarle el que-dirán.

Pero al final el sol siempre la deja, cuando él tenga ganas le hablará, mientras ella aguanta los reproches de la noche, pues la luna dará a luz por tanto amar.

Y la noche tratará de ocultarlo al universo y al espacio que su hija fue a pecar.

Sin embargo palidecerá la noche y se alumbrará la tierra cuando nazcan las estrellas, bendición de Dios al amor de la luna por el sol.

Pues la luna, como ninguna, lo quiere y la luna, como ninguna, está con él, pues la luna, como ninguna, se le entrega y le hace frente a lo que sea, sólo la luna, como ninguna, lo quiere bien.

No hay planeta ¡no! que quiera tanto al sol ¡no! Y que salga de día, como la luna enloquecida por amor.

laralara laralara laralara laralara 
... de la luna por el sol.

A Gloria Trevi & Dios Lizama + Abuelo

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08/26/2005

FAREWELL TO LÓRIEN

GALADRIEL. LADY OF LIGHT.
 SEÑORA DEL BOSQUE DE LOTHLÓRIEN. SABIA ENTRE LAS SABIAS.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew:
Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew.
Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea,
And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden Tree.
Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone,
In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion.
There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years,
While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears.
O Lórien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day;
The leaves are falling in the stream, the River flows away.
O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shore
And in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor.
But if of ships I now should sing, what ship would come to me,
What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?

Ai! laurië lantar lassi súrinen,
Yéni únótimë ve rámar aldaron!
Yéni ve lintë yuldar avánier
mi oromardi lisse-miruvóreva
Andúnë pella, Vardo tellumar
nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni
ómaryo airetári-lírinen.

Sí man i yulma nin enquantuva?

An sí Tintallë Varda Oiolossëo
ve fanyar máryat Elentári ortanë
ar ilyë tier undulávë lumbulë;
ar sindanóriello caita mornië
i falmalinnar imbë met, ar hísië
untúpa Calaciryo míri oialë.
Sí vanwa ná, Rómello vanwa, Valimar!

Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar.
Nail elyë hiryva. Namárië!

Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind,
long years numberless as the wings of trees!
The long years have passed like swift draughts
of the sweet mead in lofty halls beyond the West,
beneath the blue vaults of Varda wherein the stars
tremble in the song of her voice, holy and queenly.
Who now shall refill the cup for me?
For now the Kindler, Varda, the Queen of the Stars,
from Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like clouds,
and all paths are drowned deep in shadow;
and out of a grey country darkness lies
on the foaming waves between us, and mist
covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever.
Now lost, lost to those from the East is Valimar!
Farewell! Maybe thou shalt find Valimar.
Maybe even thou shalt find it. Farewell!

Comparto esto con todos ustedes. La canción de despedida del Bosque Dorado. En la película puedes escuchar una parte si realmente pones atención. Después de la partida de los Señores de Lórien y su paso al Oeste, los árboles poco a poco perdieron su brillo. Los Elfos restantes dejaron Lórien y Celeborn se mudó a Rivendell por un tiempo. Las colinas perdieron el brillo y las canciones de los Elfos, sólo quedó el recuerdo de un tiempo de perpetua primavera en Lauderinlórinen.

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08/22/2005

WAITING ASHORE

Cold as the northern winds
In December mornings,
Cold is the cry that rings
From this far distant shore.

Winter has come too late
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
All these fears deep inside?

I'll wait the signs to come.
I'll find a way
I will wait the time to come.
I'll find a way home.

My light shall be the moon
And my path - the ocean.
My guide the morning star
As I sail home to you.

Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams - a boat
I will sail home to you.

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08/09/2005

FANTASIA

Mundos y rincones llenos de irrealidades. Bosques mágicos donde las flores se mueven y caminan, hablan y se enfadan. Donde las aguas cantan con las sirenas y los peces multicolores. Donde los cielos están llenos de aves del paraíso, mariposas y pegasos que huyen de los grifos. Donde hay campos interminables de flores y helechos donde corren los centauros y los unicornios. Donde las cascadas son de hidromiel y caen como gotas de lluvia de oro desde las islas flotantes. Donde el aire está lleno de música y canciones de ángel y polvo de hadas.

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 Este es mi mundo y ahi corre el hombre desnudo, camina sobre el pasto húmedo, acaricia la corteza de los árboles y las flores al caminar por el bosque, se hunde en las aguas cristalinas de los riachuelos y salta en las cascadas hacia el mar donde encuentra que sus piernas se han unido en una cola de cetáceo de azur y busca la madreperla y el coral, la perla y al mero para contarle historias de conejos y delfines. Este es el mundo de Nerites, la criatura de mar y aire, fuego y tierra.

07/15/2005

SOL & LUNA

Para Elmo

Sol querido hermano sol
estático señor
bombilla amarilla de calor.
Luna hermana la menor
lucero del amor
espía de las noches de pasión.


Hermano sol,
hermana luna
que nada nunca me separe de los dos.
Hermano sol,
hermana luna
que nada nunca me separe de mi dios.


Hermano sol que cuece tu interior
que trae tanta explosión
pareces tan confuso como yo.
Luna blanca reflexión
helado corazón
sereno que me guardas del ladrón.


Hermano sol
hermana luna
que nada nunca me separe de los dos.
Hermano sol
hermana luna
que nada nunca me separe de mi dios.

07/14/2005

Los cuatro elementos.

TODA LA MATERIA DE NUESTRO MUNDO

VIENE DE PRINCIPIOS NATURALES QUE SON

TIERRA, AIRE, FUEGO Y AGUA.

LOS CUATRO ELEMENTOS DE LOS QUE TODAS LAS COSAS ESTÁN CONSTITUIDAS.