Ares, also known by the Romans as Mars, is the Greek God of war and masculinity. He is often depicted as cruel, bloodthirsty, and oddly enough, a coward.
Ares is the God of blood lust in battle, constantly at odds with the more respected Athena, who is also a God of war. Where Ares represented brute strength, Athena represented strategy.
Ares was never widely worshiped by the Greeks and had very few devout followers. He was detested by humans and Gods alike.
At Sparta, where there was an ancient statue, representing the god in chains, to indicate that the martial spirit and victory were never to leave the city of Sparta. At Sparta human sacrifices were offered to Ares. The temples of this god were usually built outside the towns, probably to suggest the idea that he was to prevent enemies from approaching them.
Ares had many children. Most notably Eros (Cupid), Nike (Victory), Phobos (Panic), Deimos (Fear), and several other divine offspring.
His most notable love affair was that with Aphrodite. From their joining came Anteros, Deimos, Eros, Harmonia, and Phobos. They continued their affair until Aphrodite’s husband Hephaestus, a God of smithing and metal working, caught them in a clever trap and exposed their adulterous affair to the rest of the Gods.
His sister Eris called forth war, Zeus directed its course, but Ares loved war for its own sake, and delights in the carnage and roar of battles, in the slaughter of men, and the destruction of cities.
He is usually depicted as a seasoned warrior in full armour or as an attractive nude youth with a helm and spear. The only constant is that he is not a force to be trifled with. He is protective of his children (See: The murder of Hallirhothios) and detested by even his own parents.
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Bäckahästen (The stream horse) is known for using its ethereal beauty and strength to lure children to climb onto its back and then drag them down into the dark and murky waters of streams and ponds. It does not matter how many children climb onto its back, for it always grows longer. Only by casting a piece of steel between the horse and the water can the spell be broken and the children saved.
Some uplifting music to inspire your morning. :)
Posting my werewolves playlist again, simply because I love it so much.
Photo cover by Mike Nash.
Hill of Witches, Klaipėda, Lithuania.
Opened in 1979, Hill of Witches is a park situated on a hill overlooking the Baltic Sea. Legend has it this area was once a place where witches gathered to celebrate Midsummer Night’s Eve, along with demons. Even the Baltic goddess Ragė is said to have visited this place.
Pele, Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes.
My apologies for the short, unannounced hiatus. I recently got a new job, and the hours are…quite unpredictable, so I’ve had to do a lot of readjustment to my schedule. It’s left me with relatively little free time for much else. However, things should get back on a regular track here in the next few days.
As always, I’m looking for community input on new features and ideas for the blog. I’d definitely love to reach out to followers, and have them contribute and interact regularly with the blog should they so desire. :)
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