Two hours and two giant watercolor pages full of poetry later….
Tag: oc
Doing research on Ares
I’m doing a studio minding gig for an art show today and things are slow, so I thought I’d do more research on Ares. Like, I KNOW about Ares; your basic Trojan war stuff, his love for Aphrodite, ect, but I felt like there were definitely gaps in my knowledge. So I looked some stuff up.
Ares gives me the shivers.
As I’m reading, I just have this titanic image of a God clothed in nothing but his weapons, his shield, and his helmet, his skin like crackling lava. The dust flies up at his feet like whirlwinds and the ground shakes with every step….he is everything fury and vengeance and measured bloodlust.
Fuck, right? This what I’m IN this for, man. These are my gods, and this is why I worship.
It occurred to me today, who do I pray to to keep me safe from sexual assault?
Artemis was my natural answer, but I know that she is already the viciousness inside of me and for some reason I feel like I want a father figure to watch over me. Any suggestions, guys? I’m most comfortable with my own Pantheon, but I’m at a loss for an answer.
I’ve only applied to one job today and that feels like a failure to perform
If I forget, someone smack me. Gotta make sacrifice for Hermes and Apollo.
I remember last night thinking of something that I didn’t know the answer to and googling it in my dream- this morning, I woke up and when I opened my phone browser, there was my question, very misspelled, but clearly typed into google
Me: Ahhh god it feels so good to relax…
Also me, five minutes later:…Maybe one more job app.
I looooooove animals. Except I’m allergic to your major three pets: Dogs, cats, and birds. I recently had a bad allergic reaction to a king charles spaniel that has had me sick since saturday night. Yesterday, in my stuffy nose voice, I was describing how cute the dog was and the little snoot he had to one of my friends and The Boy is just like “See what I have to deal with?”
“But….but I love them so much.”
“I know, Sweetie”
I’d like to, at this point, formally disclose that all the jobs in Cincinnati suck BALLS
It hurts to bend my arms now…..good luck with painting homework today, buddy