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Bobby Dylan The Times They Are A Changin’ 1964

It has started again- the empty space

Is filling up with

wagging mouths licking

And snipping gnawing and gnarling

Suffuse their empty and pitiless lives

Suffocate them with saliva drenched

Detritus

Opinions regurgitated vomited with vileness

Stench

classless ceaseless

The cream has sank

We’re drowning in ourselves

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Foreplay v Wordplay and John Paul

When you look at people it’s amazing what actually although arguably they would never admit it goes on inside their head and on their head, which she thinks is their thought processor intel 8.

A clean-living working man. Very nice person with children. Works hard to make a crust. Helps with a charity. Is funny and likable. Very respectable. Doesn’t drive.

when he presents beautiful life models @corkvisioncentre
when he presents beautiful life models @thelongyardstudio

But the sordid mind that is there is beyond comprehension. The desires and capabilities of this hidden aspect is craving exposure and pleasure. It needs the place and the internet has the place ‘texting’ now ‘sexting’.

The hackneyed phrase a picture paints a thousand words is concerned with the visual being very powerful maybe it is, but the power of the word goes far deeper than

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the evolution of time dispenses such centrifugal and contrapuntal mind sets that any kind of alignment is beyond evolutions remit

The evolution of time dispenses such centrifugal and contrapuntal mind sets that any kind of alignment is beyond evolutions remit

 

 

he licked her body knowing there was no way

back to see how she would feel it

he knew by the heat and

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the wayfarer coiled around the sea draining it of dreams subsumed by anodyne insinuations and fuck you’s

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it started on the edge of reason when there is in fact no reasonableness in the purity of reason: only destruction

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life as we know it is a sequence of detritus buried by sincere insincerity 

life as we know it is a sequence of detritus buried by sincere insincerity

watching their faces landscaped with sincerity that’s

A moment

It passes you are forgotten

And they make

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The lighthouse film everymans groping in the belly of darkest thought MESMERIC

the lighthouse a film mesmeric in unrestraint
the lighthouse a film mesmeric in unrestraint

He stood there wrapped in helium deep

His hidden black blue eyes smiling out

inside there was ennui

you could see the way each pierced each others

eyes masking something

doubt

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Engineering the Reality Principle and Passive Suicide with lust

standing there he looked at her smiling with that Brad Pitt in the wardrobe smile of 'oh shit don't'as George Clooney pulled the trigger and shot him

Engineering the Reality Principle and Passive Suicide with LUST

What is reality? Even though we all share the environment-the space-the earth-not one of us in the cosmos shares the same reality.

We may think we do but we don’t.

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Passive Suicide Engineered by the Pain Principle

Passive Suicide Engineered by the Pain Principle

With pleasure comes pain as day follows night-Monday Tuesday-full moon new moon- Sunrise sunset.

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tempestuousness in the beautiful man cannot be contained

tempestuousness in the beautiful man cannot be contained

tempestuousness in the beautiful man cannot be contained in this already restrained animal.

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splurt here comes the volcanic eruption of heat and passion: he’s arrived-DEEP TIME BBC4 short cuts Josie Long

splurt here comes the volcanic eruption of heat and passion

bbc sounds with Josie Long DEEP TIME

the unfathomable amazement of him moving like a projectile

splurt here comes the volcanic eruption of heat and passion:he’s arrived

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Untethered lust meets up with erotic sensory pleasure: HIMnHER

LUST THE UNGOVERNABLE

Untethered lust meets up with erotic sensory pleasure: HIMnHER unfathomable Eros to my Aphrodite

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Passive suicide engineered by the pleasure principle BODIES BY JOSIE LONG BBC4

Passive suicide engineered by the pleasure principle

Passive suicide engineered by the pleasure principle BODIES BY JOSIE LONG BBC4

BODIES BY JOSIE LONG BBC4

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Violent liar kills your inner self treating you like a dog:the dog was lucky

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Violent liar kills your inner self treating you like a dog:the dog was lucky

LIAR

signs

he listens to squeals of my dog dying in his mother’s house by hanging

the signs= he cries-threats-manipulates-jealous-obsessive-

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When Horus enters the body you know it. Life is never the same again, fate drives this dipsomania for Horus it’s illogical. It’s exquisite. It’s magic that doesn’t make sense-what’s sense when it’s Horus-sky-sun-moon driver of the heart.

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When it’s a struggle thinking of a pussycat whose claws are so cleverly sharp that the Skylark doesn’t stand a chance. Whose immediacy is so immediate and bursting with fervour the mind contracts into a black hole. You die here. In silent passion. Dead.

What can an image convey, can it convey anything to the blank mind. That mind that always looks for reasons, and why, and can you change, and how, and what does that mean, mean, mean, meaning. That always need the succour. Decant their minds of effluent and trash tv and influencers and yellow journalism and mighty marketears whose soul purpose is entropy of the spirit.

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When his mind takes flight

When his mind takes flight

 

When his mind takes flight

 

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When touching myoclonus the ocean will wash over you: breathe softly

When touching myoclonus the ocean will wash over you: breathe softly
When touching myoclonus the ocean will wash over you: breathe softly

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When An Answer is Beyond Euclid

When his Magnetic Resonance is Hard to Reconcile

When an answer is beyond Euclid
When an answer is beyond Euclid

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When All I Want is You

when all i want is youWhen all I want is you
the mouth renders itself slushy shiney opaque immersive -you stare into this wet soft red purple moving orb-magnetic spirals move over the inertia of the real inducing the vagus nerves to jump – you are sucked into the dark vastness of trasnslucenst words and incomprehensible utterances which struggle for air- they hang there-you cling on-you drown in his gurgling throat-blue sanguine and sultry pools surround the event horizon in his sockets-coming toward you he vanishes- he enters your body. You dont’t remember. Holding him in there like a Gordian knot-waiting for relaease-waiting for his Zeusian thunderbolt-

Owhen all I want is you

when all I want is you

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women the fairer sex: caring kind killers

women the fairer sex: caring kind killers

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the unexpected ending at the end of breath

the unexpected ending at the end of breath-agonal

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contemplate the noise that suffuses us-run for your life

contemplate the noise that suffuses us

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Opium elixer on breath

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Jordan in complete TEARS talking about the lack of encouragement in Society”

Embody the good story

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Ode To Billie Joe Bobby Gentry him n me

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porphyrion

PORPHYRION was the King of the Gigantes who was struck down by Herakles and Zeus with arrows and lighning bolt when he attempted to rape the goddessHera during the Giant War.

He is probably the same as Eurymedon, who is named King of the Gigantes by Homer.

There are several possible etymologies for his name. It might derive from the word porphyreôs, “the surging,” referring to both the surges of the battlefield and of the sea. Another similar word porphyrô means “gleaming darkly.” The comedian Aristophanes in his play the Birds connects Porphyrion and his brother Alkyoneus with two birds, the purple-coot (Greek porphyriôn) and the halcyon (alkyôn).

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Ouranos and Gaia had twelve sons and six daughters. He locked the eldest of these–the giant Kyklopes (Cyclopes) and Hekatonkheires (Hecatoncheires)–away inside the belly of Earth. Gaia suffered immense pain and persuaded her Titan sons to rebel. Four of these positioned themselves at the corners of the world, ready to grasp their father as he descended to lie with Earth, while the fifth, Kronos (Cronus), took his place in the centre and there castrated Ouranos with an adamantine sickle. The sky-god’s blood fell upon the earth, producing the avenging Erinyes and the Gigantes (Giants).

Ouranos prophesied the fall of the Titanes and the punishments they would suffer for their crimes–a prophecy brought to fruition by Zeus who deposed the five brothers and cast them into the pit of Tartaros.

Ouranos does not appear in early Greek art but Egyptian depictions of their sky-goddess Nut demonstrate how he was imagined–as a gigantic, star-spangled man with long arms and legs, resting on all fours, with his finger-tips in the far east, his toes in the far west, and his arching body raised to form the dome of the sky. In the Roman era he was often depicted as Aion, god of eternal time, in the form of a man holding the zodiac-wheel, standing above the reclining Gaia (Earth).

 

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fuck sequences

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swift and sweet falling a puddle

a mess a glissade on the cold ice white tiled floor

blooded gloves pulling at the cri de coeur

Epistemic filled eyes sigh

In the sighlence

Another

For

The

Wasteland

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He stared- caught in the glass lit prism

the oneiri illuminated a mind reading~ the face morphed

to a blob fish

the autonomic nervous system

a silent confabulation with beats

thump,thump,thump,

A scry once before and now

laying on the catafalque holding the tension of the living

while he decathects

with his life saving catheter

lifes dream

amen

What that can do to you
What that can do to you

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Dolores O Riordan voice of an Angel coming through to lullabye the Seraphim and Cherubim rip 15.01.18 09.05

dolores o riordan departing

Dolores o Riordan

Dolores O Riordan voice of an Angel coming through to lullabye the Seraphim and Cherubim rip 15.01.18 09.05Dolores O Riordan voice of an Angel coming through to lullabye the Seraphim and Cherubim rip 15.01.18 09.05Dolores O Riordan voice of an Angel coming through to lullabye the Seraphim and Cherubim rip 15.01.18 09.05

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The raping of the shrew

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Knowing is never enough

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Suicide Showman

selene

Shush hear my silent suffocating

SCREAM

No you can’t hear me so

Roll up roll up

Listen 

Why am I here

What’s the point

Nothing is relevant

Its all too much to take

My life is meaningless

Can’t take it anymore

Can’t handle the future

Too far for me to imagine my life there

The thoughts the pressure the panic

This pain is killing me inside

Yes I’ll  end it all.

So that’s it 

fuck it

SUICIDE 

Come on everybody have a look 

See how I dont give a shit about him her them you me

Lying hanging floating missing aren’t I great

What I can do to show so much hate

The selfish suicide own life takers 

Who cares whose left behind

as long as it’s not me

Here everyone

my legacy

My parents my children brothers sisters friends society

feel my pain feel it passed to thee

It’s  a gift

I don’t give a shit

I think of no one not their feelings their present their future

I’m my hero so selfish so self involved

I care for no one only me me me

I’m my ouroboros

I sin without and within

The selfish suicide showman

HOLD ON HOLD ON HOLD

Wait I’ve created my own fate

My silent suffocating scream

let out

Shit it’s too late

 

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birds and bodies on diobond and muslin

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birds and bodies on diobond and muslin
birds and bodies on diobond and muslin

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Dead honest

Dead honest

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Anti-Climax fucked up man

ART CORK IRELAND

The sounding and seeing entity playing to the deafart hanging man

Where the under is over and the on is off
Close your mind down
hear the stringless guitar playing man
he pisses in his coke bottle
now he HANGS silently
How can a belly so full of worldly angst take the silent tune and hear the unheard of.
How did others implant this ennui onto one who can’t spit it out onto their faces?
INTO their empty,  so called educated,  fatuous and  self-serving faces
But turns it inwards and onto nature
EXECUTED they weep empty tears
oh how sad schadenfreude
they cried

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how sad inside

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Nature only has to sit back and wait.

 

We don’t need much help with our incestuous hate

 

Contrary to the adage ‘knowledge economy’ we become:

Distant

Incongruent

Uncalibrated

Disjointed

Destroyed

The complexity of the want and Fuck u mind is the only economy birthed from this new notion of knowledge acquisition= economy

Dumb wits

Save the world they are killing it.

Nature watches the self cannibalisation

Disequilibrium based on disconnection from self

Alienation employs what it knows best: terror, we rust inside

Kill yourselves oh how sad!

Schadenfreude

Hold my hand

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What’s her algorithm can they code her heat can they get clean css Python Ruby to know

war with numbers

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not everything makes sense-if it did we’d go insane

not everything makes sense-if it did we'd go insane

not everything makes sense-if it did we’d go insane

not everything makes sense-if it did we'd go insane

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When death isn’t an option la petite Mort

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when death isn’t an option la petite mort

when death isn't an option la petite more

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Róisín Amen

Róisín Amen

la petite mort

Róisín Amen

Un hommage à elle

 

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Roisín Amen2 Un hommage à elle

Roisín Amen2

Un hommage à elle

LA petite Mort Aishling

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throat slitting phlebotomist

throat slitting phlebotomistA daughter of Tartarus and Ge (Apollod. ii. 1. § 2), or of Chrysaor and Callirrhoë (Hesiod. Theog. 295), and according to others again, of Peiras and Styx. (Paus. viii. 18. § 1.) Echidna was a monster, half maiden and half serpent, with black eyes, fearful and bloodthirsty. She was the destruction of man, and became by Typhon the mother of the Chimaera, of the many-headed dog Orthus, of the hundred-headed dragon who guarded the apples of the Hesperides, of the Colchian dragon, of the Sphinx, Cerberus, Scylla,Gorgon, the Lernaean Hydra, of the eagle which consumed the liver of Prometheus, and of the Nemean lion. (Hes. Theog. 307, &c.; Apollod. ii. 3. § 1, 5. §§ 10, 11, iii. 5. § 8; Hygin. Fab. Praef. p. 3, and Fab.151.) She was killed in her sleep by Argus Panoptes. (Apollod. ii. 1. § 2.) According to Hesiod she lived with Typhon in a cave in the country of the Arimi.

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flora fauna rapist

flora fauna rapistThe goddess [Flora] replied to my questions, as she talks, her lips breathe spring roses: ‘I was Chloris, whom am now called Flora. Latin speech corrupted a Greek letter of my name. I was Chloris, Nympha of the happy fields [Elysion], the homes of the blessed (you hear) in earlier times. To describe my beauty would mar my modesty: it found my mother a son-in law god. It was spring, I wandered; Zephyrus (the West Wind) saw me, I left. He pursues, I run: he was the stronger; and Boreas gave his brother full rights of rape by robbing Erechtheus’ house of its prize [Oreithyia]. But he makes good the rape by naming me his bride, and I have no complaints about my marriage.
‘I enjoy perpetual spring: the year always shines, trees are leafing, the soild always fodders. I have a fruitful garden in my dowered fields, fanned by breezes, fed by limpid fountains. My husband filled it with well-bred flowers, saying: “Have jurisdiction of the flower, goddess.” I often wanted to number the colours displayed, but could not: their abundance defied measure.
‘As soon as the dewy frost is cast from the leaves and sunbeams warm the dappled blossom, the Horae (Seasons) assemble, hitch up their coloured dresses and collect these gifts of mine in light tubs. Suddenly the Charites (Graces) burst in, and weave chaplets and crowns to entwine the hair of gods. I first scattered new seed across countless nations; earth was formerly a single colour. I first made a flower from Therapnean blood [Hyakinthos the hyacinth], and its petal still inscribes the lament. You, too, narcissus, have a name in tended gardens, unhappy in your undivided self. Why mention Crocus, Attis or Cinyras’ son, from whose wounds I made a tribute soar?’”

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THE HARPYIAI (or Harpies) were the spirits of sudden, sharp gusts of wind. They were known as the hounds of Zeus and were despatched by the god to snatch away (harpazô) people and things from the earth. Sudden, mysterious dissappearances were often attributed to the Harpyiai.

The Harpies were once sent by Zeus to plague King Phineus of Thrake as punishment for revealing the secrets of the gods. Whenever a plate of food was set before him, the Harpies would swoop down and snatch it away, befouling any scraps left behind. When the Argonauts came to visit, the winged Boreades gave chase, and pursued the Harpies to the Strophades Islands, where the goddess Iris commanded them to turn back and leave the storm-spirits unharmed.

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orifices

orificesGreek myth and legend is filled with a wide variety of monsters and creatures ranging from Dragons, Giants, Demons and Ghosts, to multiformed creatures such as the Sphinx, Minotaur, Centaurs, Manticores and Griffins.There were also many fabulous animals such as the Nemean Lion, golden-fleeced Ram and winged horse Pegasus, not to mention the creatures of legend such as the Phoenix, Unicorns (Monocerata) . Even amongst the tribes of man, myth spoke of strange peoples inhabiting the far reaches of the earth such as the hopping Umbrella-Foots, the one-eyed Arimaspians, the Dog-Headed men, and the puny Pygmies.Greek myth and legend is filled with a wide variety of monsters and creatures ranging from Dragons, Giants, Demons and Ghosts, to multiformed creatures such as the Sphinx, Minotaur, Centaurs, Manticores and Griffins.

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 memoriesMELINOE was a frightful underworld Goddess who presided over the propitiations offered to the ghosts of the dead. She wandered the earth at night with a retinue of ghosts, striking fear into the hearts of mankind. Her limbs were black one one side of her body and white on the other, revealing her dual chthonian and heavenly aspects.

The word meilia, which forms the first part of her name, was often used to describe propitiatory offerings made to the ghosts of the dead. Melinoe was probably an Orphic title for the goddess Hekate, who was sometimes named as a daughter of Zeus and Persephone.

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BIRTH

BIRTH

Hephaistos splits open the skull of Zeus with a mallet, releasing the goddess Athene from his head. The king of the gods is shown seated on a swan-backed chair, holding a lightning bolt in his hand. A miniature Athene springs from his head, already equipped with a shield. Hephaistos waves one hand, in imitation of an Eileithyia (birth goddess) bringing forth a child. In the other hand he holds a two-headed mallet or axe.

“Now Zeus, king of the gods, made Metis (Wise Counsel) his wife first, and she was wisest among gods and mortal men. But when she was about to bring forth the goddess bright-eyed Athene, Zeus craftily deceived her with cunning words and put her in his own belly, as Gaia (Earth) and starry Ouranos (Heaven) advised. For they advised him so, to the end that no other should hold royal sway over the eternal gods in place of Zeus; for very wise children were destined to be born of her, first the maiden bright-eyed Tritogeneia, equal to her father in strength and in wise understanding; but afterwards she was to bear a son of overbearing spirit, king of gods and men. But Zeus put her into his own belly first, that the goddess might devise for him both good and evil.”

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TYKHE was the goddess or spirit of fortune, chance, providence and fate. She was usually honoured in a more favourable light as Eutykhia, goddess of good fortune, luck, success and prosperity.

Tykhe was represented with different attributes. Holding a rudder, she was conceived as the divinity guiding and conducting the affairs of the world, and in this respect she was called one of the Moirai (Fates); with a ball she represented the varying unsteadiness of fortune–unsteady and capable of rolling in any direction; with Ploutos or the horn of Amalthea, she was the symbol of the plentiful gifts of fortune.

Nemesis (Fair Distribution) was cautiously regarded as the downside of Tykhe, one who provided a check on extravagant favours conferred by fortune. The pair were often depicted as companions in Greek vase painting. In the vase (right) Nemesis (Indignation) with her arm around Tykhe (Fortune) points an accusing fingure at Helene, who Aphrodite has persuaded to elope with Paris.

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THE WEDDING OF PELEUS & THETIS

“His Nereis bride he won from her high seat, and saw, round him enthroned, the gods of sky and sea proffer their gifts, foretelling the kingdom he and his race should rule.” – Pindar, Nemean Ode 4KNEEL

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porphyrion

PORPHYRION was the King of the Gigantes who was struck down by Herakles and Zeus with arrows and lighning bolt when he attempted to rape the goddessHera during the Giant War.

He is probably the same as Eurymedon, who is named King of the Gigantes by Homer.

There are several possible etymologies for his name. It might derive from the word porphyreôs, “the surging,” referring to both the surges of the battlefield and of the sea. Another similar word porphyrô means “gleaming darkly.” The comedian Aristophanes in his play the Birds connects Porphyrion and his brother Alkyoneus with two birds, the purple-coot (Greek porphyriôn) and the halcyon (alkyôn).

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TALOS was a giant, bronze automoton or living statue forged by the divine smith Hephaistos. Zeus presented him to his lover Europa, as her personal protector, after delivering her to the island of Krete (Crete). Others imagined him as a bronze bull or the last of the bronze race of men.

Talos was given the task of patrolling the island, circling it three times in a day, and driving pirates from the shore with volleys of rocks or a fiery death-embrace. He was eventually destroyed by Poeas or the Dioskouroi twins with the aid of the magic of the witch Medea, when he tried to prevent the Argonauts from the landing on the island.

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1-IMG_2182“Khrysos (Gold) is a child of Zeus; neither moth nor rust devoureth it; but the mind of man is devoured by this supreme possession.”

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