#Pan Arcadia
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scopophilic1997 · 9 months ago
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scopOphilic_micromessaging_890 - scopOphilic1997 presents a new micro-messaging series: small, subtle, and often unintentional messages we send and receive verbally and non-verbally.
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le-souriant · 2 years ago
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@osornios
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my-life-my-stories-my-love · 7 months ago
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So when I turned 18 I was watching a show and just stopped and realized shit I am either the same age or older than most protagonists. Like what do I do with that. And it’s only going to get worse the more I age. This is the weirdest way to think about aging like yeah my fav character is 16 in this made up story and I used to be the same age as them and then suddenly I was 2 years older. It’s just weird to think about how they helped me get through that age and now I’ve moved on and they’re just chilling eternally young (like Peter Pan but unaware)
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illustratus · 8 months ago
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Pastoral by Rupert Bunny
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panarcadia · 2 months ago
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Which one do you like best? Gallery of wild fauns ...
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@angelo-rib-shack @fandomsmeantheworldtome @isiaiowin @amagnificentobsession @fishyfiles @god-in-the-basement @andagon
Please spread the survey around a bit ....
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panestates · 2 months ago
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sure it could be chloe being silly but it is interesting that nathan is nathan iii yet his three most immediate prescott ancestors are all not named nathan. hes living for a legacy that doesnt even exist anymore
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whatsagoodusername · 21 hours ago
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It's Hermes turn now
(oh and by the way I'm going into more depth on Hermes than Ganymede because well nobody ever made legends about Ganymede)
Hermes you know him, you love,him. The god of trickery, sherparding, lairs, thieves, roads, boundaries, travelers, trade, and merchants. Born in Arcadia (The same place as Pan. THIS IS IMPORTANT) and is often recognized as the 2nd youngest god with Dionysus being the youngest since he took Hestia's spot. When he was 1 day old he was tired of his mother and him living in a cave and not being respected so he just walks out. Bro really just said fuck it I'm out. So with this new found freedom what does this god do you may be asking? Well duh he turns a tortoise into a lyre. DUH. Then he get's just a little hungry and eat like a BUNCH of Apollo's cows and sacrifices the meat to the gods. Apollo is then rightfully mad and brings the still one day old Hermes to Olympus in front of Zeus ( I don't think I've mentioned this but Zeus is in fact Hermes' dad ) And Apollo's basically saying "BUT DAD! This killed me COWS!" And Zeus is like, "Ok... and? Nobody gives a shit about your Cows" So Zeus tells Apollo to bring him back to Arcadia and Apollo's like 'Ok whatever'. And on the way there Hermes plays a song on his lyre and Apollo's like "Woah. Dude you're great at that" So Hermes gives Apollo the lyre and Apollo gives Hermes his caduceus. You know that one staff with snakes on it that represents peace and stuff.
Ok so earlier I mentioned that Pan would be important to Hermes right? So yeah I did in fact say that...so why is this god of nature so important to Hermes anyway? Well you see Pan is actually a very old god, considered even older than the Olympians themselves. So I'll cut this down a lot and talk like a brain rot gen z. Ok so basically Pan wasn't very marketable, I mean duh he kind of just was a goat, who the fuck simps for THAT!? Any way along they way they split him into to different gods, new Pan which was the one most of you guys know and Hermes who took all that good stuff from Pan and because widely popular in Greece. So yeah cool history fact for you there.
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raurquiz · 1 month ago
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#happybirthday #felizcumpleanos @realGDT #guillermodeltoro #director #theshapeofwater #hellboy #TheGoldenArmy #panslabyrinth #crimsonpeak #thebookoflife #pacificrim #blade2 #mimic #dontbeafraidtothedark #cronos #TheStrain #Trollhunters #TalesofArcadia #wizards #NightmareAlley
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queen-chaos5 · 1 year ago
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Cupil Pan??? I'm so proud of Cupil for coming out to us such an icon <333
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prismarts · 7 months ago
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Illy:...Douxie?..
Douxie: Hello, Illy...
Illy:....You changed...
Douxie: Not really, not ever.
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arcadialedger · 2 years ago
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Give us the film adaptation of ‘Peter and the Starcatchers’ we’ve been wanting since we were children you cowards.
Not this “Peter and Wendy” nonsense
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atlantic-riona · 2 years ago
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actually I'm very curious to know what lines and/or live rent free in everybody else's head
#mine are the entirety of Puck's monologue from A Midsummer Night's Dream#''I rather think he knew anyway'' from Bartimaeus#the whole scene from Bartimaeus where Kitty has just asked him about Ptolemy#and it ends with him going ''What do you presume to know about me''#''hound I am fallen'' from the Tain#''the wine dark sea'' from the Odyssey#''timshel'' from east of eden#the ending scene of arcadia where they're dancing by candlelight and the audience knows that the girl will die in a housefire that night#the entirety of the fate/stay night ubw abridged series but in particular the first and second episodes#''bite me bite me''#''I'm just doing a bit I speak modern English just fine''#''you know what this is? we're sailing a friendship. the ss get-along''#also many lines from Peter Pan#''to die will be an awfully big adventure''#''but he was looking in through the window at the one joy which he could never share''#to name a few#superman's world of cardboard speech in jlu#the argument between batman and lord batman in jlu#''mom and dad. they'd be *so* proud''#lots of folk songs#''true love has no season no rhyme nor no reason/justice is cold as the granger county clay''#''how do you like his face he said how do you like his chin/how do you like that dead body now there's no life within#it's more I love his cheeks she said it's mor I like his chin/it's more I love that dead body than all of your kith and kin''#''they came in the night when the men were asleep/that band of Argyles through snow soft and deep/#like murdering foxes among helpless sheep/they slaughtered the house o' MacDonald''#more poetry#''she walks in beauty like the night/of cloudless climes and starry skies/#and all that’s best of dark and bright/meet in her aspect and her eyes''#and the first half of the lady of shalott poem#okay I'll stop now 😂😂😅
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panarcadia · 2 months ago
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@angelo-chuck-wagon Centaur and Satyr
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Illustration from Judge Magazine by Sidney Delevante (Sept. 1925)
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panarcadia · 1 month ago
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Hibernation
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@angelo-chuck-wagon @docdust @lady-lord-cornbury
Any one up to hibernate with me?
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ochoislas · 1 month ago
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A salvo ya, sentado vio a la sombra al rudo dios de Arcadia que allí para. Toda la faz de yezgo y mora tinta, con jaspeada piel adorna el lomo; de yedra fresca el recortado gajo una sombrosa traba echa a sus cuernos, y tiene, entrelazando fabo y yedra, la brava crin de fronda embarazada.
En tanto sus traviesas, lindas cabras en paz con los corderos se encaraman y por las playas del vecino río van segando la verde cabellera, las cañas él, que fueran huesos vivos de la que lo inflamó con su mirada, de su amoroso aliento les inspira voz con el son, y con el aire, alma.
Siete horadados cálamos chillones armados por su mano en blanda cera sutil escala de ingeniosas voces, en serie desigual dispuestos, forman, con que el silencio de las mudas selvas aprende a intercambiar réplicas suaves, y a cuyos tonos dulces y quejosos discanta aguda la encovada ninfa.
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Vede, uscita dal rischio, a l’ombra assiso d’Arcadia il rozo dio ch’ivi soggiorna. Tutto d’ebuli e mori ha tinto il viso e di pelle tigrina il fianco adorna; fa d’edra fresca un ramoscel reciso ombroso impaccio a l’onorate corna, e tien, con l’edra incatenando il faggio, impedito di fronde il crin selvaggio.
Mentre le capre sue vaghe e lascive pendon da l’erta con gli amici agnelli, e del fiume vicin lungo le rive tondono i verdi e teneri capelli, egli a le canne, che fur ossa vive di lei che gli arse il cor con gli occhi belli, inspira da lo spirto innamorato voce col suono et anima col fiato.
Sette forate e stridule cicute con molle cera di sua man composte bella varietà di voci argute formano in disegual serie disposte, onde il silenzio de le selve mute impara ad alternar dolci risposte, et a le note querule e canore fa la ninfa degli antri aspro tenore.
Giovan Battista Marino
di-versión©ochoislas
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rasmasandra · 6 months ago
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Pan and the Dancing Nymphs
As I came into the forest clearing – I heard the song of Pan as I always have. His nymphs danced between falling leaves, I hear the beat of his dancing hooves deep within my soul. The ancient scent of Arcadia calling to me, pleading I relinquish the chains of captivity,  whispering to me within pearlescent dreams, of the virgin wilderness. The wind whispered soft and low, while ancient…
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