#galaktic

[mr-moonfucker]

rad new unsername 🔥🔥

thankuuuu,,

[saerolmo]

Yes. He is. Characters: Quasar, Theater, Galaktion

[crossandfaded]

whats some god classic dubstep

here are some mixes and albums to get you started. i especially recommend checking out the labels Tempa, Deep Medi, Hyperdub, Tectonic, and Sentry. Digital Mystikz also had their own imprint DMZ for a while.

[andijaart]

+++🙏🏻God Bless🕊️+++

Martyrs Galaktion and Epistemia of Emesa (Phoenician)

MEMORIAL DAY NOVEMBER 18

Your martyrs, O Lord, have received incorruptible crowns from You, our God, by their heroic deeds; for they, having Your power, overthrew the tormentors, crushed the demons of feeble insolence. Through their prayers, O Christ God, save our souls.

💫International Orthodox Art Corporation Andcross May the blessing of the Lord be upon you!

[i-merani]

I am not okay <3

Thinking about Baratashvili again

[orthodoxydaily]

SAints&Reading: Saturday, November 18, 2023

november 5_november 18

THE HOLY MARTYRS GALAKTION AND EPISTIMIA (253)

There was a rich and distinguished couple named Kletophon and Leukippe, who lived in the Syrian city of Emesa, and for a long time they were childless. They gave much gold to the pagan priests, but still they remained childless.

The city of Emesa was governed by a Syrian named Secundus, put there by the Roman Caesars. He was a merciless and zealous persecutor of Christians, and to intimidate them he ordered that the instruments of torture be displayed on the streets. The slightest suspicion of belonging to “the sect of the Galilean” (as thus Christians were called by the pagans), was enough to get a man arrested and handed over for torture. In spite of this, many Christians voluntarily surrendered themselves into the hands of the executioners, in their desire to suffer for Christ.

A certain old man by the name of Onuphrius concealed his monastic and priestly dignity beneath his beggar’s rags. He walked from house to house in Emesa, begging alms. At the same time, whenever he saw the possibility of turning people away from the pagan error, he preached about Christ.

Once, he came to the magnificent house of Leukippe. Accepting alms from her, he sensed that the woman was in sorrow, and he asked what was the cause of this sadness. She told the Elder about her familial misfortune. In consoling her, Onuphrius began to tell her about the one true God, about His omnipotence and mercy, and how He always grants the prayer of those turning to Him with faith. Hope filled the soul of Leukippe. She believed and accepted Holy Baptism. Soon after this it was revealed to her in a dream that she would give birth to a son, who would be a true follower of Christ. At first, Leukippe concealed her delight from her husband, but after the infant was born, she revealed the secret to her husband and also persuaded him to be baptized.

They named the baby Galaction and his parents raised him in the Christian Faith and provided him a fine education. He could make an illustrious career for himself, but Galaction sought rather an unsullied monastic life in solitude and prayer.

When Galaction turned twenty-four, his father resolved to marry him off and they found him a bride, a beautiful and illustrious girl by the name of Episteme. The son did not oppose the will of his father, but by the will of God, the wedding was postponed for a time. Visiting his betrothed, Galaction gradually revealed his faith to her. Eventually, he converted her to Christ and he secretly baptized her himself.

Besides Episteme he baptized also one of her servants, Eutolmius. The newly-illumined decided on the initiative of Galaction, to devote themselves to the monastic life. Leaving the city, they hid themselves away on Mount Publion, where there were two monasteries, one for men and the other for women. The new monastics had to take with them all the necessities for physical toil, since the inhabitants of both monasteries were both old and infirm.

For several years the monastics struggled in work, fasting and prayer. Once, Episteme had a vision in her sleep: she and Galaction stood in a wondrous palace before a radiant King, and the King bestowed golden crowns on them. This was a prefiguring of their impending martyrdom.

The pagans became aware of the existence of the monasteries, and a military detachment was sent to apprehend their inhabitants. But the monks and the nuns succeeded in hiding themselves in the hills. Galaction, however, had no desire to flee and so he remained in his cell, reading Holy Scripture. When Episteme saw that the soldiers were leading Galaction away in chains, she began to implore the Abbess to permit her to go also, since she wanted to accept torture for Christ together with her fiancé and teacher. The Abbess tearfully blessed Episteme to do so.

The saints endured terrible torments, while supplicating and glorifying Christ. Their hands and legs were cut off, their tongues were cut out, and then they were beheaded.

Eutolmius, the former servant of Episteme, and who had become her brother in Christ and fellow ascetic in monastic struggles, secretly buried the bodies of the holy martyrs. He later wrote an account of their virtuous life and their glorious martyrdom, for his contemporaries and for posterity.

HIEROMARTYR SILVANUS, BISHOP OF GAZA (circa 311)

Saint Silvanus came from the vicinity of the city of Gaza, and was a soldier. Desiring to serve the heavenly King, he became a priest, and was consecrated Bishop of Gaza. Saint Silvanus converted many pagans to Christ. During the persecution against Christians under the emperor Diocletian he was taken for trial to the city of Caesarea. He underwent torture and bravely endured it, and was then sentenced to harsh labor in the copper mines.

The holy bishop was exhausted by this work, but remained cheerful of spirit. He incessantly preached Christ to all those around him. This angered the pagans, who beheaded him.

Forty holy martyrs, who believed in Christ after hearing the words of the bishop, were also martyred with him. Their death followed in the year 311.

Source: orthodox Church in America_OCA

2 CORINTHIANS 11:1-6

1 Oh, that you would bear with me in a little folly-and indeed you do bear with me. 2 For I am jealous for you with godly jealousy. For I have betrothed you to one husband, that I may present you as a chaste virgin to Christ. 3 But I fear, lest somehow, as the serpent deceived Eve by his craftiness, so your minds may be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ. 4 For if he who comes preaches another Jesus whom we have not preached, or if you receive a different spirit which you have not received, or a different gospel which you have not accepted-you may well put up with it! 5 For I consider that I am not at all inferior to the most eminent apostles. 6 Even though I am untrained in speech, yet I am not in knowledge. But we have been thoroughly manifested among you in all things.

LUKE 9:1-6

1 Then He called His twelve disciples together and gave them power and authority over all demons, and to cure diseases. 2 He sent them to preach the kingdom of God and to heal the sick. 3 And He said to them, "Take nothing for the journey, neither staffs nor bag nor bread nor money; and do not have two tunics apiece. 4 Whatever house you enter, stay there, and from there depart. 5 And whoever will not receive you, when you go out of that city, shake off the very dust from your feet as a testimony against them. 6 So they departed and went through the towns, preaching the gospel and healing everywhere.

[apexart-journal]

Jevijoe in Tbilisi, Day 15

Today I explored the Dry Bridge Flea Market!

I was completely baffled by the post-Soviet era since this certain history was never discussed when I was growing up in the Philippines or when I migrated to the United States. After the collapse of the USSR, it is fascinating how a lot of productions with labor-intensive craftsmanship, from metalwork and woodwork to weaving (such as carpets), have been reduced in almost no monetary value and now have created a new demand for tourists and collectors for their novelty. I was really intrigued by post-Soviet passports, coins, and medals. I wanted to buy something, but the flea market sellers only wanted cash, so I planned to buy it next time.

Then I walked to Deda Ena Park to see paintings. I love paintings and respect painters regardless of their styles since they still value the "handmade" and put time and effort into the work. How I wish I could buy some paintings!

In the afternoon, I went to the Galaktion Tabidze Memorial House. I thought I was lost since I took my lunch at a nearby Shawarma restaurant. I asked the chef if he knew the place, and he pointed in a different direction, but actually the museum was only beside the restaurant.

I had a great time at the museum, which used to be the apartment of Galaktion Tabidze, who is considered to be the King of Poets in Georgia. He is also an artist who draws some interesting characters and caricatures. I could easily relate when he sketched and mentioned two figures he idolized at that time: Edgar Allan Poe and Arthur Rimbaud, two radical poets ahead of their time.

At 5 p.m., I had an online meeting with Pare, an artist from Thailand who is having a residency in New York right now. We just talked about shared experiences on how it feels to be in a place that you have not been and just feeling the vibe of the surroundings and the people. We also talked about how we are grateful for the unique program of apexart residency, especially having apartments that are accessible to different places and not having to worry much about traveling from one place to another.

[pathos-logical]

[ID: The Google result for the etymology of the word "galaxy," whose origin is defined as "late Middle English (originally referring to the Milky Way): via Old French from medieval Latin galaxia, from Greek galaxias (kuklos) ‘milky (vault)’, from gala, galakt- ‘milk’." End ID]

We have GOT to pick a better name for our galaxy than the Milky Way, if aliens ever come from the Andromeda Galaxy they're gonna think it's a horny thing

[demoura]

DIA 14 DE JULHO DE 2023 : DEPOIS DE VER A EXPOSIÇÃO “ VOL 1:CORPOS ENCENADOS” DE NOÉ SENDAS ASSISTI A DOIS ESPECTÁCULOS —“MINUIT” O SOFISTICADO CIRCO EXISTENCIAL DE YOANN BOURGEOIS E A ACROBACIA DE OPTRAKEN DOS GALAKTIC . DE PERMEIO JANTEI UMA BIFANA ..: nesta luta de preencher os dias sem a Zaza ,ontem foi tempo de dupla no Festival . Comecei por ver na galeria do teatro a exposição de Noé Sendas . Na imagem que desenvolveu para o cartaz do 40.º Festival de Almada, e na série, “ Vol 1 : Corpos encenados “ Sendas ( Bruxelas 1970) parte de um conjunto de imagens de fotógrafos dos anos 30, 40 e 50, Cada imagem é uma construção através de um meticuloso trabalho de apagamentos, desmoronamentos, desconstruções que acabam por propor a ruína da própria imagem. Cada personagem é simultaneamente um corpo, mas também um espaço — um corpo de um ator/atriz e o corpo-espaço que o/a acolhe para através dele fazer a sua performance. Muito interessante. Ás 19 horas no TMJB assisti a MINUIT . Yoann Bourgeois é um artista que inventa universos estranhos onde tudo pode mudar. Acrobata, malabarista, dançarino, foi intérprete de Maguy Marin antes de fundar a sua companhia. Ele é co-diretor do NCC de Grenoble desde 2015.. «circo existencial», os seus shows envolvem forças físicas que enfraquecem o homem . Para ele, a gravidade é uma fonte inesgot��vel de drama, uma metáfora para a instabilidade da arte. De acordo com Yoann Bourgeois, o ponto de suspensão «designa o momento preciso - o momento - em que o objeto lançado no ar atinge o ponto mais alto da parábola, pouco antes da queda». “MINUIT , Tentatives d'approches d'un point de suspension “ é um espetáculo sofisticado composto por uma sucessão de performances com Marie Fonte, a harpista Laure Brisa, Jean-Baptiste André e Jörg Müller, Deixando os corpos flutuarem numa sensação de ausência de peso, Yoann Bourgeois leva-nos ao seu mundo ilusório, à sua estética de risco onde a queda se torna um salto. Fascinante . Depois jantei uma popular bifana numa esplanada da Av . Prof. Egas Moniz ( a de Almada ) . Finalmente às 22 horas no Palco Grande encerrei o dia com OPTRAKEN do grupo francês de acrobatas . Um espectáculo sobre a resiliência tratada com comicidade .Muito bom mas para mim inferior a MINUIT .

[leam1983]

Stereotypes

Walt's gay, Sarah's straight and I'm bi. You'd think we'd get less clichés thrown our way as a result, but his being a sartorialist and a fair bit of an aesthete meshes a bit too well with my studies. Sarah's far more practical, visuals-wise, but she's also a fair bit of a theorist, thanks to her own research and her History degree. As for me, well, I'm a failed Lit Geek who got weaned on Peter Gabriel's RealWorld label, so Ye Olde Discman CD Pile used to be stuffed to the gills with bands that weren't exactly mainstream.

So, fast-forward to yesterday night, our Gay friends stop over for a quick digestif before tucking in for the night, and we're all lounging around in living room, with Jan Garbarek's Rites playing on the speakers. Again, consider that said Gay friends are maybe slightly older than I am, but that they've more or less been living and breathing certain US Pop acts for the past several years. You know the ones: Meghan Trainor, Taylor Swift, Katy Perry et al. If they were closer to Walt's demographic, they'd probably skew closer to Annie Lennox or Bonnie Tyler. Long story short, Garbarek's Rites is not their usual fare.

Ask most Gays in the Quarter to think of Soft Jazz, and most of them think about Kenny G, not anything that's even remotely close to ECM as a label. Most people I know think about Softcore when they imagine Alto saxophone soundtracks, and Garbarek more or less flies in the face of that assertion, all the while saying "Sucks to be you, I'm off to wrench the heartstrings of better-prepared listeners by pairing the dulcet tones of my instrument with a Georgian national orchestra and a celebrated poet from Tbilissi or a British Gregorian choir!"

Another tidbit that's needed for comprehension is the fact that we have a few highbrow radio emcees, locally - including one that's known for displays of emphatic bewilderment whenever she has someone on who hasn't heard of some obscure band from some verdant European crevice with a single CD under their belt who'd probably burst into flames if they ever made it to Billboard's charts. Full-on Hipster Mode, simply put. La totale, as we say in French.

Take all that, and imagine Sarah, Walt and myself demanding three and a half minutes of near-religious silence while we close our eyes and barely repress our tears at Galaktion Tabidze's reading of his own poem, The Moon Over Mtatsminda, while some poor hapless couple is stuck wondering where the fun stuff is in our playlists. Keep in mind, none of us here speak Georgian, the reading of that poem over Garbarek's arrangement is just so fucking excellent that it transcends linguistic barriers and rips tears out of you defacto.

Cue their mentioning that, and Walt breaking the emotional tension with half a guffaw and half a scoff. "You guys haven't heard of Georgia's own Gilles Vigneault?! My God, where the fuck have you been for the past twenty years?!"

I had to fight not to laugh; Peter's buck probably starts and stops at Rufus Wainwright, when it comes to Canadian auteurs... No disrespect to Wainwright, Walt and I just tend to think he's still at the stage where he exists as a more digestible, younger and less humble take on Leonard Cohen.

Yes, we're pretentious assholes on occasion. Do we care? Not one bit.

[saerolmo]

Yeah. Umbra as usually.

Poor Galaktion (comet) RUS VERSION

[procrazedfan]

This is for "The War for Deth's Kingdom"

Don't Pray for Me - Within Temptation (apt considering what is gonna go down, there is going to be more themes of forgiveness, redemption and sacrifice.)

"I cannot breathe for you

You're trying over and over, denying what I feel

And every time you bow down your head to pray

Don't pray for me, don't pray for me"

25. The Ocean Galaktic - Brendon Small ( Very fitting for a queen who feels fated to watch her king slip away while the world is ending. What would you do, if you knew the person you loved most had to die to save the planet? )

Some hearts will grow cold Yeah Some of them outshine them all Yeah Show love through it all Yeah Breathe through my soul

50. New Land -Avatar- (Its less about him and more about his mission, shelter his half siblings and build a new world after the conflict is over)

"You won't be alone Remember you all got a challenge Crack through the stone The silverest time will all be alright!

Fly beyond the oceans is tried to find a place Home is somewhere out there Somewhere you'll be safe Sleep, my child, and dream of the new land" 100. Dead Souls - NIN (It happens in Seeds, not Kingdom. Very loosely defined but OC was losing his mind with a combination of psychological issues and this growing power that was further messing with his body and mind. They just happened to meet, by beating the ever loving shit out of her stalker that will one day be a dead person.) "Someone take these dreams away That point me to another day A dual personality A strange untrue reality"

39. SwampedXX - Lacuna Coil (What it boils down to is that Chastity puts her foot down. Destiny, and deals with Gods be damned, she is making the choice to keep the person she loves with her.) "Destiny can't replace my life Scary shadows of my past are alive (are alive) Destiny who cares as it turns around (destiny who cares as it turns around) And I know that it descends with a smile" "It's just another day The shame is gone It's hard to believe That I've let it go away"

Using Spotify Wrapped

Your #1 song represents the overall vibe of your next story or scenario. Your #25 song represents your next OC's (or main character's) Lover. Your #50 song represents your OC or the main character. Your #100 song represents how they met.

BONUS: Your #39 song represents the turning point in their relationship or the story.

What are the song titles?

(If you don't want to make new OCs or plots, what OCs are all of the song titles for?)

[positivecreations]

Yesterday I had a fun skate session at the Big O with a couple of artist friends visiting from Hamilton @scottanddestroy n @burnttoastcreative . We also spray painted the pipe a lil bit so I dropped a #Galaktic dude and then skated over it. The perfect summer day of sun, skating, art and friends!! #positivecreations #skateboarding #thebigo #bigopipe #spraypainting #olympicstaduim #montrealsummer #skateandcreate #thankyouskateboarding (at Olympic Stadium (Montreal)) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEW0oXpH521/?igshid=pdoa9rpbmxpy

[sailorsally]

A poem is a landslide which carries me away and buries me alive

Galaktion Tabidze

[i-merani]

Me when I find the most miserable writer/poet with the most excruciating and painful inner life

[notasapleasure]

Lion-like

Dazzling, coloured lion-like Was October, on the ninth.

Eyes could count well in a while Many a sun with nine eyes...

You, nine oaks, nine welling springs, Are all touched by summer's heat!

Rustaveli - course of time, Spelled as well with letters nine...

And the passion, flown in floods, Truly were those nine my loves.

When I met you, was the ninth, Of that October, lion-like.

-- Galaktion Tabidze, translated by Innes Merabishvili

ელვარე და ლომფერი იყო ცხრა ოქტომბერი,

მაგრამ თვალმა დათვალა, მზე ბევრი და ცხრათვალა...

ოჰ, მზით გადანაცხარო, ცხრამუხა და ცხრაწყარო!..

რუსთაველი - ხანია, ისიც ცხრა ანბანია...

ვნება იყო ღვარული ჩემი ცხრა სიყვარული.

ოდეს გნახე, ლომფერი იყო ცხრა ოქტომბერი.