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Achilles, Beowulf, Cúchulainn etc – Your favourite mythical figures and exploits

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Edmond Dantès

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The adventures and misadventures of such figures of myth have fascinated us throughout the Ages and continue to do so.


The three titular figures detailed

Achilles: The primary hero of the Iliad. His father was Peleus of the Myrmidones in Thessaly. His mother, Thetis, was of divine origin who had been raised by Hera. In his youth, Achilles was tutored by Phoenix and the great Centaur Chiron. Thetis attempted to make her son immortal by dipping him into the river Styx, but as she held the child by his right heel, that part of his body remained vulnerable. Thetis realised early on that Achilles would either live a long and uneventful life or die young as a glorious hero. His heroic qualities were evident even in his childhood and after an escapade in Scyros, he finally joined the Great War.

Achilles, fiery by nature, quickly distinguished himself as warrior and became a crucial element of the Greek forces before the walls of Troy. His importance to the campaign became evident when Agamemnon made the mistake of wrongly taking possession of Achilles’ mistress, Briseis, a woman won in a peripheral battle in the Trojan territories. Insulted and humiliated, Achilles withdrew to his tent and refused to continue fighting. Without their greatest warrior the Greeks faltered and were forced to beg the sulking hero to return to battle. Achilles refused, but allowed his dearest friend, Patraklos, to lead the Myrmidones into battle. Partaklos was duly killed and Achilles reentered the fray, driven by a combination of rage and deep sorrow and newly armed by the smith god Hephaistos. He put the Trojans to rout and killed their greatest hero Hector, desecrating his body by dragging it three times around the walls of Troy. Following an exchange between himself and the Trojan King Priam, Achilles is finally slain by an arrow shot by Paris - assisted by the deity Apollo – which pierced his vulnerable right heel. Achilles, the embodiment of invincibility toppled by a single weakness.

Beowulf: The hero of the Anglo-Saxon epic poem named for him, represents a combination of the Christian values of the monks who compiled the epic and the older Germanic mythology from which the story springs.

The young Beowulf, with several Geat followers arrives in Denmark to support King Hrothgar in his struggle against the monster Grendel, who periodically comes at night into the king’s meade-hall to eat his men. In a terrifying battle Beowulf succeeds in killing Grendel, only to be faced with the task of the defeating the monster’s mother in her underwater lair.

In later years Beowulf, now king of the Geats, has to defend his own kingdom from a dragon. In the final battle, the king and his loyal friend Wiglaf succeed in killing the dragon, but Beowulf dies as a result of his heroic effort.

Cúchulainn: In Ireland it is sometimes difficult to distinguish heroes from gods. But out of the Ulster or Red Branch Cycle, dominated by the Tain Bo Cuailnge, one great hero emerges in the person of Cúchulainn. The miraculous circumstances of whose birth, initiation and other aspects of life place him in the company of the multitude of archetypal heroes of the mono-myth, including the likes of, Achilles, Herakles and Theseus. Known as Setanta as a child. His prodigious strength was noticed by the King Conchobhar and Setanta was invited to a feast given by the smith, Culann. At the feast a great dog attacked the child, who proceeded to jam his ball in the beast’s mouth and smash its head against a rock, killing it instantly. Culann was furious that Setanta killed his favourite watchdog, but the child promised to find a replacement for the dog and until then to serve in its place as the Hound of Culann, thus the name ‘Cúchulainn’. Later, the seven year old Setanta overheard a druid predict that anyone who took arms on that day would become the greatest of heroes but would be condemned to a short life. Cúchulainn, like the similarly doomed Achilles, immediately demanded arms of Conchobhar and went off to defeat three magical warriors who had plagued the kingdom. Thus the young hero joined the community of mythic children whose extraordinary boyhood deeds indicated their heroic nature.

Still a boy, Cúchulainn fell in love with the beautiful Emer, who would have nothing to do with him before he could prove himself a true hero by accomplishing certain feats. Emer’s father placed many more barriers before the young hero and overcoming those barriers became his Heraklean labours. With the help of the warrior queen, Scathach, Cúchulainn grew in strength and prowess and finally returned to Ireland and after overcoming Forgall, married Emer. In the tradition of many heroes, he had a famous sword (Caladin) and a magic spear (Gael-Bolg).

Many heroic and tragic events filled the rest of his short life. Like other great heroes, he traveled in the Otherworld. He lost women he loved, quarreled with Emer and found himself in a position in which he became the killer of his own son and then his best friend. The central events of his adult life are those of the great war of the Cattle Raid, in which he is the champion of Conchobhar’s Ulstermen against the Connacht armies of Queen Medb. He is so admired even by his enemies, that the war goddess Morrigan herself desires him. But like Gilgamesh he refuses the love of the goddess and suffers for his refusal. His reputation as a hero is fully established by his defeating of Medb’s warriors almost single-handedly, but alas, there is no escape from the druid’s prophecy. Cúchulainn in his final battle is slain at the famous Pillar Stone, to which the hero bound himself so that he might die standing and as an otter drinks his blood, Morrigan sits on his shoulder in the form of a raven, finally is possession of the man she desired.


A list of selected mythological figures and mythologies

Aztec mythology


  • Tonacatecuhtli
  • Tonacacihuatl
  • Huitzilopochtli
  • Quetzalcoatl
  • Tezcatlipoca
  • Xipe-Totec
  • Tlaloc
  • Chalchihuitlicue
  • Xiuhtecuhtli

Celtic (Gaelic, Brythonic) mythology


  • King Arthur
  • Cúchulainn
  • Lug
  • Finn McCool
  • Tuatha Dé Danann
  • Fithir
  • Fithel
  • Máel Dúin
  • Morrígan
  • The Fisher King
  • Rhiannon
  • Gwydion
  • Arianrhod
  • Math fab Mathonwy
  • Bran the Blessed
  • Efnysien
  • Olwen
  • Culhwch
  • Tristan
  • Gawain
  • Arawn
  • Pwyll
  • Ceridwen

Chinese mythology


  • Fu Xi
  • Suiren
  • Mazu
  • Shujun
  • Fubao
  • Nuwa
  • Pangu
  • Guanyin
  • Yinglong
  • Ao Kuang, Dragon King of the East Sea
  • Ao Qin, Dragon King of the South Sea
  • Ao Run, Dragon King of the West Sea
  • Ao Shun, Dragon King of the South Sea

Egyptian mythology


  • Osiris
  • Isis
  • Thoth
  • Horus
  • Ra
  • Anubis
  • Set
  • Hathor
  • Nephthys
  • Sobek
  • Bez
  • Hapi
  • Atum
  • Shu
  • Tefnut
  • Geb
  • Nut
  • Apep
  • Mut
  • Nu
  • Naunet
  • Amun
  • Amaunet
  • Kuk
  • Kauket
  • Huh
  • Hauhet
  • Sinuhe

English (Anglo-Saxon) mythology/folklore


  • Sceafa
  • Horsa
  • Hengest
  • Lud son of Heli
  • Robin Hood
  • Beowulf
  • Boggarts
  • Brownies
  • The Green Man
  • Lubberkins
  • Puck
  • Will-o'-the-wisp
  • Brutus of Troy

Greek mythology


  • Achilles
  • Cadmus
  • Hektor
  • Diomedes
  • Herakles
  • Odysseus
  • Perseus
  • Prometheus
  • Theseus
  • Daedalus
  • Titans
  • Twelve Olympians
  • Erinyes
  • Moirai
  • Hecatoncheires
  • Typhoeus
  • Chimaera
  • Sirens
  • Gorgons
  • Nereids

Inca mythology


  • Viracocha
  • Mamacocha
  • Inti
  • Mamaoello
  • Pachacamac
  • Mamapacha
  • Kon
  • Mama Killa

Japanese (Shinto) mythology


  • Izanagi
  • Izanami
  • Owadatsumi
  • Oyamatsumi
  • Amaterasu
  • Susanoo
  • Takagi-no-Kami
  • Ame-no-Oshihomimi
  • Toyo-Akitsu
  • Iwanaga
  • Kohohana
  • Ninigi
  • Toyotma
  • Hoori
  • Hoderi
  • Hosuseri
  • Tamayori
  • Ugayafukiaezu
  • Oinari

Maya mythology


  • Tzakol
  • Bitol
  • Alom
  • Oaholom
  • Tepeu
  • Gukumatz
  • Cabaguil
  • Chirakan-Ixmucane
  • Hunahpu
  • Ixbalaque
  • Chaac
  • Itzamna
  • Kinich Ahau
  • Ix Chel
  • Ix Ch'up

Mesopotamian mythology


  • Tiamat
  • Mammu
  • Anshar
  • Kishar
  • Anu
  • Antu
  • Enlil
  • Ninlil
  • Ea
  • Damkina
  • Marduk
  • Sin
  • Shamash
  • Erishkigal
  • Ishtar
  • Gilgamesh
  • Enkidu
  • Bel
  • Ziusudra
  • Adapa
  • Lugalbanda
  • Alû
  • Gallu
  • Mukīl rēš lemutti
  • Pazuzu
  • Rabisu
  • Anzû

Native North American (Hopi, Sioux, Ojibwa, Acoma, Navajo etc.) mythology


  • Wunzh
  • Iatiku and Nautsiti
  • Nayenezgani and Tobadzhistshini
  • Kachina
  • Wakan Tanka
  • Katoyis
  • Iktomi
  • Spider Grandmother

Norse mythology


  • Sigurd Fafnersbane
  • Bödvar Bjarki
  • Starkad
  • Gudrun
  • Völsung
  • Ymir
  • The Æsir
  • The Vanir
  • The jötnar
  • The Svartálfar and Ljósálfar
  • Fenrir
  • Valkyries
  • Völundr
  • Dagr and Nótt
  • Sleipnir

Persian (Iranian, Zoroastrian) mythology


  • Rostam
  • Sohrab
  • Yima
  • Ahura Mazda
  • Angra Mainyu
  • Kāveh the blacksmith
  • Zahhak
  • Vivahant
  • Hoama
  • Anahita
  • Mithra
  • Vayu
  • Verethraghna

Slavic mythology


  • Perun
  • Dažbog
  • Svantovit
  • Rugievit
  • Kresnik
  • Zorya
  • Jarilo
  • Svarog
  • Veles
  • Baba Yaga

Spotlight on Osiris

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Osiris whose domain is Duat, the Egyptian Underworld. He is normally depicted in human form; his body is portrayed as wrapped in mummy bandages from which his arms emerge to hold the sceptres of kingship – the crook and the flail. The Atef (his distinctive crown) comprises of ram’s horns at its base and a tall conical centerpiece sporting a plume on each side. The plinth that he stands on is the symbol of law, truth etc.

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Papyrus from the Book of the Dead of Nakht. From Thebes, Egypt. Late 18th Dynasty, 1350-1300 BC

In the above image from left to right; the goddess of the West receiving into her hands the disk of the setting sun. The goddess Maat, Queen of the two Lands, the daughter of Ra supporting Osiris. Osiris himself, wearing the White Crown with plumes and horns, and holding the symbols of sovereignty and rule, seated on his throne in his kingdom of Amentet. A pool in the Garden of Osiris in the Other World, on the sides of which grown vines, date-palms, fruit trees and spice bearing shrubs, etc. The pool is symbolic of rebirth and resurrection. The veritable royal scribe and inspector of soldiers, Nakht. Next to him, his beloved wife, the singing woman of Amen, Tjuiu. A date and fruit tree, standing on each side of the steps leading to the door of the house. Finally, a house on a raised platform, with windows high up in the walls, and projections from the flat roof, opening towards the north to admit the wind.

His origins are much debated. From the symbols of the eye and the throne, Osiris has been given roots both east and west of the Nile, e.g. in Mesopotamia as the god Marduk, and in Libya as an alleged corn god bearing a Berber name which means the ‘old one’. Other scholars have split up his name to mean ‘he who occupies the throne’ or ‘he who copulates with Isis’. It has also been suggested that behind Osiris lurks an original mother goddess whose name might be interpreted as ‘she who belongs in the womb’. One of the more likely theories seems to be the simplest. Osiris’ name is connected with the word ‘woser’ which would give the sense of Mighty One.

A genealogy for Osiris exists in the texts carved on the walls of the pyramids from the end of the fifth Dynasty onwards. It has been theorised that this pedigree was clearly an attempt by the priests of the sun god at Heliopolis to incorporate Osiris into their theology, thus cleverly subordinating him by two generations to their own principal deity. As his cult extended, Osiris assumed the forms of the gods of the dead of the districts through which it passed, and this explains why he is so closely associated with Ptah and Seker of Memphis and with Khenti-Amenti of Abydos.

The Ennead of Heliopolis:

Atum

Shu and Tefnut

Geb and Nut

Osiris, Isis, Seth and Nephthys


The titles used to describe Osiris are of great value in trying to elucidate his nature although for the most part they titles seem to be drawn to Osiris from other deities. This is an indication of Osiris as a universal god, capable of absorbing different divinities into his own personality.

A selection of his epithets:


  • Foremost of the Westerners
  • He who dwells in Andjet
  • He who dwells in Heliopolis
  • He who dwells in Orion with a season in the sky and a season on Earth
  • He who dwells in the House of Serket
  • He who is in god’s tent
Places of worship included:


  • The Delta sites of Letopolis and Helioplis
  • Memphis
  • Herakleopolis
  • Hermopolis
  • Djedu
  • Ibdju
  • Biga
The death of Osiris is an important aspect of the Osiris cycle of myth. Coffin Texts of the Middle Kingdom explicitly stated that it was Seth who attacked Osiris and killed him on a bank. However, at no time in ancient Egypt is the murder of Osiris at the hands of Seth depicted pictorially. The devotion of his elder sister Isis, was to become a highly developed motif in later accounts. After a search Isis finds Osiris on the river bank and gathers up his flesh, which seeing that no mention is made of any dismemberment of Osiris' body, found in latter tradition, means that she most probably used her magical powers to arrest his decomposition. In the later traditions, Isis manufactured an artificial organ for Osiris around which the Ancient Egyptians established a cult and festival. In the pharaonic tradition, however, the phallus is preserved intact (not eaten when thrown into the Nile) and buried at Memphis.

Thus arrive Horus and Thoth, who raise Osiris up onto his side – a vivification reminiscent of the two gods pouring symbols of life over a pharaoh depicted on numerous temple walls. The embalmment ritual is then carried out at Abydos. It is at this stage that Osiris disappears from the struggle for the throne of Egypt (which this myth cycle is seen to represent) and becomes the Underworld ruler, leaving his sister Isis and the gods Horus and Seth as the key protagonists.

The fear of the possible gloom pervading the Underworld led the Egyptians to interpret Osiris as a counterpart of the sun god below the earth. Consequently, Duat would always have a share of solar light. Osiris and Ra embrace one another to become the Twin Souls. In an effort to link the sun deity to the Osiris myth cycle, Ra supervises Osiris' funeral ceremonies, but there is however a rivalry between the two gods. In a public exchange, Osiris stresses his own importance as an agricultural deity producing emmer wheat and barley which keep alive both gods and men. Ra's only and petulant reply is that the crops exist regardless of Osiris. Osiris however, gives the final self righteous rejoinder. He states that Ra's government allows the unjust to thrive but in the domain of Osiris there are fearless messengers that bring the hearts of the wicked to the Hall of Judgment for punishment. These agents respect no status so that both gods and humans are under Osiris' rule.

The ruler of the Underworld naturally ensures that the souls of the wicked and undesirable do not survive to live in his realm. In the law court Osiris sits on the throne holding his sceptres and supervises the judgment of the new applicants for paradise. Osiris in a judicial connection, or at least as upholder of honesty and upright behaviour is attested as early as the Pyramid Era where he is called ‘Lord of Maat’, i.e. the goddess of cosmic order who later represents the truth against which all answers must be weighed in the interrogation of the dead person’s soul. In the iconography of Osiris, the god is frequently depicted standing on a plinth tapering to a point which is the hieroglyph for ‘truth’. Osiris' nine agents will it is said cut to pieces the souls of criminals. In private funerary papyri the examination of souls and condemnation of those unfit for an Afterlife in Duat is carried out on Osiris’ behalf by the Assessor Gods (the tribunal of assessor gods is frequently depicted in the illustrations accompanying Chapter 125 of the Book of the Dead). Successful candidates are then led into the presence of an enthroned Osiris by his son Horus.




Food for thought indeed and thus we move on. As per title; who are your personal favourites, whether divine or not?

Discussion of the mythologies in general is more than welcome.
 

Angry Grimace

Two cannibals are eating a clown. One turns to the other and says "does something taste funny to you?"
I always found it interesting how a lot of those older heroes had serious problems with occasional madness particularly with forms of battle frenzy. Like you frequently see tragic stories of heroes who accidentally speared their kid or wife throughout the various mythologies because they couldn't tell friend from foe.

I always found Norse mythology to be the most interesting one because I could never figure out how the Norse Gods had a story about an apocalypse where they all died. How did that work?
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
I always found it interesting how a lot of those older heroes had serious problems with occasional madness particularly with forms of battle frenzy. Like you frequently see tragic stories of heroes who accidentally speared their kid or wife throughout the various mythologies because they couldn't tell friend from foe.

I always found Norse mythology to be the most interesting one because I could never figure out how the Norse Gods had a story about an apocalypse where they all died. How did that work?
Berserkergang indeed. As Howard D Fabing said:

"This fury, which was called berserkergang, occurred not only in the heat of battle, but also during laborious work. Men who were thus seized performed things which otherwise seemed impossible for human power. This condition is said to have begun with shivering, chattering of the teeth, and chill in the body, and then the face swelled and changed its colour. With this was connected a great hot-headedness, which at last gave over into a great rage, under which they howled as wild animals, bit the edge of their shields, and cut down everything they met without discriminating between friend or foe. When this condition ceased, a great dulling of the mind and feebleness followed, which could last for one or several days."

A very primal human condition.

In terms of the Norse Ragnarök; essentially a rebirth, a new beginning free of previous discord. A concept explored in many myths. Humankind's penchant for starting anew.
 

Liamario

Banned
Wasn't Michael Fassbender meant to be working in some movie based around Irish Mythology.... I wonder what happened with that.
 
Polynesian mythology

Papa
Wakea (Rangi)
Oro
Maui
Tangaroa (Kanaloa)
Ku (Tu)
Kane (Tane)
Lono
Pele
Menehune
Night Marchers


Also in Native American mythology Glooscap, or Gluskabe, is a major hero figure.
 
Edmond Dantès, is one of my favorite posters because I feel like I always learn something new. He made a post once about a documentary about the Crusades which took me down on a crazy path of learning a lot of things and in the process ended up with a much better understanding of what I wanted to do with my life in the long term!




I'm gonna start of with a cliche, but it bears mentioning. Siddhartha Gautama or "Buddha" - His story, over 7000 years old still holds amazing relevance for today.
I feel that much more than the major christian or muslim characters exploits, the ones of Buddha are still today felt and experienced, and its amazing because the lessons of Buddha works even when you remove all the super natural stuff.

When condensed down to a final pure form, Buddha is basically a person who lived a good early life, shielded from the horrors of the real life. Discovers the truth, becomes horrified and goes on a quest to understand himself and the world better. From that comes the realization (as he is meditating under the Bodhi tree) that life is suffering. All you have gained, all you have loved, all you have achieved will disappear and your entire life is linked to suffering, loss and pain, and instead of hiding from it, you have to accept it, forgive the world and yourself. Only when you stop being afraid and stop fighting the things you cannot change, the sooner you will be happy.
This includes not being afraid of dying alone and poor, or dying at all. These concepts are as relevant now as they where 7000 years ago.

I used to think it was a story about materialism, and sure enough - Buddhas story has a lot of that, but that is not what I think of when I think about it now. The Daughters of Mara (the Demons three daughters) was sent to tempt Buddha from not following his path through the use of different tricks (boredom, passion, craving) but to no avail.

It's just a really cool story that deserves all the symbolism removed for people annoyed about the super natural elements. The things he is transcending in the story, truly is things we still struggle with today.
 
Will write up a couple of my favorites when I get home but I gotta say, great thread idea and great op. I can't wait to read some of the stuff that's posted
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
Wasn't Michael Fassbender meant to be working in some movie based around Irish Mythology.... I wonder what happened with that.
It's been two years since it was first announced. It's probably still an ongoing project, but with no firm production timetable. Fassbender would make an interesting Cúchulainn.
Polynesian mythology

Papa
Wakea (Rangi)
Oro
Maui
Tangaroa (Kanaloa)
Ku (Tu)
Kane (Tane)
Lono
Pele
Menehune
Night Marchers


Also in Native American mythology Glooscap, or Gluskabe, is a major hero figure.
Animistic mythologies are fascinating. Full of spirits, the atua, who punish people for committing taboos, known as tapu. Duality too is common in Polynesian mythology; Day and Night, Sky and Earth, Light and Darkness; Manichean.
Edmond Dantès, is one of my favorite posters because I feel like I always learn something new. He made a post once about a documentary about the Crusades which took me down on a crazy path of learning a lot of things and in the process ended up with a much better understanding of what I wanted to do with my life in the long term!




I'm gonna start of with a cliche, but it bears mentioning. Siddhartha Gautama or "Buddha" - His story, over 7000 years old still holds amazing relevance for today.
I feel that much more than the major christian or muslim characters exploits, the ones of Buddha are still today felt and experienced, and its amazing because the lessons of Buddha works even when you remove all the super natural stuff.

When condensed down to a final pure form, Buddha is basically a person who lived a good early life, shielded from the horrors of the real life. Discovers the truth, becomes horrified and goes on a quest to understand himself and the world better. From that comes the realization (as he is meditating under the Bodhi tree) that life is suffering. All you have gained, all you have loved, all you have achieved will disappear and your entire life is linked to suffering, loss and pain, and instead of hiding from it, you have to accept it, forgive the world and yourself. Only when you stop being afraid and stop fighting the things you cannot change, the sooner you will be happy.
This includes not being afraid of dying alone and poor, or dying at all. These concepts are as relevant now as they where 7000 years ago.

I used to think it was a story about materialism, and sure enough - Buddhas story has a lot of that, but that is not what I think of when I think about it now. The Daughters of Mara (the Demons three daughters) was sent to tempt Buddha from not following his path through the use of different tricks (boredom, passion, craving) but to no avail.

It's just a really cool story that deserves all the symbolism removed for people annoyed about the super natural elements. The things he is transcending in the story, truly is things we still struggle with today.
Thank you for your kind words. Even if only one person learns something from my threads; I'm happy.

To work for liberation from the impermanence of life. Wise indeed of Gautama.
 
I always enjoyed the story of Narcissus and Echo.
The story is told in Book III of the Metamorphoses, and tells the story of a "talkative nymph" who is admired by the goddess Aphrodite for her magnificent voice and song. When she tricks Zeus's jealous wife, Hera, Hera curses her by making her only able to repeat the last words said, and couldn't say anything on her own. "Yet a chatterbox, had no other use of speech than she has now, that she could repeat only the last words out of many." This is the explanation of the aural effect which was named after her. She falls in love with Narcissus, whom she catches sight of when he is "chasing frightened deer into his nets." Eventually, after "burning with a closer flame," Echo's presence is revealed to Narcissus, who, after a comic, yet tragic scene, rejects her love. Echo prays in her mind of this to Aphrodite, who makes Echo disappear, until she "remains a voice" and "is heard by all."

Then, Narcissus "tired from both his enthusiasm for hunting and from the heat" rests by a spring, and whilst drinking, "a new thirst grows inside him" and he is "captivated by the image of the beauty he has seen" and falls deeply in love with "all the things for which he himself is admired." He then wastes away with love for himself, echoing the manner in which Echo did earlier on. A while later his body is gone, and in its place is a narcissus flower. The pale flower is still found near river banks so that it can be reflected on the water.
 

Angry Grimace

Two cannibals are eating a clown. One turns to the other and says "does something taste funny to you?"
Edmond Dantès;136782070 said:
Berserkergang indeed. As Howard D Fabing said:

"This fury, which was called berserkergang, occurred not only in the heat of battle, but also during laborious work. Men who were thus seized performed things which otherwise seemed impossible for human power. This condition is said to have begun with shivering, chattering of the teeth, and chill in the body, and then the face swelled and changed its colour. With this was connected a great hot-headedness, which at last gave over into a great rage, under which they howled as wild animals, bit the edge of their shields, and cut down everything they met without discriminating between friend or foe. When this condition ceased, a great dulling of the mind and feebleness followed, which could last for one or several days."

A very primal human condition.

In terms of the Norse Ragnarök; essentially a rebirth, a new beginning free of previous discord. A concept explored in many myths. Humankind's penchant for starting anew.

I was wondering more whether the Norsemen considered their gods to dead or was that a future event?
 
I've always liked the myth of Prometheus. I'm sure that the myth has evolved and been revised over the centuries, but I find it interesting that the bird chooses to peck at his liver, an organ that can regenerate.
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
I was wondering more whether the Norsemen considered their gods to dead or was that a future event?
To the Norsemen it was always an event that they envisaged as happening in the future; and even then, according to the Eddas (the Völuspá for example) some of the Aesir do indeed survive the Ragnarök.
 

android

Theoretical Magician
I have Thor vs the Midgard serpent tattooed on my entire left leg... Trying to pick an "Eastern" tale for the right one currently.

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adj_noun

Member
I love the Odyssey. Got to see a stage production of it a while back, and it was fantastic. They had the sirens dress up as stereotypical sex symbols (sexy nurse, etc.) and the cyclops was a shadow projected onto a large cloth.

I still want my Odyssey movie starring Sean Bean. You promised, Troy!
 
Narasimha of Hindu myth

Asura Hiranyakashipu obtains a boon from Brahma that made him unkillable by human, deva, or animal, during night or day, by anything animate or inanimate, on earth or space, inside or outside. He was slain by Vishnu's avatar Narasimha, a demigod with a lion's head (the avatar's name means "Man-lion" - neither wholly human nor animal), at twilight (neither night nor day), by being disemboweled with Narasimha's claws (neither animate nor inaminate), and having his guts spilled into Narasimha's lap (neither earth nor space) on the threshold of a courtyard (neither indoors nor out). Vishnu also surprised the Asura by bursting out of a pillar in his own palace. That was not part of the prophecy; Vishnu is just that Bad Ass.
 

Currygan

at last, for christ's sake
Great thread, I love mythological heroes. now I can't write my faves, I'm on the loo while the fiance watches the godawful Black Panther Murders, will contribute later
 
I've always been deeply interested in various types of mythology; mostly Greek, but also Norse and Zoroastrian. If I had to pick a single character, it'd probably be Odysseus just because I love his story. Heimdallr is also pretty cool. I think my love for mythology is one of the reasons I enjoy Tolkien's work so much.
 

gofreak

GAF's Bob Woodward
The Children of Lir was one I was always fond of (unlisted in the OP, but I think fairly famous? At least in Ireland.). And Fionn McCool.

edit - reading back the Children of Lir now as an adult, I'm not sure 'fond' is the right word :/ But memorable for sure.
 

ryseing

Member
The story of Echo and Narcissus always fascinated me. I prefer the version where Narcissus gets lost staring at himself in the river.

Edit- beaten on that regard. I guess great minds think alike?

Tristan and Isolde is another favorite of mine. Sucker for a tragic romance.
 

Dead Man

Member
I'm always interested in older stories and myths that get incorporated into later mythologies, or that have survived in strange ways. So things like the Green Man fascinate me. I love the way he is integrated into Christian architecture.
 
Yeah, brilliant OP. I've always loved the Odyssey, but if I have to choose between the 3 in the topic I'd pick Cúchulainn.

The mythology derived from Hindu is also equally as rich and fascinating as any of the above; worth checking out.
 

Dead Man

Member
I've long had a soft spot for Makemake, creator of humanity for the Rapanui. You can still see petroglyphs of him on Easter Island.

Have you seen Attenborough's doco he did about a wooden figure form the island? It was a bit dry, but interesting to me as someone who knew nothing of their mythology beyond Rapa Nui (which was a terrible, terrible movie).
 
Have you seen Attenborough's doco he did about a wooden figure form the island? It was a bit dry, but interesting to me as someone who knew nothing of their mythology beyond Rapa Nui (which was a terrible, terrible movie).

Yeah I really enjoyed it. How the moai phase descended into chaos and civil war but then recovered during the Bird Man phase is really fascinating. I soak up all things Easter Island related ever since I went there 14 years ago. (talking about the doco not the movie lol)
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
The light hearted and downright comical tales of some figures are always worth retelling. To add to the above myth featuring Echo and Narcissus; the misfortunes of Midas:

Midas and the golden touch

This did not satisfy Bacchus. He left the fields themselves, and with a worthier band of followers sought out the vineyards of his own Mount Tmolus, and the River Pactolus, though at that time it was not a golden stream, nor envied for its valuable sands. His familiar cohorts, the satyrs and bacchantes accompanied him, but Silenus was absent. The Phrygian countrymen had taken him captive, stumbling with age and wine, bound him with garlands, and led him to King Midas, to whom, with Athenian Eumolpus, Orpheus of Thrace had taught the Bacchic rites.

When the king recognised him as a friend and companion of his worship, he joyfully led a celebration of the guest’s arrival, lasting ten days and nights on end. And now, on the eleventh day, Lucifer had seen off the train of distant stars, and the king with gladness came to the fields of Lydia, and restored Silenus to his young foster-child.

Then the god, happy at his foster-father’s return, gave Midas control over the choice of a gift, which was pleasing, but futile, since he was doomed to make poor use of his reward. ‘Make it so that whatever I touch with my body, turns to yellow gold,’ he said. Bacchus accepted his choice, and gave him the harmful gift, sad that he had not asked for anything better. The Berecyntian king departed happily, rejoicing in his bane, and testing his faith in its powers by touching things, and scarcely believing it when he broke off a green twig from the low foliage of the holm-oak: the twig was turned to gold. He picked up a stone from the ground: the stone also was pale gold. He touched a clod of earth, and by the power of touch, the clod became a nugget. He gathered the dry husks of corn: it was a golden harvest. He held an apple he had picked from a tree: you would think the Hesperides had given it to him. If he placed his fingers on the tall door-pillars, the pillars were seen to shine. When he washed his hands in clear water, the water flowing over his hands would have deceived Danaë.

His own mind could scarcely contain his expectations, dreaming of all things golden. As he was exulting, his servants set a table before him, heaped with cooked food, and loaves were not lacking. Then, indeed, if he touched the gift of Ceres with his hand, her gift hardened. If he tried, with eager bites, to tear the food, the food was covered with a yellow surface where his teeth touched. He mixed pure water with wine, the other gift of his benefactor, but molten gold could be seen trickling through his lips.

Dismayed by this strange misfortune, rich and unhappy, he tries to flee his riches, and hates what he wished for a moment ago. No abundance can relieve his famine: his throat is parched with burning thirst, and, justly, he is tortured by the hateful gold. Lifting his shining hands and arms to heaven, he cries out: ‘Father, Bacchus, forgive me! I have sinned. But have pity on me, I beg you, and save me from this costly evil!’ The will of the gods is kindly. Bacchus, when he confessed his fault, restored him, and took back what he had given in fulfilment of his promise. ‘So you do not remain coated with the gold you wished for so foolishly,’ he said, ‘go to the river by great Sardis, make your way up the bright ridge against the falling waters, till you come to the source of the stream, and plunge your head and body at the same moment into the foaming fountain, where it gushes out, and at the same time wash away your sin.’ The king went to the river as he was ordered: the golden virtue coloured the waters, and passed from his human body into the stream. Even now, gathering the grains of gold from the ancient vein, the fields harden, their soil soaked by the pale yellow waters.

Pan and Apollo compete before Tmolus

Hating wealth, Midas lived among woods and fields, and the mountain caves Pan always inhabits. But he remained dull-witted, and, as before, his foolish mind was destined once again to hurt its owner. Mount Tmolus, stands steep and high, commanding a wide view of the distant sea, its sloping sides extending to Sardis on the one side, and as far as tiny Hypaepae on the other. While Pan was there, playing light airs on his reeds glued together with wax, he boasted of his pipings, to the gentle nymphs, and dared to speak slightingly of Apollo’s song compared with his own, and entered an unequal contest with Tmolus, the god of the mountain, as judge.

The aged judge was seated on his mountain-top and shook his ears free of the trees. Only an oak-wreath circled his dark hair, and acorns brushed against his hollow temples. Looking at the god of the flocks he said: ‘There is nothing to prevent my judging.’ Pan sounded the rustic reeds, and entranced Midas (who chanced to be near the playing) with wild pipings. Following this, sacred Tmolus turned his face towards that of Phoebus: his forests followed.

Phoebus’s golden hair was wreathed with laurel from Parnassus, and his robes dyed with Tyrian purple, swept the earth. He held his lyre, inlaid with gems and Indian ivory, in his left hand, and the plectrum in the other. His attitude was that of a true artist. Then with skilled fingers, he plucked the strings, and Tmolus, captivated by their sweetness, ordered Pan to lower his pipes in submission to the lyre.

Midas and the ass’s ears

The judgment of the sacred mountain-god satisfied all opinions, and yet Midas’s voice alone challenged it and called it unjust. The god of Delos did not allow such undiscriminating ears to keep their human form, but drew them out and covered them with shaggy grey hair, and made them flexible at the base, and gave them powers of movement. Though the rest was human, he was punished in that sole aspect: he wore the ears of a slow-moving ass. He was anxious to conceal them, and tried to detract from the shameful ugliness of his head with a purple turban. But the servant who used to trim his long hair with a blade, found it out, who, since he dare not reveal the disgrace he had seen, but eager to broadcast it to the four winds, and unable to keep it to himself, went off quietly and dug a hole in the soil. In a tiny voice, he whispered to the hollow earth, and buried his spoken evidence under the infill, and stole away having closed up the hidden trench. But a thick bed of quivering reeds began to shoot up there, and as soon as they had grown, at the end of the year, they gave the burrower away: stirred gently, then, by the wind they repeated the buried words, and testified against his master.
 

Verdre

Unconfirmed Member
I'm a big fan of the baba yaga. From her chicken legged house to her mortar and pestle. It's nice how she switches between helper and villain depending on the tale.

I quite like Teffi's view of her:

And then – at last – winter. The winds begin to blow. The eight grandsons of the God Stribog. Fierce and vicious – creatures after her own heart. Very soon blizzards would be covering up paths; whirlwinds would be whirling their crystal dust, snowstorms singing their songs. At last! Baba gets into her mortar and pushes off with her pestle. The mortar knocks against hillocks; it bumps, leaps and jumps; it soars up and flies through the whirl of snow. She has strands of ice in her hair; you can see her bony, protruding knee. She is terrible and powerful; she is free as free can be. She flies over the earth like the song of the storm.
 

Noaloha

Member
Do the various escapades of, say, the Archangels - Michael, Uriel, Azrael, etc. - fit into such a topic? Are they considered outside 'mythology' by some (non-obvious, I mean) circles, or do their tales fall foul of being difficult to pin down due to whether you take a look at them from Christianity, Islam, Judaism, etc. or is there something else?
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
Have you seen Attenborough's doco he did about a wooden figure form the island? It was a bit dry, but interesting to me as someone who knew nothing of their mythology beyond Rapa Nui (which was a terrible, terrible movie).

Yeah I really enjoyed it. How the moai phase descended into chaos and civil war but then recovered during the Bird Man phase is really fascinating. I soak up all things Easter Island related ever since I went there 14 years ago. (talking about the doco not the movie lol)
I think you two may enjoy this recent documentary on the subject of the Rapa Nui:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=730YFNokIA8
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
Do the various escapades of, say, the Archangels - Michael, Uriel, Azrael, etc. - fit into such a topic? Are they considered outside 'mythology' by some (non-obvious, I mean) circles, or do their tales fall foul of being difficult to pin down due to whether you take a look at them from Christianity, Islam, Judaism, etc. or is there something else?
Discussion of major religions and their elements is welcome.
 

woodland

Member
Guy mentioned earlier how amazing Dantes threads are, and I agree. Never find anything more interesting than what you bring to the table. I love learning more about Tolkein lore and mythology is one of my favorite subjects. I'm hard-pressed to remember a ton since it's been so long, but my two favorites were the stories of Tantalus and Sysiphus. Truly incredibly interesting punishments.

Japanese mythology's another favorite, along with norse. Urashima Taro is a great Japanese myth, while in general I love myths/stories where someone is taken and returned days later/has aged years or vice versa, returns years later/has aged only days. Anyway, bookmarked but I'll read more later.

edit; I have a book of Irish myths back home and remember loving it - just can't remember most of their stories o_O
 

Edmond Dantès

Dantès the White
The Lokasenna, Loki's Wrangling

Ægir, who was also called Gymir, had prepared ale for the gods, after he had got the mighty kettle, as now has been told. To this feast came Othin and Frigg, his wife. Thor came not, as he was on a journey in the East. Sif, Thor's wife was there, and Bragi with Ithun, his wife. Tyr, who had but one hand, was there; the wolf Fenrir had bitten off his other hand when they had bound him. There were Njorth and Skathi his wife, Freyr and Freyja, and Vithar, the son of Othin. Loki was there, and Freyr's servants Byggvir and Beyla. Many were there of the gods and elves.

Ægir had two serving-men, Fimafeng and Eldir. Glittering gold they had in place of firelight; the ale came in of itself; and great was the peace. The guests praised much the ability of Ægir's serving-men. Loki might not endure that, and he slew Fimafeng. Then the gods shook their shields and howled at Loki and drove him away to the forest, and thereafter set to drinking again. Loki turned back, and outside he met Eldir. Loki spoke to him:


1. "Speak now, Eldir, for not one step
Farther shalt thou fare;
What ale-talk here do they have within,
The sons of the glorious gods?"

Eldir spake:
2. "Of their weapons they talk, and their might in war,
The sons of the glorious gods;
From the gods and elves who are gathered here
No friend in words shalt thou find."

Loki spake:
3. "In shall I go into Ægir's hall,
For the feast I fain would see;
Bale and hatred I bring to the gods,
And their mead with venom I mix."

Eldir spake;
4. "If in thou goest to Ægir's hall,
And fain the feast wouldst see,
And with slander and spite wouldst sprinkle the gods,
Think well lest they wipe it on thee."

Loki spake:
5. "Bethink thee, Eldir, if thou and I
Shall strive with spiteful speech;
Richer I grow in ready words
If thou speakest too much to me."

Then Loki went into the hall, but when they who were there saw who had entered, they were all silent.

Loki spake:
6. "Thirsty I come into this thine hall,
I, Lopt, from a journey long,
To ask of the gods that one should give
Fair mead for a drink to me.

7. "Why sit ye silent, swollen with pride,
Ye gods, and no answer give?
At your feast a place and a seat prepare me,
Or bid me forth to fare."

Bragi spake:
8. "A place and a seat will the gods prepare
No more in their midst for thee;
For the gods know well what men they wish
To find at their mighty feasts."

Loki spake:
9. "Remember, Othin, in olden days
That we both our blood have mixed;
Then didst thou promise no ale to pour,
Unless it were brought for us both."

Othin spake:
10. "Stand forth then, Vithar, and let the wolf's father
Find a seat at our feast;
Lest evil should Loki speak aloud
Here within Ægir's hall."

Then Vithar arose and poured drink for Loki; but before he drank he spoke to the gods:

11. "Hail to you, gods! ye goddesses, hail!
Hail to the holy throng!
Save for the god who yonder sits,
Bragi there on the bench."

Bragi spake:
12. "A horse and a sword from my hoard will I give,
And a ring gives Bragi to boot,
That hatred thou makst not among the gods;
So rouse not the great ones to wrath."

Loki spake:
13. "In horses and rings thou shalt never be rich,
Bragi, but both shalt thou lack;
Of the gods and elves here together met
Least brave in battle art thou,
(And shyest thou art of the shot.)"

Bragi spake:
14. "Now were I without as I am within,
And here in Ægir's hall,
Thine head would I bear
And pay thee the price of thy lies."

Loki spake:
15. "In thy seat art thou bold, not so are thy deeds,
Bragi, adorner of benches!
Go out and fight if angered thou feelest,
No hero such forethought has."

Ithun spake:
16. "Well, prithee, Bragi, his kinship weigh,
Since chosen as wish-son he was;
And speak not to Loki such words of spite
Here within Ægir's hall."

Loki spake:
17. "Be silent, Ithun! thou art, I say,
Of women most lustful in love,
Since thou thy washed-bright arms didst wind
About thy brother's slayer."

Ithun spake:
18. "To Loki I speak not with spiteful words
Here within Ægir's hall;
And Bragi I calm, who is hot with beer,
For I wish not that fierce they should fight."

Gefjun spake:
19. "Why, ye gods twain, with bitter tongues
Raise hate among us here?
Loki is famed for his mockery foul,
And the dwellers in heaven he hates."

Loki spake:
20. "Be silent, Gefjun! for now shall I say
Who led thee to evil life;
The boy so fair gave a necklace bright,
And about him thy leg was laid."

Othin spake:
21. "Mad art thou, Loki, and little of wit,
The wrath of Gefjun to rouse;
For the fate that is set for all she sees,
Even as I, methinks."

Loki spake:
22. "Be silent, Othin! not justly thou settest
The fate of the fight among men;
Oft gavest thou to him who deserved not the gift,
To the baser, the battle's prize."

Othin spake:
23. "Though I gave to him who deserved not the gift,
To the baser, the battle's prize;
Winters eight wast thou under the earth,
Milking cows as a maid,
(Ay, and babes didst thou bear;
Unmanly thy soul must seems.)"

Loki spake:
24. "They say that with spells in Samsey once
Like witches with charms didst thou work;
And in witch's guise among men didst thou go;
Unmanly thy soul must seem."

Frigg spake:
25. "Of the deeds ye two of old have done
Ye should make no speech among men;
Whate'er ye have done in days gone by,
Old tales should ne'er be told."

Loki spake:
26. "Be silent, Frigg! thou art Fjorgyn's wife,
But ever lustful in love;
For Vili and Ve, thou wife of Vithrir,
Both in thy bosom have lain."

Frigg spake:
27. "If a son like Baldr were by me now,
Here within Ægir's hall,
From the sons of the gods thou shouldst go not forth
Till thy fierceness in fight were tried."

Loki spake:
28. "Thou wilt then, Frigg, that further I tell
Of the ill that now I know;
Mine is the blame that Baldr no more
Thou seest ride home to the hall."

Freyja spake:
29. "Mad art thou, Loki, that known thou makest
The wrong and shame thou hast wrought;
The fate of all does Frigg know well,
Though herself she says it not."

Loki spake:
30. "Be silent, Freyja! for fully I know thee,
Sinless thou art not thyself;
Of the gods and elves who are gathered here,
Each one as thy lover has lain."

Freyja spake:
31. "False is thy tongue, and soon shalt thou find
That it sings thee an evil song;
The gods are wroth, and the goddesses all,
And in grief shalt thou homeward go."

Loki spake:
32. "Be silent, Freyja! thou foulest witch,
And steeped full sore in sin;
In the arms of thy brother the bright gods caught thee
When Freyja her wind set free."

Njorth spake:
33. "Small ill does it work though a woman may have
A lord or a lover or both;
But a wonder it is that this womanish god
Comes hither, though babes he has borne."

Loki spake:
34. "Be silent, Njorth; thou was eastward sent,
To the gods as a hostage given;
And the daughters of Hymir their privy had
When use did they make of thy mouth."

Njorth spake:
35. "Great was my gain, though long was I gone,
To the gods as a hostage given;
The son did I have whom no man hates,
And foremost of gods is found."

Loki spake:
36. "Give heed now, Njorth, nor boast too high,
No longer I hold it hid;
With thy sister hadst thou so fair a son,
Thus hadst thou no worse a hope."

Tyr spake:
37. "Of the heroes brave is Freyr the best
Here in the home of the gods;
He harms not maids nor the wives of men,
And the bound from their fetters he frees."

Loki spake:
38. "Be silent, Tyr! for between two men
Friendship thou ne'er couldst fashion;
Fain would I tell how Fenrir once
Thy right hand rent from thee."

Tyr spake:
39. "My hand do I lack, but Hrothvitnir thou,
And the loss brings longing to both;
Ill fares the wolf who shall ever await
In fetters the fall of the gods."

Loki spake:
40. "Be silent, Tyr! for a son with me
Thy wife once chanced to win;
Not a penny, methinks, wast thou paid for the wrong,
Nor wast righted an inch, poor wretch."

Freyr spake:
41. "By the mouth of the river the wolf remains
Till the gods to destruction go;
Thou too shalt soon, if thy tongue is not stilled,
Be fettered, thou forger of ill."

Loki spake:
42. "The daughter of Gymir with gold didst thou buy,
And sold thy sword to boot;
But when Muspell's sons through Myrkwood ride,
Thou shalt weaponless wait, poor wretch."

Byggvir spake:
43. "Had I birth so famous as Ingunar-Freyr,
And sat in so lofty a seat,
I would crush to marrow this croaker of ill,
And beat all his body to bits."

Loki spake:
44. "What little creature goes crawling there,
Snuffling and snapping about?
At Freyr's ears ever wilt thou be found,
Or muttering hard at the mill."

Byggvir spake:
45. "Byggvir my name, and nimble am I,
As gods and men do grant;
And here am I proud that the children of Hropt
Together all drink ale."

Loki spake:
46. "Be silent, Byggvir! thou never couldst set
Their shares of the meat for men;
Hid in straw on the floor, they found thee not
When heroes were fain to fight."

Heimdall spake:
47. "Drunk art thou, Loki, and mad are thy deeds,
Why, Loki, leavst thou this not?
For drink beyond measure will lead all men
No thought of their tongues to take."

Loki spake:
48. "Be silent, Heimdall! in days long since
Was an evil fate for thee fixed;
With back held stiff must thou ever stand,
As warder of heaven to watch."

Skathi spake:
49. "Light art thou, Loki, but longer thou mayst not
In freedom flourish thy tail;
On the rocks the gods bind thee with bowels torn
Forth from thy frost-cold son."

Loki spake:
50. "Though on rocks the gods bind me with bowels torn
Forth from my frost-cold son,
I was first and last at the deadly fight
There where Thjazi we caught."

Skathi spake:
51. "Wert thou first and last at the deadly fight
There where Thjazi was caught,
From my dwellings and fields shall ever come forth
A counsel cold for thee."

Loki spake:
52. "More lightly thou spakest with Laufey's son
When thou badst me come to thy bed;
Such things must be known if now we two
Shall seek our sins to tell."

Then Sif came forward and poured mead for Loki in a crystal cup, and said:

53. "Hail to thee, Loki, and take thou here
The crystal cup of old mead;
For me at least, alone of the gods,
Blameless thou knowest to be."

He took the horn, and drank therefrom:

54. "Alone thou wert if truly thou wouldst
All men so shyly shun;
But one do I know full well, methinks,
Who had thee from Hlorrithi's arms, -
(Loki the crafty in lies.)"

Beyla spake:
55. "The mountains shake, and surely I think
From his home comes Hlorrithi now;
He will silence the man who is slandering here
Together both gods and men."

Loki spake:
56. "Be silent, Beyla! thou art Byggvir's wife,
And deep art thou steeped in sin;
A greater shame to the gods came ne'er,
Befouled thou art with thy filth."

Then came Thor forth, and spake:

57. "Unmanly one, cease, or the mighty hammer,
Mjollnir, shall close thy mouth;
Thy shoulder-cliff shall I cleave from thy neck,
And so shall thy life be lost."

Loki spake:
58. "Lo, in has come thy son of Earth:
Why threaten so loudly, Thor?
Less fierce thou shalt go to fight with the wolf
When he swallows Sigfather up."

Thor spake:
59. "Unmanly one, cease, or the mighty hammer,
Mjollnir, shall close thy mouth;
I shall hurl thee up and out in the East,
Where men shall see thee no more."

Loki spake:
60. "That thou hast fared on the East-road forth
To men shouldst thou say no more;
In the thumb of a glove didst thou hide, thou great one,
And there forgot thou wast Thor."

Thor spake:
61. "Unmanly one, cease, or the mighty hammer,
Mjollnir, shall close thy mouth;
My right hand shall smite thee with Hrugnir's slayer,
Till all thy bones are broken."

Loki spake:
62. "A long time still do I think to live,
Though thou threatenest thus with thy hammer;
Rough seemed the straps of Skrymir's wallet,
When thy meat thou mightest not get,
(And faint from hunger didst feel.)"

Thor spake:
63. "Unmanly one, cease, or the mighty hammer,
Mjollnir, shall close thy mouth,
The slayer of Hrugnir shall send thee to Hel,
And down to the gate of death."

Loki spake:
64. "I have said to the gods and the sons of the gods
The things that whetted my thoughts;
But before thee alone do I now go forth,
For thou fightest well, I ween.

65. "Ale hast thou brewed, but, Ægir, now
Such feasts shalt thou make no more;
O'er all that thou hast which is here within
Shall play the flickering flames,
(And thy back shall be burnt with fire.)"

And after that Loki hid himself in Franang's waterfall in the guise of a salmon, and there the gods took him. He was bound with the bowels of his son Vali, but his son Narfi was changed to a wolf. Skathi took a poison-snake and fastened it up over Loki's face, and the poison dropped thereon. Sigyn, Loki's wife, sat there and held a shell under the poison, but when the shell was full she bore away the poison, and meanwhile the poison dropped on Loki. Then he struggled so hard that the whole earth shook therewith; and now that is called an earthquake.
 

HORRORSHØW

Member
fantastic OP. have you read campbell's seminal "the hero with a thousand faces" by chance, in which he posits that the fabric of mythology is wound by a single thread? i think gaiman does a good job of incorporating this idea into his sandman series by interweaving various mythologies into a single strand of fiction.

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my favorite myth is milton's version of the judeo-christian adam and eve because he raises important issues of feminine autonomy in an androcentric society. it is very much a social commentary as it is a religious work. his incorporation of the narcissus myth in book 4 (i think) is interesting insofar that it demonstrates how pagan mythology is fundamentally interwoven into christianity, which is obviously prevalent in the bible proper.

one of my other favorites is camus's the myth of sisyphus, where he confronts the absurdity of modern life and asks if suicide is the solution. spoiler: it is not.

as you can see i prefer a relatively contemporary angle on mythology, where the source material is reconstituted into something novel and relevant today. that isn't to say that i don't like and appreciate mythologies of yore; i love the classics, specifically ovid's metamorphoses--the anthology is a wonderful source for various myths, both famous and obscure.
 
I've long had a soft spot for Makemake, creator of humanity for the Rapanui. You can still see petroglyphs of him on Easter Island.

Interestingly, the birdman cult seems to have existed in different forms throughout Polynesia, like the birdman petroglyphs in Hawaii:

Tu3GO3y.jpg


All Polynesian myths are connected and have local variations, but they all point to their Havaiki (mythical motherland) origins (most likely Tonga or Samoa).
 

Zombine

Banned
By all accounts, Gligamesh was a historical figure and King of Uruk, but I still find the Epic of Gilgamesh to be one of the most compelling and influential poems of all time. I would even go as far as to call it more important than Beowulf.

Wonderful thread Dantes. Bookmarked.
 
I'm always interested in older stories and myths that get incorporated into later mythologies, or that have survived in strange ways. So things like the Green Man fascinate me. I love the way he is integrated into Christian architecture.
I feel like Gilgamesh is a great example of this. Lots of similar happenings appear in later myths and stories
 

SolVanderlyn

Thanos acquires the fully powered Infinity Gauntlet in The Avengers: Infinity War, but loses when all the superheroes team up together to stop him.
Lancelot is still a total jerk and the worst member of the round table (and perhaps the worst "hero" in classic fiction). Arthur was such a good guy (and king, and friend) and Lancelot just screws him over (somewhat literally). Man, eff that guy.

Forgive my non-scholarly response, but the statement stands.

Interesting thread and thanks for making it. I'm subing to to it for future reading.
Yep. Thank you, Mr. Dantes, for making yet another incredible thread.
 

Zombine

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What is the word on Tolkien's interpretation of Beowulf? Is it superior to the Heaney translation, or just supplemental to that?
 
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