Post by Morningmoon on Jun 10, 2008 13:56:23 GMT -5
some people are so desperate not to die that they start worshiping death...the grim reaper, Hel, Hecate, Hates, demons, etc. i have friends that worship as such. i believe they are right to do so in the way they are because it's more of a respect for death and the dead.
When I gaze up at the moon, I see the essence of paradice, I wonder how long known, The knowledge of the past, And I see the path that lay ahead, Though it is misty and winding, I feel the goddess call me home, And her silvery voice carries warmth, I now know where I belong, And what it is to feel alive.
some people are so desperate not to die that they start worshiping death...the grim reaper, Hel, Hecate, Hates, demons, etc. i have friends that worship as such. i believe they are right to do so in the way they are because it's more of a respect for death and the dead.
Hekate lives in Hades' realm, but what her associations with death (i.e. necromancy through her job as the Goddess of magic) are only a small part of her domain. www.theoi.com/Khthonios/Hekate.html
(The website I've linked to, theoi.com, is an excellent source of information on Greek deities, btw.)
Hel is similar to Hades, but in the Norse pantheon. Except, while Hades was respected - if not spoken of much - Hel seems to have been feared and despised. This is because she ruled over those who did not die in battle - no self-respecting Viking ever wanted to show up in her realm.
Demons aren't "death" either, for that matter. They're usually thought of as evil, while death is the ultimate in neutrality.
"Faith and reason are like the shoes on your feet. You can get farther with both than you can with just one." - Babylon 5 "The Deconstruction of Falling Stars"
Post by Morningmoon on Jun 11, 2008 17:17:26 GMT -5
I realize that but I was giving exaples of those asociated with death. as for demons, they are not all evil in all opinions.
When I gaze up at the moon, I see the essence of paradice, I wonder how long known, The knowledge of the past, And I see the path that lay ahead, Though it is misty and winding, I feel the goddess call me home, And her silvery voice carries warmth, I now know where I belong, And what it is to feel alive.
