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Individual stars float in an ocean of God
Rocking a pinky ring of Saturn while I'm visiting Mars
Egos bigger than Jupiter are breaking the bars
Holding me back down to Earth through physical laws
Touching the moon, grace, as I ready resume
Comets flying through space, bringing possible doom
Blocking the Sun, bring a holocaust on the world
I'm talking back to Father Time, Mother Earth is my girl
I got the wings of angels walking down the valley of death
Watching my step because the Devil's never one to respect
Healthy baby girl and healthy wife! Praise the Lord
7 lbs 8 oz latched immediately and then peed. Thank you all for your prayers, I’m overwhelmed
Äeryn🍂 retweeted
Svipdagr is a mortal Norse hero who conquers a supernatural quest using wit and magic. Cursed by his cruel stepmother to win the impossible hand of a mysterious maiden, he faces certain death.
In despair, Svipdagr visits the burial mound of his deceased mother, Gróa, a powerful seeress. He summons her spirit, and she chants nine protective spells to shield him from peril. Guided by her magic, Svipdagr braves a wall of fire surrounding a mountaintop fortress. He then outsmarts a giant watchman in a high-stakes riddle contest, gaining entry to claim his fated bride.
Interestingly, in the original poems, the maiden is named as Menglöð (meaning "Necklace-Glad") though modern scholars universally identify her as the goddess Freyja, as her name directly references Freyja's famous jewelry, the Brísingamen.
Furthermore, the poem functions as a myth explaining the seasons: Menglöð sits on a healing mountain weeping for a lost lover, matching Freyja's grief for her missing husband Óðr, whose role is filled here by Svipdagr ("Swift Day") returning to break winter's icy grasp.
Svipdagsmál (The Lay of Svipdag) 13th century
Freja och Svipdag by John Bauer (1907)
Äeryn🍂 retweeted
Typically these massive shifts out of nowhere and “wanting to be close to god” is because they’ve done something truly truly horrible