Can’t believe there’s someone trying to convince you that Greek people commonly think there were no black people in Greece before, like, the 1800s

mohtz:

racism is a relatively new term invented with the advent of colonialism and slave trades. also ancient greeks viewed non-greeks/non-greek speakers as barbarians regardless of skin color therefore white is not synonymous with greek. and obviously theres a plethora of evidence where black people are portrayed beautifully in ancient greek artworks. on top of all this nitpicking “historical accuracy” in modern reinterpretations of ancient greek mythology, while being clueless about modern racial power imbalance is just dumb so i couldn’t give a fuck. also white people whitewash everything where profit is involved anyway so who cares.

fromrusttoroadtrip:

#Throwback to… Well, throwback to nothing, really. This is our every day vanlife in all its glory. All the glitz and glamour of our daily grooming routine.

So what if we wash our hair, our clothes and our plates all in the same bowl? So what if we hang our pants to dry in a tree? This is our normal. It may be a little unpredictable and a touch eccentric, but we love it. We’ve adapted our routines and found new ways to survive and thrive. And you know what, we’d rather be washing our hair with cold water in a washing up bowl by the sea than sat behind a desk for 40 hours a week.

It may not be the most likeable, shareable, Instagrammable of moments but it’s real, it’s raw, and it’s just that little bit different and alternative to the chains and shackles of a normal working routine.

So yeah, #Throwback to Greece, to just another day on the road, another thread woven into the patchwork blanket of colours and landscapes and memories that is our vanlife normal.

Follow the hashtag #Fromrusttoroadtrip to follow our van conversion project and our travels around Europe! 🌍 

natasailincic:

“Melissa spent her life on Mount Parnassus, dwelling in a cave as a
nympholept. It was through the possession by nymphs that she worked her art of divination. Many pilgrims in her lifetime and in the following decades visited the sanctuary to leave offerings to the local goddesses and consult the oracle. The visitors that would climb to the location were, unlike the clients of Delphi, poor people that lived in the surrounding areas.

Historically, the use of caves as places of worship of the nymphs is not rare. Caves were seen as the womb of the Goddess, brimming with subterranean waters, as well as a liminal place were the Underworld and our world met.”

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Melissa’s story will be featured among those of other wise women in my upcoming A Compendium of Witches – a project supported by my amazing Patreon community

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thebibliosphere:

Uh, guys, I’m going to have to ask that you stop tagging me in the really horrific pictures of Greece burning. I’m not ignoring them, I’m not not responding to your tags because I don’t care, and I’ve tried to reblog the less triggering posts—and if you can link me to helpful info posts without the more harrowing images, I will be more than willing to reblog and boost them as far and wide as I can.

But please stop tagging me in the image heavy posts. I have PTSD relating to fire and an absolutely horrific experience as a child involving a loved one. I cannot… I cannot deal with looking at those images. Even just reading some of the descriptions is too much.

Sorry.

Again, if there are posts without the images, please tag me so I can boost. I want to help somehow, I really do.