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The Article for Lord Asmodeus is amazing, i was glad to read! 


Book 1, History of Rome, LivyWhen he had thus obtained the kingship, he prepared to give the new City, founded by force of arms, a new foundation in law, statutes, and observances. And perceiving that men could not grow used to these things in the midst of wars, since their natures grew wild and savage through warfare, he thought it needful that his warlike people should be softened by the disuse of arms, and built the temple of Janus at the bottom of the Argiletum, as an index of peace and war, that when open it might signify that the nation was in arms, when closed that all the peoples round about were pacified.
“Omne principium Iano” — Every beginning belongs to Janus.
The mystery of Janus since the time of Ancient Rome was one of the most important celebrations of Rome. As time elapsed, the knowledge of the Great God started being buried beneath the rubble as the people stopped remembering him, despite of his name being the name of the month IAN-UARY or January, the first month of the year of the Calendar.
The first three letters of Janus’s Name, the IAN, contain two important elements from Ancient Greek. I, which is the letter Η, signifying the word “or” and the “AN” which signifies the word “if”.
Inside this code, we can see the two important questions we have before we embark in every choice in life. The “Or” element this or that choice, and the word “If”. Will we succeed? Will we be able to manage things? Or it will be better to stay where we are? If this is done, then what? What “If”?
In this date, an important symbolism was present: Now, what was before, is no longer. However, the symbol of Janus was to be utilised for this; the passage and the pathway, the door to other and bigger or smaller things. The student had to move forward in life, and there was a door in front of him in the Ritual of the year yet, it was the student that had to choose to pass through the door willingly.
In Zevism we have many doors and many passages that we must take in order to advance. Our personal choice is reliant to this subject. How much ready for change and uplifting we are and our readiness to cross each door, will determine our success in the elevating passages of power, consciousness, wealth, or all other fields of success. This procedure is absolutely necessary, as one cannot see before their choice to open a door what lies behind it.
Iane, veni: novus anne, veni: renovate veni, sol.
Anne, bonis coepte auspiciis, da vere salubri apricas ventorum animas, da roscida Cancro solstitia et gelidum Boream Septembribus horis. mordeat autumnis frigus subtile pruinis et tenuata moris cesset mediocribus aestas. sementem Notus umificet, sit bruma nivalis, dum pater antiqui renovatur Martius anni.
Come, Janus; come, New Year; come, Sun, with strength renewed!
Year, that beginnest with good augury, give us in healthful Spring winds of sunny breath; when the Crab shows at the solstice, give us dews, and allay the hours of September with a cool north wind. Let shrewdly-biting frosts lead in Autumn and let Summer wane and yield her place by slow degrees. Let the south winds moisten the seed corn, and Winter reign with all her snows until March, father of the old-style year, come back anew.
Fasti, OvidMe penes est unum vasti custodia mundi,
et ius vertendi cardinis omne meum est.
Mine alone is the guarding of the vast world,
and the right to turn the hinge is all mine.
Matthew 16:19I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven, and whatever you bind on Earth shall be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on Earth shall be loosed in heaven.
This last part really struck a chord with me; it shows the tremendous power the Gods wield over our fates. Outstanding article, as always, SG. Thank you very much.Certain portents of Janus were eerily interwoven into Roman history and should serve as a warning about the Gods’ eternal rulership of civilization. The first king of Rome and the last ruler of Western Rome were named Romulus. The first Christian ruler of Eastern Rome who made Christianity the state religion and the last Christian ruler in 1453, who fell in battle to the Turks, were both named Constantine. An empire is much like a year.
Orphic Hymn to Eos, translated by Thomas TaylorἨοῦς, θυμίαμα μάνναν
Κλῦθι, θεά, θνητοῖς φαεσίμβροτον ἦμαρ ἄγουσα,
Ἠοῖ λαμπροφαής, ἐρυθαινομένη κατὰ κόσμον,
ἀγγελλιεια θεοῦ μεγάλου Τιτῆνος ἀγαυοῦ,
ἣ νυκτὸς ζοφόεντα κελαινόχρωτα πορείην
ἀντολίαις ταῖς σαῖς πέμπεις ὑπὸ νέρτερα γαίης·
ἔργων ἡγήτειρα, βίου πρόπολε θνητοῖσιν·
ᾗ χαίρει θνητῶν μερόπων γένος· οὐδέ τίς ἐστιν,
ὃς φεύγει τὴν σὴν ὄψιν καθυπέρτερον οὖσαν,
ἡνίκα τὸν γλυκὺν ὕπνον ἀπὸ βλεφάρων ἀποσείσῃς,
πᾶς δὲ βροτὸς γήθει, πᾶν ἑρπετὸν ἄλλα τε φῦλα
τετραπόδων πτηνῶν τε καὶ εἰναλίων πολυεθνῶν·
πᾶσι γὰρ ἐργάσιμον βίοτον θνητοῖσι πορίζεις.
ἀλλά, μάκαιρ’, ἁγνή, μύσταις ἱερὸν φάος αὔξοις.
Hear me, O Goddess! whose emerging ray leads on the broad refulgence of the day;
Blushing Aurora [Eos], whose celestial light beams on the world with red'ning splendours bright:
Angel of Titan, whom with constant round, thy orient beams recall from night profound:
Labour of ev'ry kind to lead is thine, of mortal life the minister divine.
Mankind in thee eternally delight, and none presumes to shun thy beauteous sight.
Soon as thy splendours break the bands of rest, and eyes unclose with pleasing sleep oppress'd;
Men, reptiles, birds, and beasts, with gen'ral voice, and all the nations of the deep, rejoice;
For all the culture of our life is thine. Come, blessed pow'r! and to these rites incline:
Thy holy light increase, and unconfin'd diffuse its radiance on thy mystic's mind.
The Iliadἦμος δ' ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,
τῆμος ἄρ' ἀμφὶ πυρὴν κλυτοῦ Ἕκτορος ἔγρετο λαός.
But soon as early Dawn [Eos] appeared, the rosy-fingered, then gathered the folk about the pyre of glorious Hector.
Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, Johann WeyerOse is a great president, and commeth foorth like a leopard, and counterfeting to be a man, he maketh one cunning in the liberall sciences, he answereth truelie of divine and secret things, he transformeth a mans shape, and bringeth a man to that madnes, that he thinketh himselfe to be that which he is not; as that he is a king or a pope, or that he weareth a crowne on his head... and that power endures for an hour.
Apologies but does that mean that these qualities are acceptable in nature and one who has these is most likely to be in greater closeness to this goddessEos is unusually animated for a Goddess, and she is represented as being rather mirthful, brazen and capricious. Nonetheless, she also had a pervasive dislike of bringing in the dawn each day.
Fragment of Sappho [Hephaestius, Book on Metres]κατθνάσκει, Κυθέρη᾿, ἄβρος Ἄδωνις· τί κεθεῖμεν;καττύπτεσθε, κόραι, καὶ κατερείκεσθε κίθωνας.
Delicate Adonis is dying, Cytherea; what are we to do?
Beat your breasts, girls, and tear your clothes.
Life of Nicias, PlutarchNot a few also were somewhat disconcerted by the character of the days in the midst of which they dispatched their armament. The women were celebrating at that time the festival of Adonis, and in many places throughout the city little images of the god were laid out for burial, and funeral rites were held about them, with wailing cries of women, so that those who cared anything for such matters were distressed, and feared lest that powerful armament, with all the splendour and vigour which were so manifest in it, should speedily wither away and come to naught.
Lament for Adonis, BionI wail for Adonis; the Loves wail in answer. Fair Adonis lies on the hills, wounded in his thigh with a tusk, wounded in his white thigh with a white tusk, and he grieves Cypris as he breathes his last faint breath. His dark blood drips over his snow-white flesh, and under his brows his eyes grow dim; the rosy hue flees from his lip, and around it dies the kiss, too, which Cypris will never carry off again. Even when he is not alive his kiss pleases Cypris; but Adonis does not know that she kissed him when he was dead.
I wail for Adonis; the Loves wail in answer. Adonis has a cruel, cruel wound in his thigh; but greater is the wound Cytherea has in her heart. Around that boy his ownhounds howl and the mountain nymphs weep; but Aphrodite, her tresses loosed, roams grief-stricken among the thickets with her hair unbraided, barefoot; the brambles tear her as she goes and draw her sacred blood. Wailing loudly, she moves through the long glens, crying out for her Assyrian husband and calling him many times. But round his navel was floating the dark blood, and his chest grew red with blood from his thighs, and Adonis’ breasts, once snow-white, grew dark.
His blood-red flower, variably the anemone or wildflower, was associated with vulnerability to the winds and weather. The flower, like the Glory of God, can be witnessed only in brief passing.
"It is my desire that all my followers unite in a bond of unity, lest those who are without prevail against them." - Shaitan