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In Greek mythology,
the dryads are female spirits of nature who preside over the groves and forests.
Each one is born with a certain tree over which she watches.
A dryad either lives in a tree, in which case she is called a hamadryad, or close to it.
The lives of the dryads are connected with that of the trees; should the tree perish, then she dies with it.
If this is caused by a mortal, the gods will punish him for that deed.
The dryads themselves will also punish any thoughtless mortal who would somehow injure the trees.
Over blue skies
She floated there above a strong west winds.
The light about her shown of warmth her flowing red hair.
She looked across into the vanishing horizon.
The memories and the songs.
She lifted her heart now.
And she looked back into her past.
There was sadness there was laughter.
The sun would light up her way then.
And lift her wings once.
But In the darkness.
There was hope.
For she had once dreamed of being here alone.
And today was that day foretold.
She wept long and sobbing tears.
The rain fell about her to the land below.
For she would wash the sins away.
And the flowers would bloom again.
The rains and the blue sky had come.
She was seen in the distant lands.
Far sunken she stood now.
Darkness and the light.
Her red sweeping hair.
Memories by G.palumbo April 5, 2015
She was originally a golden-haired, fair maiden, who, as a priestess of Athena, was devoted to a life of celibacy;
however, after being wooed by Poseidon and falling for him, she forgot her vows and married him.
For this offence, she was punished by the goddess in a most terrible manner. Each wavy lock of the beautiful hair that had charmed her husband was changed into a venomous snake;
her once gentle, love-inspiring eyes turned into blood-shot, furious orbs, which excited fear and disgust in the mind of the onlooker;
whilst her former roseate hue and milk-white skin assumed a loathsome greenish tinged.Seeing herself transformed into such a repulsive creature, Medusa fled her home, never to return.
Wandering about, abhorred, dreaded, and shunned by the rest of the world, she turned into a character worthy of her outer appearance.
In her despair, she fled to Africa, where, while wandering restlessly from place to place, young snakes dropped from her hair;
that is how, according to the ancient Greeks, Africa became a hotbed of venomous reptiles. With the curse of Athena upon her,
she turned into stone whomever she gazed upon, till at last, after a life of nameless misery, deliverance came to her in the shape of death, at the hands of Perseus
( BY Giovanni Palumbo)
He just a kid when he watched his parents get gunned down during a mugging in Gotham City.
The crime would define his life, as he dedicated himself to becoming the world’s greatest weapon against crime—the Batman.
Batman is the most feared superhero of all, because he’s pushed himself to the absolute pinnacle of human achievement.
He’s a brilliant detective who’s mastered fighting techniques the world’s barely heard of.
An Olympic-caliber athlete with a plan for every occasion, Batman’s seemingly always five steps ahead of his foes.
But in his crusade against injustice, two questions always loom:
How far will he go to protect the innocent, and will he sacrifice his humanity along the way?
Photographer / poet / writer |
Born in Rome Italy under a roman sky,
one dark and starry night.
Bright eyed i wondered at the ruins and pillars about me.
And traveled in time.
And I stand here across the ocean.
Dreaming of the place my home i left behind.