The Iron Gods, the Earthy Gods

[Fixed Cross]

Indeed! To each their own.
This will be the only point of agreement we'll ever reach. Thankfully!

[Fixed Cross]

Jeez, that was dirty, and tedious. Mowk now on ignore, I can proceed in cleanliness.



Refreshed!

[Mowk]

well...
I can live with that. :shrug:

[Fixed Cross]

Im a simple human, if someone comes to lay down weak blobs of nihilism repeatedly in a shrine Im building I begin to detest that person. Such a fucking cunt. Now I hope he'll fuck off; In the end all trolls give up.

Funking internets.

[Mowk]

A bit of that fire and ice huh? I got no beef with you... live and let live.

making theater.

[iambiguous]

Im a simple human, if someone comes to lay down weak blobs of nihilism repeatedly in a shrine Im building I begin to detest that person. Such a fucking cunt. Now I hope he'll fuck off; In the end all trolls give up.

Funking internets.

No, seriously!

[Jakob]

Huginn and Muninn, his ravens. Odin was once asked which of the two he would sooner sacrifice, and after long thought, he decided that to be without Muninn would be even worse than to be without Huginn.
Mostly, Huginn is known as Mind, and Muninn as Memory. The latter meaning is however somewhat indefinite, and speculation exists.

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I think Memory is essentially correct, in the very deepest of its meanings. The Soul. My feeling is that Muninn is the Soul.
So Odin is asked: which would you rather lose, your mind or your soul?

[Jakob]

This is why the world works like this:

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And not like clockwork.


If God doesn't play dice, that basically means he loses. Gets excluded from the corner, entirely.

[Jakob]

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[Fixed Cross]

Hearth Cult - Domestic Fire

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[Fixed Cross]

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HAIL ODIN

[Fixed Cross]

Muspelheim is described as a hot and glowing land of fire, home to the fire giants, and guarded by Surtr, with his flaming sword.

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It is featured in both the creation and destruction stories of Norse myth. According to the Prose Edda, a great time before the earth was made, Niflheim existed. Inside Niflheim was a well called Hvergelmer, from this well flowed numerous streams known as the Elivog. Their names were Svol, Gunnthro, Form, Finbul, Thul, Slid and Hrid, Sylg and Ylg, Vid, Leipt and Gjoll. After a time these streams had traveled far from their source at Niflheim. So far that the venom that flowed within them hardened and turned to ice. When this ice eventually settled, rain rose up from it, and froze into rime. This ice then began to layer itself over the primordial void, Ginnungagap. This made the northern portion of Ginungagap thick with ice, and storms begin to form within. However, in the southern region of Ginungagap glowing sparks were flying out of Muspelheim. When the heat and sparks from Muspelheim met the ice, it began to melt. These sparks would go on to create the Sun, Moon, and stars, and the drops would form the primeval being Ymir: "by the might of him who sent the heat, the drops quickened into life and took the likeness of a man, who got the name Ymer. But the Frost giants call him Aurgelmer".

In the midst of this clash and din the heavens are rent in twain,
and the sons of Muspell come riding through the opening.
Surtr rides first, and before him and after him flames burning fire.
He has a very good sword, which shines brighter than the sun.
As they ride over Bifrost it breaks to pieces, as has before been stated.
The sons of Muspel direct their course to the plain which is called Vigrid....
The sons of Muspel have there effulgent bands alone by themselves.

The Prose Edda, Gylfaginning



Old Norse:

Sutr ferr sunnan
með sviga lævi:
skinn af sverði
sól valtiva.

English:

Surtr moves from the south
with the scathe of branches:
there shines from his sword
the sun of Gods of the Slain.

- Völuspá